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"Hector? Can I come in?" You asked while knocking on the door. You hear some stumbling as it sounds like hector ran to the other side of the attic in fear of keeping you waiting before he opens up the door. "My love! Is something the matter?" Hector questions, looking you up and down to try and see why you came to visit all of a sudden, before he notices a small bottle and a syringe in your hand. "That's your testosterone, correct? Isn't today when you usually take your weekly dose?" He feigns wondering this, as Hector already has your entire routine memorized even before you two began dating.
"It is, I had been wanting to ask you about something, can I come in?" "Of course my beauty," Hector says as the two of you enter the attic and sit down near Hector's HVAC unit. "Was there an issue with your HRT? I know it was very difficult for you to get a hold of, the nerve of them.." he mumbles off before you can interrupt, "No it's not that! I was actually wondering if you could give me my shot for me." you said nervously, no longer being able to meet his gaze out of embarrassment. Hector pauses for a few seconds before fully registering what you asked, "Wait me? Really? You, you would trust me enough to do that? I mean yes of course, you know that ensuring your comfort will always be my first and only priority, but why?" He rambled off. "So.. uh... I've actually always been pretty heavily into medplay and stuff like that so.." you said nervously while grinning to yourself. "Oh. Ohh." Hector said while starting to blush, "Then of course my love, just give me time to prepare."
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"Hector, you've read the instructions five times already, I think you should be good." you said while chuckling, "I know! I merely wish to be safe, I should be ready now." Hector began to walk over to the old dining table the two of you had dragged over from the pile of discarded furniture in the attic, which you were now sitting on while licking your feet back and forth in excitement. "If you could lay down my love, it is time for us to begin." You nod eagerly and he places a hand on your chest to gently lower you down onto your back, flat on the table. He then grabs your hand and starts to bend your wrist back, pulling it over the corner of the table, causing a small whimper to emerge from your lips. "That sensitive already?" he chuckled before placing a kiss on the inside of your wrist, sending a shiver up your spine. Seeing your flushed face as you struggled to come up with any sort of response, Hector continued what he was doing and took the ties borrowed from your closet that the two of you prepared earlier and tightened it around the small of your wrist, tying it just tight enough to hurt to the table leg. He then went around and secured the rest of your limbs to the table's corners and took a beat to admire the sight of you bound in place, squirming impatiently and staring at himself longingly.
Hector then picked up the testosterone and pricked the lid open with the needle, pulling every drop into the syringe. "Are you ready for your treatment, my beauty?" he asked while giving you a teasing smirk as you rapidly nodded yes to your boyfriend. Hector lowered himself down to your right thigh and lifted up the leg of your shorts, exposing your goosebumped skin to the cold of the attic. He cleaned the injection spot tediously with the stinging disinfectant before at last approaching with the syringe. He gently pierced it deep into your skin, soliciting a moan out of you as you struggled to move back and forth before feeling Hector suddenly held your stomach down with his free hand. "Hold still my muse, do not make this harder than it needs to be," he said as you managed to calm down, "There you go, that's a good boy." He teased before finally injecting your testosterone agonizingly slowly. Once finished, he pulled the needle out from your thigh and looked you over as a lovely, coughing for breath, thing.
Hector went around the table and gently untied you from your posts, lifting you up to a sitting position, "Thank you for trusting me with this, my love." he smiled at you, "Y yeah of course, thanks for agreeing to something like this." "Of course, anything for your happiness." The two of you moved down to the basement floor and sat next to each other, leaning on eachother and talking about nothing important for the rest of the evening.