Mentions: Sex
His belongings were already placed where he liked them; a small wooden desk with a used white candle and a couple of worn-out devices of some sort was in the centre back of the tent facing everything in the room, whilst his makeshift bed on the ground was to the left of the entrance. All his medical appliances and laboratory tools were tucked away in the furthest right, out of sight and out of mind I would assume.
We stood in the middle before his clean paperless desk. Dottore with my wrist against his lips let out a soft groan. He liked the scent of his own body scrub on me, so much so, that it made him feel something between his legs.
I felt something too, it was his voice that did this to me, or perhaps it was the push and pull of his temperament? either way, I wanted more.
Quickly, Dottore pulled me in by the waist and I gasped softly, peering up at his mask. He was being rough, there was no tenderness in his touch.
Not long after, his hot fingertips roamed the surface of my still slightly damp clothes as his lips closed in on mine, we were once again feeding on each other's tantalising tastes.
I moaned into his mouth as I felt his fingers roughly tug at my top begging me to take it off. Pulling away for a second, I did just that and allowed him to cup my boob, massaging and twisting as he did, whilst his other hand assaulted my hips, forcing waves of heat down my body.
He pushed me back against the desk and moved his lips from mine to place them on my neck, before biting down, licking and sucking slowly.
I hissed at the initial pain but then melted into his hot wet touch. Meanwhile, my fingers clawed at his trousers, trying to find the zip to undo them.
Growling at my slow pace, his free hand pushed mine away and undid it himself.
Out of breath, he finally pulled away from my throat and spoke, voice commanding and rough. "Kneel."
I abided, bending down and looking into his eyes, before planting a soft kiss on his tip, suckling it and taking him in slowly. My tongue caressed his thick veiny length, feeling his cock twitch and grow with every flick of the tongue. Placing a hand on the base I began to slowly bop my head back and forth slowly, sensually.
I could hear him breathe in sharply and let out angry groans. His hand positioned itself behind my head, on my damp hair, and he bit the bottom lip of his pleasing smile whilst rolling his hips and forcing himself deeper into my throat.
I let out a gag as he continued his assault in faster and harder motions, tears forming in the corners of my eyes as I gripped his thighs, leaving red scratch marks and watching him get closer to his peak. Head flung back to look up at the tent ceiling and guttural voice loud as he vocalised his pleasure with every hit against the back of my throat; it took every ounce of willpower to control his release.
He gripped my hair savagely and pulled me off of him, "open your mouth."
So I did. Dottore pumped himself into release and watched as he came all over my face and inside my mouth, moaning in his pleasure; some of his cum dribbled down my chin and landed on my nipple.
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