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✧ ━━ sobriety, rindou haitani.

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FOR A FAIR DEAL OF FUCKING BEHIND RAN'S BACK, y/n's pupils dilated everywhere inside the condominium where Rindou Haitani instructed her to come. The lights were off except for those from the bathroom, and with the sound of the water gushing through, she thought that the latter must've taken a bath first before everything else.

As she was seated on the bed, her fingers fidgeted on one another, and with the aid of the moon's lucid luster skimming through the window's dim blinds, it didn't take a minute until she saw Rindou came out fresh from the mist of his shower with only a towel veiling his bottom extremity, his tattoo peeked young on her eyes that she can't help but swallow the forming barricade inside her throat when she looked up staring from the beguiling ink covering half of his skin and his wisteria-hued eyes was already peering right through her.

"You're early? Quick enough for me to think that you're excited, aren't you?" Rindou ghosted a chuckle, hands busy drying up his lavender tresses whilst looking solemnly at her. His gazes were leering, somewhat raging in between but y/n didn't pay that any heed.

"You texted me, Rin. You said you're fucked up right now and you need someone for solace. That's why I'm here to console you or bring you outside if you want to. For comfort, I mean." Y/n smiled at him, it soon vanished when she looked at how Rindou just peered away from her. It was as if her gazes and words seared his eyes and ears that he immediately evaded looking at her, and somehow, it pained her.

"Can you say that to me if my brother is watching?" He asked, a glimpse of affliction embedded in his timber that it had y/n straightening up on her seat the moment he queried those. That feat of his was unusual and it felt like y/n's lips felt tightly pressed for her to even speak.

"You know he'll never forgive you, Rin. But I can't afford to lose you either. That's why we're hiding, right?" She blinked at him.

L/n y/n is Ran Haitani's bestest friend, the girl he can never ever pave way for 'just' any man to shoot their shot, the girl he cherishes more than his extravagant Saint Laurents and Mont Blancs, which is pretty unusual for someone who's label only lies at the lowest yet, unbeknownst to him that his own little brother had already shot inside her multiple times, no condoms on at that even though he's just her boyfriend for now.

"If my brother knows just what kind of relationship we have-."

"He woulda never know 'til you tell him or I tell him. Let's say we're lowkey, yeah? And what is it that you exactly need?" Y/n cut him off, unable to contain the bearings of having Ran beating up his younger brother just because he decided to make a move on her. She fell in love as well and nobody was to blame for that, all they need is to let things cool down before admitting - that can certainly wait.

The younger Haitani just chuckled as he looked back to her who's just sitting by the edge of his bed, his feet moved to near himself towards where she is and when he's just a ruler away from her, he knelt down, matching the height of his face with hers.

"Let's make love again," Rindou smiled, "Can we?"

"You smell like liquor. Did you drink?" Y/n asked him, her palm flew to stroke his tresses until she found his nape, "You've always been a bad boy, Rin. I told you to keep drinks prohibited here. But go, tell me what you want."

"For sobriety. I need you to sober me up, baby. Please." He whispered before gently pushing her body on the soft tresses of his bed, climbing on top of her, he found himself heaving for breath when it didn't take that long for her to bare herself below him until she's wearing nothing but the necklace he gave her when their first anniversary happened.

Licking his canine teeth, Rindou dove down between the plush of her thighs before wasting no time to stick his tongue out and ravish her clit all over his taste buds, twirling his tongue all around the sensuous bud whilst making her palms flail to pull his tresses and have her repeatedly calling out only for his name.

Chin doused in her cum, Rindou had her begging for his mercy but gave her none as he thrusted a finger inside her, adding it with another and another before pounding all of it in a perfect rhythm. He made sure to scrape his pads on that one spot that had her hips buckling up all whilst not stopping on overlapping his tongue all over her clit even when he already felt her cum two times in a row.

Eating her isn't the least bit enough to satiate his thirst but hearing her beg and beg for more and more even though her legs were already quivering from the sear, Rindou swore his concupiscence just heightened every single minute. And with one last thrust, y/n squirted all over the sheets, had Rindou amazed from the view whilst she immediately covered her face in embarrassment.

"T-tell me, what more do you want?" Y/n asked, eyes straight to the latter even though the embarrassment of squirting hasn't subsided yet. But then again, after seeing the glint of mischief inside Rindou's eyes as he was hovering himself above her, she can't help but let him do her more.

It seemed to her that he wants to do something unforeseen and since their second anniversary is nearing anyways, she'll grant it for the man who wholeheartedly gave her not only his whole world but everything in him.

"Play any music you'd like and I'll thrust in every beat." In the side of Rindou's lips itched a grin that made thrills crept and shrilled within the crest of her body.

And while biting the insides of her lip, she answered, "Play 'Come by WhoKilledXIX'."

Rindou nodded before standing up to set his player. He quickly searched for the song she said she wants and he felt like his breathing knocked off of his lungs when the introverse sounded like he'll broke her hips after a minute of following the beats yet, he still put the music on-repeat before setting up a bluetooth remote to control it's volume and speed. After those, a smirk carved in his lips as he looked back and showed off the remote.

There, Rindou spared no second to hover himself on top of her again, kiss her body all over, nip her skin, glorify her body until all the room's vertices heard is her wanton mewls accompanied with how he matched his thrust in the speedy beat of the music. Every pound he made illicited a one raunchy moan of his name from her lips, matching it with his hefty breaths and calls of how she's making him feel so good whilst he's fucking her from behind.

"Rindou...!" Y/n heaved for air, face pushed down on the comforters of Rindou's bed as she was placed on all fours with the latter pivoting his hips back and forth behind her, his palm slipped beside her waist so he can rub her clit all whilst he's thrusting - the feat earned another prolonged moan from her lips.

The sound of her cunt continuously swallowing Rindou's cock resonated around the room, adding more concupiscence inside her that she swore she saw heaven every time he buried himself inside her - balls deep, not giving her any momentum to breath and regain her sanity up to the extent that she felt like her ears had gone deaf from the beats.

"Fuck, baby. Cum for me." Rindou smirked to himself as he increased the speed of the music using the remote, following it with how his thrust fastened to match the speed of the brisk beat, eliciting another suppressed moan from the lady who felt her cunt was about to split into two as the way Rindou's cock pulled in and out of her was too heavenly for her to bear, adding it with his fingers frolicking on her clit.

Pulling her body up for a full nelson, her back resting on his chest, Rindou again didn't waste any time to follow and move in sync with the music's beat. He thrusted briskly inside her, their slick helped the two of them to glide smoothly against one another, the resonance of their skin slapping is all that y/n heard when the knot inside her stomach untied, and she came all over his cock.

"Fucking good girl but prepare yourself..." Rindou grunted, placing her again on all fours while grabbing her breast from the back, "We're not done yet."

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[qiiuusoup-xo]

✧ ━━ secret lesson, hanma shuji.

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"Let's go for the basics today. Starting from the common illnesses and genitalias, you should never forget this," He started off before wearing his pair of clear glasses whilst wandering around his office to pick the books that are related for today's lesson, "One wrong answer, you'll strip a clothing out of your body."

Your eyes widened upon harkening his words, your knuckles just above your lap held your coat tautly as your gaping figure directed immediately behind you because that is where you heard Hanma. And you slightly yelp when the broadness of his clothed pelvis greeted you the moment that you turned back at him.

"Calm down." He clicked his tongue, leaving his spot with you following his behest.

This should've been nothing unusual because the last lesson you did with him had no remorse either. He damn made you walk along the hospital's corridors without wearing any undergarments behind your sundress and coat - honestly, it's humiliating you to do such request but then again, this is your punishment for being so neglectful about the study.

"Don't you still remember me, Doctor L/n?" He asked and you shrugged discreetly, befuddled by his sudden query if you knew him or not. This isn't the first time that he asked about that because yesterday, he also blabbered about you being his tutor back in College when you actually have no ostensive memory of that.

What the hell is up with the sire you respect the most? That's your only question.

"Ready for the questions, Doctor L/n?" He asked, you nodded even though you do have second dithers in following today's commands of his. No, you have zero problems about him seeing you naked because he's a professional already and it's not like he haven't already seen you naked once when you slept with him after drinking so much.

Yes, you did slept with him once but you have no memory of whatever the hell happened back then. Even though you knew that he saw your body because you woke up in the same sheets as him, you're still inept in distinguishing if something really happened that night - it honestly just have no importance for you either way.

C'mon. You thought to yourself once that you're basically a goner after being declared as one of the worst ever doctors to exist in the district. It's the biggest humiliation tainted alongside your name and this is going to be nothing different from that. If you answer wrongly, you're going to strip one clothing of yours and that's it.

"If blood circulation to the heart was interrupted during the process, what will happen to the host?" Hanma started, making you blink with your mind immediately going blank on his query. Your thoughts abruptly subsided, transfixing you to forget what the hell is that and there's no way you can remember with such tranquil considering that the ambiance around the office is eerie and heavy. There's no thinking deep with this kind of atmosphere.

"It's the easiest, Doctor L/n." He soughed heavily but then had his eyebrows cinching when you undo your coat upon not remembering the answer to his simple question. God- even highschoolers can answer it so easily and you - an already licensed doctor acting as an intern student of Hanma - have no idea about it?

"You're kidding me, right? It's heart attack. It's the most basics out of the basic." His voice irked in aversion whilst he's ambling nigher his table to take a seat in front of you. He didn't bother stopping to make you study a bit and just continued on with his questions.

"The temperature of a poisoned host." He queried, making you thin your lip when you felt that the answer's already at the bottom of your tongue yet you can't quite grasp it.

"High temperature of fourty-eight degrees celcius or one-hundred point six farenheit...?" Your voice faded as you saw his eyes slowly rolled over upon hearing your retort. It's evident that you got it wrong again and you have no possible choice but to slowly undo your ID.

It's such an unlucky day because you have no necklace, braces, earrings or even watch around your body right now because of how abrupt you set yourself this morning.

"Code Red means?"

"Code Red..."

You don't know. And that caused for your white polo to fall out of your body, revealing the nude-colored bralette and you tidy chest on Hanma's view. But he reacted the same nonchalance about it, not like he's not that enigmatic to ponder around your breast.

"How much centimeters do childbirth dilates?"

"T-twenty?" You stuttered along your statements and again, causing you your pants and leaving you half naked in his eyes. Only your bralette together with your panties remained and you still have a dozens of question to answer. What more will you even strip if you're fully bared?

"Wrong."

"Wrong."

"Wrong."

And you were left with nothing after three consecutive wrong answers. You were stark-naked in from of him now, nothing veiled you off from the coldness of his office as your whole skin were exposed in Hanma's dimmed eyes.

To your flabbergast, he held his stethoscope and came to near himself towards where you are only to measure how brisk your heartbeat is. Placing the earpiece on his ear, he put the tool's bell on your breast, it's algidness grazed on your stiff nipple, immediately making your let out a ragged breathing from the burn.

And your thighs even tensed more towards each other when Hanma dropped the stethoscope on your mons, it's frigid cold sense made your lips and pussy quiver.

"A pussy beats, right? Let me measure." Shuji staidly said whilst parting your legs to place himself amidst it, his hands went on to place his tool directly above your cunt, earning a loud mewl from you as it's coldness pierced through your skin.

"S-Sir..."

"Keep quiet." Hanma darted you a perceptive glower as he listened to how fast that "beat" your pussy lets out. To your anticipation, a roguish smirk appeared in his face when he came to dart your lewd expression a glance, seemed like a frolic idea entered in his thoughts and you're wary that it will do you no good.

Clicking his tongue, he removed the stethoscope's earpiece off of his ears before putting it in yours without removing the bell end on top of your pussy's mons and you would lie if you said you couldn't hear your own cunt's beats the moment that he placed the earpiece more comfortably for you to hearken.

"Count how many beats your pussy makes while I'm fucking you using my fingers only." Hanma smirked and grabbed the nearest white gloves he has. Is this what doctors usually do?

No, this isn't a doctor's job nor do they do this usually but Hanma Shuji without his title of a doctor is a diverse and completely different type of person, you know that.

His warm hands landed on your inner thighs, moving to spread your legs further each other and you threw your head back on the seat's headboard when Hanma didn't gave you any momentum to relax as he inserted two of his fingers inside your already drenched cunt, moving it back and forth whilst curling his fingers to hit that spot just below your clit, earning the most obscure wanton mewls from you.

Shuji easily grazed the pads of his fingertips on that seemingly soft spot of your walls and without halting in his stride, his other hand held your hips in position whilst the other one inside you started moving more rough, deep, and hard, knuckles deep in each pivot of his palms and again, making you moan loudly from the constant gush of pleasure.

"S-Sir...!" You called out, looking down on how his fingers would disappear everytime he pushes and pulls back in. The plastic texture of the gloves and the slickness of your cunt aided him to go faster than his usual momentum, causing for your throat to subdue in aridity for letting out numerous amounts of moans.

"Count." He commanded, his pitch is dark and you followed him whilst keeping your hand still on the stem of the stethoscope, not letting the bell fell off of your mons.

"O-one..." Your lips parted after the first count when Hanma's thumb moved to rub your clit together with how fast he thrusted his middle and ring finger inside your hole. Your e/c eyes landed on his orange ones and upon seeing how his expression dimmed the moment you stopped counting, your breathing hitched.

"T-two...!" You yelped loudly when he scissored his fingers inside you whilst his other hand flew to catch your breast, kneading it in the same momentum of his thrust. His fingers then moved to pinch nd tweak your hardened nub roughly, making your eyes crossed from the delectation of his fingers fucking your body into oblivion.

But much to your dissatisfaction, he pulled out both of his hands before you could even feel a knot built up inside your stomach and mons. You were about to complain about it yet all that greeted your neck is a scalpel that he grabbed from the pocket of his coat.

"You failed to count. Stand up and lie down on my table now. You're going to earn a more dangerous," He paused, showing you his obscure tattoo where his next words are painted, "punishment."

idea from an unpublished book of mine entitled 'secret lesson'. <3