#sub reverse 1999

Medicine Pocket has never been interested in relating to others, and yet now they simply feel like they can't live without you, without your argues over work, without the little victories during research or without those kisses and fucking in their office when everyone in Laplace is gone or too busy to pay attention

Being like this with you has become an obsession too quick, because in the heat of the argument, when they start to feel frustrated over getting in the same dead end or just because they have managed to solve a problem to find a bigger one in the investigation and always ends up feeling feeling even more frustrated and angry, Medicine Pocket finds themselves feeling oddly excited too. Medicine Pocket lives for their investigation, their work it is everything and after that first time you two were together their mind twisted everything and now they can't continue without you all because they don't want to stop

Every time they found themselves growing more frustrated and in the edge, when they are about to start another argument just because you are near they end up in the same position, their clothes pushed aside just enough for you to fuck him, keeping your hands on their body, touching him until their senses are overwhelmed and your hips hitting his ass with each thrust, forcing every problem out of their mind and being replaced with nothing but the feeling of having you so deep and nicely inside of them

Sometimes it is them riding you, when he tried to put his thoughts in order they have grow used to climb on top of you and work on their pleasure themselves, raising their hips and falling on your cock until their mind have finally become clearer, when they feel like they have finally undo the knot of their thoughts and letting you take the control again, letting you finally fuck them properly and make them have to cling onto whatever they had finally found out or else it will be lost in the orgasm

To let you fuck them until their senses are completely overwhelmed, until they can barely think straight and their voice becomes hoarse from curses that turned into shameless moans, to end up all sweaty and trembling, to be left so full and yet still clinging onto you for more has become one of their favorite parts of working with you

You have become essential part of the process in more than one way, even if Medicine Pocket wanted they wouldn't be able to continue without you because trying to work without you it is even more frustrating, they can touch themselves, they can try to abuse his pretty pussy as much as they want and yet the frustrating feeling will never fade away completely without your touch, besides, why would they even try to do it themselves when they have you? They know you are just as addicted as they are so there isn't really a need to stop, not when they can bite and scratch, when they can use your body for their pleasure and release all they want because at the end you will turn to them when you need it too

Working at your side has been proven to be more satisfactory than they have ever guessed

Pavia is normally not impulsive, he knows that is better to be cautious and make sure to never put you in danger, but if he happens to be in the mood and find a good spot then he doesn't have reasons to restrain himself

And, in all honesty, if you try to protest or give an excuse that it isn't good enough he will simply laugh at you while dragging you away, he just knows that you like it as much as he does, so why pretend otherwise? No matter how much times you repeat that it is irresponsible or a bad idea, that someone could walk in he will not listen, his patience is thin when he wants you deep inside of him so he will silent you, if with a kiss or by pointing his gun at you depends completely on how annoying you have been

Besides, he knows too well that you aren't really bothered by his interruptions, if you really were against it you wouldn't come along when he asks, you wouldn't cooperate when he pulls you too close, when he takes the time to undo your clothes before taking care of his

He knows you too well to not know that if you were really bothered by what he is doing you wouldn't react to his teasing as shamelessly as you do, you wouldn't let him climb on top of you, you wouldn't guide his body to the right place nor push his hips down once your tip kisses his hole, you wouldn't look at him with that lustful irritation nor keep him in place

Pavia always ignore your insistence that it isn't a good idea because he knows it won't take long before you cling to his body like he does with you, he knows your complains will be shut by those soft moans that matches his, that you almost non-existent resistance it is the signal that you want it too, that you are also looking forward to have him on top of yours, that you are awaiting patiently for the moment he start to feel overwhelmed and his movements become sloppy all so you can take the full control, when you will stop pretending that you think it is better to wait until being at home to load your seed inside of him, to fill him until his legs shake and his hole drips, until he can barely keep that cocky smile of always

Seriously, they don't know what the fuck is wrong with them or you, perhaps it is that your only appearance manage to dragg their eyes away from his work to your form, or perhaps that so far your work have been impresive enough to raise some interest within them, perhaps it is that when their office is being quiter than usual and work has been slower than how they would like their mind always finds its way back to you, starting by thinking about your work, about what they have heard in the hallway that you were focusing on right now, his mind slowly being filled with thoughts about you almost as if they were going on idly until they caught thinking about you, not your work, not your results or potential at Laplace, but you and only you, in the serious expression you have when you focus, in your hands carefully handing the paperwork and records of your work, or that time they happened to watch you work, how you were so meticulous with your calculations, too focused on your little bubble of your work to even notice them being around, godness they truly are into the weirdest things, althoght, for them being into something is already weird enough

People has been avoiding them more and more when they get in their office, after all hearing screamed curses coming from office has never been a good signals, just, this time it is not because of their experiment, it is because something far more confusion, because apparently they can't stop thinking about you, and even worst, they seem to be unable to focus properly in their work and now is falling behind in their schedule and there is no one else to blame than you, or well, his thoughts about you

Medicine Pocket were once again going down their little spiral of hate and curses instead of getting anything done, pretty much laying down in their chair when they were about to snap once again, ready to curse when a wrong movement created an unexpected friction in between his legs, turning his upcoming scream into a gasp. To say that they were surprised was an understatement, they know what sexual attraction and sexual desire is but up until now that was never of importance in their life, but now that they were staring at his own crotch, pundering their options and realicing that they were actually running out of them Medicine Pocket decided that it was worth the try, it wasn't like they could go back to work

And part of them were thankful that everyone have been avoiding them so much lately, even prefering to delay until completely necesary even the smallest things related to them, because ever since Medicine Pocket decided to give up they haven't been able to stop, it was like if all the anger finally found the right way to be expressed, letting all the frustration fade away as his hand worked on their pussy, legs spread open so lewdly over their chair, already trembling for being working on themselfs for so long and yet not ready to stop, trying to reach as deep as they could with their fingers alone while their free hand went back and forth from squeezing their chest, playing a bit with their nipple just before moving to play with their neglected clit once they could feel their orgasm raising up in their tummy

Making a complete mess of their now rosy and abused pussy, sloppy sounds and moans spread across their office just like the juices of their pussy where now spread all over the place, wetting completely the chair under them, their trembling thights and even their aching hand, it was too much, they lasted too long already but they simply can't stop, not now, not yet, not when Medicine Pocket have finally gave up on pretending that things aren't like that, when their mind is so drunk and body so sensitive, when they have finally break down their own lies and have finally manage to evoke the memory of you, imaginating that it is you the one completely abusing their pussy and not their fingers, that you finally decided to do something instead of keeping that polite distance, that it is you the one making them moan ti the point of making their voice horse, forcing their trembling and sensitive body going throught another orgasm, even when it is just as tortuous as delicious

After this heavily experience it is for sure to say that Medicine Pocket will not stop soon, not when this makes them feel more at easy and drain them enough to actually focus on their work once again, althoght, Medicine Pocket is not exactly a patient person, it is just matter of time that they will wish for more and will do something to include you in their new favorite experiment

FEMALE CHARACTERS

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MALE CHARACTERS

ʚɞ Loved like a piece of art - 6

❦ Mixed signals - Varios characters

NON-BINARY CHARACTERS

ʚɞ Distracting - Medicine Pocket