Not smut2 (NOT MINE)

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My friend gave me this so this is not mine







It was quiet in Espresso's laboratory. Too quiet.

Espresso looked up from his notes, glancing around.

"Madeleine, is everything- oh."

As his eyes fell on the paladin, he had to suppress a laugh. Madeleine, who just minutes before was moaning and whimpering loud enough for all of Earthbread to hear, had been rendered silent by Espresso's latest creation. It seemed that even the sentient slime that had been eagerly feeling him up wanted some peace and quiet.

Madeleine saw Espresso holding back his laughter, and let out an indignant "hmmph!" in response.

"Madeleine, I'm not laughing at you, I promise!" Espresso insisted, though the snickering that bubbled up between his words didn't help his case at all. "But to think, even the experiment itself thinks you're being too loud. I don't even think it has ears..."

Madeleine narrowed his eyes, seeming thoroughly unamused.

"Well, I'm not going to say no to being able to hear myself think," Espresso began writing his notes again, "But if it's really bothering you, you can always peel it off."

As he continued writing, he heard Madeleine continue to make noise. This time, they were much quieter, muffled behind the thick slime covering his mouth. If only he could be so quiet more often...

"Experiment seems to have a higher amount of sentience than hypothesized," Espresso mumbled out loud as he wrote, "May require further study. Subject does not appear to be in any distress, seems to find the stimulation pleasurable." He heard a soft, happy whine behind him. " Very pleasurable."

He snuck a peek over his shoulder, and the sight before him nearly made him drop his notebook; Madeleine was flushed down to his chest, bucking his hips slightly as the slime worked its way into his cunt and completely covered his prick. His breaths were coming in short gasps, almost completely blocked by his gag.

Espresso would have loved to touch him in that moment, to slide his fingers or tongue in alongside his experiment and watch the usually composed knight commander completely unravel. But he couldn't risk tampering with the results.

He turned back, continuing to write even as Madeleine's muffled sounds grew more frequent and intense. Even with his mouth covered, Espresso recognized the sound well. And, if the angry midnight visits from their neighbors was any indication, they were more than familiar with it too.

After a few brief moments of sweet, comfortable silence, he heard something new.

"Espresso, I think I need a break." Madeleine's voice was slightly strained, but fully audible.

Espresso went to his side, helping him peel the rest of the slime away from his body. "Thank you for being such a good sport, darling. You've been a great help." The slime around his crotch was a bit harder to remove, but it came off soon enough and made Madeleine shudder at the feeling.

"You really liked seeing this thing keep me quiet, didn't you?" Madeleine mused out loud, scooping some of the goo into his hand and watching it lazily twine around his fingers.

Espresso nodded. "Truthfully, yes, I did. But it seems like you did too."

"Alright, yes. I did enjoy it." Madeleine huffed, but there was a grin on his face.

"... Enough to conduct another experiment in a little bit?"

"Fuck's sake, Essie, at least let me nap first

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