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Dr. Alexander Hartwell Dominant 38 Trauma Surgeon Leader of the medical guild

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mali-song​:

Mali loved that Alex was always thinking of others. But he deserved to relax at times too. She turned to face him fully and reached up to cup his cheek. “Then I’ll have to work on helping you with that brain of yours, huh?” She grinned and stood on her toes to catch his lips in a quick, teasing kiss. “Let’s look around at the vendors…I don’t think I could eat right now. Too hot.”

The fact that Mali even wanted to help him still made Alex marvel at her. She was incredible. He returned her quick kiss and smiled down at her before leading her towards where the vendors were assembled. Maybe he’d find something nice for her while they looked around. “Maybe later when it cools off then.” He drew his thumb along her hand as they walked. “How was work last night?”

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mali-song​:

Mali nodded and accepted the water, unscrewing the cap and tipping it back for a long swallow. Finished, she handed it back after screwing the cap back on. “Thank you. I forget to hydrate sometimes.” She snaked an arm around his waist and squeezed. “I’m glad you are here. Are you having fun?”

“You’re welcome, Sweetheart.” Alex smiled down at Mali fondly. God, she was beautiful. “Yeah, I am. It’s hard to turn my brain off and stop looking for people that need help, but it’s still been a good time.” He’d tried countless times over the years to get his brain to dial it down and let him relax, but that just wasn’t something he was good at. “What do you want to do next? There are some vendors we could go look at or we could get something to eat if you’re hungry.”

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Alex smiled as he watched Mali. She looked so happy and in her element. Everything about her was refreshing and Alex hated that they hadn’t been able to spend a ton of time together lately. Grabbing a cold bottle of water, he put an arm around her and held it out. “Thirsty?”

@mali-song​

[alexanderhartwell]

Alexander Hartwell at Port Cado Pride 2022

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Text || Alex & Mali

Mali: Anytime.

Mali: Good. Quiet. Have to go to work soon.

Mali: Yours?

Alex: Be safe.

Alex: My day has been the opposite of quiet. There was a massive wreck and the hospital was hit hard. I'm on standby for another patient coming to the OR soon.

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Text || Alex & Mali

Mali: If I could rearrange the alphabet...I would put U and me together.

Alex: I needed that laugh. Thank you, Sweetheart.

Alex: How has your day been?

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Dr. Alexander Hartwell at the Port Cado Anniversary Gala

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

That smirk. Fuck. It curled her toes. Her she was, supposedly in her element, and it took just a look for her to unravel. She nodded, almost shyly as her hips jerked to meet his touch. “All yours.” And if those words weren’t enough to make her body sing, the crook of his finger certainly was. “Have you? I…wasn’t sure you’d want to see me here, like this. But I have thought about it too…so many times.” She leaned forward to brush her lips against his lightly. 

Alex leaned in to kiss at Mali’s bottom lip before nipping gently at it. “I have. I didn’t want to come and make you uncomfortable though or hurt your business. Seeing you like this though...” He let out a low hum and when she kissed him, he deepened it. He wasn’t sure how far either of them wanted to take this but he did know he wanted her closer. His thumb pressed against her clit and he slowly eased his finger out of her only to thrust it back in.

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mali-song​:

A high keening noise echoed through the room as Alex drew his finger through her wetness. Mali pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, feeling her heart race as Alex finally finished taking off his clothes. It felt like his every move was deliberately provoking. It may as well have been with the way her body reacted to him. “Yes, please, sir. Alex.” His name whispered like a prayer. “Need to be good for you.”

Alex wanted nothing more than to feel Mali close and to make sure she felt how important she was to him. He situated himself between her thighs and leaned down to kiss her, grinning against her lips. What had he done to get so lucky? “I have no doubt you’ll keep being good for me.” He slid his length between her folds and took a shuddering breath at how she felt before he eased himself into her heat.

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali should have known Alex wouldn’t take advantage of the leeway she gave him. She loved the way his large hands wrapped around her hips and she felt herself growing wet as she rocked against him. She so rarely felt arousal while giving these dances, it was actually pretty novel to feel so aroused. She effortless rolled her body against him, pressing down against his growing bulge. The song would soon come to an end and there was no way she was going to let him go so easily. “I do this a lot,” she murmured. “Obviously. But…” Mali took Alex’s hand and guided it to slip inside her skimpy boy shorts, letting him feel her arousal for himself. “This is all you. Only you.”

The sight in front of Alex felt like a dream. In fact, he had dreamt of Mali dancing for him like this on more than one occasion. But the warmth of her on his lap and her voice in his ear were real, and the silky wetness between her legs couldn’t be ignored. Letting out a low groan, Alex moved to delicately circle her clit and smirk at her. “I should hope so. You’re all mine, aren’t you sweet girl?” A finger slid down and circled her entrance before pressing inside and curling. “I’ve thought about this, you know. Feeling you ride me in one of these rooms. Fucking you into one of the couches.” He normally wasn’t so brazen with his words, but Mali brought it out in him.

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali was finding it hard to catch her breath as she stared up at Alex, eyes unfocused and mind clear from the worries that plagued her daily. She was floating in that warm safe space that only submitting could give her. “Floaty,” she whispered, arms moving to wrap around the dominant, desperate for contact. “Need you, please.” She was beyond over sensitive and she still wanted him inside her. Needed him as close as possible.

Alex pulled Mali close, smile betraying his pride in her. “Mm... Who am I to deny my girl when she’s been so good for me?” He reached between them to lightly trail his finger through her wet slit. He knew she must be sensitive and wanted to work her up to the point that her sensitivity was forgotten. When he finally pulled away from her, it was only to remove the rest of his clothing. Once he was as bare as she was, he grabbed a condom from his bedside drawer and rolled it slowly onto his cock. He took his time, eyes gazing darkly at Mali’s form in his bed. “Are you ready for more, Sweetheart?”

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali smiled to herself as she rolled her hips. God she loved how he sounded. She turned again and straddled his lap, now down to the business of the back room. “You aren’t so bad yourself,” she hummed, lowering herself to grind against him, balancing her forearms on his shoulders. “I suppose since you’ve been very, very good at following the rules…you can touch,” she whispered, tongue darting out to lick the shell of Alex’s ear.

Alex could feel his heartrate steadily quickening as Mali moved. She had to know the effect she had on him. Part of him still couldn’t believe someone as stunning as her even gave him the time of day. They were so different, yet she put up with him. Once she said he could touch he only hesitated for the briefest of moments before his hands rose to her hips. He gripped her, but made no move to control her movements. This was her show and he was happy to enjoy what she gave him.

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mali-song​:

Out of breath and with tears falling freely, Mali could only nod. She’d not fallen so far into this headspace in such a long time. Maybe ever. Her whole world was narrowed to this room, this bed…Alex. All worries and cares were gone and she simply had to obey. It was freedom. Alex was unrelenting in his quest to break her completely apart and she gave into the feeling. The second time she came built more slowly but when she fell over the edge it was with a heart wrenching sob of painful pleasure.

Mali would never know just how addicting she was to Alex. Her sounds, her movements, her taste... He loved it all. He pushed her until she came again, murmuring praises against her skin. When she started to calm, he kissed his way up her body until he could see her face and pepper more kisses and praise there. “You were wonderful, Sweetheart. Perfect. I knew you could give me another. How are you feeling?” His cock was painfully hard, but he wanted to dote his attention on her first. 

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amari-king​:

Amari chuckled, a light sound in the darkened room. “Definitely busy. But we should all take time to enjoy ourselves now and then.” She sipped her drink and studied the doctor. “I have to say, Doctor, I admire what you’ve done with the med center. It’s helped a great number of people. A great number of my people, in particular. I’m in your debt.” Amari wasn’t blind. She recognized that the center helped the the community at large. But it helped a vast number in communities in which the syndicate held the most power. 

Alex blinked. He was, admittedly, a little shocked. While he’d hoped that Amari had noticed the med center’s efforts to help everyone, he hadn’t necessarily assumed that to be the case. Yet, there she was, complimenting it. “I- Thank you. I hope we can keep it running for years to come. You’re not in my debt though. I’ve always wanted to help this city and I’m just happy to be doing it.” He was a happy servant in that case. 

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali shook her head as she moved with more purpose, hips swaying sinfully as she stood in front of him now, working her limbs sensually. It was a bit odd that she’d never danced for Alex before now and she was determined to give him her best. It was quite a bit different to do this with someone she had actual feelings for. She spun, giving him a perfect view of her ass as she lowered herself over his lap, barely brushing his crotch.

Alex’s eyes were wide as saucers as Mali danced for him. He’d had no doubt in his mind that she’d be stunning dancing for him, but his imagination was nothing compared to the real thing. He itched to reach out and touch her, but he refrained and settled for letting his eyes roam instead. When she spun he let out a soft breath. “You’re gorgeous.”

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali whimpered, squirming underneath Alex’s mouth. Her limbs shook as she grew more and more over sensitive, tears forming and threatening to slip down her cheeks. She wanted so desperately to be good.  To give the dominant whatever he wanted. Locking eyes with him between her legs was a huge mistake, she whimpered again, tears finally slipping onto her heated cheeks. “Please, Alex, Sir…” She couldn’t articulate what it was she was even asking for, only knowing that it was whatever he wanted.

Alex softened his movements, but didn’t stop. He focused on indirect pressure and replaced his tongue with his thumb so that he could speak. “Can you give me one more, Sweetheart? Can you cum for me one more time? You’re so beautiful.” She looked positively debauched and the image of her writhing in his bed, tears leaking from her eyes, burned into his mind.

[alexanderhartwell]

mali-song​:

Mali was certain she’d never blushed in one of the back rooms before. Back her she was all seductive moves, selling a version of herself that Alex had never really seen. “No, you aren’t paying. Never you.” The words were murmured out, a barely there whisper as she turned away to will away her blush at his darkening gaze. When she turned around again, she’d shed the blush. He needed to see who she was back here. She wanted to show him. She tuned into the music being pumped into the room and turned around, hips swaying as she stalked forward to begin her dance.

“No touching,” she cautioned as she drew closer. “Those are the rules.”

Alex shifted in his seat, willing his heart to stop racing. A blush shouldn’t look so good on someone, yet Mali managed it. He didn’t have long to think about it though, because her expression held something else when she turned back around. He clenched his hands into fists at his sides, nodding up at her. “No touching. I’m not sure how I’ll manage that, but I’ll try.” Touching Mali was one of his favorite things to do, but he’d refrain for as long as he could. “Any other rules, Sweetheart?”