Part 8

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Summary | You make the poor choice of teasing Dr. Crane, so obviously he has to punish you.
Warnings | 18+, sexual content, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, kissing, hickeys, praise, edging, crying (but in a hot way), consensual sex, orgasm denial, cockwarming?, emotions? idk, neither does he tbh, bestie has no idea how to comfort you💀
Notes | Trying really hard to keep his character accurate😓 lmk what y'all think lol

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Neither of you mentioned his confession again. He seemed to be acting mostly normal and only a little awkward and withdrawn so you tried to remain the same to assure him that nothing changed. You were sitting on the couch, doodling with a spare piece of paper he found as well as an extra pencil, when you broke the silence.

"Where are you planning on sleeping?" You asked, eyeing the large space that was empty save for a desk, a chair, and a couch.

"The couch." He said, not looking up from what he was working on.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?" You asked, making him sigh and turn his gaze to you. "For now you may sleep on the couch, I doubt I'll be sleeping much anyway."

"Oh. Don't you have an apartment? A bed?"

"The cops are going to be looking for everyone that escaped, including myself- especially myself, because I created what caused all of that."

"Oh... What if I go? I can bring you back some clothes so you don't have to stay in that and anything else you need? I doubt I can lift a mattress on my own though."

"You want to go to my apartment in the middle of town, wearing that?" He asked, raising his brows. You looked down at your outfit and frowned, just now remembering that you're wearing it still.

"People are dumb enough to hang their laundry up outside. I'll just take something before getting downtown." You suggested, but back tracked when he was silent for a moment. "I don't have to, it was just an idea."

"What will you do if the police show up?"

"Um... I'll tell them you're my boyfriend and I left something there that I need." That made him scoff.

"They won't believe that."

"Fine. Ex boyfriend. Who's been so busy working that I had to just go there myself." You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes at you for a moment.

"Fine. Know that if you get caught, I have no power or leverage anymore to help you." Honestly you didn't expect him to agree. You figured he might want to keep you within his sight at all times but that wasn't the case. Trying not to read into this new found trust, you were going over the plan in your head.

"Wait, is it even within walking distance?" You realized, worried the whole plan just fell apart.

"It's not on this island, so no. And the train is still down because of the bat."

"Oh... I can probably walk, it'll just take me longer I guess." The sun was rising anyway, so it'll probably be fine. "Or I'll ask someone for a ride."

"Do not do that." He said sternly, making you frown.

"Why not?"

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