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explicit content ⨾ smut٫medplay ٫vamp!sunghoon x f!reader ٫praising kink ٫overstimulation
you were sitting in the bright exam room. the lights were killing you, your head was already pounding, making you more achy.
it felt like you were waiting an eternity for someone to walk in. after waiting what felt like forever, a doctor finally walked in.. his dark hair was hiding his face. you couldn’t get a good look at him
his jaw was clenched while he walked in. he washed his hands before snapping on those blue gloves. he turns around. and he gets a good look at you. eyes narrowing intimately.
after taking a look at your medical chart he walks towards you, he stands close to you.. a little too close. he brings his fingers to your neck, pressing on your pulse point. his fingers are icy cold.
the temperature of his touch sends a shiver down your spine, even though your fever affects the heat on your body. he slots himself in between your legs getting even closer. his eyes narrow, tilting his head slightly, as he tracks your irregular thuds of your pulse against his fingers.
you were expecting him to pull away, for him to grab a blood pressure cuff.. to do anything besides this intimacy. he presses down harder on your neck, before you can even process any of this, his free hand moves to your thigh, gripping it tightly.
his fingers dig into your thigh, a painful grip through your clothes.. you should pull away but instead, you freeze.. not knowing what to do in such a situation like this. you start feeling dizzy, your head pounding faster as the seconds go by.. his smell is intoxicating, like a drug.
he smells like the winter, cold.. just like him. his hand on your thigh moves closer to your core, as he leans into your neck more. his gloved fingers slip into the waistband of your pants.. tugging them down..
you’re now just left bare.. your pants are discarded on the floor along with your panties. rips off one of his gloves, his ice cold hands on your flushed hot skin.
his hands slid up your thigh. you gasp, his hands sending shivers down your spine. “don’t.. flinch” he says, his voice raw and shaky. he pins you against the examination table, the paper lining crinkled as he dug his cold fingers into your hips to pin you down.
“look at me..” he says breathlessly.. like he’s trying not to yell.. you’re squirming under him as he pins you down harshly.
“stop moving or i’ll fucking tie your wrists together..” he says.. his voice rough and ragged.
you don’t listen.. you keep squirming. he snaps, he yanks off his stethoscope and grabs your wrists.. tying them above your head.
“i said to be still.. why didn’t you listen.. hmm?” his sentence comes out rushed..
the thick rubber of the stethoscope bounded your wrists together so tightly. he didn’t waste a second. he climbs onto the examination table with you, he grabs one of your legs, hooking it above his shoulder.
he leans into your neck, grabbing your jaw violently, pushing your head back. his fangs slip out. his other hand is already moving to your pussy, ready to finger fuck you. his fangs pierce the sensitive skin of your neck.
you gasp loudly, his gloved fingers pushing inside you. his other hand on your jaw moves inside your mouth, stuffing you with his fingers. they press flat on your tongue, preventing any other sound from coming out.
your back arches off the table, the only movement you have left of your body. his fingers pump in you, moving rapidly faster each movement. he drinks you like a man starved.
he adds another finger into your mouth as well as, another finger in your pussy, stretching you wide despite his slim cold fingers. your eyes roll back slightly at the overstimulation.
you gag slightly as he pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth. his fingers move rapidly inside you, his movements are punishing and rough. you let out choked sobs, tears threatening to fall.
his fangs ease out of your skin, blood dripping out of the piercings he made. he pulls his fingers out of your mouth.. you let out a relieved moan, your jaw is soar as you close it..
“such a good girl.. you did so well for me..” he says, slowly pulling his fingers out. his gloved fingers are glistening from your juices.
he takes your leg off his shoulder gently, stroking your thigh soothingly.
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