#whale satan

[journey-to-the-attic]

forgot to post this but the fnaf movie was a lot of fun!!

[no-light-left-on]

I adore each and every post-doto fic where the now-human Outsider just waltzes into the Tower and simply moves in

just imagine working at the Tower, your employer likes to sneak out at night to run about with her definitely-not-father, you somehow survived the witch coup and when things finally start looking up, the lord protector and his protégé (who is certainly not related to him by blood) suddenly welcome in a boy of indiscernible age who somehow manages to look more pathetic than a wet kitten, but the lord protector and the empress instantly take a liking to him, come up with half-cohesive stories about his origins that you choose not to pay attention to, just like you don’t pay attention to the two of them covering their left hands at all times. and then a couple days, maybe weeks pass, and the lord protector seems to smile more, and the bed of the guest of honor is always made even though he Insists that he sleeps  in it and you have to move on with your life and pretend that the lord protector isn’t fucking his daughter’s new friend

[lunar-orca]

diverse tattoo designs ive made

[gifti3]

I dreamed solmare was trying a new thing where you had to pull two seperate banner cards, one for satan and one lucifer, to unlock a conversation between them about cats

[snekdood]

Dude.. my ex boyfriend totally did get me into conspiracy theory shit, even if unintentionally (i think its intentional im sure he believed in that shit. Would not surprise me at all.) At the time i was already pretty isolated from anyone online who mightve countered any of my dumb spiritual or alien related beliefs because of some dumb shit i said online making most of the friends and followers i made online generally avoid me, depending on who it was. I was just a regular pagan and then he showed me this weird video with all this weird conspiracy theory symbolism in it. I looked it up later on and looked up the meaning of the symbolism and came across a whole bunch of stuff posing itself as Secret Information The US Govt Doesnt Want You To Know About, etc. And then i just fell deeper into the conspiracy theory pipeline, traded my paganism for new age beliefs, and goddamn dude. Like we both got suspended from school bc he had a dumb idea to dumb shit there and i spent my time in detention fucking. Trying to read "the emerald tablets" or whatever tf. Its all coming back to me rn.

[wanderingnork]

The Outsider for blorbo bingo please!!

BINGO

[romanian-spaceboy]

There's also the 50% in which the humans are so so beautiful and like giants. And the 50% in which the monsters from space are just innocent creatures trying to communicate. Or the 50% in which the monsters from space are literally Satan.

And yes the percentages don't need to add up, don't apply logic to Who.

50% of doctor who is "the humans are the real monsters and 50% of it is "the monsters with lasers are the real monsters" and you literally never know which one you're gonna get until you get it!

[subtlesolitude-tailoredtaste]

Shoutout all Tigray genocide propagandists. Shoutout all African diaspora hypocrites.

A hopeless continent. Shoutout colonist imperialist conquerors, y’all had/have an unbeatable divide and conquer tactic with a rich with resources poor with humanity continent/ regions.

Shoutout social media for showing ppls asses. On God, grateful forever regardless.

[blushouyo]

happy bday lucifer 😘

[beelsbignaturals]

Unhinged Dates with the Obey Me Cast.

AN: This was just a silly haha but I had way too much fun with it. It was supposed to be one line each...

Leviathan takes you to go see a whale fall in person. He uses magic so you don't die, obvi, but come on guys!!! Whale fall!!!

Barbatos will take you back in time to witness some of his favorite historical events. You can have a picnic while watching Pompeii from a safe distance.

Satan takes you to a real murder mystery party. Someone sold their soul to him and it's time to collect. Why not make a date of it and kill the poor fool at their own party?

Asmodeus takes you out for the Elizabeth Bathory spa treatment. Virgin blood does wonders for your complexion!

Belphegor will pull a Freddy Kruger and take you with him to haunt some poor shmuck's dreams.

Lucifer is a classy guy. You can sip demonus while watching a Shakespeare reenactment of your choice. When a character dies, so does the actor! Don't worry, love. It's just the souls of the damned. Part of their punishment, y'know?

Beelzebub takes you to a restaurant that used to be all the rage before it was shut down just prior to the exchange program. But the locals kicked up such a fuss it reopened. Just... ignore the fact the menu looks like something the Sawyer family would be offering.

Mammon had a phase where he was really into jumping off of buildings. If you find old Devilgram pics of him divebombing the ground before flying off at the last minute and give your best puppy dog eyes, I'm sure Mammon would be delighted to hold you close as he indulges in an old pass time!

Diavolo will let you join while he sentences souls to damnation. As his future co-monarch, it's your right to learn about the ins and outs of the kingdom. You can even wear a crown made of bones if you want!

[1941-crowley-slut]

*Slams fist on table*

I. AM VERY DISAPPOINTED IN THIS FANDOM. YOU HAVE ALL FAILED TO MEET MY EXPECTATIONS.

HOW ABSOLUTELY D A R E YOU KEEP IGNORING WHAT A BIG ANIMAL LOVER CROWLEY IS.

WHAT ABOUT THE DUCKS HE CARES SO MUCH FOR LIKE THE GOOD DUCK DAD HE IS!!! WHAT ABOUT THE LITTLE DOLPHIN AND WHALE FACTS HE KNOWS!!! WHAT ABOUT THE RANDOM DUCK REFERENCES!!! THE NIGHTINGALES!!! HE IS A SNAKE FOR SATAN'S SAKE!!! WHY IS HE BEING SILENCED ON THIS!!!

DISAPPOINTING!!!

Addition: THE GOATS! THE GOATS!!!!!!!

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Okay hear me out!

(I haven't done this in a while or posted at all in a while but I missed it here and work is sucking my soul out so I'm gonna try to be here more regularly🤞🏻)

The animals in the aquariam event can all be somewhat connected to the characters they were partnered with right?

1.) Lucifer - Orca

Majestic af - Sadistic bastards

2.) Mammon - Shark

Dangerous but also not as much of an asshole as they're made out to be

3.) Levi - Jellyfish

Jellyfish - remind me of LED lights

LED lights - remind me of gamer rooms

Gamer rooms- remind me of Levi

4.) Satan - Catshark

I mean....it's in the name.....

5.) Asmo - Dolphin

Cute but not as sweet as they're made out to be

6.) Beel - Octopus

7.) Belphie - Squid

• Looks kinda mean but actually pretty friendly & adorable to the people they become close with

• I don't know.... as a kid though I always thought of squids as the evil twin of the octopus? even though their generally bigger/rounder eyes make them look cuter

8.) Diavolo - Whale

9.) Barbatos- Oarfish

• Gentle Giants (any actual harm caused is less because of genuine malicious intent and more because they're just that powerful)

• Weird & Mysterious. Gives the vibe of being ancient. Possibly witnessed the birth of the universe. Probably recites prophecies in tongues.

9.) Simeon - Manta Ray

10.) Luke - Penguin

• Do other fish look at manta rays and think they're angels?

• Cute & Cuddly (boys. cute & cuddly.)

11.) Solomon - Polar Bear

The only mammal on the list that can actually live on land = the only human. White colour scheme. Looks friendly & approachable, can brutally murder you.

And here's the "Hear Me Out!" part:

12.) MC - Spotted Seal

• Mammal that can live on land but is most suited for swimming in the water = can live in the human world but functions at their highest potential in the Devildom

• MC canonically has big, puppy dog eyes

• MC canonically is objectively cute

• Kinda dopey on land = passes as an overall average human being in the human world.

• Hunts great in the sea = actually fucking built to survive in the Devildom and thrive there

• Additionally = the myth of selkies - creatures that can shapeshift between a seal & a human. There's been lot of canon evidence that MC is not fully human

[devildomwriter]

Their Aquarium Exhibits

Lucifer — Orca

Mammon — Sharks

Leviathan — Jellyfish

Satan — Cat Shark

Asmodeus — Dolphin

Beelzebub — Octopus

Belphegor — Squid

Solomon — Polar Bear

Simeon — Stingray

Luke — Penguin

Barbatos — Oarfish

Diavolo — Whale

[flaresemily]

Husband's Gods reaction to their wives getting stalked and how they deal with them :

Someone requested this...but I can't find the message to put it together...so here part 1 only. I will do part 2 later.

Hades :

Lately he noticed that you have been paranoid about every single thing. Like EVERY SINGLE THING.

So, he decided to confront you about it.

“My dear? Can we talk?”

You flinch at his voice.

“Y-yes why?”

“You seem paranoid?” He walks closer to you and hugs you.

You started to cry. Startling him in the process. “Darling what's wrong?”

You proceed to tell him everything like, everything about your feeling of being stalked.

He was very quiet. “Very well then…shall we take a walk?”

You look at him weirdly. As he guides you to the sea (near Poseidon's place) he silently smirks.

You just look at the sea with a calm face. Then, he excuses himself.

A random ‘god’ is watching you from afar. Holding his phone trying to take pictures of you.

Then, he felt a very dark aura behind him. As he turned his head. There stood hades being accompanied by Beelzebub.

“L-lord hades” the god stutters. “Well well…look who's here~”

Beelzebub just stands there watching. “Beelzebub took this God away! Do whatever you want! I will make sure Hermes erases his existence!!”

“Of course” Beelzebub 'smiles’ happily. I mean…he will have another specimen.

Then, Hades returns to your side smiling. You just look at him weirdly. A few days later he showers you with gifts and kisses and you don't feel stalked anymore.

Poseidon :

You wake up with a cold sweat. Quickly look around for your husband. And sadly you found him nowhere there.

You slowly get up holding your whale plushie (yes plushie) walking around the castle.

“Darling! Darling?” You called out to your husband. There, you saw a figure watching you from behind a pillar. You got goosebumps from it and quickly turned around only to bump into Proteus.

“Eh? Proteus?” you look at him. “My lady? What are you doing here?” “Proteus! Where's hubby! Ah I mean Poseidon!” Proteus laughs at your nickname to his master.

“Lord Poseidon is in the throne room. He's discussing something with the other lords.”

Hearing that, you quickly run to the throne room and barge in. Everyone was startled except Poseidon and hades. Poseidon lookup. You quickly jump into his embrace.

Crying and trembling silently. Your brother in law's all looking at you.

“What's wrong?” Poseidon rubs your back.

“I feel like someone is watching me…”

“....Proteus!! Search for him!! Now!” He orders all his servants.

They all scattered around and search for the suspicious man (according to them)

And they managed to find him. They drag him to Poseidon while you are sleeping on his lap.

Poseidon just glared at the man and sliced his head off…. just like that.

Proteus came in and cleaned the body making it look like nothing happened.

And you don't feel stalked anymore. You reward him with a kiss and cuddles.

Beelzebub :

You are knitting something when the babies kick. (You are pregnant with twins)

You are currently 6 months into your pregnancy.

You are used to being watched since Beelzebub is quite possessive towards you,since you survive Satan's curse.

Beelzebub puts a lot of CCTV to monitor you every time he's not around.

But this time…it just doesn't feel right. It was as if you were being watched by someone else. You slowly get up and make your way to your husband's laboratory.

As you gently open the door with the key cards Beel gave you. You can see him monitoring his new specimen. (The one hades give him)

As you slowly take your first step. Someone covers your mouth and drags you away from behind.

Your screams were muffled by the cloth that were stuffed inside your mouth. Tears running down your face. The unknown man turns out to be a female.

Aphrodite

You see Aphrodite really admires you since you are beautiful and apparently took a liken to you (not romantically).

She was smirking In front of you while holding a cup of tea. Apparently she asked one of her servants to kidnap you.

Even before she can open her mouth. The doors were kicked open. Beelzebub was very furious. Hades was behind him.

Aphrodite who saw this rolled her eyes and sigh.

“Fine…take her then,can't even let me have a good damn peace with her!” She stood up and walked out of the room.

Beelzebub quickly rushed to his wife and hugged her, taking out the cloth inside his wife's mouth and kissing her.

You were still stunned at the kiss. He gently picks you up and takes you back to the house. Hugging you and rubbing your stomach. Afraid that you will be kidnapped once again.

The End~

Might make part 2…probably will make but not now….that for sure

[meiliarotten]

Team Fortress 2 Kinktober Time Three: Return of the Kink

Day 13: Room Service (Bath Sex)

��MINORS DNI🔞

Pairings: Medic x Fem!Reader

Summary: Medic treats you to a surprise to make up for some past incidents (can be read as a sequel to the 27th chapter of my very first Kinktober series!)

Tags: Bath sex, fingering, oral, aftercare

Word Count: 3.5k

The Masterlist

The hotel elevator could not possibly be any slower. As if the fact that the staff had forgotten to stock your room with toiletries wasn’t enough, not to mention the non-existent room service. The phone in your room didn’t even ring when you tried to call the front desk. You had needed to go out to get some of the bare necessities. The bag of travel sized shampoo and conditioner felt heavy in your hand. Thankfully there was a convenience store just next door.

Finally the elevator arrived on your floor, and you reached your room, unlocking it with a click. You entered to find Medic reclined in a chair, reading a book, or rather, pretending to read a book. How did you know he was pretending? Well, Medic hadn’t packed any books on this trip, and the only one available in the hotel room was the Bible. You had a feeling that a man who had sold several souls to Satan wouldn’t have much use for such a thing.

“Ah, you’re back!” Medic said, tossing the religious text onto a nearby table without a care.

“Yeah, finally. That damn elevator…” you muttered a few curses to yourself.

“Oh, you poor thing.” Medic rushed forward, taking the bag from you. “Here, let me take this.”

You rolled your eyes. “Poor thing? That’s a bit much.”

Medic laughed, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sound. His joy was contagious. Even when the two of you were on the battlefield together, he could make you laugh alongside him. “I suppose that’s true. You are quite capable of dealing with such a minor inconvenience,” he said. You met Medic’s gaze. He was grinning, and his gaze was lit up with something you knew all too well.

“Oh no,” you said. “You’ve done something.”

Medic had the decency to look taken aback, albeit poorly. You knew him too well, and you knew that look. It was the same look he had when he told you about his exploits in sewing baboon uteruses into his colleagues. It was the same look he had when he transplanted a would-be mugger’s brain into a pumpkin. You probably would have also noticed that same look on his face as he performed your heart operation for the Ubercharge when you two had first met, but you were a bit distracted by the fact that one of your vital organs had just burst in his hands. It was a look that meant, ‘I know something you don’t know.’

“Perhaps I have,” Medic said, grinning even wider before clearing his throat. “I’ve planned a little something for you, liebe.”

“Really?” You were still suspicious. There was still a chance that this ‘little something’ might involve impromptu surgery.

“Since we spent our previous vacation days smuggling exotic animal organs-”

“Yes, I remember the whale liver,” you said. “Vividly.”

“Of course,” Medic said with a nervous laugh. “Well, I wanted to make it up to you.”

“Oh, is that so?” Medic didn’t respond, wordlessly leading you to the bathroom. Even though you had been assured that this was not an organ smuggling trip, part of you expected to see a basin full of viscera on ice behind the bathroom door. Instead, you were met with a jacuzzi tub filled with warm water and bubbles. Rose petals floated on the surface, dappling the soap foam with flecks of crimson. You picked one up, feeling it between your fingers. Sure enough, they were quite real.

“Well, liebchen?” Medic asked, motioning towards the scene before you. You were pleasantly surprised, to say the least, but unsure of what to say. After a bit of pondering you ultimately settled on a simple question.

“Where did you get real rose petals?”

“I borrowed them from Spy,” Medic said, looking very proud of himself. You gave him a skeptical look.

“Borrowed?”

His composure faltered with a nervous laugh. “Aheh- well, more like, borrowed without him knowing…”

You sighed. Medic had always been one to follow the ‘ask for forgiveness, not for permission’ philosophy. That usually applied when he was sewing baboon uteruses into unsuspecting men, however it apparently applied to petty rose petal theft as well. You also couldn’t help but wonder why the hell Spy just happened to have a stash of fresh rose petals ready to go in the middle of a war zone, but those were questions for later.

You kissed him suddenly. It was nothing more than a quick peck, but it succeeded in flustering Medic enough to make his cheeks go pink. “Thank you for this,” you said, smiling up at him. He returned your smile before pulling you back in for another kiss, this one much more passionate. “Medic,” you gasped when the two of you finally parted. “You hid the hotel toiletries, didn’t you?”

“Well, I needed some way to get you out of the room for a while,” he admitted.

“And the lack of room service?” you asked.

“I just unplugged the phone.”

“Devious,” you chuckled, a bit ashamed that you hadn’t thought to check the plug in the first place. Then again, if you had, you probably wouldn’t have had this. “Well, I’d better make use of this bath before it gets cold, shouldn’t I?”

You would be lying if you said you didn’t put on a bit of a show for him as you undressed. The way you shimmied your pants down your legs with a little extra sway of your hips was especially bold. The shirt came off, your underwear and bra were thrown to the floor, and eventually you were fully undressed in front of the tub. Medic stared at the display with rapt attention, eyes darting between you and the pile of discarded clothes left upon the tile floor.

A soft laugh escaped you as you entered the tub. You could see the way Medic’s gaze raked over your body as you submerged yourself in the water, bubbles and froth just barely covering your chest. Medic let out a shaky breath as you began to settle into the water. His staring was anything but subtle.

“Are you going to join me?” you asked, smirking back at him and kicking your legs lazily in the spacious tub. “There’s plenty of room for both of us.”

He shook his head. “Not yet. Come here, lean against the edge for me.”

“Alright,” you said, a little confused but curious. You sat back against the side of the tub, facing away from Medic. His hands came to rest on your shoulders for a moment before starting to rub gently, yet firmly. “Oh!” You gasped as he began to work the muscles, easing the tension out of your shoulders and then moving to your collar and around your neck. “Oh, that’s really nice.”

“I thought you might like this,” Medic said, sounding quite proud of himself. His medical knowledge was coming in handy as well. He knew just which muscles to focus on, and how to soothe the tension out of them. “Lean forward just a little. That way I can get your back as well.”

You did as he said, trying not to shiver as his fingers worked up your spine. His palms then splayed out over your upper back, massaging, caressing, and making you sigh with every delicate touch. Oh, those sounds you were making, so reminiscent of something far less wholesome. Medic reminded himself to be patient. He would get to that soon enough. The first order of business was to warm you up and relax your body.

The heels of his hands pressed hard along the middle of your back, working out an especially stubborn knot of tense muscle. That effort rewarded him with an outright moan. It sure as hell didn’t make it any easier for Medic to keep his cool. After a few deep breaths, he pulled his hands away. You heard the distinctive pop of a bottle opening, but before you could turn around, his hands were back, now massaging your scalp and working up a lather with some shampoo. You took a deep inhale, breathing in the scent of the soap as it reached you. There were notes of something floral, perhaps lavender.

When he was done, you dipped your head beneath the water, rinsing the soap out before letting him move on to the conditioner. He worked that product through your hair with just as much diligence. You could get used to being pampered like this, however a subtle twinge of desire chipped away at your mind. This whole situation- being washed by your lover, your naked body barely concealed by frothy bubbles- was undeniably intimate. It led your mind to wander.

“Your face is red, liebling,” Medic said, ever observant. “Is the water too hot?”

His question sounded so damn innocent, and it probably was. You weren’t worked up enough for him to start outright teasing you yet. “No, it’s not too hot,” you said. “It’s perfect, this is all perfect.”

Medic cupped your cheek, turning your face until he could lean down to kiss you. He was surprisingly chaste, going slow and soft, feeling the heat radiating off of you. Oh he definitely knew why you were blushing now. He parted from you with a soft gasp. “Do you want me to touch you, schatz?”

You stammered, tongue tied and flustered beyond belief. “You are touching me,” you said, mentally slapping yourself for giving such a deadpan answer. “I mean, you were. The massage, and washing me, and-”

“You know what I really mean,” Medic laughed.

He was right. You knew exactly what he meant, and you knew exactly what you wanted. Getting the words out was the challenging part. You took a deep breath. “I would like that,” you said, miraculously managing to keep your voice steady. “Please.”

He pushed his sleeves up higher before dipping an arm into the water. “Lean back, liebchen.” You rested your head against the edge of the bathtub. He began by caressing your thighs before letting his fingers brush over your entrance. Just that small gesture made you buck forward slightly. “Ooh, so sensitive!” Medic teased. You trapped your lower lip between your teeth to smother any embarrassing noises as he began to rub slow circles over your clit.

Medic leaned forward against the side of the bathtub, his head next to yours, his chin resting on your shoulder. You shivered when his stubble brushed against your neck. He knew how ticklish you were, smiling to himself when he managed to draw out a barely restrained giggle that ultimately devolved into a moan. You were so soft, melting into his touch like butter. Both the steam from the bath and your own arousal colored your cheeks, giving you a perpetual blush. It was an adorable look for you.

Trying to take things a step further, Medic began to press into you. Usually you would be quite wet enough to take two fingers, but just one caused you to pull back with a wince. It seemed that the bath water ironically hindered any attempt at penetration. So much for water equating to wetness, at least, not the kind of wetness you needed. “Sorry,” you apologized. “Here, maybe if I get out-”

“Nein, it’s perfectly fine, liebe.” Medic placed a hand on your shoulder, stopping you from leaving the warm embrace of the bath. “Would you like to keep going as we were before?”

You nodded. “Yeah. It felt nice with you just touching me.” Medic smiled, eager to return to pampering his little dove.

Soft gasps and sweet little moans escaped you as he returned to circling your clit, barely touching it enough to get a reaction. His free hand joined the fray, massaging your chest and brushing against your nipples. You bit your lip as Medic took full advantage of how sensitive they were.

“Don’t be shy,” Medic whispered, his lips close to your ear. “Let me know how good you feel.” You let a louder moan slip, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. You would have gone even redder if you could see the self-satisfied grin Medic was sporting. From behind, he began to kiss the nape of your neck, moving along your collarbone every so often, whispering soft praises and sweet nothings. “Sehr schön, you look so beautiful like this, liebchen. Just relax, let your doctor take care of you.”

Well, you were nothing if not obedient. You let Medic have his way with you while you just sat back and enjoyed the ride, surrounded by warm water dotted with iridescent bubbles. Said water began to ripple as your breath started to quiver, chest rising and falling at a faster and faster pace. You squirmed, unable to keep the slight tremor out of your muscles. That pleasure was starting to reach a peak, and you couldn’t keep yourself still. Medic took notice, of course, letting his lips brush against your ear.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, seeming genuinely concerned at first. His strokes slowed, but a desperate whine from you quickly confirmed that your squirming was not born of discomfort. His tone shifted. “Ooh, is my little dove getting close?”

You gave a quick nod, whimpering as his pace began to speed up. You wanted this to last longer, but he was so talented with his fingers that holding back was a futile effort.

“I’ve got you, just let go.” You felt his arm wrap around your body and a pair of lips pressed against your cheek right before your resistance caved and your orgasm overtook you. Medic held you close, barely paying any mind to the way the bath water spilled over onto the floor as you shuddered and arched back against the tub. “That’s it. Gott, you’re so beautiful, so soft,” he murmured. His strokes eased up before stopping completely. The gentle pressure of his arm around you kept you grounded as you came down from the high.

Your eyes fell closed and you lost track of where Medic’s hands roamed. One caressed your chest, momentarily squeezing one of your breasts and making you gasp. Leaning back, you rested your head on his shoulder only to find that you were met with damp fabric. “Fuck, I splashed water on you, didn’t I?” you sighed. “Sorry.”

Medic laughed softly. “It’s fine, liebe.” It was humorous that you thought a little water was of any concern. After all, you had seen him splattered with blood and viscera both on the battlefield and in his operating room countless times. Then again, you were rather out of it at the moment, still basking in the afterglow.

“Can you help me get out?” you asked after a moment, noticing that the water was beginning to turn cold. “I’m not sure my legs will hold.”

Medic offered you his arm, supporting your weight as you hoisted yourself out of the water. He reached in, pulling the drain plug and letting the soapy water slowly spiral down. A soft towel was draped over your shoulders, its plush texture protecting you from any chill. Your mind felt delightfully hazy, simply enjoying that post-orgasm bliss. It was only when Medic stripped his wet shirt off that you snapped back to attention, not about to miss a chance to admire that sight. It was only when he proceeded to kneel between your legs that you realized he may have more than just eye candy in store.

All you managed to say when he gently pushed your thighs apart was a surprised, “Oh.”

He smiled up at you, head tilted like a curious puppy. It was an ironically adorable look for a man as dangerous as him. “Again?” he asked, no further words needing to be spoken for you to understand his meaning.

“If you want to,” you said, spreading your legs slightly wider with a smirk.

Medic mirrored your expression, resting his hands on your thighs and gently massaging the soft flesh. “Let me make you feel good, Liebchen.”

You saw it coming, but the sensation of his tongue lapping over your cunt still managed to draw a sharp gasp from you, one which quickly dissolved into a moan when he pushed in deeper. You tried your best not to squirm- mostly because you were seated precariously on the narrow edge of a bathtub. Perhaps this wasn’t the best place for a bit of impromptu cunnilingus, but you weren’t going to say no to Medic’s offer of a second round, and you certainly weren’t going to ask him to stop now.

Every little noise you made seemed to spur him on. Medic was practically burying his face against you, breathing in your scent with every rushed inhale. The rose and lavender from the bath water mixed with your natural aroma, so sweet and intoxicating. Each breath he took was beginning to make his head spin, like he was getting his own personal high- or maybe the pressure of your thighs against his skull was beginning to get to him.

Your climax came on quicker this time, given that you were still quite sensitive. Medic felt you grow slick against his tongue, and he took advantage of it. With newfound ease, he slipped a finger into you, curling it against the spot that he knew would have you seeing stars. If the way you started gasping his name and tugging his hair was any indication, he had found it. You steered him with that death grip on his hair, guiding him up to your clit.

“I’m close,” you whined, cursing under your breath at how quickly he had managed to bring you to the edge. You had hoped to hold out for a little longer.

Any disappointment you may have felt was washed away when your second orgasm of the night hit you with a full body shudder. Medic groaned against you, the subtle vibrations against your clit making you buck forward unexpectedly, nearly tumbling off the edge of your seat. Thankfully, Medic was able to sit up just in time to catch you, pulling you forward to lean against him. You were so dizzy and high on endorphins that he wondered if you even realized how close you had come to toppling backwards into the tub. Based on the dazed grin you currently wore, you either didn’t know or didn’t care.

“Careful, liebling,” Medic said. “We don’t want you getting hurt.”

You giggled, throwing your arms over his shoulders. “It’s a good thing a doctor isn’t too far away. Well, ex-doctor.”

Medic rolled his eyes, chuckling softly at your little quip. He sat you back on the edge of the tub, making sure you were steady before he began to dry you off with the towel he had draped over your shoulders earlier. You were mostly dry already, with Medic just giving you a quick once over. By the time he was done you were already being overcome with a gradual, pleasant euphoria, the second afterglow beginning to settle over you.

Noticing that you were beginning to drift, Medic led you out of the bathroom. You leaned heavily on him, grateful to finally set foot on the carpeted floor and no longer be subjected to the potentially slippery tile of the bathroom. However, you immediately began to shiver when exposed to the cold hotel room air. Why these establishments felt the need to constantly blast the air conditioning, you would never know.

“Let’s get you under the covers,” Medic said, guiding you to the bed where you immediately collapsed into the mattress. The pillow was cool against your burning cheeks. You heard the sound of the television across the room being turned on, the volume down low, just enough to offer a bit of ambient noise. Medic knew you too well, and that included the fact that you struggled to sleep in complete silence. Something about the total lack of noise felt oppressive, probably because you had long since gotten used to the chaos of your home base.

A content sigh was the only sound that left you when Medic settled in beside you, pulling you to his chest and letting you relax into the warmth of his body. He pulled the covers up around the two of you, and eventually your shivering ebbed. “Look at you, you can barely keep your eyes open, liebchen,” Medic crooned, watching you try and fail to blink away the fatigue.

“I should do something-” you said, drowsily, interrupting yourself with a yawn. “You know, something to return the favor for all of this, to make you feel good too.”

“You don’t need to repay me for anything. This was all about you.” Medic kissed your forehead, his fingers combing through your hair and brushing over your scalp in a way that broke your resolve to stay awake. You let your eyes fall shut, finally admitting defeat in your losing battle with the allure of sleep. “That’s it, rest now, liebchen. We can sleep in for as long as we want tomorrow.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. You were practically asleep before he even finished his sentence.