New Hire MDNI NSFW
Recom Quaritch x Fem Human Reader
Summary: Quaritch fancies the head of medbay and hired her as his own. Maybe coming to her for more than just medical care ;)
WC: 5,133
Warnings: Lots of plot, Pussy Eating, Cum, Rut Cycle, Quaritch is his own warning, Typos
Includes pictures to help imagine the story! I always love when books have illustrations or pictures to help readers imagine the story so I decided to do the same!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | SMUT UNDER THE CUT
His power, It left my stomach at my feet. My lungs were fools, stolen from their only purpose, to breathe. My heart would betray me everytime the sound of blades from a chopper sliced the air outside my place of work. The beats were strong and fast, as if a horse's hooves beated the earth with purpose, and I felt it in the fleshy cage of my chest.
There was no earthly doubt about the ludercis feelings I captured for the Colonel. The way my mind twisted my thoughts into something unholy. And as my thoughts made me grimace with fear, with guilt, I cannot deny that above all, my thoughts were human. And that accepted truth was what held me together like glue.
I started my work day as any medical personnel would, I drank my ceramic mug full of coffee made black and put on my scrubs. Despite countless washes and cycles, I have yet to remove the scent of chlorhexidine and hand sanitizer. The ethanol odor was barely there, as if it was a whisper, a hint as to the daily live I live. The countless lives I've saved, the countless ribs I've felt crack under the palms of my hands during a sudden cardiac arrest. The scent no longer excites me as it did when I started.
Flicking a miniscule clump of lint off of my top, the same that carries that damned scent, I flick my head up as the sound of the glass doors hiss open. The airtight seal breaking like a lid on a soda bottle. I don't need to look up to feel my stomach fall down to my feet. It burns in my chest as I feel my heart shoot up to the sky. His scent strangles my lungs in the most devilish way known to man. Metallic, I can tell, from blood fresh from a mission. Wet metallic with a hint of linen. It has seeped into his shirt. Aquatic with a hint of cedar from his cologne which he has sprayed so delicately onto his chest and neck. The same neck that is decorated with cords of muscle, covered by the cerulean blue of his striped skin. Layered with a thin coating of his sweat.
"Colonel" I say as I finally look up at him, my eyes large like a doe, frightened.
"How may I be of service today?" My words are lined with honey, silk spun just from a spider, thin enough to be broken by a single mistake.
The Colonel grunts as he strides slowly to a freshly made bed, his boots tapping the tile floor with each step he takes. The bed dips as his weight sits on it, the folded blanket coming softly undone at the pressure.
"I believe I have a wound on my side" He speaks, the gravel in his southern twang leaving abrasions in my skin like road rash, yet his golden eyes locking with mine are the salve that heals it.
"Yes sir, let me take a look" I say, that same fragile silk in my voice. He lifts his shirt up to his pecs, revealing more ripples and stones of muscle under the restraints of his navy skin. Low and behold, under his right pectoral, is a lengthy sized lesion leaking with a slow and dark stream of blood.
"No arterial cuts" I say to him as I grab a suture kit from the crash cart and place on some gloves. The blue nitrile tapping at my nostrils as I snap them at my wrists.
"I will throw in some stitches and an antibiotic to be on the safe side and you will be as good as new" I exclaim as I sit down on a black stool by his side, he now lays down. My voice now a few bundles of silk as I gain a speck of confidence. The colonel does nothing but nod, his lips tighten and eyes fluttering shut as he does so.
He is truly a man to admire, to fear. Seeing him this close is truly a blessing and a curse. I doubt that I will ever be the same woman knowing that my hands have touched those of a demon, a ruler. Yet I yearn for more. I want my gloves to be gone and I want to touch his chest like this in the safe confines of my bedroom, away from prying eyes.
My stitches are neat and orderly, as of most of my work. I tie off each and every one delicately and cut the excess string off with a quick snap of my metal scissors. The black cord is made of sheep's gut, naturally able to dissolve within a matter of weeks. The Colonel is not a man to waste his time, and by giving him dissolvable stitches, I save him an appointment here.
"These stitches will dissolve within a couple weeks" I say
"No need for a useless appointment to get them removed, I know you're a busy man" I say with a soft yet anxious smile, still under his spell.
Unbeknownst to me, The Colonel, in his recombinant body, can smell far more than a mere human such as myself. He can smell changes in humans bodies, their hormones. And mine are going wild.
"'I appreciate that, darlin" He says softer, gentler as he realizes that I respect him enough to save him an appointment. He watches as I furrow my brows as I put in the last few stitches, concentrating on anything but the way my hormones scream when he calls me that nickname. And he smirks when he smells it.
He breathes in deeply, as to speed up the process and secretly basks in the sweet but tangy scent of my pheromones before sighing.
"I am nearly finished with the stitches and then I will be quick to bandage the area" I announce, hearing his silent but loud lack of patience.
"Take your time, darlin. I'm off for the rest of the day." He says in almost a whisper. It's like he's testing the waters, testing how my body will react, what scents he can get out of me.
The stones of muscle on his belly tighten softly as he raises one of his arms to rest under his head, creating a pillow for himself.
Was he made in a lab!?! I think to myself
Oh yes.... yeah... he was
He props himself up on his elbows as he hears the metal scissors and tools clang onto the mayo stand, announcing my finished stitches.
"Now I am just going to apply a bandage on top of the area and we should be done, Sir" I say as I change my gloves and open a sterile bandage pad and some white tape.
"And I will send you home with some antibiotic cream and a few extra bandages if anything bleeds a little" I say as I stick the bandage on. Trying my best to ignore the heat radiating from his azure skin, or the way his muscles feel like rocks underneath his flesh.
The colonel smirks softly as he watches me, having an idea.
"Ever work for a colonel before?" He asks as I pack up a small bag for him with some bandages and creams.
"No sir, I have not"
"Would you like to?" he asks as he sits up, now probing himself up on his hands instead of his elbows, torso still exposed as he hasn't bothered to pull his shirt down yet.
"It would be an honor" I say as I hand him the bag as well as his discharge paperwork. My stomach does a flip and my skin heats up at my cheeks as he speaks. Is he offering???
"Well" He says as he pats his thighs and stands up, towering over me as his waist meets my eyes, his shirt falling back down to cover the masterpiece of his torso.
"I'll have the order in by tonight" he says as he skims over his discharge paperwork before stuffing it in the bag.
"A team of movers will be at your quarters by 19:00 to relocate you to our building" He says nonchalantly as he dips his head under the doorframe to leave.
"Thanks a lot, darlin" he says before he leaves. The hiss of the sliding glass doors making me flinch, bringing me out of my ludicrous thoughts.
TIME SKIP
I meet the movers at my small quarters ay 7pm on the dot. They are a group of recoms and are quick at moving my furniture and belongings into a truck. I stand aside as to not get in their way. Because of their size and strength, they aren't even sweating. It only took one man to pick up my couch and carry it into the truck.
I look out of the window as we arrive to the other side of base, where the buildings are bigger and more modern. The doors are twice the size of human doors and the door handles are the sole of my forearm.
I follow the movers as they carry my belongings down a hall to the left, entering a code, 4692, before opening a door. Inside, is a huge flat with white, large tiles as floors and light grey colored walls. The kitchen is spacious and shiny with all new appliances.
"Well this won't do" I hear a familiar voice call out.
I turn to see Colonel Quaritch pointing at my tiny human sized couch and furniture and how silly it looks in the huge apartment.
"Have new furniture in here by the hour" he says to the movers and they all nod
"Aye Sir" they say. before taking out my furniture, leaving me and the colonel alone in my apartment.
"Sir this is very generous, but I am afraid I could never afford here" I say as I hold a box of small belongings which he gently takes and places on the kitchen counter.
"Already paid for, I'm afraid" He says as he walks around to the large window to reveal a beautiful view of the lush flora of Pandora.
"Sir...?"
"Part of your benefits" He simply says as he puts his hands in his pockets and looks out the window.
"Thank you sir" Is all I can muster out. I'm choking up. No one has ever provided so much for me.
"I will work very hard" I say with my head down to hide my tears from him. He walks up to me and tilts my head up. He looks down at me with a soft grin, tilting his head in a playful manner.
"Atta girl" he says as he wipes my tear with his thumb.
The movers are back with new furniture and it's Na'vi sized. The couch has accommodations for my human stature, steps for me and everything. I gasp when I see two of the movers walk in carrying my new bed, and it can easily fit five of me.
"Holy shit" I whisper as they set it up quickly, earning a chuckle from the colonel.
"Get used to bigger things while you're here, darlin" Quaritch says before walking out.
Once the movers are done I reach into my wallet.
"No need, Ma'am, it's already been payed for"
TIME SKIP
Since The move happened on a Friday, I've luckily had time to decorate and put all my belongings away into my new luxury apartment. I am grateful to have had time to take it all in before starting the new workweek for the colonel. I have been walking around barefoot in a fluffy robe, admiring the huge windows that stretch all the way to the ceilings as I hold my ceramic mug of coffee.
I like to crack the windows and listen to the sounds of pandora during the afternoons. And thanks to the evolution of the science team here on pandora, I don't have to wear my exopack anymore. A small chip implanted inside me allows me to breathe in the outdoor air with no side effects, filtering out what I don't need.
Occasionally, I'll see curious Na'vi hiding in the trees, although they never come close to the windows. I assume there must be a heck of a lot of security surrounding the building. Mostly, I see Yerik and Juvinille Viperwolves grazing along the forest floor.
It's quiet in this side of base, peaceful.
Monday morning, I wake up at 4am to take a cold and refreshing shower. I use tea tree shampoo and conditioner and style my hair in a high ponytail with loose curls. My makeup is minimal and fresh. I grab my new issued uniform and try it on. I run my hands along the black fabric and admire how perfectly it fits my small frame. It isn't scrubs like I am used to, but it looks more tactical and military like. I have a bunch of pockets on the pants and a small tactical vest.
I put on my black doc martins and head out of my apartment to be face to face with a familiar waist.
"Colonel, Good morning" I say.
"Mornin, Darlin." He says as we start walking dow an hall and turn right to enter the new medbay. It's huge and modern and much better than my last workplace. In the corner, there's a huge desk with a monitor, I assume for my charting and lining the room, is a handful of beds. Theres neon lights on each bed and it looks like a place out of the future.
"I assume you know how everything works around here?" Colonel asks as he walks round the room sipping his coffee.
"Yes sir" I say as I start up a holopad.
"initializing body scan, species: recombinant. Sex: male." The holopad says as I point it at colonel. But I turn it off.
"It tells you the diagnosis for efficiency. No need for blood tests or cat scans anymore" he says
""I'm liking this so far" I say as I set it back down in its charging dock.
The colonel walks to the big desk in the corner of the room.
"When me or my team is not in need of medical care, there will be some paperwork to take care of. Emails, insurance and billing..." He lists off my job description. I take note of everything and pay attention thoroughly.
"And when this buzzer goes off, it means that one of us is on our way with an emergency... Gotten shot or lost a limb or something" He says
"it gives you a five minute warming to get the crash cart and all... it also alerts your assistants to come in"
"Wait, I have assistants now?" I ask
"Damn straight you do" Colonel says in his southern twang, before taking a sip of his coffee.
"Sir, thank you" I say in a serious tone, extremely appreciative of all that he has provided for me.
"Also, your sign on bonus will be in your email" he says before exiting the room.
I'm quick to scurry to my computer and check my email, a few papers to complete have been sent to me as well as a sign on bonus. I click the email and drop my coffee mug hard again the desk when I see 14k to my bank.
"Holy fucking shit" I whisper.
"I heard that" I hear from the doors that haven't closed yet.
I look up from my computer to see colonel leaning against the sliding glass door, preventing it from opening. His tail is swaying side to side and he has a smirk on his lips.
"Sir, there seems to be a problem with my sign on bonus. I think there's a typo." I say as I swallow and grab my pony tail for support as I look at the numbers.
Colonel walks over and glances at the screen.
"mmm looks like it" he says as he pulls his phone out and logs onto an app.
"I then get a new email for my sign on bonus and see $20k as the new number.
"S-Sir..."
"Use your words pretty thing" He almost hums as he lifts my chin to look at him. He's kneeling on one knee to be the same height as me now, yet still few feet taller.
"Why... are you doing this?" I ask
"I mean, that's a lot" I say as a tear falls from my eye.
"I take care of my own, darlin" he says as he wipes my tear
"You're mine now, right?"
I nod. yes, I work for him now so technically, he owns me.
"yes, sir" I say softly.
"Good girl" he whispers
He smirks when he smells my arousal again, so sweet and strong.
He hums deeply as he closes his eyes.
"Smells so sweet" he says as he looks me directly in my eyes, making me gasp softly and blush before he leaves.
I spend my entire shift taking care of papers and emails since no one got hurt today. It was calming and a really nice contrast from the constant clinical work I'm used to. I smile softly as I log off and clock out for the day before heading to dfac for some chow.
It's less crowded since there's less recoms than humans. Everything is bigger. Including the portions. I hold my tray up to the window and the server loads my tray up with lobster tail, a Caesar salad, wine, and a piece of cheesecake. Goddamn they have it nice here.
I sit down at a table and my feet don't even touch the floor as I eat, taking my time and enjoying the flavors of the high quality food.
"Enjoying the new lifestyle I'm guessing?" The Colonel asks as he sits down with me to eat.
"I am, It's wonderful" I say before taking a sip of my wine.
"Get used to it" He says with a smile as he takes a bite of his food. I can hear his tail thudding on the bench seat he's on as he sits in front of me. His ears are also turned to face me for any noises I should make. As a medical professional in all things Na'vi, I know that it means interest. But I fully believe he's just being respectful.
"Colonel..?" I ask as I set my wine down
"Yeah?" He asks as he takes another bite out of his lobster.
I turn my head and I am quiet before asking.
"Are you feeling hotter than normal? More easily agitated?" I ask as I see his body language
He looks at me with a mouthful of lobster and wide eyes.
"How did you know?" he asks as his brows furrow as he gulps some wine sloppily. Military men always eating quickly from how basic training rubbed off on them.
"You have less control of your tail and ears, and your pupils are starting to blow out." I say
"Please come into Medbay after eating, I'd like to discuss something with you regarding your health" I say quietly as I finish eating and head back to Medbay.
A few minutes later, Quaritch enters and sits on a bed with his ankle sitting on his knee.
"You wanted to see me?" he says as he eyes me as I'm pulling the holopad from the charging dock and point it at him.
"Male, Recombinant, Scanning.... Diagnosis: Entering Rut Cycle" it says in a monotone voice.
"You wanna tell me what a "Rut Cycle" Is?" he asks as he leans his elbows on his knees and starts to feel out of breath.
"Na'vi are like animals. In the sense that females have heat cycles and males have rut cycles. It's when you are most fertile and you become more animalistic, more horny in simpler terms." I say as I go to the med cart.
"if you do not "Mate" your rut will last a week. But if you take these pills once daily, your rut symptoms shouldn't be as intense." I say
"It's completely up to you, but it is prohibited for Female Recoms to get pregnant when they're serving in pandora. And having intercourse with a human could cause permanent damage or death to the human due to size difference" I explain, sitting down on a stool across from him.
He sighs and shakes his head, cursing to himself at the stupid new functions of his body.
"Isn't there birth control for the women?" He asks
"No sir, chemicals work differently on your bodies than it does on humans but I know that the science team is experimenting as we speak." I say
"These pills have no side effects and will dull your urges" I say as I hold a bottle of them up as he thinks.
"Ill take the pills then" he says as he grabs the bottle and pours one out. I hand him an ice water and he swallows it, drinking the entire glass to hopefully soothe his hot skin, burning up with each minute that goes by.
"Luckily, you are not completely in your rut yet. We've caught it before it is full on. So the pills should kick in before you go into full swing" I say.
"So I'll just feel like this for a week?" he asks with a slight annoyance to his tone.
"Yes, sir" I say
"Don't call me that when I'm like this." he says as he lifts a finger in the air.
I nod.
"I understand. Take the time you need" I say "I can also write a work note excusing you for the week if you'd like"
"That would be helpful, thank you" He says.
His body language has completely changed from moments ago. He isn't looking at me, he's looking at the floor, as if he's holding onto the last ounce of control that he has. and his tail is swinging around in all directions.
"I recommend staying very hydrated with cold water, taking cold showers, keeping your temperature down" I say.
He nods.
"it sucks but it will be over soon" I say as I stand up and place a caring hand on his shoulder as I use my other hand to grab his empty water cup. He hisses in air through his teeth and grabs my wrist that's on his shoulder and I gasp. His pupils are blown shut and his irises are much darker, almost red.
"Sir" I say quietly as he holds my wrist. My lets clench together as I see his primal state.
"Don't call me that" He growls out and inhales through his nose.
"You smell so fucking good, darlin." he says into my ear.
I just gulp.
"I can smell you, you know. All the fucking time. That sweet pussy of yours. Whenever I'm next to you." he goes on as his hand snakes its way from my wrist to my throat, gripping softly at the flesh.
"M so hungry" he says, the gravel in the back of his throat slicing my skin.
"Think you can fix me somethin'?" he whispers as his tail curls itself around my thing and squeezes me like a boa constrictor.
I nod slowly and swallow, sinking down to my knees with shaky hands. I feel me heart race when he leans back onto his hands to reveal the impressive bulge in his pants. It must be painful.
My hands shake as I reach for his belt, struggling to pull it open but it eventually budges with a pop. Quaritch sighs out in relief as some of the tightness is relieved but there's still so much more to go. I look up at him for consent to see him looking down at me, panting, and already sweating at the forehead.
'Keep goin, sweetheart" he pants out
Thats my sign. As I pull his belt through the loops and drop it onto the floor, I quickly make work at his buttons. Damn these uniforms for having so many buttons.
"Just pull em down" he says as Iv'e only gotten one button undone. He lifts his butt off of the bed and I pull his pants down and leave em at his ankles to reveal the outline of his dick through his boxers. And it's easily the size of my face and some.
I swallow again as I tug the waistband of his boxers down, inch by inch to reveal the head, purple and leaking precum already. once the head is out, he sighs again and I pull the rest of him out, finally freeing him as his tip hits his belly with a soft slap.
"Mmmm fuck that's better, ain't it?" he coos.
I grab the head, my fingers not even touching as I wrap around him. The precum is sticky and slippery against my fingers and gets everywhere as he continues to leak. I'm not even moving my hand yet. I start to stroke his head in circular motions with one hand and use the other to grab the shaft and stroke up and down.
"Such a good girl, aincha" He says as he throws his head back and grips the edge of the hospital bed, gently bucking his hips up to glide against my tiny and delicate hands.
"Use your mouth, baby. come on" he encourages me. And when I connect my soft and wet tongue to the underside of his sensitive and leaking tip, I gasp at the taste. It's less salty than human cum, but its strong with arousal that can be tasted. It tastes like he smells. It's his pheromones. And it excites me enough to feel a large gush of slick coming out of my tight and needy hole.
He grips a fistful of hair from the back of my head and pulls me off. His eyes are now red as he lifts me up and places me on the edge of the bed with my thighs pried open.
"m so hungry" he whispers breathlessly, unable to wait any longer.
As he works with my buttons and zipper, he buries his face in my clothed cunt, licking and sucking at the mound. Once he gets them off, he throws my pants and underwear on the ground and dives in to the part of me that he's been wanting, needing for days.
I'm already extremely wet and sensitive, moaning as he eats me out in the most sloppy way possible. Quaritch moans and growls into my pussy as he sticks his tongue as deep into me as he can go, nuzzling his flat nose over my engorged clit, earning a gasp from me and an attempt to squeeze my thighs shut around the sides of his skull.
"Ah ah! I'm eating, sweetheart" He says quickly before diving back in, lapping and slurping at my juices and folds that swell for him.
I can feel it festering, the release inside of me slowly building, pulsing with each of my heart beats. My back arches with each throb of my cunt, walls clenching around his rough tongue, the perfect amount of texture to build my orgasm rapidly.
I feel a shake from his left shoulder which my thigh rests on top and open my eyes to see him fucking his cock into his fist, now dripping ropes of precum instead of beads like before.
I claw my fingers into his fresh crewcut, too short to grip but long enough to pet as I moan.
"Uhgg!" I grunt as waves of pleasure threaten to explode from my pussy, so swollen and plump from his torment. I've never been this aroused, never have felt such a strong throbbing from my womanhood as I do now. And I fear that once I cum, I will never want it from another man. Ever.
"Sir, It's coming" I say with a fearful tone, breathing in hard to brace myself, feeling as he growls into my pussy again before continuing the pace of his tongue, perfecting the exact movements that are about to push me over the edge. Hole to clit, Hole to clit, Circle around my clit before sucking on it. He knows exactly what I like.
I feel it build like im walking up steps, my heartbeat matching as it builds. I breathe in, In, IN, INN.... Until it finally comes.
Stars flood my vision and the wind is knocked out of my lungs as I cum with a loud grunt. It feels as I've just been punched in the stomach by an angel, or a demon. Either way, its blissful and euphoric. I clench around his tongue and pulse against his mouth, moaning at the feeling of his lips smirking against my entire mound.
I hear him gulping a fluid, must be mine. I can't feel anything yet, I must be squirting for him. And if I was in a clear mindset, I would be ashamed. But he moans loudly as he swallows, tasting my orgasm roll down his throat.
He continues to rub his face in my cunt as he cums himself, standing up at the last second to bend his dick downward and spray me in his thick and hot semen. I feel it against my pussy, and my thighs, and my belly. It's getting everywhere and I know that I will smell like him for at least a week. he grunts as he finishes, tugging softly at his head to milk every last drop.
"Fuck" Is all he breathes out as he comes down, panting to catch his breath as I do the same. I watch him as we start to return to our normal breathing patterns, watching as his irises return to their usual shade of yellow. His pupils shrink back down and his ears flatten at their resting spot. He finally lets a loud breath out and his posture shrinks back down, chest no longer puffed out like a hunting animal.
"Come here, Darlin' he says in a gentle whisper as he picks me up bridal style and lays me down correctly on the hospital bed. He walks over to the crash cart and brings back some blue huck towels.
He soaks them in cool water and rings them out before starting to wipe me clean, being delicate and gentle with my tiny frame.
"Atta girl... breathe, that's it" He praises as he wipes another wet towel across my face and forehead, smiling softly as I calm down at the cool towel against my hot and sweaty skin.
"Aaaats it" he coos once I'm clean.
"All clean now, aren'tcha"
"Gonna sleep fine as hell tonight, that's for sure" he says as he helps dress me back into my uniform.
PART TWO COMING
