#d.oc

Scar watches Doc work sat atop one of the creeper's shulkers. Doc's working on some complex redstone thing, and he will need the shulker Scar is sat atop at some point. When he cranes his neck down, looking for the sauce of a faulty signal, Scar's heart flutters at the peekaboo of verdant furry back - awe, he still has some of the marks from the other night with the eye blossom flogger.

With a whistle, he opens the console on his little communicator - with it's retro sci-fi scrapper bulkiness - and taps at the keys musing to himself. Where would be a good place to start. Scar observes Doc, the knots of concentration, the way his brows furrow in rising frustration, and the little growl in the base of his throat - that's it, he needs to think less.

Gleefully, Scar punches in the command.

/clear Docm77

All of Doc's items, the redstone and repeaters, all his diamond ore scaffolding, all his armour, everything disappears in a sudden poof. Doc blinks, and looks down at his empty palms.

Docm77: Xisuma, did you clear inventory? Xisumavoid: No. Weird. Let me fix that for you.

As Doc's items puff back into existence, Xisuma sends a whisper to Scar, gently reminding him not to go too crazy. Scar responds that he thought it would clear Doc's head. Xisuma gently encourages him to look at the small manual he slipped into his pocket.

Scar does and he smiles instantly at the book and quill's information.

Shaking off the minor set back, Doc gets back to work while Scar watches, admiring the strong creeper-centaur body and all it's soft cuddliness as Doc lifts to his hind legs, his strong thick legs, while his ferocious and soft front paws resting on scaffolding as he sorts through the strength of repeaters and situation of comparators. And they call Scar a hot guy!

He's not ashamed to admit, studying Doc with a downright sinful glint in his eyes, that he is getting hard. By the time the console is out again, he's at a semi - thick and heavy and twitch with a needy for Doc. It's only fair Doc should match, seeing as he caused the problem.

/effect give Docm77 minecraft:arousal infinite 2 true

The pleasant droning of the thick set keys clicking - Doc's ears turn up at it and his shoulders relax enough for Scar to notice - ends with the finite sealing of the enter key and almost instantly, Scar watches the effect seizes Doc. He jerks in place, like a jolt has shot from the base of his skull all the way to the fluffy tail of his hind legs. He can't even see the particles swirling around him As the sensation settles like fresh fallen snow, Doc hind legs squeeze a little tighter, as if that could hide the heavy monster emerging between them. Scar can hear the embers of pleasure settling in his lungs, rising up like sparks with each breath, fluttering and heavy: smouldering with need. His shoulders slacken and his fur becomes puffy and impossibly fluffy.

Nice to know it's working. So nice of Xisuma to add some custom potion effects.

He watches for a while as Doc struggles to focus on his project with the warmth radiating through him, hushed, gravely sighs and sequestered moans sneaking past his lips that Scar delights in collecting like pretty stones on the shore line.

Another addition couldn't hurt…

/execute if entity Docm77 facing entity GoodTimesWithScar eyes add effect give Docm77 minecraft:trance infinite 0 true add effect give Docm77 minecraft:arousal infinite 4 true

And when Doc struggling to balance his mounting need, hole no doubt aching from the absence of what it desires, cock threatening to leak and leave a snail trail of pre in his wake, a warm blush colonising his body through the thick fluffy fur, finds he needs a component from the shulker, he has to turn to Scar.

"Alright Scar you're going to need another seat, need my compara…" Doc's voice has dropped an octave, his voice coming breathy, but as soon as he locks eyes with Scar it's like the switch to his brain goes off. He drops fast, and he drops hard. His words fail him, replaced by a low needy hum that makes Scar's cock throb, his body slackens and eases as if any and all worries melt away, and he's none too shy about hiding his cock - desperately hard between his hind legs.

Sliding off the shulker, Scar walks over to the doe-eyed, slack, vacant redstoner with a satisfied smile.

"Oh sweety, getting all subby for little old me, what will people say?" Scar teases, running a hand along the long curved of his goatish head and delighting in the way Doc leans into his hand so effortlessly and unabashedly that he feels a stone skip over his heart. He looks into his eyes - one pleasantly hazy and glassy, not a single though behind them, while his mechanical eye fizzles with a low grade static that adds a pleasantly hypnotic droning noise to the radius of Doc's head.

Doc decides the perfect punishment for the ore snatcher is to make him his personal cock sleeve for the month

Scar (who’s in heat) in his state of mind right now thinks this is a great idea and agrees to it.

(Ok so Doc’s a centaur in this and I don’t know what it’s called bellyriding ?)

but Doc ties Scar’s legs to his hips so he can slide his cock in Scar’s sniffer cunt easily

Scar’s middle arms behind Doc’s shoulder blades of his front legs

and Scar’s other arms tied behind Doc’s torso

so Scar’s face is flushed against Doc’s stomach

(sorry in my head I can picture it, it’s just hard to discrib with words.)

Doc’s annoyed that Scar is injoying his “punishment” this much

but what Doc doesn’t know is that the food Scar pick to regenerate his health during his punishment (Torchflower Seeds) also make him enter breeding mode (just like the sniffer mobs)

Scar did this just to piss Doc off some more.