Off Record [Ereri/Riren] ✓

14 ⚕︎Self-indulgent ✍︎

Off Record
Chapter 14
⚕︎Self-indulgent ✍︎
Titan

self-in·dul·gent

/ˈˌself ənˈdəljənt/

adjective

characterized by doing or tending to do exactly what one wants, especially when this involves pleasure or idleness.

Having a dick in my ass is good, but he hasn't impressed me yet. If he wants to convince me that I should do what Eren did and screw myself over by giving my all to this man he'll have to try harder. He's entertaining, I'll give him that, but other than that he's useless.

"Feels good..."

"Do shut up, Eren." I think. Annoying kid. True, he hadn't had sex he really wanted... well, ever, but that doesn't give him the right to commentate on my sex time. I get his precious doctor first.

Dr. Ackerman starts to speed up his thrusts and I let myself relax. The doc's cock feels so hot inside me, burning me from the inside out. Now that is a beautiful image.

"I can't really moan 'Dr. Ackerman' so what's your name, sweetheart?" I ask.

Dr. Ackerman glares at me and grabs our blanket and stuffs it into my mouth. "That'll fucking keep you quiet."

I growl and wrap my legs around his waist, pushing him into myself, hard. We both groan.

"Harfer." I mouth around the blanket.

Dr. Ackerman's eyes darken and he backhands me across the face. "I said, shut the fuck up."

I moan, simultaneously with Eren, and he begins to pound into us like his life depends on it. The obscene slapping of skin against skin sounds much too loud in this small room. Can someone outside hear it? Is someone watching us? I hope they are.

Dr. Ackerman is holding my hips hard enough to bruise and I smirk at the thought. Eren's going to have to deal with the aftermath of this for at least a week.

Dr. Ackerman reaches up and squeezes my cock until it is painful before beginning to jerk me in time with his thrusts. Inside me, Eren is begging to come. Pathetic. I'm actually glad that I can't speak at the moment.

Dr. Ackerman seems to have the stamina of a god and doesn't falter for a second. He hits my prostate and I gasp, nodding as a signal for him to keep hitting that spot. He gets the message and adjusts himself so that he will.

He continues his merciless assault on my ass until I come, my orgasm shooting through my body as if I've been electrocuted. He lets go of my spent cock and thrusts a few more times before pulling my hair and orgasming to the sound of my yelp of pain.

I collapse, boneless, and he pulls out.

"You look disgusting." He grimaces, already beginning to clean himself up. "At least I didn't have to give you money."

"Aaaand that's my que to leave. Later, doc." I close my eyes and the body shudders until my eyes are opened again, green, with Eren in the forefront of our mind.

Eren

Dr. Ackerman stares at me. "Oi, you just gonna lay there like a fucking corpse? I'm not a necrophiliac."

I sit up and wiggle. "You sure do like this thing." I glance at the straight jacket.

He gets down on his knees and takes it off me. "Ever think I don't want your hands on me or that I didn't feel like fighting your good ol' friend, Titan, while having sex?"

I look down. "Why did you...why did you bring him out?"

"You said he only came out if you felt threatened," he shoots back, "but I decided to take the surprise as a time to talk."

"Titan's never spoken to anyone but me." I study his face. "I don't know why he spoke to you."

"Maybe because he knows his place?" Dr. Ackerman shrugs. "I don't know. I haven't dealt with anyone like you two to be completely frank. Definitely not scared of your demon."

I smile. "That's good."

He sighs and grabs the paper towels. "I need to start bringing condoms. This shit is getting out of control."

I try not to show how glad I am that he seems to be accepting this as a regular occurrence. I hope I can at least be in control next time.

"Yeah," I say.

He checks the time and his eyes widen. "Fuck."

He must be late for something. "I'll finish cleaning, you go."

"I said that Lynne was showing up in an hour fifty minutes ago..."

"Shit."

"Have fun working out in that condition." He slaps my ass.

I groan and lie down. "Fuuuuuck."

The doctor proceeds to clean me up and throw away the evidence, pulling my boxers back up. "Maybe you'll learn how to control your dick."

"Once you learn to control yours." I wink and pull my gown down.

The raven just scoffs. "Try and talk big after seeing your training regime for today."

I try to stand, but stumble slightly, grabbing at the wall to hold me up. "Don't laugh, I can do this."

He helps steady me and shows me how to position my center of gravity so that the pain hurts a little less. Lynne comes in and sees us.

"Afternoon, Doctor." She says, assessing our appearances. "You ready, Eren?"

I nod and walk over to her, ignoring the pain. It's a familiar sting and I've felt much worse, I can handle this. Dr. Ackerman unlocks the shackles and I step out of them. Lynne smiles and claps me on the shoulder.

"No handcuffs?" I ask.

Lynne shrugged. "I'm just gonna take them off once we're in the gym so there's really no point." She glances towards Dr. Ackerman to see if he disapproves, apparently he doesn't and I'm led out of my room and towards the gym.

It's strange, one minute my entire existence revolves around Dr. Ackerman but as soon as I leave the room it's like a spell is lifted and suddenly the rest of the world matters again. I matter again; I'm a person again.

We reach the gym and Lynne starts me off with laps. The running is definitely the worst part, but I push through. Pain is not a hindrance, it only exists to alert people of a problem. Since the problem isn't a bad one, the pain is irrelevant.

I finish my laps and collapse next to Lynne who's sitting on a weightlifting bench. "Can I just have a minute?" I ask her.

Lynne sighs but nods. "Sure, drink up." She hands me a water bottle. She usually never lets me have a break when she doesn't think I need one. She must know something is wrong. I doubt she knows exactly what though.

I take a sip of water. "Why aren't you afraid of me?" I ask curiously. Even Ryder still puts me in handcuffs when we leave my room, I wonder why Lynne doesn't.

"Eren," Lynne leans over, "I could kick your ass easy."

Why is everyone here apparently some sort of badass?

It's hot on Dr. Ackerman, but with Lynne it's just scary. Her muscles are twice the size of mine and her blonde, military style buzz cut only adds to the image of 'I can snap you in half'.

"Break's over." She snatches the water bottle from me and grabs my hand to yank me to my feet. "20 push ups, go!"

I groan and get into position. This is going to be a very long session.

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Author's Note:

Thoughts?

-Jex