Advent Calendar Day 14
Doctor's Orders
Dr Maxwell (Inside No 9: La Couchette) x f!reader
Warnings: smut, NSFW, oral, fingering, dom/sub undertones, overstimulation, unprotected sex, swearing, semi-public sex, I guess? (they're in a train cabin)
Synopsis: Little christmas present from the doctor :)
A/N: There is a criminal lack of Maxwell fics
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I can't help but moan softly as Maxwell pushes me up against the wall, his lips smoothing careful, precisely placed kisses along my pulse towards my ear. My fingers close into the fabric of his pyjamas, holding on for dear life as he easily slots himself between my legs. The train jolts, my body moving with it to accidentally grind against the doctor, my eyes shooting open as I feel the bulge forming in his thin trousers.
'Th-this is unexpected, doctor,' I gasp as he locates the sweet spot on my neck, biting down on it.
He chuckles against me, the sound resonating through me as he pulls back to look me in the eye, his hands moving to pin mine to the wall by my head.
'Is it so unexpected, (Y/n)? You have been undressing me with your eyes for as long as I have known you, thinking I haven't noticed,' He purrs, rolling his hips against me, 'So when I heard we'd be travelling together over Christmas, I made certain that we'd be booked into a private cabin, so I might give you a little gift of my own and fulfil those dirty little fantasies of yours.'
I whimper at his words, feeling my face flush as he so eloquently reveals I haven't been nearly as subtle as I thought I've been.
'Mm, you sound better than I had imagined you would,' He hums, lowering his face closer to mine, 'I do hope I get to hear more.'
Before I can dwell on his own confession, his lips press to mine, as meticulous in kissing as he is in his work. He takes his time with me, slowly coaxing me open, teasing me with his tongue as he grinds against me, my body quickly surrendering to the promise of more pleasure yet to come. I moan into his mouth, my eyes falling closed as he explores deftly, taking me apart piece by desperate piece, my own hips bucking against him. He chuckles into the kiss, pulling back once again.
'Come join me on the bed, (Y/n),' He commands, tone leaving no room to argue even as I shoot a skeptical look at the small cots pushed up against the walls of the small cabin.
Maxwell allows me to move, watching closely as I sit on the bed, awaiting further instruction. He gestures for me to strip, then lie down, his lips quirked into a cunning smirk as he removes his glasses. Swallowing, I do as he asks, shakily pulling my pyjama shirt from my body, followed by my trousers, leaving me completely bare on his bed. The doctor's gaze roams freely over me, taking in my every flaw and imperfection, his pupils growing until his eyes are dark with carefully contained lust. He stalks over to the bed, settling himself between my legs, his hands finding my torso.
Slowly, he slides his palms up and over my body, fingers pressing slightly as if he's examining me. I bite my lip at his insistent touch, enjoying the soft pass of his hands on my skin, whimpering as he reaches my neck, delicately wrapping his grip around it, not squeezing, just keeping me in place. The other hand ghosts down towards my core, finding the apex of my thighs, thumb and forefinger easily parting my folds to reveal my cunt to him. My face burns as the cool air hits me, my arousal extremely obvious.
'Hm, you've already gotten quite wet, haven't you?' Maxwell comments, flicking his piercing gaze up to mine, 'But I do think I can get you needier still.'
He releases my cunt, his hand sliding back up my body. The doctor takes one of my tits in his hand, squeezing it languidly, rolling my nipple between his fingers, smirking as I gasp and arch into his touch, chasing the pleasurable sensation. He continues his ministrations a little longer, staring at me the entire time as I mewl and whine in his hold, before finally stilling, keeping my flesh held firmly in his grasp. I pant, ready to ask what's going on before watching him lean down, his tongue dragging in a hot, wet stripe up over my exposed nipple. I moan, grabbing at his wrists as he keeps me in place, repeating the action, keeping his tongue flat and wide as it plays with my nipple.
Pleasure arcs down my spine, my body convulsing as he brushes his teeth on the sensitive bud before closing his lips around it. Maxwell sucks gently, continuing to ravage my nipple with his tongue, growling against me as his name falls from my open mouth. He pulls back with a pop, finally releasing my tit before moving onto the other.
This time, he laps at my nipple with small kitten-licks of his tongue, dragging embarrassingly whiny noises from my lips. In response, he moves the hand on my neck to cup my chin, shoving two fingers into my mouth. Instinctively, I suck on them, whimpering when he presses down on my tongue and pushes them further inside, as if trying to test my gag reflex.
My hips buck up against him, grinding against the bulge very firmly pressing against me through his trousers. The fabric of his pyjamas is now well and truly soaked through from where I'm dragging my slick cunt over him, his throbbing tip just about visible through the neat pinstripes. Maxwell groans into my skin, pulling back for a second with a soft curse, the facade dropping just briefly enough to show me he wants this as much as I do.
The hand on my chin disappears, reappearing at my cunt. Maxwell leans back again, keeping his gaze trained on me as he spreads my folds with his slick fingers, dragging his middle finger over my entrance to my clit. He zeroes in on the bundle of nerves with frightening accuracy, circling it until I'm writhing underneath him, barely applying direct pressure. He's relentless, making absolutely certain that my body is begging enough for him before he starts stroking my clit properly. My eyes roll back into my head at the much-needed pleasure, coming apart at the seams as he rubs my most sensitive areas, sending shockwaves skittering up my spine.
And then he slides a finger inside me.
My body writhes as he sinks it up to the knuckle inside my cunt, wriggling it inside me until he finds the spot he's looking for. The pathetic cry that escapes me draws a smug smirk from him, the man's gaze still locked on my face as he alternates pressure on that spot, massaging it mercilessly. His thumb returns to my clit, hooking his finger in time with a deliberate drag of the digit over the bundle of nerves. My body short-circuits, my mouth falling open in a wordless cry.
'Ah, that's what I'm looking for,' Is all the doctor says before shoving a second finger inside me, using both to bully my g-spot.
He sets a fast pace, pressing against my inner walls as his thumb smooths over my clit, pleasure roaring through me uncontrollably, the familiar precipice dawning on me faster and faster.
'Fuck, please…gonna cum…' I manage to gasp out, my voice strained as I grip at the sheets, trying to anchor myself.
Maxwell doesn't say anything, just lifts his free hand and pinches one of my nipples. That's all it takes, my body careening into a mind-numbing orgasm, stars blossoming behind my eyelids as I close my eyes. He fucks his fngers into me through the waves of pleasure, letting up a little as I come down from my high, leaving me breathless and whimpering on his bed.
He pulls back and I lose his presence, my eyes still closed as I try to ground myself again.
I jolt as something hot and wet drags through my sensitive cunt, my eyes snapping open again. Maxwell's blue gaze meets me from between my legs, his tongue sliding through my folds wetly as I whine from the oversensitivity, my hand snapping down to grip his hair, whether to pull him away or closer unknown to me. He just growls against me, slamming my hand down on the mattress and pinning it there as he flicks the tip of his tongue over my throbbing clit. I nearly scream at the sharp sting of pleasure, unable to do anything but take it as he sucks and laps at me, tasting me thoroughly. When he starts suckling on my clit, my mind nearly blacks out, every thought leaving my head. My hips buck against him, the pain quickly turning pleasurable as he lavishes me with attention.
After a while, he finally pulls back, leaving me panting and gasping, tears streaming down my cheeks. I barely register what's happening as he finally strips himself off, revealing his lengthy cock to the cool air. Dazed, I watch as he strokes himself, teasing his own tip before he runs it between the folds of my cunt. We groan in unison as his cock becomes wet with my slick, the tip soon nudging at my entrance.
As he pushes in, my eyes roll back into my head, the delicious stretch of his length being buried deep inside me having my aching cunt clenching around him. The doctor growls under his breath, gripping my thighs tightly, seating himself fully inside me. He rests for a moment as he finally hilts himself entirely, rubbing circles into the soft flesh of my inner thighs before slowly dragging himself back out. I whimper, only to cut myself off with a broken moan as he fucks back into me with a sharp, precise thrust. He starts a quick pace, clearly as desperate as I am now after so long of having his own arousal neglected.
My cunt makes obscene noises as he pounds into me, mingling with the grunts and groans of the an looming over me. I watch as the muscles in his torso tense with each thrust, my mouth watering with the desire to sink my teeth into him. His hair has long fallen out of its neat style, falling loosely over his forehead, giving him a wild look as he grips my thighs tighter and starts shoving himself into me with more and more force. My body bounces on the mattress, each stroke of his cock inside me striking my g-spot harshly, leaving my vision filled with static.
The precipice looms again, much faster this time, my cunt aching and begging to be filled. It doesn't feel as if he's too far off, either, his cock twitching and throbbing inside me, his hips getting jerkier in their movements. One of his hands apppears at my throat, holding me down as he uses his new leverage to fuck himself into me even harder, somehow picking up more brutal pace before I really realise what's going on. His fingers dig into my pulse, cutting off just enough air that my vision starts going fuzzy around the edges, my hands grabbing at his wrist.
The rush of oxygen as he loosens his grip is euphoric. It has me bucking off the bed, my cunt finally convulsing as my second orgasm explodes inside me, the pleasure hot and overwhelming. My vision goes white, my cunt clamping down like a vice around his cock.
Maxwell curses loudly at the feeling, shouting as he finally spasms inside me and cums, spilling a hot load into my aching cunt. He rocks his hips through his orgasm, allowing me to milk every drop possible out of him as I clench rhythmically around him.
After a long while, he slips his softening cock from me, dropping down on the bed beside me. It's tight on the small cot, but he wraps me in his arms, pulling me into his hold as we come down from our highs.
'I hope that wasn't too much,' He murmurs softly, stroking a hand down my back.
'It was perfect,' I breathe out, clenching my legs together at the sensation of his cum dripping from me.
'We should clean up,' He says quietly, having noticed my slight discomfort.
I shake my head weakly, 'In a bit. 'M too tired right now.'
He laughs a little.
'You have ten minutes, then we're cleaning up. Doctor's orders.'