Neither Safe, Nor Sane

Male reader route

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Dottore hushed your cries with kisses to your inner thighs. Although his voice was low, there was some comfort behind it. He wouldn't dare to deny your orgasm for the entirety of this evening... right?

Regardless, the doctor rubbed his clothed erection against your hole. His appendage was ridiculously hard, throbbing, even, from within its confinements - just as yours did too. Both of you had pent up frustration from all those days of committing sexual acts with one another yet none of which involving the penetrable act.

"I really wanna put it in," mixed in with a few giggles, Dottore's gaze fell upon you showing a shockingly intense drive of lust.
"What's stopping you?" Voice hoarse with want as you bit your lip in anticipation, undoubtedly returning a smirk of your own.

The fumbling of clothes was heard next and the raw specimen was plunged into your hole without further delay, "True," Dottore sneered. Upon insertion, you couldn't contain the subtle groan which left your mouth. Biting your lip wasn't enough when Dottore plugged the entire length inside. A shortness of breath hitched itself in your throat as he entered you with such ease. The prior moisture from earlier combined with Dottore's saliva seemed like more than enough lubrication.

As your gentle groans grew louder, so too did Dottore's giggles. The doctor wasted no time in ploughing your hole with everything he had to spare. The sex was rough, intimate and demanding - all that the two of you could ever ask for. You spewed intangible words whilst Dottore fucked the remnants of noises from your throat.

The drag of his cock would make you feel as though you're losing a part of yourself in ecstasy. His length reshaped your insides, reaching every corner deeply and affirmingly. The rabbit thrusts he provided were anything but cute or affectionate. This man wanted to dominate your every being, wrecking your walls till he's satisfied you cannot walk. The power behind his thrusts sent your brain knocking back and forth inside your skull. Your vision, having already being obscured, felt as though it was shifting out of place from the sheer force.

Your cock was almost failing to follow Dottore's speed as the appendage slightly bobbed atop your pelvis, struggling to sync with his thrusts. You were hard and attentive, restraining the urge to release at every moment. Your dick had already sprayed its precum across your front, lathering the wetness so that it was too sticky to touch.

His cock ravished your hole in delight, savouring the moisture you created with each and every thrust. And your hole only welcomed his length with a warm and hollowed wall, constricting with every thrust he pounded into you. Your abused walls swallowed Dottore's cock, making a point to never release the appendage at any cost.

The groans leaving your mouth were music to his ears, a joyful string of music he wouldn't dare to put a price on. They were far more intoxicating now that it wasn't the simple matter of jerking each other off behind a desk.

His cock made you see the entire universe under your blindfold, especially when he was quick to find and thrust at an angle which sent you into overdrive. With the addition of Dottore's godly oral from earlier, your legs jerked and quaked underneath his hold. Even with his harsh grip on your thighs and fingernails clawing through his gloves to keep a grip on you, your orgasm being far too close was keeping you quite on edge.

You can't help the heat that sears over your body when the doctor leans forward and bites into the skin on your shoulder. Most of his enjoyment came from marking you at his own, especially since it gave use to those sharpened teeth of his. He didn't have to draw blood to garner a reaction from you, but the coldness and sharpness of his teeth made your cock twitch with excitement.

Dottore's grin was an unpleasant one - a grin which failed to mask the mischief and malevolent intent when he heard rummaging from behind the door to his lab. Though the outsider had yet to knock to announce their presence, Dottore was mentally grateful they allowed him more time to spend with you.