Stitched Limbs

Ch 22: The Plan Backfires

About 4 hours later

Tyn had never quite thought of himself as a sexual voyeur, but he had to admit to himself that he considered what happened to be very fun. And he figured that Emmeline deserved a bit of grief after getting him riled up enough to fuck her in the custodians closet. He was surprised to see her being the one to start things up instead of him, Tyn thinking that she wouldn't want to after what happened with Byul. But seeing her eyes flash in that playful way he knew would only lead to both of them being naked, he couldn't help himself. That little bit of revenge against her he pulled when those people came in and lingered just made the moment ever sweeter. Her ever so delicious fear and the way she squirmed to get those moans flowing back out... A satisfied growl rumbled out of his throat as he lingered on the moment and thought of how her blood tasted in his mouth.

And he realised a little too late what he had done, as the Experiment he was talking to gave him a confused and slightly fearful look. Tyn curses himself and clears his throat. "Apologies Number 5, was thinking about something rather aggravating." He says, quickly turning towards the monitor and writing down on the clipboard he was holding what it said.

Number 5 shook his head a little weakly and brought his thin hand up to scratch at his cheek. "No problems Doc, although... It didn't quite sound like you were aggravated." Number 5 says, smirking slightly and giving Tyn a very knowing look. "Finally get yourself a girl to growl about like that?"

Tyn gave the thin man a suspicious glare and put the clipboard down for a moment. "How are you so sure I wasn't growling about the fact most of my Experiments are in bad shape?" He questions, watching Number 5's smirk widen.

The thin man shrugged slightly and winced at the movement. "Because I've known you for almost 5 years now Doctor Tyn, I would say I'm pretty good at telling when you're mad at something at this point." He chuckles. "And that wasn't a pissed off growl, that was a growl of a different kind. So is it a nurse you were thinking about you've gotten pretty chummy with, or another doctor?"

Tyn looks at the skinny man and thinks on what he should answer, wondering if he should resume the conversation at all. Then he returns Number 5's look and laughs softly. "Let's just say I've got a thing going with one of the doctors and well... It was pretty heated." Tyn lies, but congratulates himself a little bit as the thin mans eyes light up.

"Tell me more Tyn." Number 5 says mockingly as he leans on the edge of the bed slightly.

He shakes his head and brings his clipboard back up, waving it slightly. "I can't, I have more subjects I need to see before the day is over." Tyn starts to head for the door of the room. "But, I'll be sure to come back near your dinner time to tell you."

Number 5 gives a dissapointed sigh and lays back on the bed. "Fine, I'll be expecting you to come back and give me some details Tyn!" He shouts as Tyn leaves.

Tyn chuckles and shakes his head again. Number 5 has been insatiable about details since he's been bedridden, and that's been about 3 years. It got a little tiring sometimes, but he always found it amusing when the poor guy started asking Tyn about his love life. Hell, he even took note when Tyn started acting better after that first time with Emmeline. Of course, he was a bit surprised that Number 5 actually watched his mannerisms that much, but he couldn't blame the guy either. It got boring down here, and without a little bit of spice added in here and there. People would go crazy. Well... Those that weren't already.

Tyn heads down the hall towards the elevator and starts to think about Emmeline again. Mostly thinking about the fact that she still needs to work on her full transformation, but also letting his mind drift back to that wonderful moment in the closet. He hoped that she hadn't forgotten the fact that she needed to meet him in one of the specialised transformation rooms in about 20 minutes. Tyn was heading there now via the elevator and was sincerely hoping that she would be there before he got there, it wasn't that long of a ride on the elevator to get there. But he still tapped his foot impatiently as the damn thing felt like it was running slower than a sloth.