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1. Okay, I need to S T O P 2. Reader kinda acts as his assistant but not really. 3. Probably short 4. I feel like Tesla doesn't like getting interrupted unless it was something necessary and important so I'm throwing that in here. Warnings: 18+, Cockwarming, low-key angry sex (basically Nikola gets frustrated), ____________
You rushed to Nikola's room, avoiding the other scientists laying on the floor. You received word that he needs some assistance with some of his works, especially one of his biggest ones. You found him on the step ladder, writing some formulas with the white chalk. He seemed to be in deep concentration. You held back the fear and walked to the bottom of the step ladder.
"Doctor Tesla? Did you need me for something?" You asked, waiting to see if he'll even respond. The man stopped writing and looked down.
"Yes, I clearly remember asking. I need you to assist me." You blinked at the man.
"Anything to help you, Doctor Tesla." You smiled.
"Great. Now go over to my desk and sit down. I'll be with you shortly." This request confused you but you obey him, completely oblivious to the mischievous smirk that appeared on his face.
You didn't entirely understand why he just needed you to sit at his desk. Maybe something was there for you to finish? But Tesla wasn't a big fan of someone changing his works. After some minutes passed, you can see Tesla making his way towards you. You hopped out of the chair, standing behind it so he can sit down. Before he could do that, he hands you a blindfold. Without protest, you tied it around your head, covering your eyes. You heard a satisfied him and the chair squeaking.
"Come here." He said. You stepped forward and felt him pull you into his lap. He took off your pants along with your panties. You can hear the belt unbuckle and pants unzipping. Tesla hovered you over his cock and pushed you down, grunting quietly. You bit your lip to prevent your moans from coming out. Tesla leaned forward and began to write down his theories. You felt your lower region tickle from his cock twitching against your flesh walls. You moved your hips slowly to get some friction, but felt a light slap on your thigh.
"Don't move unless I say so." He whispered, getting back to his work. You whimpered, burying your face in his neck. Tesla let out a frustrated grunt, his hands now gripping your hips. He moved your up and down on his cock, groaning from your tight walls. You moaned softly, your hands finding their way under his shirt. He stood up and laid you on his desk, his hands on both sides of your head.
He thrusts again, watching your flustered face with frustration. This seemed to motivate him to move faster, the tip hitting your womb. For some reason, you wrapped your legs around his waist, bringing him closer to your body. Nothing but pure ecstasy took over your body, your mind soon turning blank. Tesla was surprisingly quiet, with the exception of low grunts every now and then.
"Quite the specimen..." You could barely hear that fall from his lips. Without a warning, he starts to go harder and faster, his cock twitching inside. His seed came out and filled your womb. Tesla slowly pulled out, watching his load leak out your pussy. You sat up, closing your legs and wet pussy.
Tesla lifted you up and pinned you against an empty chalkboard, his cock brushed against your entrance.
