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Doc sat at their chair, just casually typing away for work.
There was a breach recently.
This damn agency kept getting better hackers somehow.. makes no damn sense.
But Doc always laughed, he managed to always block them from continuing.
They kept getting better, but they never would succeed in finding where they were.
But they never really do give up, do they?
The agency was now just a bunch of pests rather than an actual threat. It was honestly really annoying.
But Doc let out a frustrated sigh, hearing the door that led to their medical office open.
“What?” Doc spoke, not taking his eyes off the monitor. “I’m busy, as I’m sure you can clearly see.”
Doc listened for footsteps, and he heard them. Just one person, and he knew who it was. No one walked around heavily except for Hank. Doc could hear the small shifts of leather thanks to it being the only thing Hank actually wore outside of the house. They must’ve just gotten home.
Hank walked up to Doc, placing a hand firmly on their shoulder, and gently massaging it. He stood behind them, looking down at his head and how his somewhat messy hair was a little curly today.
Doc huffed at the touches, but slightly leaned into them. He could feel Hank’s fingers firmly press into his muscles, making him groan slightly from the massage. He didn’t even think about how much they actually needed one themself.
Doc sighed after a moment, closing his eyes once he quickly finished to avoid letting themself be distracted. “Hank.. What do you want? You know better than to distract me while I’m working.”
Hank stared down, letting go of Doc’s shoulder. They pushed the chair, letting it spin around to face him.
Doc huffed, his eyes trailing up to look into Hank’s goggles.
Hank shoved his hand in Doc’s face, a small little cut on their finger with barely any amount of blood dripping, now in Doc’s sight.
Doc flinched slightly, though they huffed. “Are you kidding me..?” Their eyebrows furrowed and he began to shake his head. “It’s—… God damn it, you big baby, you’ll be fine.”
Hank let out a low chuckle, pulling his hand back. They pulled down their mask and immediately bit into his finger, his normal teeth and sharp bottom metallic ones digging into their skin. He bit harder until blood eventually began to drip and flow out much more quickly.
Doc jumped out of the chair, quickly grabbing Hank’s arm and pulling it away from them. “Hank!— You son’ova..!—“ Hank chuckled away, and let go of his bleeding finger.
Doc growled in frustration, squinting behind their goggles. “Christ.. stay there.” He grumbled, letting go of Hank’s arm and walking across the room to get some bandages. He opened a cabinet and pulled down a small box, grabbing a smaller sized roll and putting the box back into the cabinet.
He walked back to see Hank trying to suck the blood off of their finger, Doc rolled his eyes, gently yanking Hank’s hand out of their mouth and began to wrap their finger up. “If you didn’t want blood to get everywhere, then maybe you shouldn’t have bit yourself.” Doc growled.
After a minute of taking care of Hank, Doc huffed slightly, leaning back to pop his lower back.
Though, Doc quickly noticed that Hank wasn’t leaving.
“Why do you want my attention so bad right now?” Doc grumbled, looking over and squinting with his continuous looking-resting bitch face.
Hank huffed slightly, looking away and taking deep breaths. “I just want your attention.” They finally spoke.
”Yeah.. But why?” Doc chuckled slightly. “What you said didn’t answer my question.”
Hank crossed their arms and turned away slightly, looking down at the ground, afraid to ask what he was going to ask.
It was funny to think that Hank, of all people, would be afraid to ask for something.
Hank huffed out, pouting and turning around, grumbling lowly while speaking. “Aren’t you going to punish me?”
Doc huffed, squinting and raising an eyebrow. “Really now?” Doc hummed, chuckling under their breath and humming loudly, just to edge Hank. “Really…” He grinned slightly under their mask, moving his hands to pull the strap back and take it off. Doc lightly tossed the mask onto the table behind them. “You want me? To punish you? You surely must jest..” Doc spoke, slowly walking up to Hank. Doc spoke in a tone of voice that was frying Hank’s brain.
Hank stared, his eyes behind their goggles nearly wide and actually expressing for once.
Hank grumbled under their breaths, slowly sinking down to the floor, the palms of his hands and his kneecaps making contact with the cold tile. Hank couldn’t believe they were doing this..
Doc hummed in surprise, seeing Hank just get down on the floor for him. It was amusing. “I suppose what you’ve done was pretty bad. You surely did scare me. And you know I don’t like being scared.” Doc spoke, squinting his eyelids and moving the edge of his shoe while they spoke up to press somewhat firmly against Hank’s crotch. Hank started to quiver. “Fine. I’ll stop being a tease and actually put a bitch like you to work.” Doc said, giving Hank a stern look.
Hank visibly panted, drool almost seeping through their mouth. “Please.”
”Please what?” Doc hummed in response, gently grabbing the top of Hank’s head and tilting his head back. Hank winced behind their red goggles, huffing out strained whimpers. “I want it.” They grumbled out.
Doc hummed, nodding. “Yeah, yeah, I know.” They said, moving his free hand to unbutton his pants and quickly pull out his erection. Seeing Hank on the floor, begging, got them hard quick.
Hank whined under his heavy breaths, scooting closer. They opened their mouth, even letting a little bit of tongue hang out.
Doc laughed slightly, feeling Hank move under their hand. He grinned at how close Hank got. “Opened all nice and wide, hmm?”
Hank grunted out, suddenly feeling Doc shove two fingers into their mouth, while they still kept his head tilted back a little.
Hank closed his eyes and desperately tried to suck on Doc’s fingers, squirming and swirling his tongue around their digits.
Seeing how hard Hank was trying to please Doc in any way they could really made his dick twitch.
Doc slowly shoved his fingers in their mouth deeper, but slowly pulled them away. He looked at his fingers, and pulled them apart. They watched strings of Hank’s saliva stretch along. He chuckled. “This’ll do.” Doc said, shaking his hand free of any saliva and moved Hank’s head, pulling them in closer to his tip. “Gentle, no bites.” Doc spoke, just before lowering Hank’s maw down onto his decent length, which was pretty much pressing on 8-inches.
Hank whined, curling his tongue around Doc’s shaft while their head went down further. Doc hummed, panting slightly. This felt heavenly. “Good boy, Hank… That’s it. Just like that, got it?”
Hank closed his eyes tightly, moving his head back and forth, trying his best to not bite, despite how tempting it actually was. He moved their tongue rhythmically, getting Doc to occasionally grunt out and almost leak drool from the corner of their mouth. Doc quickly wiped away his mouth with the corner of his arm.
Doc huffed slightly. “Stay still.” They said, biting their lip to hold Hank’s head still while they quickly thrusted their hips into Hank’s mouth. Hank quivered, grunting out at the feeling of Doc’s dick aggressively pumping into their throat.
Doc huffed out, letting out pleased hums and furrowing his eyebrows due to the sensations. He even let out a few quiet moans.
Though Hank?
They let out loud grunts and whines as they felt Doc’s tip touch the back of their throat every time he went in deep.
Hank clawed the floor, sucking as hard as they could until Doc pushed his head off.
Hank coughed slightly, though they quickly cleared his throat and whimpered. “Please.. fuck me.” Hank said.
Doc squinted, looking down at Hank. “Pull back your goggles.”
Hank looked at them slightly confused, but he reached up with his hand and grabbed them by the nose-band part and pulled them back to rest on his head.
Doc hummed, smiling weakly. “Your eyes were always cute. Don’t put them back on. I want to look at your face.” He spoke. “Stay here. Do not move. I’m going to get something that’ll make this night worth remembering..” Doc chuckled sadistically, moving his hand to gently pet Hank. They began to walk away to across the room.
Hank sat there, his face flushed and eyebrows furrowed.
“No one is going to walk in here, right?” Hank asked, looking to the door from the corners of his eyes.
“If Ford or Dei does, better give them a show.” Doc chuckled lowly from across the room.
Doc hummed, rummaging around in a cabinet, though, he had found what he was looking for.
Hank’s eyes looked to the ground, he huffed that he was waiting. “Fuckin’ slow…” They grouched under his breath.
Doc furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m not deaf, Hank. Just shut the hell up and stay still.”
Hank pouted, slouching forward slightly and huffing, he moved his hands to his pants and began to unbuckle them. Damn their dick for actually hurting because of how desperate they were.
Doc hummed, walking back over with what they needed. Though they clicked his tongue, catching Hank’s attention. “Did I say you could move?” Doc spat.
Hank froze, though huffing under his breath. “I was just..—“
Doc shook his head. “I said no moving. You’re asking for it, and you don’t even realize it. Now, open your mouth.”
Hank opened his mouth, scooting closer. Though, Doc chuckled, immediately putting a ball-gag into their mouth. Hank’s mouth naturally closed around it, though their teeth dug into it pretty well. They felt Doc strap the leather straps around the back of his head.
“Alright Hank.. I hope you’ve prepared. Because you and I are going to be at it for a long time.” Doc chuckled, petting Hank’s head and watching the man quiver under their touch.
“Also if you break my equipment, I’m walking out of here.”
———
It was about the third hour now, and Hank’s brain was far past fried.
Hank growled out, huffing and whimpering at Doc’s behavior.
Doc had them bent over over their desk, Hank’s red-printed ass in the air, while his wrists were tied together with a blood red colored rope.
Hank was definitely crying due to the overstimulation.
“Damn Hank.. no matter how much I try to open you up— you just refuse to.” Doc panted out their words, just casually thrusting their hips at a certain pace. It wasn’t fast, nor slow, Doc could handle this just fine. But it was driving Hank crazy. Hank wanted Doc to go faster and harder.
Hank whined into the hard plastic ball that was still in their mouth, no matter how hard Hank bit down, it would refuse to break. Hank tried biting it again, slowly applying pressure in the hard plastic gag.
Doc heard it, the slight scapes and creaking of the gag. “Hank, No. You fucking.. Don’t you dare break my equipment.”
Hank huffed out, drooling out the sides of their mouth and growling. He bit harder out of spite.
Doc huffed, and quickly slapped his hand hard and firm directly on Hank’s asscheek.
Hank jumped at the contact, he whined out and stopped.
“Good boy, Hank… Don’t make me hurt you more than I’ve already have. But knowing you, you love anything I do to you.” Doc huffed, slamming their waist into Hank’s, grunting out slightly.
Hank let out a muffled grunt behind the gag, drool constantly leaking between their teeth and the sides of his mouth. He moaned out what sounded like ‘more’ or ‘please’.
Doc chuckled lowly, listening to Hank’s useless pleas. “You wanted me in charge, whore. You’re getting what I give you. You already came multiple times.. Thinkin’ 5 or 6. You just—gh—won’t soften up, huh?” He said, moving one of his hands over Hank’s smooth but dark red ass. They chuckled at how warm it was.
Doc huffed out, a soft moan barely escaping his lips. Treating Hank like this has drained him, literally, but he wanted to keep going. They huffed, pulling out and watched Hank’s abused hole just desperately close around the air. “Alright, Hank.. why don’t we go for a few more minutes? You want more?”
Hank nodded, panting out of their exposed nose and whimpering.
“Atta’ boy…” Doc chuckled lowly. “You can move, I want to switch positions.” Doc said, gently patting Hank’s rear to tell him to move.
Hank huffed out, panting for a moment to slowly move their shaky legs.
“Get on the floor.” Doc said while sinking down to sit on their knees, and eventually laying back on the cold floor. Though, he was still mostly dressed. He wouldn’t have to worry about the cold floor. Hank would though, they were completely stripped bare.
Hank huffed, slowly standing above him and sitting down in their lap. Doc huffed out, forgetting about Hank’s weight, but it wasn’t terrible. Doc wouldn’t care if his hips broke a little, as long as Hank was going to ride them.
Doc naturally moved his hands to hold Hank’s waist, and they thumbed Hank’s hipbones. “You can go at your own pace, just to be nice, but if you do act up, I won’t hesitate.” Doc said, gently tugging on the ropes that held Hank’s wrists together.
Hank huffed, rolling their eyes and trying to reach back to finally push Doc back inside them with their tied hands.
Hank shuddered, feeling Doc back inside made him felt so much better. They grunted lowly, using their knees to help push himself up and drop down, and every time they went down, it was nice and firm. Doc huffed out at Hank’s bulkiness and weight, moaning slightly under their breaths. “God damn, Hank.. taking it so well for me, huh?” Hank grunted a ‘yes sir’ and continued to aggressively move down on them. Hank let out sudden moans every time his prostate was brushed up or just straight pressed up against.
Doc panted out occasional praises or dirty names. It was funny how Doc switched back and forth between his behavior here. From so calm to aggressive.
Hank let the gravity help a lot with the riding, but either way, they were so close. His dick ached, bad. And his ass was so going to hurt so bad tomorrow and a few days after. But did that stop his determination? No, not at all.
Hank slammed his hips down a couple of times within minutes, and immediately after another, they came, hard, biting hard on the gag in their mouth. Hank even teared up a little bit on this one. “Good boy, Hank..” Doc chuckled lowly.
Though Doc winced, his eyes instinctually flinching seeing Hank’s thick streams of cum onto their upper chest and even on his chin. Doc huffed out, panting at feeling Hank’s already naturally tight insides clench around Doc’s dick.
“Make me cum and then we’re done here, got it?” Doc said, moving his fingers and wiping the fluids off of their chin. “I-I’m close anyway, so it shouldn’t take long…”
Hank chuckled lowly, slowly lifting himself up and off Doc’s dick. He turned himself around and backed up.
Doc furrowed his eyebrows and huffed. “Gonna expect me to actually fit that thing in my mouth?”
Hank chuckled lowly, not answering his question and just plopping his ass down on Doc’s face.
Doc’s brain short circuited.
Doc moved his hands to gently caress Hank’s thighs. It clicked in their brain.
He couldn’t see what Hank was doing, but they felt their hands on his dick all right.
He would be here for a while.
———
It was a little later.
Hank whined, his ass and mouth hurt so bad.
They were constantly shifting around whenever they sat.
Doc and he were in bed though, it was getting late.
“How’re you feeling?” Doc said, turning to look at Hank who is as laying down next to them.
Hank huffed out, tired. “Shit hurts. You owe me.” They grumbled.
Doc chucked, “You’re the one who asked me for it.” Doc said, reaching over to pet Hank’s head. “But sure.. I’ll owe you.” Doc spoke, moving over to kiss their head.
Hank purred slightly, humming. He was satisfied. “Better let me use some of that shit on you.” Hank chuckled.
Doc squinted, playfully hitting Hank’s chest. “Only use what I let you use. That shits valuable.”
Hank grinned, scooting a little closer.
“Yes sir.” They chuckled lowly.