Not so school appropriate 🛑〈 garten of banban one shots 〉

Visit the surgeon (Sir Dadadoo x Syringeon) smut

Note: boy was Syringeon's voice NOT what I was expecting, I had to rewrite this whole thing once I finished watching Garten of Banban 7
I really thought Syringeon was this stern, serious kinda guy, but he's actually sounds like some Irish mad scientist kinda guy
Anyways this was a bit of a rush job but who cares

Warnings: I don't know how to warn this anymore??? Sex?? Etc.

Word count: 2539

He was in an operation room, waiting at his desk for a patient to eventually come by and ask for some sort of aid. That was all he was good for. Aiding ones in need. He was a surgeon after all, that was his duty.

Syringeon's work of medicine was amazing, extra arms with medical instruments as hand, he was practically made for the job.

When the next patient came in, a familiar face. It wasn't even a patient at all when be realized who it was.

The man tightened his tie, grinning wildly at Syringeon. It was Sir Dadadoo.

Syringeon couldn't help but smile back. "Why, hello again, old friend. How is my favorite mutant doin' this fine evenin'." He said in a teasing yet playful tone.

Sir Dadadoo loved Syringeon's manner of speaking, the way he could turn an everyday phrase into something that sounded so much more... interesting.

"No surgeries anytime soon, you ain't even on the list, Sir." He joked.

"Darling, I am not here for any surgery. I just wanted to stop by, say hello..~" Sir Dadadoo said, slithering his way over to Syringeon.

His breathing got heavier. It had been a while since Sir Dadadoo came down to the lower levels, always wanting to be near his love, the queen.

Syringeon couldn't lie about the fact that it did get lonely down there. So seeing Sir Dadadoo again just made his body want to melt.

"Well, it certainly is a lovely surprise to see you again, Sir Dadadoo." He said.

"It is, isn't it? I had a feeling you missed me, dear. Why else would you be down here?" The leech teased.

"Well, yes, it can get mighty lonely down here.." Syringeon admitted, his body already aching. He couldn't stand the idea of Sir Dadadoo being so far away.

Sir Dadadoo chuckled, caressing the side of the surgeons face. "You're such a smooth talker, love. I can't help but be drawn to you..~" His voice deepened, his tone lustful.

"Don't start bein' unprofessional now, Sir. I thought we had agreed upon not doin' anythin' like that anymore..~" Syringeon said, knowing well enough it wasn't going to happen.

Sir Dadadoo grinned wildly, knowing how much the surgeon ached for his touch. He pressed himself against the other man.

"You know I'm a greedy man.." He whispered to Syringeon, licking his neck. "I always have to take what I want. And I want you, dear." He purred, nibbling at his skin.

The surgeon whimpered softly, his face growing warmer and warmer. Sir Dadadoo's touches were so gentle yet so hungry.

"But I suppose, I could try and hold myself back, for you." Sir Dadadoo teased.