#botxsmut

"M-Mmh!" He stifled a moan as you pulled his hair, brushing in. "Huh?" "N-Nothing!" He blushed profusely, hiding his face from you. You chuckled, getting in front of him now. You moved his hands from his face, pulling again, his moan a bit louder. "Aw, does someone like to have his hair pulled," you chuckled deviously, kissing him gently. He kissed back, mumbling into it. "You won't get away with this" he breathed, melting more into the kiss as you gripped his hair tighter, pulling a bit, making him blush deeply.

As you stepped into the apartment with groceries, you couldn't help but smile at the sight. The hero on his stomach, asleep after a rough day. You set down the groceries, quietly putting them away. You didn't wanna wake him just yet. You smirked mischievously, getting ever closer. Sitting on his back, you slowly began to massage his shoulders. His lips parted, a slight gasp and moan escaping from deep in his chest at the sensation. This was priceless. You kissed along his spine, sucking gently at his neck. He whined, subconsciously reaching behind his back, caressing and rubbing your thigh tenderly, gently squeezing, your face flushing red. As you pet his hair gently, you felt his free hand grab you by the wrist. "Mmh, no no. You don't wanna do that. You really don't wanna tempt me," his voice rumbled, deep and coarse from sleep and overuse. It sent shivers down your spine, stifling a noise. He chuckled deeply. "S-Sorry, James," you mumbled getting up. He rolled over, pulling you ever close as he sat up. "Now where do you think you're going, sexy?" His voice was only growing harder to resist, dripping in a lustful tone, his expression taunting you. "No, you see..you tempted me. Now you and I are gonna have little fun," he muttered, pulling you down, pinning you by the wrists to the couch. Oh what fun it would be indeed.

You yelped in surprise, being pinned down the way he had you. "Oh, how adorable. You're looking a bit red in the face. Thirsty or something?" He panted a bit. "T-Tease.." you mumbled, feeling kisses suck at your neck. "A-Ah. Doc.." you breathed, his hand slithering up your shirt. "O-Only I get to feel on you that way. Got it?" You nodded hearing the growl in his throat, moaning at the tender feelings, the sucking at your collarbone, the delicate tracing of your inner thigh. You were loving this. Suddenly, his phone alarm went off, chuckling a bit as he pulled away from your body, hearing you whine at the loss of contact. "We are far from done here, my sweet," he purred, fixing his coat and hair, heading off to the next patient.

The man yelped a bit, feeling you pull him by the tie. His cheeks flushed red, feeling you climb to his lap, kissing his neck tenderly. He shudderes a bit, grabbing your wrists. "N-No.." he mumbled, sucking at your collarbone. "Y-You d-don't...get that...l-luxury," he breathed, his warm breath and smooth voice sending shivers up your spine. He licked your neck, letting his hands up your shirt, teasing you. He danced around what you really wanted. He had sat you onto the desk, now laying and pinning you, right where he wanted you. He kissed you roughly, his hand gripping the brim of your pants. You were growing hungry, you wanted more. He put a hand in your pants, rubbing you through the remaining fabric, feeling you slip deeper into a lovestruck daze. He slowly pulled away, hands off. "So...catch you at 8?" "F-Fuck, y-you're...s-such a...t-tease," you mumbled, feeling so horny. "Yes, but there are rules," he chuckled, getting up. "Try to survive until then, sweetpea."