madness combat Smuts and fluffs

♡💉 (2bhank smut)🔪♡

So this will be smut lol

2bdamned was just working at his desk. Sanford and Deimos had gone out to club M (you know that place where tricky was a DJ at) probably for a date doc thought.

"Damned agency..." He muttered under his breath "it's there fucking fault I have all this work to do"

He was frustrated from sitting at his desk for 2 hours tapping at his tablet trying to get into there systems.

And what made it worse is that Hank j Wimbledon had been staring at his through a small crack in the door, one of the red goggle lenses shining through.

He sighed "fucks sake... Wimbleton what do you want??"

The assassin swiftly opened the door, walked inside and placed his hand on the table

"When.... Wa-s the la...last ti..tim-e took... Bre-ak?" Hank spoke out in his very Broken English (Hank said "when was the last time you took a break?")

Doc signing again "fucks sake... I don't need a break Wimbleton" now pinching the bridge of his nose

"Now could you leave me alone? I need to work.." he said

But of course the killer wasn't having it

Pulling 2b up taking his tablet away

"HANK! give me that back!" Doc complained

But Hank just shook his head

"ќ" (no)

"Hank I'm serious!" Doc started Punching his chest. Which obviously did absolutely nothing cause Hank was much much bigger than him.

Hank sat down on 2bs chair held the tablet on his thigh and patted his other one ordering the doctor to sit.

For fucks sake

"Hank I don't have time for this bull shit" doc stated but of course Hank insisted and if he tried to do his work standing up he would have to lean over his table. Giving hank a full view of his ass. Not that Hank would complain.

Also because Hank had his tablet

Sitting down ,snatching his tablet back and trying to get on with his work Hank was just looking down at him imaging the things he wanted to do to the doctor in his lap.

Fuck

Hank you little shit-

Wait.. he could have some fun with this

Doc started shifting around hanks lap pretending to get comfortable

"D...oc..." Hank growled (doc)

"What wimblton?" He said smirking under the mask as hanks imagination grew wilder and wilder

"Do..c.. s-anf..rod... An..d.. de..Mo-s ar..e out.." he tried to breath out (doc.. Sanford and Deimos are out..)

Talking was hard for hank because of his jaw. He used to be completely mute till doc came and fixed his voice the best he could.

2b works non stop. Hank was gonna change that.

"I know they are. Now is that all you came in here to tell me?" He laughed

"Ñ..o" he said nussiling his face into docs neck

"Hmm..." The doctor hummed getting of of hanks Lap only to put his tablet down then sit back down but only this time facing him.

"Then.. what is it hank~?"

Shit

Hank was already getting noticeably harder

"Please.. tell me what you came here for dear~"