more dottore smut pleasr... can u do one with fem bunny reader? breeding? :3
M'PRETTY N' M'PETTY AS FU— dottore x half-bunny! gn! afab! reader
ʚ♡ɞฺ main m.list ྀིᨯ — cw. nsfw & 18+ content ahead, heat cycle duh, reader has afab anatomy, NO ACTUAL GENDERED PRONOUNS/PETNAMES USED, breeding, mating press position, i forgot the position where ur bent over but that one
m note: i think u guys like dottore...
synopsis: dottore is busy experimenting but you're in heat, please please please just help out this once?
you weren't even supposed to be here, you knew how busy he had been— you shouldn't even have had the courage to be knocking on his door so early. it was closed securely for a reason,
yet there you were, squeezing your thighs together, the heat only growing the more he made you wait.
that was you earlier anyway.
it was only a matter of time before he would have you bent into such a mean mating press, your poor, poor legs; your knees to be more specific were aching as they touched your shoulders.
still, you had never felt as desperate as this, not when you weren't with the nice man who took you in. ah well, there was no one else to blame other than yourself—you must've curated this, you must've known...
musing your little tail around him while your ears would point down in shame when asking him to 'heal' the itch between your legs.
"mmmngh... d- dottore— please don't haah te-tease me!"
hearing your cute little plead of lust when he struggled to resist rutting up inside you as fast as his human body could; your sopping wetness only made it than ever to stop himself from sliding inside you so suddenly.
giving a few pumps to his shaft, a few pearly strings of cum out of the tip of his cock. nibbing a bit onto his finger to rub in between your folds, moving his gaze underneath his mask fell easy as his gloved hand thoroughly explored your slit.
it was mean the way he smirked, "don't tease? you'll have what you can get, my little bunny." tipping your head up so you can look at him at he ruins you,
you gaze at him with glassy eyes when he slides his cock up and down on you, covering his whole length in the sweetness of your juices. he has a hand continuing to spread your legs despite you already holding up your knees, already waiting for him to fuck you so impatiently.
"t'bad, hmm? this sweet little cunt of yours is mine now."
swiping a thumb of your juice, he brings it up to his mouth for a taste. his laughter starting to echo the laboratory of his solace. just the mere thought of you being so needy for his cock, and his cock alone had him wild inside.
using his strength to keep you tact, placing your legs over his shoulders as he kept you in a position that had your legs aching in the morning.
you let out sultry moans instinctively when his tip hits you so perfectly inside, and dottore? is busy sneering while he watches you struggling to take him... yet continue to beg so sweetly for more. "f—uuck, doing so well for me, bun'... k- keep sucking me in like that and i might think you're trying to keep me in."
his eyes basically glew the word 'predatory' while he threw his head back, slovenly grinning down at you. he lets out a deep groan that echoes on the metal walls of the lab; your own gummy wall clench down harshly when he's finally fully inside you.
massaging down the veins of his astoundingly hard length, it's almost too immediate when his hips are basically touching yours, hugging even.
even when he's got you bent over the operation table—it only gets so much better, pulling you by your ears from behind while his rude cock ruts deeply inside your greedy entrance. "wh... haah, what a fucking slut you are."
mocking in his usual voice while you viciously pulled at your soft little ears, barely being able to hold yourself up with the numbness in your forearms taking over.
letting out loud grunts as he briefly hung his head back at how adorable you looked being so desperate. feeling the heat in your skin spread to him, the warmth in your ears was cute when he had the rude ramming of every harsh inch of his large shaft.
"couldn't w- wait for me to come to you, brat?"
every thrust jolts any sane thought you could possibly have, the kind of pace he goes at makes your brain all soft n' messy—the kind that has you gasping for air, or for his name. either is good for him.
and when his pace continues to pick up, the loud, and wet thwack thwack thwacks had gotten you to your fifth orgasm. even when you're grasping hard at the metal of his operation table; your thighs are aching from the positions he's put you in.
"m's- sorry, dotty, sniff p- please?" your voice came out weak, but enough for the harbinger to hear. you lay weakly on the table while only his hips holding you up with his length.
his hand finally leaving your poor ears before he props you back up on the chair. making you sit up with slow blinks, clearly still dazed from how hard he had you come in a row.
his breath comes out short when he turns to crack his neck, "what did i tell you about giving me nicknames, sweetheart?" you tipped your head at his words very slowly, "b... huh? but m'calling you by your name."
dottore's cock continues to twitch, still rock-hard when suddenly drops of white slowly fell to the floor from your sweet cunt. pushing his digits into you in order to keep his seed inside you, "better keep this inside, bunny, that's what makes the itch stay away for a while."
his voice was a fierce rumble as he planted small kisses on your shoulder uncharacteristically. "stay here unless you want that ginger boy bothering you."