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[Oletus Manor/Your Room]
Matches have been hard lately. Multiple losses in a row and painful kites. Everything hurts from overworking. Some bruises and cuts shimmer through your torn clothing, painting your usual flawless body. Unluckily, Emily Dyer, the only Doc at the manor takes care about too many patients at the moment. It’s been a rough time for anyone.
You lied on your back trying to ignore all the pain, praying it will go away on its own until you heard a sudden knock on your door. Sitting up, you wondered who could possibly visit you at a time like this. Forcing yourself to get out of bed as you vary towards the door. Recognizing a familiar face as you opened, you couldn’t help but greet the man with a smile.
“Orpheus!, what brings you here?” you said in a quite of joyful tone gaining a smile from him. “Just checking up on you since our doc is quite busy. I possess some medical knowledge as well so I decided to assist her a little” he said stepping inside your room, carefully observing anything. Sharp as always Mr detective. Orpheus was a self conscious yet very restrained kind of person. His mysterious appearance always catched your interest in him. You on the other hand were lively. A very energetic and smart woman, liked by many in the manor. But you appreciated alone time a lot, or at least the company of one or two people you were close with.
“Did your detective senses told you to come to my room especially?” you said throwing a smirk at him. He chuckled. “Perhaps”.
His eyes wandered to your injuries.
“Can i see?” he approached carefully, leaving you hesitating for a moment.
*He knows what he’s doing and besides, I should really get these healed* you thought to yourself and nodded before taking your upper clothes off, only leaving your Bra on. Even tho the both of you weren’t really close, you decided to be logical about this and trust him. But if you were being honest. This man really has sex appeal and you sometimes wondered about how he’s like in Bed.
Your entire body was injured. Multiple fresh and older cuts in your stomach area, chest and shoulders. Bruises on your hips, upper arms and back. He stayed quiet for a moment and carefully observed all the injured spots. “You kept on ignoring them?” He then said, leaving you flustered because you knew he was right. “Didn’t had time” you quickly responded hoping he doesn’t ask any further questions.
“You should really take more care of yourself” he stated, stepping closer and slightly brushing over your hip bruise causing you to flinch from the pain. He looked up to meet your eyes, staying still for a while, then walking towards your desk chair, sitting down.
“Come here”
The way he moved his fingers to lure you closer send electric signals through your body. He literally just told you to take a seat together.
You sat down on the chair, not entirely on his lap, your back facing him. He pulled a smaller bottle of salve out, removing his gloves, which he gently placed on your desk and pouring some of it onto his left hand.
“It was in my pockets the whole time so it shouldn’t be too cold on your skin” he said, gently rubbing over your bruises to spread it.
You hissed at the sudden touch trying to relax as good as possible. The moment he touched your hip bruise a little too hard made you accidentally moan out from the sudden pain. Orpheus stopped anything he was doing and you felt your cheeks heating up. “Sorry” you whispered awkwardly.
“No, i am” he replied continuing again.
The ones on your hips hurt so bad you tried to avoid making any more noise. But small pathetic moans could be heard by him anyways. *Geez, shut up* you thought to yourself hoping this won’t turn the situation into a tensing one. You shifted in your seat, accidentally brushing the area between his legs with your Ass, eyes widening in Realisation.
*Ain’t no way* you thought but unsure if you actually felt that right or if it was just your head playing tricks on you. Your entire attention was on him now, curious about if he actually…
You moved again, this time hitting his pants on purpose, a little too obvious tho.
“These might take a few days to heal out bu—- Hey what are you..” he said, holding in again but you immediately interrupted the Novelist.
“I knew it. Isn’t that a little inappropriate Mr Orpheus?” you teased him, curious about how he might react. “What are you talking about” he said not wanting to admit the huge boner in his pants.
“I’m talking about THIS”
And with that you purposely rubbed your ass on his pants again, this time a little bit harder.
He groaned, grabbing your hips to get you away from him but you kept on resisting, even tho it hurts as hell.
“Don’t you think THATS inappropriate miss l/n?” he said in an unpleased tone grabbing your hips harder. you, moaning again from the pain made him loosen his grip. “Stop it” he demanded but this whole situation was something to be messed around with.
“You’re the one getting a boner at an injured person, get yourself together Mr Detective” you teased, the Adrenaline in your body rising. There’s just something inside of you that really wanted to edge him, get him to his limits or maybe above.
“Tch”
Orpheus covered your mouth with his other hand. “You’re being noisy” he said which sounded like a threat to you, feeling his cold gaze running down your spine. You stayed still for a while, freezing up entirely. Heat began to build up between your legs. Noticing, he removed his hand again and continued on your healing, acting like nothing ever happened.
You stayed as quiet as possible but your inner voices told you to misbehave.
Curiosity overwhelms you as you purposely moaned out his name this time
“~AHHh… Orpheus…..”
You stepped into a field of mines.
The next thing you felt was a harsh landing on your ass, head forcefully yanked around thanks to your hair getting pulled at, now getting forced to look up at the man you probably angered just now.
Yet the butterflies in your stomach increased, things have gotten interesting by now.
“Oh, did i hit a nerve?” You messed around touching the tip of his cock through the obvious tent in his pants. He pulled your hair again making you groan in anticipation. Soon enough he went down to his belt, unbuckling it with the other hand.
“Last chance y/n. Be quiet or I’ll get you to be”
You smirked in an instant, glaring eyes observing him carefully. You felt the heat between your legs increasing as you watched him looking down on you with a dark, yet lustful expression on his face.
This was enough evidence to confirm your wonders, he secretly had these thoughts about you as well.
“Make me Sir”
And with that he unzipped his pants.
Orpheus is about average length, some pretty veins painting his cock in a seductive way. He placed the tip on your lips, both of you locking eyes.
“Open up, slut”
you licked the tip and gave in, doing as you were told, taking all of his length immediately, head moving up and down.
Some calm groans escaped his mouth, melting from your performance.
How clever. Your mouth is one of the less body parts that isn’t injured and he fully took advantage of that. *But even so, he must be hard working as well and probably uses sex as a stress relief* you thought connecting the pieces in your head. How lucky he picked you.
You continued bobbing your head on his hard cock, tongue supporting your action by licking his shaft while going up and down, successfully amusing him.
The sight of you taking him like a good obedient little slut sends sparks through his body.
“You must be really desperate if you do these things for free”
he panted looking down at your stuffed face. Obviously insulted, you removed your head to shoot right back at him.
“Then why don’t you buy yourself someone more expensive, besides, aren’t you just the same?”
Damnit.
These words hit. Gaining another “tch” from him, he rolled his eyes before looking down on you again. “Ain’t worth it” he dryly responded. What a weird way to compliment you. Your unpaid actions basically amused him more than paid ones from others. Eyes widened in excitement as you threw a playful smile back at him.
“Ooohhh, someone seems to want me”
you stated, making him raise an eyebrow. But you know you were right, this explains a lot actually. Congrats. You just pulled a famous Novelist’s interest.
“Stop talking” he demanded and forced his length right back into your mouth, making you gag from the sudden action. The grip on your hair tightened as he pulled you up and down his dripping cock leaving you gagging and moaning on him. Roughly tugging on his clothes to hold onto something while he fucked your mouth, your other hand wandered down to your sensitive clit, rubbing circles around for more stimulation. The vibrations coming from your noises made him twitch inside your mouth.
His pants increased and you felt him pulsing around you. He was close.
And with a few more thrusts he released his warm seed inside your mouth. You removed your head and swallowed, leaving only a little rest behind for demonstration, sticking out your cum covered tongue to him as a sign of submission. He smiled in satisfaction, putting his now softening member back into his pants.
Both of you stood up, getting dressed again. Despite him reaching his high, you on the other hand were still aroused and in need of release. *might think of him and do it to myself once he’s gone* you thought, smiling to yourself, knowing that your injuries prevent him from doing anything to you.
Dressed up again, Orpheus pulled the small bottle of salve out handing it over to you. “In the morning and before bedtime for about one week. Rinse the cuts for at least five minutes with mild soap once a day. Bandages are recommended after, you’ll find some at Mrs Dyer’s medicine cabinet” he induced before making his way towards the door.
“Fare well miss l/n”
And with that he left.
You stood in the middle of your room, taking a moment to process anything before throwing yourself onto the bed.
You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh I’m not done with you yet Mr Detective” you chuckled as your hand went down to your still aroused area.