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Hank x 2BDamned Part 3

Warnings: Smut, biting, blood mentions 💖✨

The trio, Hank, Sanford and Deimos, where rushing back to the base because they had failed the mission. Hank had been shot multiple times in the shoulder and had been stabbed in the leg, but he was alright since he had a high pain tolerance. He was holding his jacket round his leg to try and reduce the amount of bleeding. "Deimos drive faster..!" Sanford shouted. Deimos pressed on the gas, making them go faster, it not taking long to get to the base. 

They arrive at the base, taking Hank slowly and carefully into doc, making sure not to touch any of his wounds. "Jesus Hank.." Doc said as he looked down at his injured partner, taking a pair of forceps in his hand and removing the bullets in his shoulder, after that removing the knife with one big tug and then stitching him up. He helped the killer slowly sit up.

"T-Thank you...doc" Hank said, sounding a little down and upset. "What's the matter Hank? I know something is wrong." The hacker placed his hand on the killers leg (not the wounded one) gently rubbing it. Hank didn't know what to do, his face felt warm and get whole body went stiff, "I-I-I feel like I failed..you.." He had finally got out what was bothering him, Hank looked up at his other half, only to see him smiling. 

"Don't be so stupid Hank, the main thing is your ok..that's all I care about. Not the stupid mission, you can do that when your injuries are cleared up." That sent Hank over the edge, he removed his mask slowly, sticking his long slimy tongue out. "M-May I take your mask off?.." Doc nods slowly, feeling his mask slowly be removed from his scarred face. 

His mask was finally off, it feeling like forever since he has removed it. He had holes in his cheeks and scars all over his face. "Y-Your so handsome.." Hank blushed at the sight of his handsome lover, holding his cheeks in his big, meaty hands. The hacker blushes, leaning in slowly towards Hanks face, his metal jaw not bothering him. The killer also leaned in, pulling his lover closer and eventually there 'lips' meet. 

It was slow at first, but it begin to heat up a little, doc put him arms around Hank's neck, and Hank put his arms around his waist. They were basically hugging and making out. The oxygen, escaping there lungs at a fast pace, leaving them panting for air. "That...was nice.." Hank states, rubbing his partners waist. "M-M-Mhm.." Doc nods shyly, blushing and sweating.

Hank stands and picks doc up, placing him on his desk, leaving trails of love bites down his neck "H-H-Hankk..!!" The hacker squirms and grumbles getting a little desperate. Doc grips his lovers trousers trying to get them off. "Someone is desperate.." The killer lowly says, trailing more love bites down his neck. 

"Are you...sure you want to do this?.." Hank asks, concerned. "If I didn't want you too..I would've told you before this point dumb ass.." Hank slowly removes doc's trousers, seeing his boxers tighten around his groin area. He removes his own, sliding his boxers down his thighs. 2B looks down at Hank's throbbing organ, surprised yet almost happy.

 "Your huge Wimbleton.." The taller grunt attempts to smile, glad he can make his boyfriend satisfied. The hacker wraps his cold hands round his cock, earning a shivered moan from Hank. "D-Doc.." He looked deep into his eyes, swiftly turning him over onto his hands and knees. "Wimbleton! What are yo-" It was too late, Hank was already removing his boxers. 

The killer starred at his partners ass for a couple minutes, then grabbing and spreading his cheeks. Doc was breathing heavy and blushing harshly, "God damn it Hank!.." The scary grunt didn't reply, he only chuckled and slammed his tongue into his lovers throbbing hole.

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