#medic being medic but with unchecked power :3c

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Extensive Training💉🥪

(Captain Medic! AU)

(HeavyMedic oneshot)

(Suggestive / slight nsfw / toxic power imbalance / medic is down bad)

(Medic - Ludwig

OC Heavy - Ivan)

Location: Red base / outside back patio

“Impressive.” Ludwig bashfully muttered. The doctor was sat with his legs crossed and clipboard in hand. Checking off his personal list of criteria his new teammate had to meet. Ludwig was slowly bobbing up and down in his current “seat”. The rookie Heavy underneath him was currently doing a set of pushups with the doctor sat on his back. Ivan began doing one armed push-ups towards the end of his set. In hopes of impressing his new captain. Ludwig’s eyes widened, scribbling something down onto his clipboard. Inevitably, Ivan had finished up the final set of push-ups he was given. Ludwig quickly hopped off the Russian’s back.

“Good job mein friend.” Ludwig boasted with a bashful grin. Ivan slowly got back up onto his two feet.

“Thank you. Did I pass test?” Ivan asked while readjusting his fur hat. Considering the doctor’s flirtatious and giddy demeanor, he assumed he would passed the test with flying colors. Ludwig quickly set down his clipboard onto a wooden table nearby.

“Yes. As expected, you did wonderful.” Ludwig praised with a chipper grin. Ivan perked up with a wide smile himself. The peppy doctor took a step closer towards him, gently caressing his arm. Ivan gazed down at the captain’s gloved hand, then back up to the German’s eyes.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to other Heavy?” Ivan curiously asked. All the man knew was that he was a replacement, he never got a reason why. Ludwig’s chipper smile suddenly faded. He had expected that dreaded question to come up eventually. Ludwig took a deep breath before replying.

“He ended up being a traitor.” Ludwig shyly admitted. It’s as if the doctor shrunk down in size, now displaying an anxious demeanor. Ivan was visibly taken back by that answer.

“If it’s not confidential, may I ask why?” Ivan asked even further.

“…We caught him smuggling our resources to the enemy.” Ludwig confessed while nervously adjusting his glasses. The doctor sadly gazed over at the snowy wooded area not too far from them.

“I see.” Ivan replied with a small frown. Ludwig was visibly distressed but regardless he kept his composure. Ivan comforted him by reaching a hand out to gently caress his shoulder. The doctor perked up at the sudden touch. His eyes lingered over to the Russian’s large fingers for a few silent moments. Quietly admiring Ivan’s large, veiny hands. Lewdly imagining all sorts of crude uses for them.

‘Dummkopf! Are you seriously going to rebound with the next available Heavy in your proximity?!

‘Duh! Don’t listen to him. You and I both know exactly what you want.

Just go for it.’

Those two familiar voices had rung throughout Ludwig’s mind. The doctor bashfully rubbed the back of his neck before speaking.

“Enough about that, your test scores deserve a celebration.” Ludwig quickly averted. Playfully patting the Russian’s front coat pocket with his gloved hand.

“Does doctor drink?” Ivan suggested while tilting his head. Ludwig snickered.

“Well yes…but I had something else in mind. Something more…private.” Ludwig flirtatiously suggested while gently caressing the Russian’s fur coat trim. Ivan shyly stood there looking slightly confused.

“Follow me.” Ludwig quickly ordered. Leading Ivan back inside of the warm base. Both men eagerly walked past the kitchen, down the hallway and over towards the doctor’s office. Coincidentally, the Medic’s office was connected to his master bedroom. Once inside, Ludwig quickly put up a paper cover over the office door’s small window. He then grabbed a hold of the Russian’s hand and dragged him along over towards the door connecting to his bedroom. Ivan anxiously stumbled inside. Ludwig shut and locked the door behind them both. Finally realizing what the doctor had been insinuating all this time. Ivan anxiously scanned the German’s large, neatly decorated room. Being the team captain certainly had it’s perks. The sound of the captain’s gold medals jingling caused Ivan to glance back at Ludwig. Noticing the doctor had began stripping himself of his lab coat, gloves and hat.

“Don’t be shy. Go on, have a seat.” Ludwig kindly offered while gesturing over to his bed. Ivan anxiously sat down on the edge of the captain’s bed. The flustered Russian swiftly took off his snow goggles to get a better look at the show in front of him. Watching Ludwig slowly peel off his fitted sweater. Along with both of his boots, he tossed his garments into a pile on the floor beside him. Ivan sat there in awe of his superior’s bare skin. Ludwig took a few steps closer, now stood in between the Russian’s spread knees.

“Could you help me with mein belt?” Ludwig flirtatiously asked while tilting his head to the side. Ivan eagerly nodded and began unbuckling the doctor’s belt. Allowing the leather strap to slide out from his hands and onto the floor. Ludwig quickly unbuttoned his pants and shimmied them off both of his legs. Leaving him in nothing but black socks, garters and briefs.

“What happens now?” Ivan asked bashfully. Before responding, the salacious doctor swiftly got down onto both of his knees. Reaching up to grab at the Russian’s belt buckle.

“Extensive training.” Ludwig devilishly replied before unwrapping his new plaything.