Hinoka Yoshitaka, M.D.

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She stabbed forward, only to be yanked back successfully. Her fingers splay out as best they can, spindles spread out like claws as Hinoka's body tries to wrench itself from Miguel's grip, legs kicking as she tries to thrash in his arms.

Their roles are now reversed, with him being the quieter of the two as she hissed and shrieked , head jerking side to side in another last ditch effort to break free. Her body is beginning to tire, the pauses in between each harsh attempt to struggle free from the larger spider's hold growing longer. The shrieks die down into furious hissing.

Then comes the sound of flesh being pierced by fang, and the woman's body goes rigid for a moment.

Miguel had gifted her the time to regain her senses long enough to envenomate with the large dose she had prepared for him. Normally it would do little, but in this tired frenzied state and with such a large quantity of her own poison it was enough. Hinoka's fangs slowly withdraw from where they had struck beneath their bottom lip, sinking back into her gums as she finally goes limp.

"And what do you know of me?!"

The snap was sudden and ferocious. As he stepped forward she held her ground, shadowed green eyes tilted upward as she glared holes into Shanks's head. Her name on his tongue stung, and it caused a pained warping in her mind. She knew this wasn't her, but this is who she had to be.

"What do you know of the suffering and sacrifices I've endured to even live to this point? Nothing!"

She snarled, posturing the whip at her side as the spikes on its snap end rattled against the ground.

"The Marines, the World Government, you and all the other Pirates... Always ready to label and mold any sniveling soul you deem worthy to save to use for your own means. I will NOT be told any more!"

"Now silence yourself and die."

She wouldn't give him the chance, and she lashed out. The thick black cord of the whip was aimed close to Shanks's head--mostly out of intimidation. It would wrap around a pillar with enough force that Hinoka could launch herself toward the red-haired pirate. She wanted to see what he would do. How far he would go to leave her unharmed, or disarm her.

"I can't imagine, and the fact you are one of the most equipped to handle them only echoes how strong they were."

She moved about, listening with a half-turned head as she reached for different vials while a small tub of water was set to heat above a fire that had seemingly sparked on its own.

The clattering swords make her jump but she knows enough about Witchers that this was truly a sign of just how injured Geralt was. Without a word she knelt down and reverently hoisted the blades before setting them against the wall closest to the cot. It was the least she could do.

"Alright, I do have to remove your armor but I have a method that should make it a little easier," She gestured to the slowly warming water in the tub, "I have some medicinal oils that will mix with the water that I will soak your back with. It will hurt, mostly because of the heat of the water, but the oils have some numbing and soothing agents in them."

"Are poisons or venom associated with these beasts?" She asked him politely, taking a peek before exhaling in assessment. Best to know so she didn't make his pain worse, "By soaking your back and the armor, it will help loosen from the blood and dirt and will ease the removal, that way I'm not tearing at already injured skin."

"Apology accepted then, Sensei."

Her smile widened, brightened even, and she blushed lightly when his hands touch her hips. As if being touched by sunlight itself, she thought. It warmed her deeply and she blushed darker as he complimented her.

"Y-You're too kind, Zen, I assure you I haven't changed all that much."

She perked up and chuckled.

Oh gods there was so much. Definitely more than she had swallowed down earlier. The streaks are hot against her skin, thick ropes of cum settling on her. She can't help herself as she opened her mouth to catch the few strays that had hit her lips, a shameful display of the good doctor utterly ruined on top of her desktop.

"Ah, it feels so good, s-so hot," She whined, swiping up some that had landed on her breasts and placing her fingers in her mouth to clean them off.

She can feel him pulsing and his eager reply makes her body shiver around him with another hard clench of her muscles. She bit her lower lip and savored his enthusiasm.

Again the hit makes her jolt underneath him, eyes rolled upwards as she lowered her face back against the couch cushion, the fabric muffling the sounds of her wanton moaning as her sex twitched around Jovanni's dick. Hinoka turned her head to the side, attempting to look at him from the corner of her eye.

"Ah, J-Jovanni...!" Hinoka whined, the hand that had been toying with her sex now clawing into the cushion. He's so hot inside her, it's dizzying.

"F-fuck should I let you, ahhh, finish in me?"

It was tempting, especially given that she'd feel so terribly empty when he pulled out to cum on her eventually.

Hinoka moaned as his dick swept over her sweet spot, legs trembling in his hands as he agreed with her sentiment. It was then that she reached her hand down to eagerly toy with her clit, lewd sounds joining the chorus of Jovanni's thrusts.

"Fuck! " She whined, back arching as her core tightened, " Gods you feel so good inside me, so fucking deep~!"

She reached the edge, masturbating furiously as she spilled over. Muscles fluttered and tightened around Jovanni's cock, milking him as much as her body could. Heavy panting is all she can muster as she widened her legs for him a little more, pure pleasure wracking through her. In the meantime she pressed her breasts together with her hands, finally able to croak out.