As per usual, Nai finds himself wandering the corridors of second ship; today in particular, he was trying to find Tsukumo, because his homework had proved to be a little too difficult. Even so, his task is quickly forgotten in favour of a small mystery; an outsider on second ship. He stops, smiling in greeting. "E-excuse me. Are you looking for Hirato?" Usually people outside the ship came because of something important, and important things were dealt with by Hirato. Maybe that was it...?
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Yogi shivered self-consciously as he slowly removed his clothes for the examination. He could feel the doctor’s eyes on him, slowly travelling over his bare body. A small, nervous laugh escaped Yogi’s lips as he noticed Akari remove his labcoat and set it on the back of a chair. “Ah, what are you d-doing, Doctor Akari?” he asked slowly.
The pink-haired man smirked slightly and pulled on a pair of gloves, the loud snap making Yogi flinch. “Well considering how you’ve been avoiding your checkups recently, I need to be thorough this time. Now if you’ll bend over the examination table.” His tone told the blond it wasn’t a request.
Quickly complying, Yogi leaned over the table, holding back a hiss as his bare skin touched the cold metal. “D-Doctor Akari, why do I h-have to-“
He was cut off by a sudden warmth pressed against his back, followed by the older man’s breath, hot against the nape of his neck. “Just quiet down already,” he commanded, that warmth seeming to soak into Yogi’s skin and gather in his lower body. “I’m here to make you feel better, aren’t I?”
The blond nodded slowly, letting out a small gasp when he felt Akari’s hand wrap around his quickly hardening length. Shivers traveled down Yogi’s spine as Akari’s hand started moving, a surprisingly gentle touch compared to how harsh the doctor could be with him sometimes. "A-Akari," he panted, turning his head to try and look back at him. Before he could say anything else though, the older man's lips were on his and-
Yogi let out a startled cry as he woke from the dream, his body feeling too hot and the blankets seeming to suffocate him. Without taking an extra moment to try and think about what was going on in his head, Yogi untangled himself and hurried to the bathroom for a shower, dreading his next checkup with the doctor even more.
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“What’s — ‘this’?” [omfg lmao]
"--'This' simply means, or rather what I meant to say, was. How I plan on getting you into bed tonight. To be quiet honest, I've gone over several possible solutions to this, but things would be so much easier...if you just came willingly. No pun intended."
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Akari looked up from his paperwork to find his husband standing by his office door, “That’s rare. I got the impression you didn’t like my laboratory.” He stated, with a hint of mirth in his tone.
Yogi looked around at all the sharp medical tools and equipment, feeling a small shiver of fear before he turned his gaze back to Akari. "Well, it is pretty creepy, but I really wanted to see you," he said, walking over to the doctor and wrapping his arms around his shoulders innocently.
11: My muse now has the urge to get yours in bed with him. They will do anything they can to get what they want with yours, and they want it badly! (Only one that is deniable due to age restrictions as well as Mun being uncomfortable doing it and please don’t go as far as doing rape stuff unless you have the Mun’s consent, keep this fun and legal!)
