Leeches Suck
prompt: Inspired by @drakonishe 's incredible courtier swap au, I decided I wanted to have my canon apprentice interact with their swapped! courtier Julian. Apprentice Farah walks in on Dr. Devorak at a rather...sucky time.
fandom: The Arcana
pairings: none
word count: 672
warnings: uhhhh leeches and general julian masochism horniness
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“I’m sorry for interrupting, Dr. Devorak, but Count Montag needs you to–oH MY GOD?!”
Farah stopped dead in the doorway of the Court Physician’s chambers at the sight displayed before her; Dr. Devorak currently lying on a medical examination table, stripped of any top clothing, with what appeared to be at least ten swollen leeches clinging to the skin of his arms, chest and stomach.
Mason jars of all shapes and sizes were lined around the bottom of the examination table, positioned purposefully underneath his outstretched arms to catch the parasites if they fell.
The expression on his face was almost lustful, a deep blush tinting his pale cheeks and eyes staring into space, far off and glazed, his mouth open in a wanton display. The opening of the door seemed to bring him down from his erotic daydreaming for his eyes widened upon seeing her standing there.
“Apprentice!” His face flushed red once more. “I-I’m so sorry! I wasn’t expecting anyone! I-I was just feeding my dear leeches, y-you see…” Farah’s expression was torn between shock and sheer disgust.
“I-I, um…I-I do see, yes.” She stumbled over her words, her brain finally catching up to her and she fully registered what she was looking at. She cleared her throat, trying not to gag as she tore her eyes away from the large leeches to his face. “I-I should have knocked. M-My apologies.”
She cleared her throat again and glanced away from him, taking in a deep breath. Don’t throw up. Don’t throw up. “It’s just...Count Montag needs your assistance in the parlor and he asked me to fetch you.”
“I cannot leave now! My pets are feeding! I cannot leave until they are full!”
“Y-You...you feed your leeches your own….” She swallowed thickly in an attempt to save her lunch from coming back up. “Your own blood…?”
“Well, of course! Who else’s blood would I feed them?!”
She couldn’t help it. She turned her head and covered her mouth, coughing a bit to suppress a gag. Dr. Devorak blinked his lone red eye at her and tilted his head.
“Oh my...Kind apprentice, are you sick?” His eyes seemed to glimmer with eagerness. “Do you require assistance? I’d be most obliged to heal you...” Farah immediately shook her head.
“N-No!” She realized how quickly she had rejected, given the immediate fall of his hopeful expression and opted to dial it back, attempting to give him a slight smile. “No...thank you, Dr. Devorak, but I’m sure it was just something I ate.”
“Oh…” The doctor didn’t even attempt to hide his disappointment and sighed. “Very well then. Tell the Count I will be there as soon as possible. Allow me to just...finish up with what I’m doing here–Aah!” Farah jumped when he suddenly yelped unprompted.
“What’s wrong?!”
“A-Aah...my little ones are just feeding,” That deep lustful blush was back and Dr. Devorak’s chest heaved a bit with shuddering breaths. “Leeches have serrated jaws, y-you see, and every once in a while I can feel their teeth dig in deliciously as they suck up my delectable blood–Auh!!”
He straight up moaned that time and Farah could swear she saw his eyes roll back into his head.
“Is it...painful?”
“It feels as if many tiny hot needles are stabbing into my skin~!” The court physician laid back on the examination table. “It’s an exquisite pain....” He sighed as he arched his back, breath shuddering as the leeches dug their teeth again. “Yes, my little ones–feed on me until you are satisfied...I am a slave to your desire–Haaah! Yeeees!!”
“aLRIGHT THEN!” That was the last straw for her. In a completely flustered panic, Farah hurriedly grabbed the door handle and stepped back out of the room, eager to leave. “I’ll, uh, I’ll just go tell the Count that you’re...er...busy...” Dr. Devorak gave a curt sigh as if exasperated that she was still there.
“Yes, yes, please do! And shut the door on your way out!”
He didn’t have to tell her twice.
