PAs + Ex-Pops reaction to a reagent showering mid trial (NSFT)
This one is weird, I know, but hear me out. In the police station, there is a shower room. Assuming the water works (which I honestly doubt but whatever), why wouldn't a reagent take advantage? Maybe that's just me, but I hate feeling dirty.
I did say I would make a more scandalous post today since it's national sex day and my birthday. I mean, it doesn't really get more convenient than that.
⚠️ Warning: Shower sex, voyeurism, electrostimulation, cutting... you know the drill. Sexual themes ahead!
One last thing, assume all of this takes place in the police station shower area. (AKA: assume it's prime time.)
* One of the few times Coyle was ever caught off guard. He has never seen a reagent use the showers in a trial before. You were really bold. Or stupid.
* He would stare for a few seconds before charging at you. Even when he went to grab you, his eyes kept roaming all over you.
* He would yell all sorts of things about public indecency and how he had "laws around here."
* Coyle didn't hide his true intentions very well. He tackled you to the wall and put your hands behind your back using one hand. That other hand was roaming all over your body, taking a special interest to your thighs.
* He would be forced to take off his cross body strap so his battery wouldn't get wet. He would also unravel the wires around his body so they could still reach his baton, even if the battery was on the floor.
* Once his battery was safe, it didn't take long for Coyle to start pressing himself up against your backside, and that's when he got fully hard. Leaning his chest on your back, he started grinding into you. Slow and rough.
* Coyle would speak softly really close to your ear, heavy breathing breaking up almost every word.
* "You think the laws don't apply to you, sweetness? I'll fuck you to death."
* To be expected, Coyle got soaked. His shirt and pants wet from the water. When his pants started clinging to his hard-on, that's when he pulled them down.
* He would take a little bit of time to tease you, pinching your inner thigh or "threatening" to rub your clit/stroke you off. He wouldn't actually do it, he wanted you desperate.
* Before fucking you himself, he's putting the handle-end of his baton inside of you. The pleasure/pain went both ways, too. You got to have something inside of you, and he would be able to feel the electricity on his hand(s).
* The baton was really just to prepare you, so he went slow but really deep. It continued for a minute or two before you took it out of you.
* Coyle would force you to taste yourself after, holding the handle of the baton to your mouth.
* While you licked and/or sucked on it, he would put himself inside of you. He wasted no time being rough with you, going at a faster pace than he did with the baton.
* When he was satisfied with how you cleaned his baton, he would go back to using it on you. Pressing the baton to your stomach so you jerk back against him.
* Coyle wouldn't let you finish. Or, if you did finish, he would make you go over and over again. Either way, you were getting punished.
* He could be degrading you majority of the time. Calling you a pervert, scum, whore, or anything else he can think of. Every so often, he would tell you how good you felt or call you sweetness/honey/songbird.
* When you two were done, Coyle would gather his things and leave. He needed time to recuperate, and you did, too. Since you did so well, he would leave you alone the whole time you showered. Well.. assuming you could stand by the time he was done with you.
* Mother Gooseberry was happy you were trying to get clean, such a good little gosling! Even then, she did find it odd that you were showering in the middle of a trial.
* Mr. Futterman was judging you hard. Calling you a slut and (rudely) commenting on your body.
* She would be gentle when approaching you, trying not to startle you too much. You heard Mr. Futterman's drill before you saw Mother Gooseberry.
* It was like she was scanning you, the way her eyes were glued to your body. She was so focused on you that she was almost completely quiet for second.
* That was until she tried to get in the water with you. Once she was close enough, she picked up your soap (found in the sleep room) and turned you around.
* With your back facing her, she started lathering you up. Her glove sliding over your back, getting all the places you might've missed.
* While she helped bathe you, she cooed at you. Saying how pretty you were and how happy she was that you were (seemingly) taking care of yourself.
* "You sure are gorgeous, my little darling."
* Mother Gooseberry would start going a little "off course" when she got down to the back of your thighs. She started slowly inching her hands to your sex, only to stop right before she actually touched it.
* Next thing you know, Mother Gooseberry is leaning you back against her. She had Mr. Futterman over your chest, her arm firm, keeping you still. The water had drenched the front of her shirt, clinging to her chest.
* Her gloves hand went back down to your sex, and she was touching you once more. Her fingers were soft, and the leather became slicker the more she touched you.
* Once you were wet enough, she put her fingers inside of you/started stroking you faster. Her fingers got faster the closer you came to finishing.
* With every sound you made, you would hear a small giggle from Mother Gooseberry in response. Unlike Coyle, she would constantly praise you. Encouraging you to be loud and telling you how pretty your voice was.
* She would kiss you while she touched you. So expect lipstick marks and kisses on the top of your head, your neck, and your shoulder(s).
* She would let you finish when you got close, and after you were done, she'd make you suck on her fingers.
* If you were too tired to keep showering afterward, Mother Gooseberry would help you get cleaned up and dressed.
* Even more, she would either get the scientists to take you back, or she would put you in a safe place and watch over you until you were back on your feet.
* He could hardly believe what he was seeing at first, but he couldn't stop watching. He eyed you like a hawk.
* Franco would close the door to the shower room and sit down on the floor, his back up against the wall. He didn't want anyone else interrupting you two.
* The more he watched, the more turned on he became. It would start with Franco palming himself through his pants, then he would eventually undo his belt and pull his pants down just enough to actually stroke himself.
* If you caught him and stopped washing, Franco threatened to kill you. Pointing Lupara right at your head. The good thing about him being caught was that now you knew he was there. He didn't have to sneak. He could be louder, and loud he was.
* The whines, whimpers, dirty talk, and wet sounds that came from him were plentiful. Franco would mix the praise and degradation, like saying you were sexy but a whore.
* "Such a dirty slut, ain't ya'? You really know how to make a man all hot."
* When you started washing your chest, he got to his breaking point. He didn't finish. Rather, he needed to touch you. You looked so soft, and you were freshly clean. He couldn't resist.
* As soon as he got within arms reach, Franco pulled you tight against him. He buried his face in your chest, breathing heavily and leaving sloppy kisses all over you.
* Of course, he made his way to your nipples and latched on to them. Franco sucked hard, flicking his tongue across them. You would occasionally feel him bite, too.
* I really like the idea of Franco being so needy that he actually pulls you down to the floor with him. So then, you'd be on top straddling him with your chest in his face.
* If you two did end up in that position, Franco would grind against you quickly and hard. His arms would be wrapped around you, squeezing your back.
* Franco wouldn't stop grinding against you until he finished, but even then, he didn't stop sucking your nipples.
* If you wanted to climax too, you'd have to initiate it. Pin him down and ride/fuck his face, show him that you need to be taken care of too. He would be so happy to make you finish. It proves to him that he's still "got it."
* Franco would want to cuddle and fall asleep with you after. If you needed to finish getting cleaned up, he'd be patient. Just expect eyes on you the entire time, you're the best show he's seen in a long time.
* How daring you were, taking a shower where anyone could find you. They were intrigued, for more reasons than one.
* When they found you, they did stop to stare. You did look stunning, but this was also a great opportunity to study your body. Or, at least look at the condition of it.
* Otto and Arora would whisper to each other about your body, noticing any birth marks/scars/prominent bones/bruises/cuts/etc. Despite any imperfections you might've had, they were interested in having you as an experiment. Maybe even more.
* "Where do you think they got those bruises from?"
"I'm not sure, love. We could examine them, it wouldn't take but a moment."
* After a minute or two, Otto and Arora decided they wanted to "inspect" you more closely. Otto was quick to catch you, holding you by your forearm. His footsteps were heavier, so he didn't want to startle you or see you run off.
* Arora helped hold you while Otto put his saw down, placing a firm hand on your shoulder. When Otto was situated, he moved his hands down to your legs and lifted you up.
* Carrying you away from the showers, Otto placed you on a counter nearby. That way, both Otto and Arora could have better access to you.
* They would tag team you. Otto took your lower half, and Arora took your upper half. Arora started from the top, caressing your face and gradually moving down to your chest. Anytime she came across any "imperfection", she would spend extra time tracing her fingers over it.
* In this position, Arora only had one hand to work with. That being said, she naturally went a little slower. Taking her time touching each curve, indent, and bump on your body.
* Meanwhile, Otto started at your hips. Like Arora, he paid special attention to the "imperfections" on your body. Instead of tracing like Arora, he had a rougher approach. He would tug on your skin, squeeze your hips, and pinch your thighs.
* Otto would kiss all over your legs before he, inevitably, ate you out. (This goes for men, too!) If Otto's gonna eat you out, he is going to treat you like a prince/princess.
* He's holding your legs down so you don't accidently kick him. Arora, on the other hand, would start trying to feel for your chest and nipples. Rubbing over them and gently pinching them in her fingers, trying to increase the pleasure.
* Arora would also be looking over Otto's shoulder to watch what he was doing. She would direct him and tell him how he should please you.
* If you were having a hard time finishing, Otto would put his fingers inside of you. His fingers would be hard and slightly fast, just trying to get you over the edge. (He would continue to eat you out while fingering you.)
* Even when you finished, they didn't want to stop. However, they decided against overstimulating you because you needed to get clean.
* They would end up leaving to go back to their sleep room. You left them all hot and bothered, so it was your fault they couldn't focus. Don't worry, they'd find you again eventually, and you were gonna give as good as you got.
* She didn't care too much about you being naked. The little part of her that did care just wanted to praise you. While you were always naked to her, without your clothes, you were hypnotizing.
* Liliya would still sneak up on you, keeping her footsteps light as she approached you. Except, this time, she didn't jump on you. She came up behind you and wrapped her arms around you.
* Liliya dug her claws into your stomach and dragged them along your skin, creating decent sized cuts. The entire time, she would try and get into your head.
* "You're beautifully naked, my beloved."
* The way your blood dripped down your body and mixed with the water was mesmerizing. She wanted more.
* Turning you around, Liliya pressed your back up against the shower wall. Lifting up her mask slightly, she ducked down and pressed her tongue to your pelvis.
* Her tongue followed all the way up a blood trail and landed back on one of the cuts. She didn't lick inside the cut but traced her tongue around the wound. As if trying to clean you herself.
* She moved her hands down, her fingers and prosthetic resting on the back of your thighs. With her lips still uncovered, she pressed kisses from the middle of your chest up to your lips.
* She kissed you but quickly turned into a make-out session. She just didn't want her lips to detach from yours, but it also kept you distracted.
* While you were distracted, Liliya put her fake hand back on her prosthetic. She ran her hand down your side and settled on your pelvis, right above your sex.
* Liliya's entire goal was to tease you and get herself inside your head. Instead of rubbing your clit/stroking you off, she gently ran her fingers along your outer lips/dragged one finger along the underside of your shaft.
* She kept kissing you while she let her hands/claws roam, getting you as wet as possible. She didn't stop until you were dripping, and when you were? She slinked off, leaving the feeling of her touch engraved in your skin. (Literally.)
* Leaving you needy was all a part of her plan. When you're desperate, it's easier for people to get in your head. She wanted you obsessed with her.
* Not that she would leave you high and dry forever, but she would make you wait until you were in her trials to have her fun.
* If Liliya was mesmerized, Pusher was enraptured. He saw you naked and couldn't take his eyes off of you. The grip he had on his sprayer went slack.
* It took a minute for Pusher to get his bearings before he limped over to you. While your back was turned, he grabbed your shoulder and spun you around.
* He put the nozzle in your mouth and sprayed the gas, but not enough for you to go into full psychosis. You had the hallucinations, but you weren't going to get hurt.
* Pusher just wanted to put you in a state of shock to keep you still. While you were frozen, Pusher took the time to explore your body.
* His hand was a little shaky but gentle. He caressed your shoulders, then followed the curves of your body all the way down to your thighs. If you had the anti-toxin amp, Pusher would occasionally make you breathe in more gas.
* His favorite part was just watching the water stream down your body. The way it flowed over your curves was beautiful, and the drugs just made it better. A sensory dream for Pusher.
* He wouldn't touch your sex all that much. Maybe a few, brief strokes/caresses but nothing too intense.
* Well, that was until her turned you back over and had you face the wall. It was then Pusher got the idea to fuck you with the nozzle.
* He wouldn't spray the gas inside of you, but seeing you tremble when he put the nozzle inside was everything. While he fucked you, he would try and soothe you.
* "I know you can take it, baby. I wouldn't hurt you."
* Pusher would let you finish unless you took too long. Not that he would get bored, but he would get tired. So, you might be left to finish yourself or you'd have to wait for another opportunity.
* Pitcher had to do a double take when he saw you. What were you thinking?? Still, even he had to stare a little.
* He would go relatively quiet for a minute, the sound of strained breathing leaving his mouth.
* If Pitcher were to touch you, he would only do it if the water was hot. If it was cold, he would just stand back or maybe even leave you be.
* Assuming the water was hot, Pitcher would take off his clothes and put them aside. (He couldn't risk getting his molotolvs wet.) After taking off his valuables, he would join you in the shower.
* The first thing Pitcher would touch are your sides, his hands following the curve of your waist. He would also make sure that you were facing him.
* Pitcher didn't waste much time, only taking a minute or two before touching your sex. He would snap his fingers really close to your sex and watch you flinch from the spark. (Which I don't think would hurt too bad. Maybe a little painful, but brief.)
* You wouldn't have to worry too much about your hair catching on fire. If it did, you were in the shower, the water would put it out.
* Pitcher wouldn't rub/stroke you as much as he would finger you. His fingers were warm, and the water helped him ease them in.
* The whole time he's touching you, he's really close to you. Like, his chest is pressed against yours with his dick against your stomach.
* After getting you wet and/or prepared, he would then fuck you. Hard and medium paced at first, but he went faster the more he got into it.
* If you were squirming too much, Pitcher would growl at you. He'd place both of his hands on your shoulders to keep your back against the wall.
* Would Pitcher let you finish? It would depend on how well you handled him. If you did well, he would let you finish. Not just once though, you were going to get overstimulated.
* Not necessarily as a reward either, he would also do it to teach you a lesson about being naked out in the open.
* Once he sees that you're naked, he's on to you. He'll come into the shower room and immediately take off his pants. By the time you noticed he was near you, he had already turned the water off. As badly as he wanted you, he couldn't risk getting his battery and goggles wet.
* Next thing you know, the Night Hunter tackles you to the floor. He climbs on top of you, machete in hand.
* Pressing the blade to your neck, he gets ready to put himself inside of you. I don't think the Night Hunter would care about foreplay all too much, at least, not in this situation.
* If you weren't in a dark room, he was on borrowed time. The Night Hunter could only stand the lights for so long before he has to retreat.
* He'd force it into you if he had to, but he was fucking you one way or another. All I have to say about that is, he's rough. He'd go hard and fast, practically slamming himself inside of you.
* The Night Hunter would use his free hand to feel around your body. Squeezing your chest, grabbing your hips, digging his nails into you, he would be absolutely ravenous.
* The Night Hunter would praise you but also threaten to kill you. Calling you sweet names, but telling you he should cut you open to teach you a lesson.
* "What a naughty glow worm, keeping all of this from me.."
* If his machete ever left your neck, it was to leave cuts on other parts of your body. He loved cutting you along your V-line and above your sex. To him, that meant you were his.
* You would only get to orgasm if you could finish before, or at the same time as the Night Hunter. After he was done, he had to retreat back into the shadows (assuming you were in the light).
* If you followed him back to the shadows, then he would be more than happy to tackle you again. This time, he would actually make you finish (and then some). He wouldn't stop until you couldn't stand or until he was exhausted.
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Hi everyone! Here's the second post I said I would do today. I apologize for being absent for a few days, but I wasn't doing nothing. I was preparing these posts for you guys.
Thank you to everyone who enjoys my writing. I've had people tell me they get happy when I post, and that means the world to me. To know I can make someone's day better with my writing is priceless.
Please have a good rest of your day! Y'all are amazing. Much love and affection to you. ♡
