#ovulating lol

18+ only, repressed Dennis, sexathon lol

Normally, sex isn't something Dennis can even afford to think about it—he's got too much work to do; working the pitt isn't for the weak, and he can't afford to fall behind or disappoint patients.

The consequences of this that yes, you could say he was a bit ... repressed, but everything comes with a cost, doesn't it? Dennis can't let something as animalistic as ... urges get in the way of everything he's worked towards.

So after all this justifying, he even surprises himself when he can't keep his hands off you. The second he has more time for a private life, the two of you are fucking until the sun comes up. He's putting everything he knows about the human body to use to please you; tongue plunged into your cunt, his sharp nose brushing against your clit, his strong, fervent thrusts are leaving you breathless and crying out (this isn't what you expected from sweet, demure dennis). He wants you riding his face, riding his cock. The sheets are sweaty and drenched with your juices and his, the room smells of pure sex. Dennis is relentless, passionate, fully willing to make up for all the time he compartmentalized his desires to stay focused on his career.

It doesn't stop when he's working, either. He's never been one to suffer from intrusive thoughts, but lately there's always an image of your mouth full of his cock or him fucking you from behind, a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet (because god forbid Trinity catches wind of your rendezvous).

And just when you think it's over and you fall asleep, you wake up to Dennis's face in the croak of your neck, leaving kisses over your skin, his fingers exploring your cunt.