Hello! Can I get some Medic x trans man reader smut (reader topping) please?
(A/N): Hi Nonnie! Thank you for your request! This is the first time I've ever written for a trans reader so I hope you enjoy it!
That being said, if there is anything in here that is not correct in terms of terminology or perhaps I worded something wrong, please feel free to leave feedback. I'm always looking to improve! Thank you all for your patience :)
CW: SMUT, MDNI! Penetration, fingering/rimming, swearing, brief mentions of surgery.
The Assistant - TF2 Medic x FTM! Reader SMUT
Prior to working on the Red team, you were a secretary at a boring old office job. It paid decently, just enough to get by, but you were so bored with the world around you and you needed a change. Besides, you were on track to be out of work for a few months to recover from your operation. You would have been out of a job at that point anyways so you put in your two weeks and began job hunting again.
A listing opened up for a personal assistant for an organization run by Mann. Co. Your last job filed paperwork for them but had no direct association with them. You would usually just do reports in case pallets of product went missing and all that boring stuff ,but you knew enough about the company that you were comfortable with putting in an application for the position.
Upon being hired, you were moved to the base and given details about concealing your identity from others. You learned about the 9 other men you lived and worked with and about all the stuff they do on the missions. You can’t say that this was the most terrible spot to be in because realistically, you were getting paid well and you weren’t necessarily in harm's way. The assistant position outlined your job duties as being generally paperwork and filing said paper work. You worked alongside Ms. Pauling at first but she sent you to become an assistant for the team’s medic, Ludwig.
He was a handsome and very polite man. He was well-mannered and always treated you, his sweet assistant, with the utmost respect. You felt kind of bad about feeling this way about your coworker, what if he was just this nice to everyone? Sometimes, it was a little difficult to pry him from his work, like tonight, so you could do said work - he swatted your hand and tsked you when you attempted to grab the papers from his desk.
“It’s fine mein Lieber. I can handle zhis. You go rest.”
“Medic, no! I’m your assistant. I’m here so YOU can go rest. Plus it’s not even that much.”
“But (Y/N),-” You cut him off with a stern look.
“No. I will finish this. Go clean up!”
He was just too polite for his own good, always wanting to take the workload off you and put it onto him despite the fact that it was just your job. Flustered, he gathered his things and waved you a good night. At this point, it was about 12:30 at night and you knew that you should probably hurry up and finish the 8 or 9 nine pages he had left. You plopped down in his office chair and got to work.
You worked for about 35 minutes before you succumbed to your own thoughts. You couldn’t help but notice the blush that was on his face when you told him to leave. Did you embarrass him? No, he was still nice and waved you off and it wasn’t like he was in a hurry to escape the situation. But he is good at hiding his emotions; safe from the crazy. A pit opened up in your stomach and you began to worry. You really didn’t mean to hurt the poor old doctor's feelings, you just needed to put your foot down so you could do your job. Still, the anxiety grew in you and it was teetering more and more towards the edge. You finished the final page and stacked them neatly in the corner of his desk for tomorrow.
Finally, with a huff, you stood up and made a beeline to the door so you could find him and apologize. He would still be up anyways and he was likely just finishing up from his shower before he heads back to his room and afterwards, you and him can go to sleep and this could all be over. You walked down the empty corridors, kind of creeped out by how this part of the base looked at night. Everyone had retired for the night so all there was was the sound of your shoes gently thudding the ground. You searched for the shared shower. He would be done by now and likely finishing up and coming out. You would catch him while he walks out and tell him that-
“(Y/N)…Mmmh..please, take me”
Were you drunk? High? Under SOME kind of influence? Did he slip you something without knowing? Did he just moan your name? Was this really happening to you right now? You push yourself outside the wall of the bathroom and lean in to listen to more.
Soft wet plaps came from the shower accompanied by his breath groans and begs. Heat grew from between your legs up to your face, your erection growing against your pants. At this point it wouldn’t be wrong for you to deny your love for Ludwig. He was all you needed in a man: kind, handsome, gentle - he was your dream man. Another grunt broke you out of your trance and listened in again. You let your hand run over your chest and slowly slid down to your belt. You would have dropped pants right then and there if it weren’t for the immediate silence that followed his moans. Your hand shot back up your side and you leaned away from the edge of the doorway, listening intently for any movement from Ludwig.
Suddenly, he strutted out of the bathroom, clad in his pajamas, holding his uniform. He must not have seen you when he rounded the corner because he smacked right into you. You fell backwards with him landing on you, nearly nose to nose. He backed up immediately and got to his feet before offering you a hand in support. You stood up and gave him a lopsided smile.
“Oh, my! (Y/N), I did not see you where. My apologies.”
“It’s all good Lud, I was in the way anyways.” You clapped a hand on the back of your neck and looked away with a flush. I wanted to be in the way longer. He caught your gaze and his smile dropped a bit.
“How long have you been out here?”
Fuck. Okay, uhm.. What could you say? I just got here! No, you were an awful liar. Not Long! Again, you were a terrible liar. Before you even had a second more to think about it, you spoke immediately.
You clapped your hand over your mouth and looked away again. Why were you acting embarrassed? He probably felt awful! First you boss him around, now you’re spying on him during an intimate moment. God you should be fired right now.
Ludwig on the other hand, was grappling with the knowledge that the man of his dreams had heard him in such a desperate and submissive position. His hand went for his cheek and he looked consumed by worry. You snap yourself out of your own astonishment and clear your throat.
“I’m not mad or anything. I think it’s kinda sweet.” His head snaps over and meets your graze. He looked like a deer in headlights, his mouth was slightly agape and he blinked at you a few times. He cleared his throat again and you could see he looked visibly less tense than a second ago; still in awe though.
“I came down here to apologize about the way I spoke to you earlier. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop..” Your sentence trailed off as you searched for any clue as to what was going on in his head. You didn’t want to sound like a creepy stalker when you said that but you also didn’t want to disregard his feelings and humiliate him more. Plus, you felt the same way about him. Could this be the start of something? Still, he was silent.
“Truth be told, Lud… I feel the same way. It’s kind of hard to not jump your bones on a daily basis.” You were throwing out a last hail Mary to try and salvage this with a little bit of humor. You really didn’t want to scare the poor doctor off but you wanted him to see that you truly felt the same way about him.
After a moment, he cracks a smile. He places his hand on his face and laughs to himself a little bit. You smile awkwardly and wait for anything else to be said. He breaks from his trance and starts:
“I am sorry, Lieber. I’m just taking it all in. It's kind of a lot, you know?” You send a reassuring smile and pull yourself a little bit closer to him. You were close again, your arms were close - you could reach out and hold each other if you wanted to. And you both definitely wanted to.
In a moment, your lips were on his, pulling him into you and pulling hard. You wanted this since you had started working here and now that it was in the palm of your hand, you were going to take it.
He opens his tongue, allowing full access to his mouth and you take quick control. You explore each other for several minutes - tongue battles, raunchy touching and rubbing, some groaning. He pulls away with a dazed look on his face.
“We should probably go to my room. We will get caught out here.” You nod and he leads you back to the office. As soon as you’re both in the room and the door shuts, you are on top of him like a man who hasn’t eaten in weeks. You trail your kisses down to his neck and begin sucking and biting. His arms are wrapped around you and pulled you in closer. His glasses were skewed on his face and he had a dazed-out look; he was so handsome and incredibly sexy.
You pull away to pull off your shirt and do the same with his. Your hands rest at this base of the shirt and you look at him, very serious this time.
“Is this okay? Can we do this?”
That's all you needed. You pulled his night shirt off him and let your mouth attack his nipples first, leaving bitemarks and saliva covering the soft area. You trail your attack down his stomach and to his groin, still clad in his bottoms. Impatiently, you tug on your belt and pants, wanting to free the erection that had been trapped this entire time. Looked in between your legs, clearly impressed with what was before him. After all, his fantasy was coming true.
You hear him, desperate for his touch, you make a move, and you take control. He could explode from happiness from how well this was working out for him.
You tug at his pants and let them fall to the ground, followed by his underwear. There it was. What you had longed to see. Your mouth watered and acted immediately. You grip his dick from the base and give it a long, slow stroke to get the blood moving for him. He was so warm and soft in your hands, you enjoyed it quite a bit, but he was much more impressive when he was hard. Your movements sped up a bit and you looked to him for a reaction; he was a mess! His hand was thrown over his mouth to stifle the groans he wanted to let out, his head was thrown back, revealing his Adam's apple that bobbed from the hard gulps he kept taking. You pull his hand from his face and replace it with your lips; you wanted to hear him so bad but you knew you couldn’t risk it.
Your hand slides back down his body and you let his wrap around him once more. You gave it a few tugs before letting it go again; quickly replacing it with your hand and dick. You pressed them together and began a slow stroke up and down. His hips were bucking wildly at the stimulation, wanting nothing more than for you to just take him then and there. He enjoyed the teasing, yes, but he was desperate and so were you.
He pulled away from the kiss and let out a breathy groan. “Please, I want you to take me, now. On zhe operation table if you need to.” You smirk at the power you were being given - you loved that he was so willing to let him dominate him, it was so hot. Finally, you got to fuck your sweet Dr. Ludwig and make him cry your name. You were beginning to not care who would hear the two of you. At least everyone would know who was making him feel this good. You let go and lead him to his operation chair, bending him over the side of it. You slid your hands up and down his thighs and felt the muscle flex against your hands. He was just so reactive, it was really cute. You nudge his legs open a little bit and get on your knees. You knew he could take it but you wanted to get him a little more desperate before you wrecked him. You spit on the tips of your fingers and let them slide to his asshole, gently rubbing the ring of flesh. You felt him shudder underneath you and groan loudly into the chair. Another reaction. You let one finger linger a bit longer than the rest and slowly push it inside him, prompting a deep guttural groan and expletive to be thrown your way. You smirk again to yourself, knowing you’ve got him right where you need him.
“Please, just fuck me already! I’ve been patient!” He was so desperate at this point. You lean over his shoulder to place a kiss on his cheek and assure him you weren’t gonna leave him high and dry like this. You lean back and place your hands on his lower back and push yourself into his hole slowly. Good god the fit was tight. He was squeezing your dick so hard you thought it might explode(although you knew you would either way). He was a wreck below you, at first he hissed in pain while you slid in but eventually he let out another deep moan, probably loud enough to have woken up his neighbors around him. You gave it a moment to let him adjust before giving a test thrust.
He had molded so perfectly around you and you could tell that the pain had faded away for him and he was enjoying himself. Not knowing if you could keep up with these little thrusts, you pick up pace, and quickly as well. You’re nailing him into the operation table and he is chanting your name out, begging for it hard, faster, deeper, anything that would give him more. You grip his waist with one hand and push his head down into the chair with the other. If everyone was gonna wake up, it would be now. But you didn’t give a fuck - you would deal with it in the morning.
“Who’s making you feel this good?”
“You are Liebling, f-fuck.”
“Say my name Lud, who’s making you feel good?
“(Y-Y/N)! (Y/N) is making me feel good!”
Fuck, - It was almost too much. The sound of him breathless and hysterical sent a wave of pleasure through your body that pushed you further to your edge. You wanted this to end with him so you quickly covered his body with yours. You rest your chest against his back and snake your hand around his front to grip his dick again. It was standing at full attention, leaking precum and begging to be toyed with. You spit in your hand again and begin to milk him from the front while you fucked him from the back. He was drooling into the chair and letting out groans every time he felt you hit just right in him. You knew he was getting close when his thighs got shaky and groans were getting higher in pitch and you knew you were nearing your end too.
“Love you Ludwig. You feel so good. You’re so good for me. Cum for me”
This was his breaking point - His back arched and he squeezed ungodly tight around you as he shot thick ropes of cum onto the underside of the table and all over your hand. The tightness pushed you over your edge and you finished in him with a shaky groan. You let go of his dick but stayed rested on his back for a minute, the two of you catching your breath.
You remained still for a couple of minutes before you pulled out of him with another groan, shaking yourself dry and sitting on the table next to where his head was. You pulled on your boxers and helped pull his underwear on as well. He laid still on the table, clearly still riding out his high as he tried to roll over on his back, failing when his knees gave out and fell on the floor. Yours eyes widened and you met him down there, holding his head in your lap.
“Sorry about that Doc… I’ll go get your medigun. I didn’t mean to take it too hard on you…” You honestly did feel kinda bad but by the look of his satisfied smile, he didn’t appear to mind much.
“No, its okay. I quite enjoyed that. I zhink we should do it again, ja? However, the others will probably be upset in the morning.”
Shit…yeah, they would be. I guess you had thrown that thought to the wind in the heat of the moment; how could anyone blame you though? You let out a chuckle and held him closer to you; you were both laying on the floor at this point, too tired to get up and go to bed. You were both sweaty and sticky despite him having just taken a shower but you knew he didn’t mind. You reached around him to grab his lab coat that had been thrown on the floor when you two made it into the room and wrapped it around the two of you as a sort of make-shift blanket. You let him nuzzle into your neck as you both dozed off.