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You groaned inwardly as you read over the piece of paper laid out on your desk, a letter that had been addressed to you personally from the Administrator detailing the nature of a new set of medic procedures that the entire team was going to have to be subject to. Surprisingly, it wasn’t for some arbitrary set of experiments, but a simple health check that had been neglected from all of your checkups thus far. The letter read out as follows:
Dear Y/N,
I am writing to you to convey an important message.
A set of new medical procedures which your team Medic will be providing from here on out has been issued. Those with the appropriate anatomy will be receiving prostate exams and cervical smears as needed. This is to ensure no side effects from any machinery is manifesting in cancer; we have the means to check most other body parts, but this manual checking has been deemed as necessary. We understand that it is invasive, but it is for your benefit.
Your team Medic will be expecting you on the 5th of this month at 9:00am sharp for your exam. Please do not worry, this is only for your benefit and all results will be kept under strict control.
Thank you for your service.
Best wishes,
The Administrator
Another grumble left your lips as you folded the letter up and tucked it under a book, grabbing a pen and writing the appointment date and time on the back of the paper. You shot your calendar a glance, noting that it was already the 4th, despite the letter being dated the 30th of the previous month. Damn mail… why was it always so slow around here? You would have appreciated a little more time to prepare!
While you pushed your chair away from your desk and stood up, stretching your arms above your head, you let out a little chuckle at the thought of some of the men you worked with having their prostates prodded by Medic. The thought of the doctor having to check his own prostate also flashed across your mind, and your cheeks immediately flared up as your head was filled with images of the doctor reaching between his legs, knuckle deep inside of himself, a light sheen of sweat coating his skin… no! God, you couldn’t be having these thoughts, not again.
See, you had been crushing on the eccentric German for some time now, and not having the guts to just up and ask him to go on a date with you, you had resigned yourself to simply enjoying his company as a friend, though when your shoulders would brush in the hallway, or he would peer over your shoulder to nose at whatever you were cooking in the kitchen, your heart would leap like you had gotten an electric shock. You felt like a crushing schoolgirl and it made you cringe inwardly at yourself. Medic was a dignified man! Why would he be interested in someone like you fawning over him? You just had to enjoy the proximity you were able to have as teammates (even if you did go to the infirmary for even the tiniest grazes, just to have the man’s hands on you for a moment).
You could still feel the burning embarrassment on your face for the rest of the day, and this wasn’t lost on the other members of your team, who were also feeling their own unique cocktail of emotions at the news. It was refreshing to know that you weren’t the only nervous one, but you were sure that you were only one nervous because you were completely in love with the person that was about to be staring at your privates. The thought of the man’s strong fingers touching you there kept causing you to feel the slick wetness of arousal between your legs as your thoughts ran rampant about all the ways this appointment could go. Some of them were far more… inappropriate than others. This trend continued all day until you were finally able to retreat back to your room and begin winding down for the night.
As you were nursing a mug of tea at your desk in the evening, enjoying the quiet of the nighttime lilting through the window, you considered that you should probably take a shower before your appointment tomorrow. You had showered yesterday too, but it would be unacceptable in your own mind if you let your crush see your private parts without at least being as clean as possible. As you trailed down this thought path, your brain once again filling with delightful thoughts, you suddenly paused to consider whether or not you should shave for this. On the one hand, you’d probably be more comfortable if you had shaved, but on the other, would Medic think it weird if you had very obviously shaved the day before your appointment? Did he even like it when a girl was shaven? You groan and rub your eyes, figuring that you’d decide during your shower, so you make your way into your en-suite bathroom (oh, the perks of being a lady!) and shed your clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor as you step into the shower and turn on the water, sighing at the heat as it hits your skin.
You take your time in the shower, really taking time to scrub every inch of your skin and shave your legs as you let your conditioner soak into your hair. You had eventually decided to simply trim your pubic hair, not wanting to deal with the irritation that would come in a few days time as the hair started to regrow. After giving yourself a once over in the mirror and putting on some moisturiser, you slipped out of the room and shuddered at the cold as you dart across to your wardrobe and pull out an oversized shirt and a pair of black, lacy underwear. Doesn’t hurt to dress for the occasion you’re hoping for, right?
Once you had shut the window to stave off the cold, you slipped under your duvet and did your best to fall asleep quickly, a peculiar cocktail of fear and excitement brewing in the pit of your stomach. You did your best to ignore it as you occupied yourself with lovely thoughts of the handsome German that you would be seeing tomorrow aiding your journey into sleep.
You were awoken by your alarm going off, grumbling sleepily as you fumbled around to grab the clock and flick the switch that made the horrendous noise stop. You pushed your duvet off of yourself and swung your legs out of bed, sighing as you stood and went to your wardrobe to dress yourself. Given that you were having an exam that would require your lower half to be exposed, you figured a skirt would be a good idea just for ease of access. You pick out a mid-thigh length skirt and shimmy it up over your hips before grabbing a plain white shirt and pulling it over your head, choosing to forgo a bra today as it was simply too warm for one.
Once you had put on some deodorant and perfume, you slipped on your shoes and began to walk down the corridor to the infirmary, noting the chatter coming from the kitchen where you could hear Heavy and Demoman having breakfast and chatting about battlefield anecdotes. It put a smile on your face to hear them laughing together as you went, humming a soft tune to pass the time .
As you turned the corner to the corridor housing the infirmary, you felt a growing wetness between your legs again and inwardly cursed, knowing this was going to happen. You try to ignore it and put on a pleasant smile as you approach the double doors and knock.
“Medic? I’m here for my appointment!” You call, hearing a scuffle before his footsteps start coming towards where you stood.
Medic beams down at you as he flings the door open and begins to usher you inside, his hand just grazing the middle of your back. “Guten morgen, Frau- I hope you are doing well this morning?” He enquired as he strode past you to snap on a pair of colourful latex gloves. The action made you blush as you stood watching him, the wetness between your legs only worsening at the snap of the latex.
“Ah, I’m very well! Thanks for asking; I hope you’re well too, Doc?” You reply, wringing your hands nervously.
“Ja, I’m doing vell too, mein freund! Now, I understand zat you may be a little nervous about this new procedure,” he hummed, turning towards you with a reassuring smile as he rubbed his hands together, “but I assure you, I’m just as nervous as you are! But ve shall get through zis together, yes?” Medic grinned, eyes lingering on your bare legs for a moment before returning to your face.
You let out a ringing laugh at his statement, feeling more at ease thanks to his humour. “Together indeed- though you’re not the one that’s going to be on display to the world.” You jest back teasingly to Medic’s amusement.
“Not the world, Frau, only me.” He smirked for a brief second before gesturing to a screen that was hung by the exam table. “Now, if you wish to take any garments off, you may remove them behind ze screen. I will be back in a moment, but feel free to take a seat once you’re ready.” After a slight bow to you, the man turned and began to collect things from various cupboards and drawers, occasionally looking upwards to the ceiling to coo at his pet doves.
After watching Medic for a moment, you dipped behind the curtain and took off your underwear, blushing as they hit the floor with a damp thud. Damn, you really had the hots for this man, huh? You also took the time to kick off your shoes, leaving the items on the floor where they had landed, as nobody would see them anyways. You then stepped out of the privacy booth and hopped up on the bed, making sure your skirt was gathered around your waist as you covered yourself with a piece of the paper that was lining the seat.
Medic soon returned, placing a small tray down on the side table before taking a seat at the foot of the bed on a rolling stool. “Now, this exam shouldn't take long at all. All it will entail is a brief insertion of my finger so I can feel your cervix and ensure everything is okay, and then I will take an internal swab from your cervix for testing. Does that sound okay?” He asked as your face turned red while you nodded. Medic grinned and patted your arm before adjusting the stool so he was low enough to perform the procedure. “Gut. Now, if you could just spread your legs nice and wide for me…”
You nodded, swallowing thickly and feeling your face flare up with a hot blush as you open your legs to Medic, peeking shyly at his face to try and get a sense of what he was feeling. That is, if we was feeling anything other than medical professionalism. You saw his eyes go wide as he looked between your legs, and you could have sworn you saw him shudder a little before he looked back up at you with his cheeks dusted pink. God, he must think I’m so weird for being so wet…
“Ach… Frau, you are, um… a little bloody. Were you aware zat you are on your period?” Medic asked, doing his best to keep his eyes on your face and not between your legs. The sight of your womanhood covered in a layer of bright, thick blood had the man thinking thought no doctor should be having about his patient. He chewed on the inside of his lip as he saw your face turn from shy to absolutely mortified.
“What?! No, I wasn’t due for a few days yet! Fuck, I’m so sorry… I know it’s gross, we can reschedule if you want.” You scramble to apologise and offer solutions, but as you speak, you look at Medic’s face and see his eyes lingering on the bloody mess you were sporting.
“It’s okay, Schatz… it is still possible to perform ze exam whilst you are menstruating. If you are comfortable with zat, of course?” He so hoped you would be, and couldn’t help the little chill that ran through him when you nodded. “Wünderbar. I vill begin now.” As Medic said this, he ran a finger down your upper inner thigh and along the length of your slit before pushing in, his breath hitching at the blood that pooled on the latex cover his skin and the sheer heat of it. You could feel him pressing against your cervix slowly, and you honestly couldn’t help the way you clenched needily around his finger and let out a soft whimper at the feeling. Your face was burning hot as you peered down at the man and locked eyes with him, his gaze full of burning want as he looked at you over his glasses. He gingerly reached up and placed his free hand on your thigh, squeezing the soft skin there before trailing it down to the junction between your leg and the edge of your womanhood, using his thumb to ever so gently pull you open so he could squeeze in a second finger. “Liebling, is… is this okay? I vill stop if you want.”
You shook the table a little with how quickly you nodded your head, the small modestly covering falling to the ground as you shift around to peer more easily at Medic. “God, no, please keep going, Medic!” Your voice is a needy whimper that sends a pang of desire straight to the German’s cock and causes the man to groan as he begins to slide his fingers in and out of you, watching the blood come out in soft squelches as he thrusts his fingers deeper within you each time. His other hand begins to toy with your clit, pressing on the sensitive nub and rubbing circles over it as he begins to press kisses to your thigh.
“Mein Gott, you are simply magnificent, Frau…”
His voice had you whimpering, your hands feeling over your chest and beginning to rub over your hardening nipples as you’re fingered by those deliciously strong digits. The whimpers turned to moans as Medic’s hand sped up, his pace becoming more and more brutal as your pussy clenched around his fingers, not wanting to let go.
“Would you allow me to fuck you, Schatz? It is okay if not, but Gott, I have to ask… you look beautiful covered in your own blood.” Medic praised, his eyes heavy with lust. He stood and somewhat sadly peeled his gloves off, tossing them in the bin as he began to palm his cock which was causing a sizeable tent in his trousers.
“Y-yes!” You cry, almost embarrassed by how loudly you spoke. “Please, I’ve wanted you for the longest time… wanna feel you inside me.” To emphasise your point, you reach between your legs to spread your folds open, blushing at the amount of blood you felt sticking to your fingers. “Bitte?” You whisper sweetly.
And with that, Medic is on you. Somewhere between the rolling stool and you, he had managed to pull down his trousers and underwear to reveal his cock with the head reddened and dripping with arousal. You shift to the end of the bed, legs ending up over Medic’s shoulder as he lined himself up with you, letting out a shaky groan as you push your hips onto him slightly and get a small amount of blood on the head of his cock. The man lets out a low growl as he presses your legs against your chest and leans over you, sinking into the stifling heat of your pussy and swearing softly at the redness that seeps out around his member. He leans down and captures your lips in a bruising kiss, one hand snaking under your t-shirt to grab at the soft skin of your breast and tease the tightened bud of your nipple.
Being on your period, you found yourself feeling far more sensitive than usual, and so the sensation of Medic beginning to thrust into you at such an angle had you almost immediately moaning out and whining at the feeling, your hand coming up to cup his cheek as he kissed along your jaw. Your fingers left a bloody trail down his cheek, a sight you found so very attractive. “A-ah! Medic, harder! Please!” You cried, reaching a hand down to rub your neglected clit and feeling how the man above you shuddered and groaned as you clenched around him.
“Ja? You vant me to go harder, Schatz?” Medic cooed as he adjusted you that your legs were held up by his hands and he was stood upright, with your ass hanging slightly off the examination table. He couldn’t help the depraved sounds that left him as he looked down between you and saw the crimson mess that coated you both. His lab coat had splatters of blood all along the bottom portion, and the dark hair that crowned his member were saturated with the sanguine fluid. Your legs were also covered in a sticky layer of your own blood, and the table would need a good clean before his next patient. The heady smell of blood was thick in the air, Medic couldn’t get enough of it. “Gott… look at you. Sehr schön und blutig, alles für much…”
Now, you didn’t understand much German, but you knew a compliment when you heard one. So, you only blushed and nodded to the man before having your breath stolen from you as he thrusted into you at a brutally fast pace. From this angle, you could see the blood sticking to his thighs, and if this had been anyone else you would have been horribly embarrassed, but Medic just made being covered in blood so hot. As you toyed with your clit, you could feel yourself growing close, but your hand was suddenly bumped aside by Medic’s
“Allow me, liebling…” was all Medic said before rubbing over your clit at a dizzying pace that made you see stars. You clutched at your breasts through your shirts, leaving streaks of blood all over the white fabric as you felt your orgasm approaching.
“M-Medic! Please, I gotta cum! Ple-ah!” You begged, eyes struggling to stay open as you were fucked so ruthlessly.
“Cum für mich, lielbing, I vant to heat you scream!” He replied, pressing harder on your clit alongside a particularly rough thrust.
And scream you did.
That was all you needed to have your back arching as your body tensed up, pleasure filling your veins as your eyes squeezed shut and you screamed out for Medic, who knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer after seeing such a delectable sight and feeling your walls fluttering around his cock.
He dutifully fucked you through your orgasm, and then began to chase his own, his thrusts becoming less powerful as he began to climb that familiar hill. His head turned to press kisses to the skin of your legs as he looked down at the bloody mess he had made.
And with that, he found himself spilling inside of you, his load painting over the crimson tone of your insides with a pristine white. He stayed in you for a moment, just softly caressing what skin he could reach, before pulling out with a groan. You let out a whimper as you felt a flood of hot liquid pour from your entrance onto the table, your face flaring up with embarrassment.
Without saying a word, but with a slightly tired smile, Medic came to your side and kissed you, soft and sweet, his nose gently bumping yours. The silence was pleasant, until you became aware of just how sticky your body was.
“Shall ve take a shower, Schatz? I believe I vill have to reschedule the boys’ appointments until tomorrow.” He said with a smirk, a sentiment that you eagerly returned.
“Mh, that might be for the best. After all, we didn’t even take any results for my procedure. We’ll have to re-do it, no?”
“Ja… it might take a few tries before we can get any results, so I vill have to dedicate today to you.”
“Perfect. I look forward to it, Doc.”
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Suffice to say, the other Mercs were pretty pissed that they all had to wait another day for their exams. That meant another day of worrying! But when Spy sat at the table and told all of the others what he had heard while waiting for his 9:30am appointment, they were all just glad that Medic would probably be in a good mood tomorrow.
Hopefully.