Clone A-03.02 (Francis x male!reader)

Chapter 17 - Missed Calls From Francis

You get to work sooner or later, sitting in your chair and rolling around a bit to search for the missing file. When you find nothing, you give up and begin helping the residents get in and getting rid of any dopplegängers that happen to walk in.

You open the doors for some and call the D.D.D. for others, but overall you don't have any problems.

The vibrator you put on hasn't gone off yet, either. So, for now, you're in the clear.

You notice someone familiar walking in... But you don't think anything of it.

"Mmm, Hello." he hums as he walks in and hands you his entry request and ID.

You look through all of the information, skimming through the ID and the file set for him. Not once do you look up at him, though.

"Is everything in order? Am I allowed to go in?" he asks when you're silent, just staring at the ID. Something was off about it, but you couldn't tell what it was.

"Yes, my apologies. You're good to go." without thinking about consequences for not looking close enough, you open the door and let the man inside.

For a while, you just sit at your desk and help residents every once in a while. Today would go slowly, you believed.

When another person walks in, you notice immediately of the pattern today was going by. A pattern? you think to yourself, narrowing your eyes.

You knew something was very, very wrong. But you couldn't place what it was that was wrong about today. Then, it clicks into your mind.

Most of today's dopplegängers...

Have been Francis.

This man included. Not the one before him; If he was a dopplegänger at all. If he was too, then you made a big mistake in letting him in.

It made sense. The one before him had something wrong with his ID. All you would need to do is chase him down and...

Ring! Ring! Ring! Goes your work phone; the one in the corner of your desk that you used only to call the D.D.D. or specific room numbers to be 100% sure someone wasn't a dopplegänger.

You ignore it, knowing no one ever called you on your work phone. You always called them, so there was probably just a malfunction in your phone or something.

But it kept ringing.

Eventually, the vibrator in your pants turned on to a medium setting, causing you to shout out from the sudden stimulation.

You get up from your chair and leave your office, running up to Francis' room to confront him about this.

When you get there, he's still laying in bed, remote in hand.

"Finally, you've made it back. Were you not getting my calls?" Francis frowns at you, pouting like a small child.

"Yeah, but I didn't think you were calling me. No one ever calls me while I'm at work." you chuckle, scratching the back of your neck.

The vibrator was still going off and it made it hard for you to think properly.

"Take that off." Francis says, his eyes flickering down to your crotch, a visible buldge in it from the stimulation of the vibrator.

You comply and obediently remove it, groaning in frustration. You knew that the vibrator wasn't the only thing you had to gain stimulation, but that didn't mean you weren't upset when the feeling went away.

"Come here meine hübsche Katze." he says in a low, commanding tone that makes you easily obey.

You walk over to the bed and climb up, sitting beside him in an uncomfortable W-sit position, causing him to stare at your crotch for a bit longer than he should've.

"Mmm..." Francis hums, a smirk forming at the crease of his lips. "Strip off your clothes."

You gladly comply with him, leaving your body hard and bare for Francis to see. Not that you cared. He did the same, stripping off his own clothes.

He grabs you by the hips and pulls you onto his lap, right over his hard shaft.

"You ready?" he smirks at you, licking the sides of his teeth seductively.

"Yes," you breathe.

"Good boy. Now, time for some fun, hmm?"