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Blaze is coming off one of the best workouts she’s had in a while. She was definitely pushing herself more than usual, and she knows that she’ll have to stop by and thank Aak for that new stimulant he had her try out. He might be a bit of an oddball, but it’s at least nice to know that some of his drugs work out just fine. She does feel a bit weird, maybe a little bit too pumped up, but Blaze just writes that off as being part of the great workout she finished up. She did at least two more reps of each set than she would usually do, and she can feel the burn!
There’s another sort of burn, one she’s doing her best to ignore right now, but that’s not really going all that well for her. She can feel her excitement getting the better of her, and it’s not really the best timing in the world, since she agreed to meet up with the Doctor after her training. It’s already a bit iffy, with how sweaty she is now, but she doesn’t really think she has time to drop by her quarters for a shower when she’s pushed herself for so much longer than usual. It’s not the first time she’s been around the Doctor post-workout, though, and it won’t be the last.
“Hey, Doc!” Blaze announces, pushing into his office while trying her best to keep her mind off of that growing heat within the pit of her stomach.
“Blaze,” the Doctor says, looking up from their work. It’s been a busy day, and he’s not quite caught up on all the work that was lined up for him. Blaze is a bit late, but he hardly noticed given how much he still had to finish up in the office. He notices her flushed face, and the way she’s still more than a bit sweaty, and his focus is shattered. “You just finish working out?”
“Yup! Hate to ask, but do you have a towel I can borrow?” Blaze asks, shaking her head. “I went a little too hard today, honestly.”
“Ah, yeah, sure,” the Doctor says. If it weren’t for just how often Blaze does this, he probably wouldn’t be prepared. It can take some doing, getting used to someone like the enigmatic Elite Operator Blaze, but she’s a hell of a strong fighter and never anything less than a good time. The Doctor hands her the towel, and Blaze begins wiping down her face and arms, even working on her chest a bit.
As she cleans herself off a bit, she can’t help but notice how good the towel feels against her skin. It’s a weird thing to notice, and she can’t really place why that might be. She shouldn’t be feeling this kind of pulsing pleasure from just wiping herself down, but she’s struggling to bite back a moan. She doesn’t want to be so brazen, even if she and the Doctor do have a little bit of a history… it’s not really something she wants to just burst into his office and do.
But it’s getting harder and harder to focus. Luckily, as she does her best to keep herself quiet, the Doctor looks back to his work and focuses on finishing up. She can breathe a sigh of relief, but that building pleasure just keeps getting more intense. She’s beginning to wonder if this has something to do with the drug that Aak had her try out for him, but she can’t really do anything about that now.
He had said it was a new stimulant he was trying out, and while the workout she had after taking it was indeed enhanced, the ways she’s being stimulated now are less than ideal. Blaze can’t focus, can’t think straight, and her gaze keeps drifting to the Doctor. He’s sitting behind his desk, clearly still trying to work, but she can’t help thinking about how badly she wants him. Her tail swishes behind her, and one of her ears twitches.
Blaze bites her lip, trying to keep her mind out of the gutter. She doesn’t want to give in to her desires, no matter how intense they might be getting, but she can’t deny the idea of jumping the Doctor right here in his office is more than a little exciting. She feels a deep throb of pleasure as she allows her mind to wander, and she can’t bite back her moan this time.
It’s soft, quiet, but it slips out before she knows it.
“Something bothering you?” the Doctor asks, looking up from his work to find Blaze looking even more flustered. Her face is flushed red, and she’s squeezing the towel so tightly… “Blaze… what’s going on with you?”
“Nothing,” she lies, quickly. She presses her thighs together, doing whatever she can to try and get that damn ache to stop. It’s too much, and she doesn’t know how she’s meant to keep up with this. She had been somewhat thankful for that stimulant earlier, but now she’s thinking she’s going to have to go and give Aak a piece of her mind instead. She has no doubt he’d run when he saw her coming, but she can chase him down if she has to.
Of course, that thought doesn’t really last very long against the lust fueled fantasies running wild in her head right now. The only person she’s going to run down in the near future is going to be the Doctor, and she can’t stop thinking about how good it would feel to push herself onto his lap, to move right in between him and his work and make it impossible for him to focus. His eyes dart down, taking in the sight of her chest, her tight top, the way her over-eager nipples strain slightly against the fabric. Blaze only just notices how hard they are, how excited her body is getting, and her blush deepens.
“You’re clearly struggling with something,” the Doctor says, starting to rise from his seat.
“Stop,” Blaze says, her word coming out as more of a moan than anything else. If he comes closer to her, she’s not going to be able to hold back. She’s barely keeping it together right now, and that’s only going to get worse the closer he gets. But the Doctor is not the type to stand back when someone is in some sort of trouble. Least of all one of his Operators.
When he places a hand on her shoulder, the heat of his touch feels like it’s burning all through her body. It’s not as though the Doctor is all that hot, in fact, her body burns far hotter than his, but that’s just how intense the effect is on her body. Her mouth falls open, and she begins to pant, desperately pushing her thighs together, rubbing them against one another, doing anything she can to try and keep this from getting worse.
“Blaze, are you okay?” he asks, but the only answer comes in the form of Blaze throwing herself at him. Suddenly, her mouth is against his, she’s kissing him, deeply, roughly. Her tongue invades the heat of his mouth, driving into him while she begins to grind in against him. Surprised, the Doctor attempts to draw back, but Blaze wraps her arms around him, holding him tightly as she loses herself fully to her passions.
It’s too much for her to bear, this heat that’s taken her over, this intense desire she can’t stop no matter what she does. She feels the Doctor shift, offering her his leg, and she begins to grind in against it even more roughly. She would ordinarily not be this forward, it’s not as though she’s usually this desperate, but she can’t take it. She can’t stop herself from slipping deep into this desire fueled encounter. When she finally breaks the kiss, panting heavily, the Doctor looks into her eyes.
“Blaze, what’s going on with you?” he asks. She only shakes her head, her words coming out a bit shaky.
“Don’t know,” she murmurs, pressing back in against him, not letting off on grinding against his leg. “Need you, need this.”
“Okay,” the Doctor answers, going along with things easily enough. It’s kind of hard to deny the effect Blaze is having on him, when her body seems to be completely out of her control. Feeling her chest rubbing against him, feeling her deep, passionate kiss, and feeling the way she’s grinding in against his leg, her skirt riding up to show how soaked her panties are…
It’s hard to do anything but give in to his own desires. He doesn’t know what’s come over Blaze, she hasn’t really been in her right mind enough to mention Aak and the experimental stimulant he gave her, but even if he knew the Doctor doesn’t think he could do much to hold back now. He moves into the kiss on his own volition this time, pushing back against Blaze’s tongue, but of course the powerful Elite Operator overwhelms him easily. He doesn’t really stand a chance of keeping up with her, not when she’s so much stronger than he is.
She takes advantage of that, slowly pushing him back against the wall of his office, tearing his jacket from his body, unbuttoning his shirt, doing whatever she can to get at more of his skin. She’s behaving like some sort of beast, focused only on what she wants, what she needs, what she craves. It’s not as though the Doctor has never seen Blaze like this, she’s gotten more than a little worked up on the battlefield a a time or two.
He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t terrified of being on the receiving end of her chainsaw when her blood really starts to boil. But this is different. This isn’t the kind of intense blood-lust she gets when she throws herself into battle, when she’s rending her way through steel and foes alike. No, this is sheer, unadulterated lust. There’s nothing stopping her from embracing it, not when the Doctor agreed to help her with this.
He might not have known exactly what he was getting into, just how intense she could get, but that’s only going to make this all the more fun for the man who has led her through so many battles. She works herself in harder against him, grinding on his leg once she has him backed up against the wall.
“I need you,” she pants, breaking the kiss to begin biting at his neck instead. The Doctor shudders, his own arousal building and building. By now, his cock is straining against his pants, and he can’t help but lose himself in this feeling. Blaze is relentless, taking what she wants from him, and she nips and bites at his neck as she continues grinding in against him. She doesn’t think she’s ever been this needy, this desperate, and she doesn’t know how long this is going to last.
In truth, part of her likes it. She likes the lack of control, she enjoys having no method of holding herself back, no way to stop herself from sinking deeper and deeper into the heat of her pleasure. She just wants to bask in this feeling, to embrace her desires and keep this going for as long as she can. She rams herself into him, reaching down to finally work his cock free. The instant her eyes light on that hard length, knowing that he wants her at least half as much as she wants him right now, she has to have it.
She works herself in against him, pushing her skirt up and her panties to the side. She doesn’t waste an instant in pushing into him, letting his length slide into her. She moans out as he fills her, and the Doctor’s head falls back against the wall.
“Fuck, Blaze,” he moans out, grabbing her hips and supporting her as she rams herself in against him.
“So good,” she whines, immediately losing herself at the sensation of his cock filling her. It’s so good, so damn good, and she wants to bask in this feeling for as long as she can.
As for the Doctor, he’s lost in the way her tight heat envelops him. She’s so wet, the walls of her cunt clamping down hard around him, and he doesn’t know how in the world he’s meant to last when this feels so intense, so all consuming. The lust that takes him over might not be as strong as Blaze’s, without anything outside to enhance it, but his body does more than enough to make up for that. It’s like her own passion is seeping into him, making his desire more intense than it’s been before.
The way she clamps down around him, the way she rams herself onto him, it’s all taking him over. Blaze moans out, as the Doctor begins to roam over her body with his hands. He runs them up and down her back, working lower to pull her skirt up the rest of the way. One hand comes to rest on the base of her tail, feeling the way it thrashes from side to side as she loses herself. The other gropes at her ass, feeling her up as she fucks him against the wall.
“Doctor,” she moans out, leaning her head against his shoulder as she goes all out, her hips moving frantically, desperately.
“Blaze, I’m not going to last much longer,” the Doctor warns, already feeling his climax coming over him. He can’t stop himself from being lost in pleasure, given how intensely Blaze is moving against him. It would be hard to withstand her in any normal situation, given her tendency to get a bit carried away, but when she’s this lost in passion it’s hard to do anything but go along with it.
It’s not easy for him to withstand her intense movements, the feeling of her body slamming in against his with each movement. She presses harder into him, as if she’s trying to make their bodies merge into one. She just wants to be so close, the closest she can be, and the Doctor is left helpless beneath her efforts. Some part of him wants to try and take control, but the idea alone seems impossible right now. Blaze is so lost in her passions, and she’s so powerful about all of it, there’s no way for him to wrest control from her.
He does his best just to keep up, while she keeps grinding in against him, working her hips around on his length, feeling the way his cock slides into her time and time again. When the Doctor can take no more, reaching his first climax, Blaze loses herself in the heat that floods into her. Feeling his come rushing into her, filling her with that intense heat, she whines out.
She leans onto his shoulder, panting heavily, while he pumps her full of his seed. Feeling that rush into her, it’s enough to finally make her come. She reaches her peak, the most intense orgasm of her life crashing over her all at once. Her vision swims, seeing white as it all builds to that perfect crescendo. When all is said and done, the pair are left panting, with the Doctor slumping back against the wall of his office.
For a moment, Blaze is still. He rubs his hands along her back, letting her ease into him, her body molding against his own.
“Is that better?” he asks, wondering if the effects of whatever it is that’s troubling her have finally faded. Blaze trembles, pulling back just a bit. Her eyes are half lidded, and she pushes into another kiss, holding nothing back as her tongue drives into his mouth once more. It becomes immediately clear that nothing has changed, that she’s still deep in the thralls of whatever it is that’s driving her so mad, and the Doctor feels her moving against him once more.
“More, more, not enough,” Blaze whines, when she does pull back from the kiss. The Doctor shudders, surprised that she’s feeling this intense. It’s not going to be easy, trying to keep up with her, but he remembers Aak dropping by his office not that long ago. Knowing how often the Doctor would indulge in Sanity Potions to keep working, the feline had left him with a new stimulant to try. With Blaze too far gone to mention what it was that’s taken her over, the Doctor has no idea that it’s the same thing Aak was pushing on Blaze.
“Just a minute,” the Doctor murmurs, trying to break away from Blaze. He manages to pull away from her, though she’s right on his heels, clinging to one of his arms and not seeming to want to let him go. It would almost be cute, if it weren’t for how deep her lust was running right now. The Doctor knows there’s nothing but sheer desire burning within her, and he knows he has to do something if he’s going to keep up with her.
He rummages in his drawer, pulling out the vial that he was given, and he downs it without a second thought. It’s enough to steady him, and he can feel a burst of energy rushing through him. It’s intense, probably better than the Sanity Potions he’s used to. Perhaps he’ll have to stop by Aak’s later and see if he has any more of the stuff.
With his vigor restored, the Doctor eases himself down into his chair, pulling Blaze down with him. This time, he’s quick to undress her more, working her top off of her body, exposing her chest. Her skirt isn’t really in the way anyway, so that simply remains pushed up her body, as Blaze spears herself down onto his cock once more. The Doctor feels her sinking down onto him all over again, that tight heat taking him in. He moans out for her, pulling her into a kiss, grabbing the base of her tail all over again.
Blaze loses herself to her passions, finding it far easier to ride him when the two are in his chair like this. She bounces onto him frantically, her muscles still aching from her work out, but her lusts are too intense to let something like that get in the way of her passion. She’s single minded, with nothing on her mind but burning up as much of her pent up desire as she can. Even that brief time it took for the Doctor to take the very same drug that’s effecting her now was too much for her to bear.
Some part of her knew that she should warn him, that this would only lead the two of them deeper into this intense passion, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to do it. She wanted him to feel the same way she did, she wanted the Doctor to need this every bit as badly. For now, he only seems to have the added energy that Aak promised, but Blaze knows what comes after. She bucks her hips down against him, riding him frantically, desperately.
Her mouth hangs open, the sound of her desperate moans and whimpers filling the Doctor’s office. She can’t believe she’s this far gone, that nothing seems to be stopping her from losing herself to this passion. She wants nothing more than to indulge in this for as long as she can, even as the pleasure she feels is melting every bit of her inhibitions. It feels so good, too good for her to ever want to stop.
“Doctor,” she moans down, as she rides him with all she’s got. His hands begin to wander over her body, watching the way her breasts bounce a bit with her frantic movements. He soon cups them, unable to hold back, feeling that firm weight beneath his grasp. He squeezes into them, and even something that would ordinarily just feel kind of good is enough to make Blaze’s mind melt. The pleasure grows all the more intense, and she whimpers out. “More, please, I need all you can give me!”
The Doctor does the best he can to keep up, wanting to live up to her demands. It’s not easy to thrust up into her from his chair, but he does his best, doing what he can to keep up with Blaze as she bounces on him. She seems to be utterly mad with desire now, frantically grinding down against him with each thrust, unable to keep herself under control even a little bit. He’s breathless beneath her, keeping a tight grip on her tail, using that to pump himself deeper into her time and time again.
Blaze moans, throwing her head back as her lust grows more and more intense. She had thought that she had to be near the peak of her desire, that things couldn’t get that much worse for her, but there seems to be no end in sight as things grow more and more intense with each passing moment. It’s as though each bounce adds to her pleasure, making her want more, more, more. She can’t hold anything back from the Doctor, losing herself fully in her passions.
“You’re so good,” the Doctor grunts out, still trying to keep up. While he is fucking up into her, doing what he can to make her feel good, he can feel his own passion stirring, growing more intense with each passing moment. Whether it’s something to do with how hot Blaze’s body runs, or if her work out stopped things from coming on so quickly, the Doctor is succumbing to the effects of the drug far more quickly than she was.
He can’t stop the passionate surge that rushes through his body, making the already intense sensation of slamming his hips upward into Blaze’s perfect body all the more incredible. The Doctor doesn’t know how he can possibly hold back from this, how he can do anything but lose himself fully to this passion. It’s all consuming, taking over his ever thought and feeling, making him want nothing more than to keep this going.
Blaze feels so good on top of him, and he can feel the way her soft heat envelops him, the way she loses herself fully to his passionate thrusts. It’s like heaven, a heaven shared between just the two of them. He only hopes that the noise they make doesn’t draw too much attention, as even in the depth of this lust-induced haze, when all he can think about is prolonging this pleasure, there’s still a part of him that’s terrified to think about Kal’tsit discovering them in the act.
The thought sends a chill down his spine, but it’s not enough to make him stop. Not by a long shot. Nothing could, not now that his passion is surging all out of control. He begins to suspect that something might be up with the drug that he took, the one Aak provided to him. It did give him more energy, sure, but this lust is too much to be normal. At the same moment, the Doctor begins to wonder if perhaps the same thing was given to Blaze to try out.
It’s too late for that thought to make any difference, but it goes a long way towards helping him understand why the needy Feline was so unable to hold back from him. Now, as the pair are fully lost in their passion for one another, there seems to be no choice but to keep this up.
He can feel his passion surging higher and higher, as though it’s taken the form of waves that are lapping against a dam, threatening to overwhelm it. It’s all too much, but the Doctor doesn’t try to resist. How can he, when this bliss is so all encompassing? It’s taking him over, and he can’t stop, he won’t stop. Blaze is in the same boat, grinding down on his cock time and time again, pushing back up only to sink back down, to feel him filling her, stretching her. She’s so lost in her passion that it’s hard to even remember how she got here.
She’s blind to everything else, everything besides the man beneath her, the Doctor that she needs so fucking badly.
“Don’t stop, please, don’t ever stop,” she whines out, picking up the pace, pushing herself to keep this up. The Doctor doesn’t intend to, and even if he wanted to, he doesn’t think he’d have much choice in the matter now. As his mind is taken over more and more by lustful thoughts, desires, he knows there’s no turning back until this has run its course for him.
At the very least, if Blaze has been plagued by the same thing, the pair will be sharing in every moment of this. It’s not as bad as if someone else was involved, someone who couldn’t keep up with those who had their performance enhanced. Neither of them can keep their wits about them, and even the Doctor can’t come up with any sort of strategy for handling this. It’s all so intense, so incredible, and he soon finds himself right on the edge once more.
Blaze is hitting that peak alongside him, and the two are lost in the throes of pleasure once more. The Doctor doesn’t pull out of her this time, either, letting his passion spill inside of her all over again. Feeling that rush of heat, filling her up so deeply, Blaze comes even harder. She cries out, throwing her head back once again, as the Doctor leans in and bites at her neck. The intense desire is too much for both of them, and yet, even after they finish there seems to be no end in sight.
The Doctor pushes Blaze up off of him, finding that he’s still just as hard, just as eager for more. This stimulant that Aak has made is truly impressive, thought not really ideal for getting any work done once the side effects start to kick in. The Doctor pushes Blaze over his desk, forcing his way back into her from behind.
“Fuck me, harder!” Blaze whines out, as she feels the Doctor shove right back into her. She doesn’t resist him, and by now, she can’t imagine going even a moment without him filling her. The desire that fills her is taking everything else over, it’s all she can think about, all she wants. Her body burns with her desire, and she can feel her blood boiling hotter and hotter. “You feel so good!”
“I won’t stop,” the Doctor grunts, picking up the pace, using Blaze to satisfy his own burning desires. This is mutually beneficial, with each of them doing what they can to get the bliss they crave with every fiber of their being. It’s going to be interesting, seeing how the sparks settle when all of this is done. But for now, neither the Doctor nor Blaze can do anything but lose themselves to sheer passion.
The Doctor grunts, using Blaze’s tail as a handle to fuck even deeper into her, feeling the way her eager cunt clamps down his cock, feeling the way she squeezes him and grinds back on him. He grabs her hip with his free hand, gritting his teeth as he picks up the pace even further. No part of him is in control now, fucking her with nothing less than pure desire and instinct, His body is calling the shots right now, his mind is elsewhere.
He can’t stop, won’t stop, not when Blaze feels this amazing, not when every word that makes it out of her mouth is her begging for more, begging for him to keep going, desperately hoping he never stops. It’s enough to make him want to keep this up forever, to make him want to never, ever stop. He can only do so much, even with the drug that’s coursing through him now, but that’s still the only thought on his mind right now.
He picks up the pace further, slamming his hips into her, letting Blaze feel every ounce of his passion for her. Her tail curls around his hand, as she cries out louder and louder, feeling him slam deep inside of her time and time again. It’s all so good, and she can feel her mind melting from the sheer bliss that his thrusts offer her. She’s drunk off this pleasure, unable to think straight, unable to do anything but take all he has to offer.
The Doctor is in control now, as much as anyone can be when passions surge this high, and she loves it. She loves the way he slams into her, the way his thighs hit against her ass with each deep thrust, and she just wants to let him use her like this for as long as he can last. As much as he can do, as much as she can feel, she wants. Her mind is melting away, but that’s just fine by her. She can worry about coming back to her senses when all this is said and done, for now, she wants to melt. She wants to bask in this pleasure and feel as much of it as she can. She wants it to wash over her, to drown in it.
She whines out for more, her words coming out strained, hardly intelligible. If the Doctor weren’t so lost in his own passion, so deep in the same pleasure that drives her, there’s no way he could possibly understand her. As things are now, though, he feels her desire deep within his own body, and even her sounds that make no sense, her words that don’t quite string together, they echo his own desires and make perfect sense to him.
The way this burning heat has taken them both over, the way it has led them even deeper into this bliss… it’s all either of them could want, all they could ever need. The Doctor bucks his hips faster, harder. Even with the multiple orgasms he’s been through, his body seems able to keep going and going. Ordinarily, two would have been a limit for him. He’s never been able to keep going past that, to just keep going no matter how deeply the exhaustion of this sort of thing sets in… but now, he can’t do anything but keep this up.
He can’t stop himself from indulging in her, from doing all that he can to match her pleasure thrust for thrust. Blaze may have started this whole thing, coming on to him when her mind was not all that clear, but now they’re both so lost in this haze that there’s no turning back. It’s all so intense, and Blaze gazes back over her shoulder at the Doctor.
She can see the lust in her eyes, basically a reflection of her own, and it only adds to how much she wants this. She’s never felt so good, never been pushed so deeply into pleasure that she felt as though she was drowning, but she doesn’t know how she can turn back from that now. She can feel his passion, his desire for more, more, more, and she feels that desire deep within herself, as well. She doesn’t want to stop, she can’t stop, she just wants to be tied together with the Doctor until all of this runs its course.
For now, she can’t help but moan out for him.
“So deep, so hard,” she whines, her voice ringing out in the office.
“You’re incredible, Blaze,” the Doctor manages to grunt out, as he continues railing her over his desk, letting her feel how much he needs her. She whimpers, her body surging with more and more passion, the desire that each of them feel for one another making it difficult for her to think straight. She doesn’t know how she can keep this up, how this pleasure seems to have no end, but she’s not complaining. She wants to lose herself in this, to feel nothing less than the peak of bliss for as long as she can.
When the Doctor nears another peak, Blaze is right there with him. It’s all too much for her, and she knows there’s not going to be any hope of her easing back from this. It’s too much, hitting her all at once, and she knows the pleasure is going to take her over. It’s not a matter of if, it’s just when. She’s burning up with it, feeling it deep within her core, her heart, everything is surging out of control.
She grabs the edge of the desk, her knuckles white from her intense grip. This is all going to build, and build, like a fire left to its own devices with nothing but fuel around it. Blaze can’t hold back from yet another climax, screaming out for the Doctor as she comes yet again. He doesn’t do a thing to quiet her down, too lost in his own passions to care if the two of them are caught now.
It’s careless, sure, but there’s nothing in that head of his but the feeling of her body, the sensation of her walls clamping down around him in climax, desperate to milk him for all he’s got. The Doctor doesn’t deny her that, letting his seed erupt deep into Blaze for the third time. There’s no chance of him pulling out, no chance of him thinking clearly enough to try and hold back. She feels so amazing, so perfect that the thought of stopping this for even one moment is all but impossible to achieve.
When he finally comes down from that third climax, Blaze looks back at him, panting heavily.
“I think I’m almost through it,” she murmurs, feeling that heat within her finally start to die down a bit. Of course, having taken his dose a bit later, the Doctor is not in the same position as her. Even after another climax, he’s still hard, still driven to want more. Blaze rolls onto her back, looking up at him from his desk, and the Doctor can’t help but grab her legs.
“I’m not, not yet,” the Doctor murmurs, lifting them so they’re resting on his shoulders. Blaze yelps as he pulls her to the edge of his desk, papers and various items on his desk scattering from the rough movement. He slams into her once more, filling her for the fourth time, and Blaze can still feel the aftershocks of her pleasure. She might not be fully lost in the drug, as she was before, but that’s no reason for her not to enjoy this.
“Keep going, then, you can keep using me,” Blaze says, feeling him roughly slam into her. She remembers how he was at first, surprised but allowing her to use him, so there’s no need for her to shy away from him now. She can let him use her, the same way he was willing to let her use him. She feels his passion, her mind much clearer now, and she finds that it’s every bit as enjoyable when he slams into her. She moans out for him, reaching up to take his hands.
The Doctor squeezes them, their fingers intertwining, pulling himself deeper into her using their grip on one another. She can feel all of that passion flooding into her, even though her own arousal isn’t peaked by that added aphrodisiac effect. She’s lost in this pleasure, feeling every ounce of his passion, feeling him lose himself upon her.
She can feel each deep thrust, hitting her in her core, filling her with his heat and his passion. She moans up at him, watching him with half-lidded eyes, tired but in a state of sheer bliss. She doesn’t know what in the world was in that stuff, but some part of her wonders if she can’t get more. She wouldn’t mind doing this again, getting through another intense work out then being rewarded after the fact with something like this? It’s like a dream come true, and she can only hope the Doctor is enjoying it every bit as much as she is.
His thrusts grow more intense, more desperate, as the aphrodisiac burns brighter within him. The Doctor can’t hold back, pumping himself deeper into her, pushing Blaze against his desk with each deep thrust. With her legs lifted onto his shoulders, it’s easy for him to push himself, easy for him to move in deep with each thrust of his hips. Blaze is moaning out for him, far quieter now that she has some level of control over her emotions, but still just as lost in the bliss that comes from being with him. She didn’t know she could feel this good, didn’t know that he would be such an intense lover. But she wants more, more of him, more of this.
She can feel her blood still boiling from her pleasure, even without that stimulant boosting everything she feels. She knows the Doctor must be lost in his passion, feeling each deep thrust add to his growing pleasure, and she wants him to know that he doesn’t need to hold back.
“You can go as hard as you need to,” she gasps out. “I’m tough, so don’t worry about me. I can take anything you can dish out.”
The Doctor welcomes this, grunting from the effort of meeting such an offer. Sure, he’s not the most powerful in the world, he’s nothing compared to most of the Operators he helps command and guide through battle, but that doesn’t mean he can’t put up a decent effort when pounding into Blaze. He can certainly feel the limits of his body, though, knowing there’s only so much he can do before he’s exhausted.
Right now, really the only thing keeping him going is the stimulant he took in the first place. There’s little doubt he would have passed out by now otherwise, his body unable to keep up with all he’s been doing to satisfy Blaze and himself. It won’t be much longer now, he can kind of feel the intense desires fading out, bit by bit, making way for more clarity. But that doesn’t stop him from clinging to that desire, wanting to bask in it for as long as he can. He doesn’t want this to end, doesn’t want to stop indulging in this perfect pleasure with Blaze.
The Doctor is aware enough of himself now to pace his thrusts, putting his all into each one, but he tries to slow down enough to make it last. He bottoms out deep within Blaze with each thrust, pushing her against the desk, and he clings to her hands that much tighter. Blaze moans out for him, squeezing his hands as she feels her pleasure surging. With the way he fucks her, the way he keeps moving even when she can tell he’s nearing his limit, she just wants to bask in this pleasure forever.
He doesn’t manage to keep his slow but steady pace for long, even though he desperately wants to keep this going for as long as he can. There’s only so long he can resist his desires, and even with the effects fading a bit, it’s not easy to control himself. He picks his pace back up, furiously pounding into Blaze, feeling her near the edge. She gets tighter around him once more, her body clenching up, biting her lip as she looks at him.
“Ah, I’m so close, Doc, please,” she whines out, unable to hold back from her own desires. This urges him on, making him pick up his pace even a little bit more, pushing himself to the very limit of what he can do. He can only keep this pace up for about half a minute, desperately furiously bucking into her, and then he’s there. He’s coming once more, pushing Blaze into yet another climax of her own. The two are lost in that mutual pleasure once more, each trembling and shaking as they come down from it.
When all is said and done, the Doctor falls forward, his body landing on Blaze, and she wraps her arms around him.
“That was amazing,” she murmurs, her face flushed. She’s aware of herself now, enough so that she can feel a bit embarrassed for just how far the two of them went. But that’s not enough to make her regret it. She doesn’t regret a single second of all of that, though she’s not sure if she would have tried that stimulant with a proper warning.
As for her lover, she looks at him, noting that he’s fully passed out against her.
“Ah, asleep, huh?” Blaze says, chuckling as she talks to herself. It wouldn’t be the first time the Doctor had pushed himself too hard in his office and fallen asleep on her watch, though she can’t deny he usually gets a lot more work done in the process… she carefully pushes herself up, lifting the Doctor as she does, moving him onto the couch in his office and sighing. “Now what am I going to do with you?”
She doesn’t know if she should carry him back to his room, or if she should just wait it out and see when he comes back to. For now, however, she needs to clean herself up. On top of her sweat from her earlier workout, the Doctor really did a number on her, and she can feel his seed coming back out of her from their most recent round. She goes about fixing herself up, thinking that she definitely wants to try and do this again. As soon as she can, in fact.