The Prettiest Girl In The Morgue

Speaking of dresses! I bet Quique has definitely dressed in cute clothing, either requested by de santa or just something he wanted to do. I could imagine Quique to wear a light green dress or skirt (like the NPC women at the town) or perhaps a red would be more of Quique's color.

Still on the topic of more feminine dressing, I would imagine that they have done roleplays often, like Quique would wear a corset with stockings like the whores at the corner in the game and enter de Santa's room to pretend he had already paid for his services. Or better yet de santa would buy an expensive dress for Quique to wear and to play the role of a frustrated rich wife while he, the ever strong military man, would go in and satisfy him.

As much as I want to think, I don't think de santa would allow Quique to be a top, It might come from insecurities from feeling small (like how augestin hits de santa and we see him kinda coward away). We also hear that de santa loves to see a man on his knees before him in the game so they might even prefer it to have that dynamic

Im pretty sure Quique is younger than de santa, I don't think there's any actual proof or mention of their age but just based on how they look it, I think Quique is in his early 20's and de santa would be in his 30ish to 40s( idk he's too ugly to look at)

With the kinda obvious age gap, I believe that Quique and de santa could've started as a sugar daddy/ boss and employee, situation before developing into something else?.. hard to explain but here's how I think they met : da santa must've traveled somewhere in Mexico and him and his men stayed at a near by bar to drink, there, de santa saw Quique and got his fancy tickled with how charming Quique seemed to him to which maybe they chatted and de santa offered him to be a personal bartender for higher pay with the intent to seduce or force Quique into whatever he wanted to do with him.

(Kinda of a modern AU take) Quique isn't innocent either, he's very much a pick me twink, Quique is the type of gay guy to call women bitches, insult them at any moment, and believes he can be misogynistic towards women because he's gay ofc!!! Plz plz give him a pass!!! (I say this because mf had GLEE in his face while dragging those women with de santa)

Quique might be a jealous man too, with de santa being a borderline creep to plus him forcing lower military rankers to do weird sexual shit. Quique knew and heard rumors from others that de santa was with other men besides him, and had to feel some sort of way about it, but he eventually accepted it because de santa is the type of man to keep feeding an growing ego built on insecurity, and you can't change those people.

It's been awhile since I took a fat break during this, because these two don't get written on a lot, I think I will write one more fic (smut maybe?) on them but no promises!!

I wanna explore their dynamic moreee

THUD!

"Ow, fuck. okay im awake.." you got up and walked towards the light switch before going to the bathroom. You had to hurry up and get dressed, today you had an appointment to go see upsilon for that physical therapy for your poor wrists!

Once you dressed for the day you headed down to the right wing of the lab, hopefully it wasn't overly busy there. You know upsilon would probably be snappy towards you, you locked your door behind you.

Growl..

"Yikes! How could I forget about eating?? I have feeling if I go to see upsilon right now he would scold me for not consuming the most important meal for the day.. I rather save his stupid yapping before I go deaf from boredom! You decided to change the route to the right wing lab towards the dinning hall instead, as your shoes tapped against the floor, you began to ponder what were they serving for this morning?

You let out a gag at the thought of the lord harbinger serving mush labeled as food like in your childhood school that liked far too similar to prison food, surely he wasn't THAT evil! Regardless of that you we're certain he had some sort of scientific reason to make it look like a decent meal!

When you reached the dinning hall it was quite empty?? Or maybe people were about to leave their rooms soon, honestly you never ate in the dinning hall and purely ate in your room or cooked in there. The idea of one of the cooks being unsanitary with your food made you feel paranoid, yet here you were grabbing a tray with a plate looking over the food options.

There was oatmeal, eggs, soup, bacon, cereal, waffles pancakes and well you get the idea don't you? Regardless you didn't feel like eating here for too long and skipped everything and picked up a bowl for the cereal, suddenly you felt a presences behind you.

"Hello, ____" as you whipped around to see delta watching you intently, "cereal?.. is that all you're going to eat? That's not very nutritional you know" he ripped the bowl from your hand and put it back in the tall stack of bowls, "hey! Delta I don't really care for nutrition right now, I have an appointment with upsilon later and i dont want to be late.." you huffed and watched him get a bigger bowl and opened the lid to the pot of soup.

"An appointment? What for? What did beta say yesterday? With the explosion and all of that, I bet he was embarrassed!" Delta snickered at the idea of beta attempting to stay prideful after his shirt was blown off, you watched the bowl began to flood with a deep yellow broth, softened carrots and chunks of chicken floated upward before a spoon slide and clanked against the side.

"My wrist hurts from the sewing I've been doing but upsilon said to come in for some medicine and some physical therapy?.. and well beta was slightly embarrassed" you jolted suddenly as delta plopped the bowl of soup into your tray, you attempted to balanced it as the soup swished around . "Soup?.. chicken soup??? Why?" You stared at delta in confusion as he looked at the other options, "well for a fact I know you do not drink enough water. Besides it's colder as dragonspine out there and it's great way to warm. Your soul." Delta began to fill up his own bowl with a beef flavored soup before going to a table, seems like he expected you to follow, "what would YOU know about a soul?" You scoffed as you followed after him, he shot you a look "you lack humor, now sit with me."

"You say your wrist hurts? It's probably inflamed, does it still hurt as much as yesterday??" He stared at your wrist as he took a seat, his fingers twitched slightly as if excited to heal your pain, "uh still hurts but not as bad as yesterday??" Your fingers dragged against the connection of the bone to your wrist, "may I see?" As your view moved from your wrist to his face you saw excitement barely contained in his smile, you set down the tray and dropped yourself into the seat across from him.

"Okay?.." you felt suspicious but his hand shot out and gripped your wrist, pulling your closer with the table only being a barrier stopping you from being flung to be next to him. You stared at him examining your wrist as if it was a rare and new item he has never seem before, you grunted in pain as his boney hands rubbed and kneaded at your wrist for any bumps or impurity's.

"Yep, it's definitely inflamed" Delta proudly stated as if you didn't know that already, "I KNOW, you literally just repeated what upsilon said!" You sneered at his arrogance "eat your damn soup" you huffed out staring at chicken chunks staring back at you. Delta rolled at your words before enjoying his meal.

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After bickering with delta another hour or two you finally began to tred your way down to the right wing once more, the dim lights within the madding long hallway gave you a sense of dread with a hint of discomfort at the small groaning from the buildings old walls, or maybe that was actually one of Lord Dottore's test subject in pain, honestly you never could tell anymore these days.

You knocked on the labs door a few times as courtesy before entering, "upsilon? I am here for the appointment." Upsilon swiveled in his stool to face you, "great. How does the wrist feel now?" He pushed himself off the stool and approached you, "well, it doesn't hurt as bad as yesterday but it still hurts regardless." You watched as he turned away and went to the medical drawers, "well, that's great news. That means you can go back to sewing soon but you need to take more breaks to prevent this." He pulled out two small towels and left in the back, you were left alone.

Seeing as he was setting something up you decided to sit down and behave for now, instead you began to look around the room, the artificial lights were so damn blinding you already felt a migraine already developing in your skull, it certainly didn't help that this whole lab was tasteless in design, no sign of any colors besides blue and the blood beginning to oxidized on the walls in some rooms, you felt like ripping your hair out with the grandfather clock ticking in the background, eventually upsilon returned with a cart and two bowls on top.

"Upsilon don't you get bored in here??" You asked as you rised up from the chair approaching the cart, the two bowls were different temperature considering one was steaming and the other had ice floating around, the towels were soaking in the water. "Of course I do, I watch movies on the computer to pass time, now soak your inflamed wrist in the hot bowl." You had a feeling upsilon did not have a medical license but honestly you didn't expect anything else from him.

You pushed you're whole hand in the steaming water, it stung from the change of heat "great wrap the towel around your wrist now" upsilon pulled out a timer and set it for 5 minutes, then you stared as he sat down at his computer, pulling up an extra tab to continue to watch his stupid movies.

Honestly you wondered if the original Dottore was aware of this segment lack of effort, but then again you were no snitch. You jumped when the timer went off, upsilon spun around in his seat "alright just switch and do the same and then you can leave" upsilon waves you off dismissively.

You couldn't believe how lazy... Or perhaps smart this segment was? Well after knowing this is all the appointment was you could just do this in your room instead of wasting time here, "before I forget, ____" upsilon paused his movie and turned his head towards you.

"Beta told me you werent going to the fatui dinner this coming month because of not enjoying to save face, you could just buy a dress from another seamstress, you know." You tilted you head to the side, that was true you could've just done that but honestly it sounded like a pain since every seamstress was full from commissions from everyone going there.

"Well.. I mean uh yeah you're technically correct but you see everyone is booked." You shifted your wrist in the cold bowl of water, "hmm, why not make one? You have enough time to make it while taking it easy, and if not you have other segments who lazy around to help regardless." He turned he stool towards your direction, "hmm, I don't wanna go but then again I've never let to that event before, I guess I'll go see what it's about this once? But afterwards I ain't going if I didn't enjoy it."

You huffed out as your eyes furrowed at the stinging the cold water was doing, but your joints did feel a lot more better now. Upsilon nodded at your words "I can't blame you for not going, it's quite loud and annoying. I went once and well there's a reason why I am not going again.." he chuckled at whatever next segment is going that year.

The timer went off again, you pulled your wrists out and began to dry them up "I see, I guess I'll see you around, upsilon. My wrists feel far better now, thank you!" You flash him a smile before leaving towards the door, "goodbye, ____."

As you began to walk back through the dim humid hallway, you wondered what type of dress you were going to make for the dinner, "maybe something simple?.. or flashy? Well it doesn't matter for now, I need to look at the dress code first, anyways.. I think I'll take a nap before doing that "

Hey y'all I've been gone omgg, sorry for ghosting y'all, anyways after this fic I'll work on a request before working on the other series,, I wanna finish this mini series so I can have time to work on my own ideas for dottore, I'm thinking about maybe dropping one of the series but idk..

Like who even reads these goofy mini series 🙄🤔

Thank you for reading, suggestions and feed back is welcomed!

You leaned forward on your desk, breathing in the final calm breath before walking to his office, the Doctor certainly didn't like it if you were late so you had to rush over. The more deeper into the lab the more dimmer it seemed to get, the sounds of cameras turning to tracking you from up above the walls was making you anxious, and it certainly didn't help that it was far too quiet with your shoes hitting against the ground being the only sounds of life in the dimmed depressing hallways.

Reaching the door that stood alone in the walls kept making you even more anxious, what did he want exactly?? You didn't make a mistake so far in your works and you never tried to catch his eye , you kept your head down like the other's, Regardless.

The Doctor doesn't like to wait.

You knocked on the door, making dull sounds against the dense wood.

"Come in."

You took your final look at your life before opening the door and entered his office, his room was dark and dimmed out with the only thing of light was the candle behind him and the curtains slightly parted, upon his desk was a few papers with a full bottle of dandelion wine and two?.. glasses..

You quickly bow before him

"My Lord dottore, how may I serve you?"

He stared at your bowing figure, his fingers gently tapping the dark wood of the desk in a rhythic pattern, "sit." You glanced up before stepping forward and taking the seat across from him, you let out a shaky exhale before staring at his masked face, "___, you've been doing wonderful in our couple of experiments lately. So quick to give out the reports with a correct answer, do you drink?"

"Oh uhm, I don't drink that much but I can." Your eyes flickered to the sitting bottle of dandelion wine, the two glasses glimmer at the right angle.

"Share a glass with me then" that tone he spoke with was more of a command rather than a offer, honestly you weren't sure on what his plan was here. Perhaps he was trying to get you drunk enough and stab you to death for a mistake in your reports?

"Yes, my lord. Would you like me to pour it for you?.." you tried to please him to attempt to soften whatever punishment was coming

"No." He grabbed the bottle and unscrewed it, "that's quite fine, I'll pour it myself." The liquid filled the space up within the glass cup, you watched at the cups limit began to reach it's end, He lifted it up and away from the first cup to the second one.

You felt his gaze lift towards you even through that mask, his lips parted "how long have you been working under us? A few years I suspect, considering how much I've been seeing you pace around the lab so many years.."

"Yes, I have been here for a few years." You watched as he slid the cup towards you, if you didn't drink it you felt as if he would feel disrespected to a degree.. he would probably accuse you of thinking his hand were dirty, you grabbed the cup and took a sip, the liquid ran down into your throat, it felt like it was lava searing your throat shut. You scrunched your noise in slight pain before putting the cup down, for a moment you swore you saw dottore smile at your struggle to drink it.

"You're a very obedient worker, ___. Do you ever get the time to unwind by yourself?" Those words came out so softly like a rabbits hide, it caught you off guard. he twirled his finger around the rime of the glass, toying with it as he rested his face on his other hand.

"I... If I unwind?.. can you be a little more specific on that?" You took another sip of that sour alcohol, making your noise scrunch up again.

Dottore refilled your cup as soon as you set it down, honestly you couldn't tell if this was on purpose.. perhaps he really was trying to be nice, you watched as he finally picked up his cup towards his lips.

He sighed as the liquid slid down his throat, "I mean, do you ever get the chance to relax yourself? Have some personal time to simply rest for a moment?" He scooted up in his seat a little, getting closer to you.

".. yes! Yes I do, I often just sit back and watch something I enjoy" you gently tapped your glass as you began to think, the truth was. You never relaxed, to be clear you don't know how to relax, often times you secretly continue to work at home and looking at dottores wide smile you began to realize dottore knows your bullshit lie.

"Good, good.. could you run to beta and retrieve some file for me? I need it before we continue our... conversation." He leaned back in his seat, waiting for you to jump out and go get it.

You nodded and got up, "of course, my lord." You bowed quickly before quickly leaving, as soon as the door shut behind you. Dottore opened his drawer, a pink test tube rested in a box labeled as aphrodisiac, a dropper rested alongside it. His gloved hands gripped the tube and held it under the light, it's bright pink liquid sloshed against the glass.

"Such a fool to fall for a old trick in the book" he popped it open and grabbed your drink, he used the dropper and sucked some liquid inside of it before carefully leaking about three drops of the aphrodisiac into your drink, he watched as it cleanly blended itself in the rest of the drink.

"Now we wait for the rat to eat it's poison" he pushed the cup back into its original place and put away the test tube and dropper back into the drawer, he smirked as the sounds of your shoes got closer and closer towards the door. He folded his hands and stared as you pushed the door open and stepped into your own demise, you approached the desk once more and sat down.

"Here it is my lord. although beta was acting a little odd today, maybe he has coffee jitters" you passed the folder to him, he scoffed at your words, It was more like beta knew dottores plans and was possibly jealous he didn't think of it first.

"Please, ____. Finish your cup, I do want to discuss something after you're done" he smiled at you with such a lie on his tongue, as you gulped down all the alcohol he looked down at the file and opened it to see what beta written in this fake prop. 'i hope you know all the other clones share memories with you' is all that was written, how... Distasteful that clone was, dottore just put it into a shredder instead.

You looked at him in surprise, what could be inside that caused a frown on him? You saw him staring at you with intense focus, "is something wrong, my lord?" You didn't understand why he was getting worked up and upset so suddenly.

"Do you feel okay?" He suddenly questioned, you quite didn't understand why he asked this but regardless you answered. "Ye- well.. actually I do feel a little hot, matter of fact" you fanned yourself with your hand, you looked around to see if maybe the air conditioner was on.

"I see, anything more?" He got up from the chair and walked around the desk behind you to lock the door, you felt your breast ache a little. Quite unusual since you were far from your next menstrual cycle, you choked back a gasp when you felt the sudden sensitivity of your underwear against your pussy.

"Uh!" You covered your mouth before getting up, "my lord, I need to go to the bathr-!!?" He shoved you back down until the chair, you felt your face heat up when he gripped your face and tilted up to look at him.

"Could it be you have a fever? You're so red so suddenly!" He murmured as his thumb rubbed against your bottom lip. You gently rocked your hips forward, accidentally igniting a hot strike of pleasure inside of you, you whimpered and began to grind against the chair.

Such a HORRIBLE mistake you could have done, suddenly you felt his hand slid down to your throat and grip it roughly, you felt fear spear you apart as the air around dottore felt much more sinister than you thought.

"Dotto-"

"silence." He peered down at you with disapproval, "grinding yourself on MY chair in front of me??.. how tasteless, if you're such a whore I'm sure you wouldn't mind doing it on the floor" he threw you onto the ground, causing you to grunt in pain!

He sat on the chair you were just on, folding his arms as he looked down on you, "Well? Go on then."

You sat up on the floor and hesatated for a moment, "I said grind, you filthy slut, you were so eager to do it in the chair you'll do it again on the floor" He sneered at you.

"Y-yes, my lord" the heat of the aphrodisiac was getting to you by now, your hips stuttered against air. You tried to squeeze your thighs together to attempt to reach some sort of friction, your fist curled up in dissatisfaction.

Dottore stared at you before putting his right leg forward for you, "clean them, ___. My shoes are in a desperate need to be shined up with a whores slick." You froze with your grinding, you looked up to meet his gaze to only realize he was 100% serious with this demand.

Honestly you were far too aroused to care, you NEEDED friction. And him being so willingly to help was like pouring gasoline into a burning house, he shoved his foot between your thighs impatiently.

You yelped with the sudden object between your legs, although the way the tip of his shoe nudged against your clit was too good to not buck your hips forward.

You leaned forward and gripping his calf and began to hump his shoe like a bitch in heat, "ah!- t-thank you, my lord!" You mewled out pathetically, dottores hand slid down to palm that growing bulge in his pants, seeing panting with your pink tongue out while humping his shoes was very enjoyable to watch, perhaps he should promote you to be his bed bunny at night.

As much as this was giving you some much needed friction, it simply wasn't enough for you. You still felt the ache in your abdomen gnawing at you, your breast still ache. The very slight rubbing against your nipples from the bra was just making you even more aroused!

"Dottore.." you peered up at him with glossy eyes and a flushed face, the drool from panting was drooling down your lips leaving it soaked in its path.

Dottore had a sinister grin, something akin to a Cheshire Cat smiling, he suddenly spat onto the floor near you. You though he was about spit directly onto you, not that you didn't mind..

"Clean it." He leaned in the seat, his gaze looming over you, his hand reach out and snapped your head towards the direction of the saliva on the floor.

The aphrodisiac was already fucking with your mind by now was making you feel fuzzy and dumb, you nodded stupidly before getting onto your arms and knees, lapping at the wet spot on the floor like a cat licking milk in a bowl.

He simply was smiling while watching your tongue coating itself in his own saliva, as you did that he got up and went behind back to his desk. in the bottom drawer, underneath where he got the aphrodisiac from. He pulled out a white box and placed it on his desk, "are you done yet?" He looked at you from the floor waiting for you to get up.

Your knees felt quite weak at the moment, it was like making jelly hold a boulders weight. You simply crawled over to his side like his little obedient bitch, he patted your head softly before handing you the white box.

"Open it, I promise it's a treat for someone like you."

".. gift?. Ah, okay then.. I'll trust you one this one"

You lifted the top lid upward and pushed the paper wrap aside to find a well crafted black leather leash with a collar and a built in name tag, your hands froze on the beautiful leash.

Was he really going to make you wear this? Surely not!!

"Put it on, Now."

He stepped forward towards you, nothing your bewilderment to his gift! How dare you, truly. "Do you not like it? Here i thought you loved me..."

"No! I'll put it on, it's a great gift!" Obviously you still had SOME sense through your lust that the man who's currently degrading you is still your boss and lord, Il Dottore. You clasped it into your neck with such quickness, the feeling of something around your neck was making you increasingly aroused.

You looked up at him and gave him a weak smile, "see?" He frown slightly at your fake smile but nonetheless he gripped the leash and tugged it upward.

Your hands flew to grab at his desk and pulled yourself up, he then pulled you towards the desk and forcing you to bending your over it. "You know I don't like liars dear, ___" he delivered a hard smack onto your rear.

"Ack!- I'm sorry! I'll be more honest, my lord" you gripped the edge of the desk as his plan gently rubbed over the area he spanked you at, his hand slipped downward to massage your clit through your pants, causing you to moan a little.

"Oh it's quite alright. all new pets need to be trained regardless, you just need extra time alone with me." His hands came around your waist and began to unbutton your pants, they slid down around the ankles of your shoes.

"Oh, dear. that will be a problem later, now won't it?" He patted your ass to convince you to remove those pesky shoes, afterwards your pants were completely gone! There was an obvious wet spot on your underwear, you were practically leaking!

He yanked the leash back a little "you know, for somone who holds them up to standers, it truly would be a shame if someone saw in such a state" the words drawled out so cleanly it make your spine shiver, the pulling of the leash caused you to lit your head up. You noticed above the entrance of his door there was a mirror hanging above, awfully conveniently placed to be centered on your rear, you had a feeling this was purpose!

It's like he planned this after all.. you blinked back to reality as he took out his semi hardening cock. It seemed a little heavy considering how it was struggling to stand up and not droop downward, you continued to stare at his crotch through the mirror so lustfully.

It came increasingly aware that you were still feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac, you felt your pussy practically yearned for the feeling of that long heavy dick slamming against your cervix,

"My Lord!- please put it in already!!" You begged as your hips wiggled around, searching for some friction.

Dottore gripped your hips and pulled you closer to the edge, your hips were hanged over the desk, "and why should I? You haven't proved you've been well enough to even earn it" he began to rub his length against the crack of your ass down to your cunt, you felt your cunt suddenly get even wetter now, he let out a low groan at the feeling of your plumpness gently coaxing his length to harden.

The sensation felt odd considering there was no slickness to help, but the longer he did it, the harder he seemed to get against the fabric "please! I promise I am worth your investment" you tried to look at his face through the mirror but it seems like he wasnt listening.. or maybe he was considering it? Either way he began to press against your panties, almost like trying to enter you with the cloth still between your heat.

You gasped when you heard your underwear beginning to tear suddenly! Seems like he had enough and practically ripped it apart, dottore tighten his grip on the leash, he finally had access to you.

the sound of your underwear ripping was quite loud in the room, "did you just- ack!" You choked when dottore yanked even more on the leash, causing it to tighten around your neck.

"Silence, pet. I did not give permission to speak, now did I??" He sneered at your disobedience.

"From now on, I do not want you to be speaking unless I say so." He gave you a punishing slap onto your ass with the end of the leather leash, the sudden hard impact made you cry out in slight pain and surprise.

He retracted his hips one more time before pushing inside of your tight wet heat through the mangled hole he made from your undergarments, your eyes flew shut as your mouth involuntary made a mewl. The feeling of a intruding length stretching you out was too much not to whimper for, "Isn't that better? You were practically soaking through that underwear.. did you really need me that badly?"

He grinded his hips forward, allowing you to have some time to cockwarm him. He reached out to your rear and gave one of your cheeks a comforting rub before squeezing it firmly, your face was getting so hot the more he squeezed and toyed with you.

He wrapped the remaining leash around his hand and rested his chest on your back, "look at me, ___." Once you turned your head to the side slightly he immediately caught your lips onto his own. It was a rough and loveless kiss from him, almost like this truly was nothing else besides a transaction from him.

As the doctor continued to force his tongue down your throat, he pulled out before slamming back in, making you cry out into his mouth.

You wailed and cry with each punishing slap of his hips Against your ass, the collar was digging into your skin, as did his fingernails. At the moment dottore was getting tired of your stupid whorish wails, it wasn't allowing him to hear that nice wet squelch of your cunt being fed his dick.

"My teyvat, you're far too loud for my liking. I wonder if you always do this to every partner you've fooled with. Stay still" he moved away from you and pulled out, you whined in disappointment at the sudden emptiness. The aphrodisiac was literally eating you alive, you desperately wanted to squirm and buck your hips against the table for some relief..,

You wanted to see what he was doing with all that rummaging behind you, perhaps he wouldn't notice if you just took a quick peak to the side..

A furious slap came down on your ass, "ohh, since you are unable to follow such basic instructions, I believe a punishment is in order." A gag ball suddenly was harshly shoved into your mouth as he tightened it around your head firmly, your hands instinctively shot up to touch the new toy around your head, but alas! That only made your dear lord harbinger more angery.

You wanted to say something but the gag rendered your tongue stupid to even use, you let out a pained yelp, (or at least what was supposed to be a yelp was more of a gargle..) He gripped you by the hair and threw you onto the floor once more, you fell to your side. He pushed you onto your back with his foot, making you cry out in pain again.

You squealed when he suddenly pressed his shoe onto the mound of your cunt, your thighs flew shut almost immediately. "Now that isn't the way you behave around me, now is it?" He took hold of his cock and began to stroke it while looking down at your tearing face.

Your hips involuntary bucked forward as he moved his shoes downward, he tugged on the leash making you push yourself up onto your knees. He retracted his shoe from you "I wonder how long it will take for you to be fully trained, it seems this will take many sessions to do so" he shook his head at you in slight disappointment.

You looked up at him in concerned, what will he do if you did not learn quick enough?? You decided to scoot closer to his feet, he seemed slightly amused at your attempt to behave the way he wanted you to.

"So eager to meet my standards... Do not panic I have a better plan for you, hold still for me" he walked behind your kneeling figure and tied your hands together behind you with the excess length of the leash. The sudden restriction from your neck to your arms was quite uncomfortable "mfh!! Mmh!" You tried to speak through the gag but it rendered your tongue as useless.

"Get up. " He suddenly demanded, you looked above you to see him stroking his cock, waiting for you to get on your feet. "Well? Don't keep me waiting, ___"

You nodded before forcing your knees to push you upward, once on all two's he sat in his chair and pulled you into his lap, "put your ankles up on the desk," he patted your thigh with a sharp slap, making you jolt You leaned back against his chest before throwing your ankles onto the hard wood.

He shifted you his lap getting you comfortable before slipping two of his fingers into your wet opening, you immediately wriggled around at the sudden intrusion inside, Dottore's fingers snapped into a fast pace.

You felt your face turn hot and red again with the feeling of dottore curling inside of you, the sound of your slick pussy being toyed with was the loudest in the room besides your whimpering and bucking of the hips."now I'm sure you've realized you've bit off more than you could chew, hmm? Oh well, you will take what I will give you, I do not want to hear a complaint " He pressed a soft kiss on your neck as another finger slipped inside your wet warm heat.

He moved his thumb up onto your clit and began to rub in time of his thrust, this made you squirm even more, sweat was starting drip down your forehead, you struggled even more when he sped up, your eyes began to tear up as the feeling of a knot began to form up.

Even with all the squirming you were doing his in lap, you couldn't help but pray he wouldn't stop, even if it was so overwhelming for you st the moment. You let out a muffled scream as you finally hit your climax, your thighs shook as your eyes rolled back, you felt all your nerves go hot and shoot up to your body, making you go limp, for that single moment you felt so euphoric and sensitive.

You shook with the lasting effect of pleasure pumping into your blood, dottore slipped his fingers out before getting ahold of his length before entering you, you jerked with overstimulation as his cock entered you once again.

He hugged your waist before pushing his hips up towards you, "ahh, don't move too much. Of you couldn't tell yet I am also trying to enjoy myself" he rested his face onto your shoulder watching as, his dick bullied itself into you. You cried at the next orgasm building itself up, you curled your toes as your hands strained in its own bindings, you felt the leash beginning to dig into your arm.

You yelped and choked on the gag as he bit down onto your neck, the pace of his hips quicken with the feeling of his own arousal begining to burst, you continue to make muffled noises of pleasure as his dick continued to abuse that perfect spot within you, causing you your wriggle around again. Certainly didn't help that dottore was bitting down on your neck making you feel even more sentive than from your last orgasm, his hand reached down against me began to feel where the both of you connected, he fiddled around with your clit.

Your walls squeezed around him tightly at the new forming knot being to form at rapid pace.

He suddenly slap your clit, that was the last thing that broke your finally straw. You watched your back at its fullest as your orgasm hit twice as hard as before, the sudden tightening of your walls around dottore made him grunt before he broke out into the prettiest moan youve heard.

He sputtered his warm seed within you, coating your walls with warmth. You teared up at the overwhelming stimulation, you whined out again from the gag as he pulled out, making all the seed flood our from your poor abused pussy.

You perked up as he began to remove the gag and the leash, "a-are we done??" You looked back at him in confusion, "yes, yes we are done. Wonderful performance, ___. Now this was only a treat for your good work this month, maybe next month you'll do well again. Until next time, ___."

You blinked, it seems that this was just a motivational treat, not that you were complaining. You picked up whatever clothes he ripped away from your body and put them back on before leaving his office, you sat down back at your desk, you werent sure how to feel. But its time to get back to work...

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After a week since meeting that foul Shark, you were busy scouting for food, you eventually did spot a crab crawling around the rocks. Unfortunately the delicious spikey spiders were quicker than you were, they hid themselves in-between the rocks trying to get away from your hungry mouth.

You strained your tentacles to wrap around it's little arm and dragged it out, quickly you pulled it towards your beak and broke through it's shell! This one seemed to be pregnant considering all the little orange balls that spilled out from its tummy, the chewiness of the flesh was so lovely and tender

The carcass floated against the water before hitting the ground with a soft thud, the sand around it scurried away, you searched for your next meal around the rocks, maybe there's some small fish around? you quickly remembered there was a human farmer somewhere around here making a mussle farm! You did really adore mussels for their texture...

As you were about to swim towards that farm, two hands covered your eyes "HEY!- WHAT IS THIS!!" you thrashed around trying to use all of your tentacles to try to attack whoever it is blinding you. Unfortunately you felt the binding of a net around your body, you desperately claws at it trying to escape "well, well, such misfortune for you, you are of some importance to me. That day where you so dared to throw sand at me had locked your fate, don't worry, 8 legs. You'll be fine in my care" that voice made you shudder, it was that same shark from last week, what could he possibly want from you?? And why on earth wasn't he brutally killing you like he did to that dolphin? Didn't matter considering you felt him grab your tentacles and something sharp poked into your flesh, you start to feel drowsy..

"Damn you, you goddamn bastard!" You slurred your words as you felt another pair of hands manhandle you, you attempted to fight against it but eventually they overpowered you, seems like he wasn't alone after all. "Such language, let's hope that doesn't get you in trouble later on, sweet dreams, 8 leg's."

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You slowly squinted your eyes as you felt a bright light on your face, all you could see was this bright ball of light, you turn your head to the left to see yourself surrounded by a machine and really odd sharp bottle like things had tiny lines spaced apart? You never seen them before besides humans using them into their skin, what was it called?.. saringe? Sinridge?.. oh yes! A syringe!! You remember a doctor on a boat saying that when you swam by their boat, you watched him use it on one of the men on the boat for something, but you never seen that weird box that kept beeping hopefully that bastard of a shark had an explanation soon..

You grunted as a sharp pain hit your head, you looked down at yourself to realize you were tied down on a table, "huh?? I'm out of water??" You quickly learned that yes you were no longer in the sea and instead was in a small tub of water instead, it didn't make any sense though. That shark had kidnapped you inside of water, unless he had given you to a human and you're now somewhere on land?? They completely tied your lower tentacle half, you felt the rope dig into you .."Hello?? Anyone there?!" You tried to call out into wherever you were, honestly you were scared and confused about your situation..

You perked up when you heard someone walking towards the room and wheels rolling?? You looked at the door as it bursted open, it was that shark! Expect he had two other versions of him besides him walking and he was in a bowl on wheels with this contraption around his gills rushing water against it, "did you have a good sleep? Im assuming you have questions, yes?" He was wearing this white coat around him, you shrunk into your seat as the clones approached you. One poured water onto your head giving some much needed moisture as the other went to the counter grabbing something, the damned shark approached your side by controlling the joy stick towards you "well? Or maybe you're still numb from sleeping.." he tapped at your tentacles"

"Who are you!! And where am I! " You thrashed around again trying to free yourself but it was pointless, these bounds had a good grip on your squishy flesh, "calm down now, struggling won't do anything for you, as for your questions, I am il dottore and we are in my lab" he gestured around you. "Who are these copies! And why are they human?? Why do they look like you, are we on lan-" he shushed you by putting a finger to your lips "you talk quite fast, these are my clones.. my segments, I made them human to help around here with the ability to be a mershark like me when fully submerged in water~ we are not on land my dear 8 legs, we are still under water in a cave, it's just that it's more sanitary to be in the air to do my experiments." He put his hands behind his backs and spoke like this was all normal! This honestly made you have far more questions than a understanding of what was happening!

"Awh don't look at me like that, you're looking at me as if I'm crazy, 8 legs." He leaned closer to your face, you shiver as the clone once more poured water onto your head tickling your dry skin, "don't resist, we're just running a few test before we let you to your cell." Dottore stepped back as the clone at the counter had this fluffy stick thing in his hand??

"Open wide." The clones sounded cold and a slight difference in his voice than dottore, the odd white thing seems to remind you of an sea anemone. you didn't finish your breakfast from this morning so you hope it was tasty!! As you opened wide you bit off that hard stick, almost immediately they forced open your mouth in a panic, "NO!- don't eat that!! Spit it out!" The clone frantically said, You gagged as their hand shoved into your mouth ripping it away, you panicked and you tried to move away. "That's a cotton swab! We just wanted to wipe it on your tongue, do not consume anything unless we tell you" dottore looked at you in irritation, "considering how quickly you desperately scarfed that down, are you hungry?" He sighed out and tilted his head to the side "you kidnapped me mid meal and you're seriously asking me that question!" You sneered at dottore face.

He crossed his arms and sighed "we already did examine you while you were passing out, let's get you to your cell so you can have dinner." With a snap of his fingers the two segments pushed the table you were on towards the double doors, the tip of your tentacles curled and hugged each other for comfort as you strained against the confinement around your wrist, you watched as the ceiling passed through lights and corners, eventually they stopped pushing the table and shoved it into a door.

Suddenly you felt 4 hands lift you off the table and onto the floor with a wet slap, "ow!! Hey! Gentle on my tentacles! They bruise easily!" You grunted at the clones who took the table away from this empty room and shut the door, all you could see was through the glass window that store stood in front of, he waved at you before clicking a button. You notice the room being filled with salt water, you squirmed around like a pathic slug being hit with salt, dottore turned on the microphone and spoke to you "do not worry, sooner or later it will fill up so you can get out of those restraints. Afterwards a door will open, I hope you are smart enough to remember that in a couple of minutes, you'll be fed soon, 8 legs." You watched as he used the joystick to back up and rolled away on his stupid guppy fish bowl "why meee!!!" You cried out into the blank empty room as you flopped around.

BONUS

Here's dottores guppy bowl, y'all better like my doodles or else...😡..

(I'll cry)

The bottom left is what is on gills, it kinda pushed water around it because sharks need to be moving around water to breath yk

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"You're very welcome, please be careful with future experiment's! Next time you'll blow up your whole entire uniform." You say back down and crossed your arms, beta's eyes narrowed at that little remark "yes yes... I don't require another scolding from anyone else today, that was a small miscalculation on my own part" he huffed, you could hear the way he was downplaying his 'little' mistake.

For a long while you both stared at each other, beta suddenly spoke up "you know, there's a fatui dinner coming up. Will you be there? Or are you going to stay in your small little room like always?" He leaned forward, his hands supporting his weight on the table. You sighed in dread of the gathering "well no, not because I want to but because I know there will be tons of angery people at my door asking for dresses or suits.. besides I'll busy finishing commissions as usual." You leaned back in the chair, your head tilted up as you stared back towards the dim ceiling in exhaustion of the idea, having to reject people for the uprise in commissions was already making you feel fatigued.

Beta tilted his head on the side, his eyebrows furrowed slightly "I see, I see.." his fingers began to tap against the table, "can't you take a day off for just a single day? surely a seamstress would have made her own dress years ago, hmm?" You sat up and shook your head "as embarrassing as it is to say, I haven't.. well I mean I did but it's not up to par with my own skills today, besides I'm not one to dress up anyways! Too many people talking can make me feel overwhelmed, what do you even do there? I'm assuming even the original himself doesn't even participate in such a .. frivolous event, he sends a clone out doesn't he?"

You leaned forward and rested your face in your fist. Beta stood up straight and began to walk around your sewing room, his hand ran along the different fabrics "well.. yes, yes he does.. And as for what you do there.."- he titled his head to the side thinking about it -"I guess it's more for a time to show off, and or save face" He spoke about it as if it were a mere biology question in school, his hand stilled on a lovely dark red silk that was rolled neatly and stacked away.

You cackled out loud, you threw your head back as the tall walls echoed with your amusement, "oh archon's! That's actually funny! You really think ME out of all people would tend that? Do you know how many dirty stares I would get for being there? The other harbingers look down on me, I have no authority here and they purely know me as the seconds personal little seamstress, that's probably the only reason half of them haven't tried to choke me to death on sight " you wiped away your pretend tears from the corner of your eye "that's very 'kind' of you, beta.." you let out a amused sigh

Beta's face twister into a scowl before throwing them up into the air "my apologies your highness for being curious!! Do NOT use that tone with me, seamstress. Or else there will be some attitude corrections" he snarled out, his hands hit the table making you flinch a little. You glared at him for a moment before adjusting yourself, "... My apologies, my lord dottore.." you had to physical forced that sweet mocking tone, obviously this just made beta even more pissed off.

He walked around the table before leaning over your sitting form, "do not forget you are replaceable, ___.. insufferable pest.." he spat at his venom towards you before leaving, your face and mood soured already.. well surely it couldn't get any worse? You reached over towards the balance wheel of your sewing machine "Ow!-" you jerked away as soon as that sharp pain in your wrist began to appear again... "Well, Lord dottore did offer health insurance." You began to think if that possibly meant being under his knife, the thought of it made you shudder with anxiety, but then again the pain in your wrist was getting annoying with each day.

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Around the end of lab hours you decided to bring it up to him.. or him's? of course the original was far too busy in much more important things than to worry about your wrist pain, so you went to upsilon in the upper right wing of the lab. You hope that he wasn't busy usually that part of the wing wasn't overly busy, besides all you wanted was a small exmantion.

As you approached the doors and knocked before entering, "hello. I hope you have space for one more patient?" You poked your head in to see a few clones wrapping up their final patient, the dim lights made you feel uneasy, and the scent of latex gloves and disinfectant was choking you.

The clones paused for a moment from their work to glance at you before resuming, upsilon removed his glasses to rub those exhausted eyes before gesturing to you to sit on the empty stool besides him

When you did sit down he finally spoke, "what's the problem now?" He leaned onto the table and waited for something simple as a small cold. "Ah- yes well my wrist are aching and well they hurt when I move it in a certain way" without missing a beat he reached over to your wrists and felt around, "does this hurt?" He waited for a response. "Ow!- yes!!" You jerked your hand away, "it's nothing urgent of my time, but it seems like you inflamed your joints, I'm assuming it's because you've been sewing too much. All I can offer you is medicine to make the pain less louder than it is, put something hot or cold onto it, and well physically therapy.. but at the end of the day you need to have a less load of work, the only thing you do is sewing so i suggest you take longer breaks." He turned away from you and pulled your file up to type in the new diagnose.

You peered down at your wrist, you indeed have been pushing yourself due to the upcoming events and what not.. not to mention the influx of new clients, perhaps beta and upsilon were right? Maybe it was time you stopped before the consequences consume you, "okay well.. what do I do in the meantime? Surely the original would be upset by this?" You glanced at him with concern, upsilon sighed and shook his head. "The original would not be kicking you to death for this, regardless of his emotional state. What would he even gain from ending you? Surely you seriously don't believe he's trigger happy... Besides if he needed a new clothing piece, he would have a clone do it if you're on leave." Upsilon continued to type away.

"Oh." That was all you could force out of yourself, of course dottore wouldn't suddenly throw a tantrum like that! If he's smart enough to create fake gods, than he's more than capable to deal with such a small inconvenience maturely.. "okay, so about my treatment.." you tried to pry at upsilon to choose for you, "ah yes... We will give you the medicine and schedule you for the physical therapy, for now, I suggest you stop your project's. Go on then, come back here tomorrow at 10."

You nodded and bowed before leaving the lab, as you walked down the dark halls of the dorms. You begin to wonder if perhaps you've truly been working yourself too hard, and yet the itch of creating something so neatly was unbelievably satisfying to you. But then again, you rather continue to see until your final breath so maybe it's better to take care of those wrist! You opened the door of your personal quarters And entered. You brushed your teeth and washed your face before hitting your bed face first, the feeling of the sheets warming up from your body lulled you to sleep, eye lids felt like they were getting heavier with each blink..

"Goodnight all of teyvat.."

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Omg guys!! I'm so sorry for not posting, I was busy preparing for the holidays :(! Btw I do not know anything about arthritis. my wrist was hurting a few weeks ago from sewing which inspired this fic!

As you near your territory you saw something that caused you to freeze, your lower octopus half immediately camouflaged into a sandy like color. You slipped into the log and witnessed a mershark ripping a merdolphin in half, the deep red blood around them was turning into a merky Marron as it dispersed into the blue tint of the ocean.

You felt your stomach turning in fear, your body sunk deeper into the log.. it was twisted to see how aggressive this certain shark was. Usually the ones you saw weren't really aggressive, they would just swallow their prey whole and move on. But this one,, was extremely hostile, you couldn't look away from his rapturous attacks onto the merdolphin.

Eventually fear of being spotted took over, you decided it was best to try to roll the log towards your home, your tentacles and hands began to push the side of the log forward towards that area, slowly. You felt your breath getting shallow with anxiety, you heard the sharp snap of the mershark's teeth crunching on the merdolphin's spine..

You cringed at the sound of the munching, but you were for keen on safety first than reacting, luckily the coral reef was not too far away now, you decided to make a dash for it. Surely he wouldn't notice if you just quickly swam under your coral?.. right?

You held your breath, "okay y/n.. just go for it!-" you jumped out the log and quickly used your short burst towards the Coral, the mershark looked up at the sudden movement of sand flying around. Oh gods... Fuck! You grabbed his interest!! You squished your body flatly and crawled under the small pocket of your colorful coral, you worked quite hard chipping away at it to make this little pocket..

You began to panic when the mersharks picked up his meal and swam towards the nerrow opening of your den, "oh no!! Why can't you just leave me alone!-" you grunted as your body lurcher to the back wall of your den. "Oh? And what do we have here.." he muttered as he continued to chew on his meal, "you know .. you're not that slick, I thought you were another little fish in that obvious moving log, but my, my.. it's been awhile since I've seen a octopus around here, hm? I guess it must be octopus season for the humans above" those snarky words of him made you bristle up! So RUDE!!

"don't you have better things to do?! Go flip over a boat, you stupid shark!" You growled out, you sputtered sand towards him from under the Coral trying to shoo him away, but that was entirely useless since you saw his tail flicked in interest. "Ohh, how aggressive.. what if I don't want to leave hmm? What are you going to do little octopus?? Are you going to suffocate me with those tentacles of yours??" He snickered as he shoved some of the remaining bones into your den.. gross "I suggest you speak to me in a better tone, 8 legs." And with that he swam away leaving you in annoyance and a little more trauma than yesterday.. what a horrible out come of a lovely day.

ill probably do a pt 2 to this once more, let me know if you have suggestions/ feedback. requests are open!

(I really like this trope/ au!! So I might actually make this into a mini series? Let me know if any of you would enjoy that.. ofc it's probably going to turn romantic,,)