Reader x Medic Fanfiction - "Have a taste"
Ever since the company decided that shower time should be limited to 7:30-8:30 every day to save water and money, you have been in a predicament. The team only had a short hour of time to clean themselves before the pipes in the open shower room would be cut off, this meant everyone on the team had to shower together, and you being the only woman mercenary didnât want to expose yourself to the 8 men.Â
Thatâs why as soon as the battle was over the next day, you found yourself grabbing a towel from your room and headed your way to medicâs office while the others were celebrating todayâs victory. Medic had a private shower in his office that he had his patients use if they got bloody during operations, it made cleanup much faster after all. And the Doc wouldnât mind if you just used it, you convinced yourself as you quietly snuck your way into the medical bay. The doc acted very friendly to you after all, and sometimes during basic checkups he would like to idly chat with you about personal life and things you had in common with the man. You were both on good terms, you thought as you made your way to the bathroom next to his office, and closed the door silently behind you.
The private bathroom was small, sink facing the door and the toilet next to it. On the left wall was the shower, and as you began to strip your sweaty smelly clothes off you couldnât help but entertain the thought of medic catching you in his shower. You had to admit that you secretly found the man attractive, after all. Admiring him over the months since you first joined, and every once in awhile you would wake early in the morning, finding yourself hot and bothered, just to satisfy yourself and whimper out his name, as if the man himself was pleasing you with those skilled hands of his. You found yourself musing this again as you turn the hot water on and step inside.
Closing your eyes you imagine the heavenly hot water running down your back and sides were the docâs hands, running down your body. âGet cleaned up first girlâ you think to yourself as you reach for the shampoo and began to scrub your hair. Still though your mind lingered on him, the sound of his accent, smell of his cologne with a hint of aftershave, the way his touch lingered on you gently during check-ups. After rinsing the shampoo off and coating your hair with conditioner, you were unable to help yourself. Reach a hand down to your nether regions, you close your eyes and began stroke your clit, a light moan escaping you. You imagined it was him, teasing your womanhood, pleasing you. As you began to rub yourself harder you lean yourself against the tile wall, whimpering out his name. You were so engrossed with pleasing yourself with hand and imagination, you did not hear the clicking of boots approach the bathroom door.Â
Again you whimper out the medics name as you reached your hand down further, slipping a finger into your aching opening and began to use both hands, one rubbing your clit the other massaging the inside of you. Your breath was hot and filled with need as slowly the sensations began to rise up, causing your legs to shudder silently. As the finger inside you brushed against that oh so sensitive spot, you lean against the tile wall for support, facing the blue shower curtain. You were getting close, spreading your legs wider while fingering yourself and rubbing your clit in a circular motion. So close, and you beg for medic to give you more and more, stuttering out the pleads as your imagination started to run away with the sensations. Finally you hit climax, and you let out a guttered groan of the Docâs name as you rubbed yourself slowly through the waves of pleasure. After getting your breathing even, you sigh, and reach for the bar of soap to finish.Â
Thatâs when a familiar chuckle reached your ears.Â
You yelp, squeezing the soap out of your hand and nearly falling to the tub with it. While your body froze, your heart and mind was racing. You recognized that laugh, you have heard it many times before when Medic had made you yelp during your first check up with him, his hands without the gloves were cold after all.Â
Swallowing hard, you reach your hand to slowly pull back the curtain and peek, only to come to find your heart pounding so hard you thought it would burst. There was medic, a handsome smile on his face with a brow raised. This however, wasnât enough to cause your heart to react like it did. The man was also almost naked, his battle worn clothes folded neatly and lying on the large bathroom counter against the right wall and his boots tucked into the corner by the door. The only thing he was wearing was a pair of light blue boxer shorts, and the medic chuckled again as you caught yourself gazing at the semi-hard bulge in them. God he was gorgeous for his age, toned muscles from the war showed lightly through his pale olive toned skin, and what seemed to be the slight hinting of a 6 pack in his stomach. You began to feel the heat in your cheeks from embarrassment shoot down to your lower regions causing you to bite your bottom lip. Medic saw that and he chuckled once again, his half lidded light blue gaze boring into your eyes with a look that could be only described as lust. âHaffing fun my dear?â He asked, his German accent husky as it revealed just how turned on he was. The sound of it however raced through your body, giving you more heat to your groin. Only he could get this want out of you after you had just finished masturbation. Medic licked his lips before taking a step forward to the shower, hooking his thumb into his boxers. âYou did not ask permission to use mein showahâŠâ he continued, pulling the boxers down a bit until your eyes could see the beginning of his shaft, nestled in dark brown curly hair.Â
âI-Iâm sorryâŠâ you stutter, moving you gaze back up to his as he came right up to the shower curtain. Reaching one of his hands to the curtain and pulling it aside. His eyes shamelessly roamed over your naked body, and you didnât realize that you were holding your breath until he reached a hand to cup your face and said âBreath.âÂ
From the way he was looking at you, the way his thumb ran over your bottom lip told you that he knew he had you. After all, how long was the man standing in the bathroom to hear you call out his name? You blush further as you realize it must have been a bit if he had entered and had enough time to take off his clothes. The medic stepped into the shower with his boxers on, not caring if they got wet as he pulled the curtain closed before leaning into you to press a soft kiss to your lips. âNo need to apologiesâŠâ he said, again the husk in his accent racking over you.âI zhink we both need zhis ja? Now zhenâŠâ and he moved his hands to your shoulders and pushed you to your knees. âHaff a taste.âÂ
You squint up at him, watching the steaming water fall onto his head as he looked back down at you. Damn his eyes were gorgeous. You trail your gaze down until you are looking at his soaking wet boxers, the boner concealed inside now very visible against the sopping under garment. Nervously you reach your hands up to hook your fingers into the elastic waist band and began to slowly pull them down. Once the boxers pooled at his feet, you look at his now completely hardened manhood seeming to stand at attention. It was a bit longer and thicker than you imagined, and while a little bit of panic settled in your gut about its size, you also licked your lips. Because you canât help but imagine how good it is going to feel inside.Â
Without a second thought, you reach your hand up and stroke medicâs dick from the base of the shaft to the tip. After hearing a grunt above you, you get a little bolder and lean in to give the head a little lick. This time, the medic didnât react and you realized he wasnât going to give you the satisfaction of hearing him moan so soon. Seeing that as a challenge, you rap your lips around the head, spit and water making it easy for your tight lips to slowly move forward and take as much of him in your mouth as you can. Hearing his breath hitâs you canât help but chuckle as your tongue rolls under his shaft and you suck him lightly. His hands went down to your wet hair, gripping it as best as he can as you began to hum, knowing the vibrations from your mouth mixed with the light sucking and tongue massaging is driving him crazy. After a few moments of this, you pull your head back and swallow him back down again, this time starting to properly suck him off. The doc sighs and leans against the tile wall, head tilting back as bliss began to overtake him. Heâs petting your head as you work, thumbs brushing over your cheeks as you began to hum around him again.Â
Then, you pull your head back, and while sucking on the head, rut your tongue over the light opening at his tip. Medic gasps and yelps our name. You do it again, and this time he bucks his hips almost violently, hands coming to smack the wet tile wall behind him. âAch⊠Not so muchâ He said, breathing a bit heavily.Â
You smirk up at him. âWhy not?â and again you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, tracing the edge of folded skin with your tongue slowly before rutting it again against the tip.Â
The next thing you know, his hands are under your arms, yanking you to your feet with surprising strength. He pushes you against the tile wall under the shower head, kissing with a passion you havenât felt in years.Â
You reach your arms around him, gripping his slick wet body close to yours as your tongue mingles with his. After a moment, Medic moves his mouth away, resting his forehead on yours to gaze into you eyes. You once again find yourself trapped by the color in his, stunning, seeming to look through your soul.Â
Feeling a hand travel down your stomach brought you out of the depth of his eyes, looking down at what he was doing just as his middle finger came between your legs and very lightly stroked your clit. You couldnât help the loud gasp that escaped you, and medic chuckled at seeing you reach a hand up to cover your mouth.Â
âNein⊠let me hear youâŠâ He said, reaching his free hand to grab your wrist and pin it above your head, right next to the shower head. âNobody vill hear us⊠bitte.âÂ
Again his middle finger stroked you, with a little more pressure than before and again you gasp. He let go of your hand as the sound morphed into a moan as he began to rub with vigor, smirking at you as he did. You wrapped your arms around him again, resting your forehead against his chest as you began to paint and moan, hips twitching as he sped up that circular motion he set on your clit.Â
After a moment his hand moved away, and you whimpered. âBeg for michâŠâ He said, voice low as his breath ghost across your neck. âLike before, bitte, beg for michâŠ.âÂ
âMedic pleaseâŠâ you whine, trailing your hands down his back, running with the steaming water. âGive me more⊠pleaseâŠâÂ
That seemed to be enough for him. Medicâs hands came under your legs, lifting you up and pressing you against the wall. You bite your lip as you feel the tip of his erection brushing against your entrance. You squirm, legs locked around his hips. âOh God please, just take me already!âÂ
His hands moved up to your hips, and gently he began to push you down onto him. You groan as he filled you, a bit painful at first but as he let you adjust to his size you kissed him, letting him know to continue. Medic pulled out slowly before ramming into you with a sudden aggressive force that made you yelp. You grip onto him, unable to do anything but holding yourself up as medic pounded into you, His grunts and heavy breathing mixing with yours.Â
âMein Gott, du bist so tightâHe groaned, moving his hands from your hips to your ass and giving them a rough squeeze. His head dipped to your neck, sucking over the vein and biting, teeth running over your wet skin as he continued to ram into you. You tilt your head back, letting him have full access to your neck, not caring if a hickey was going to be left there afterwards.Â
As his pace increased and your moans began to grow crazy he babbled German into your ear, hot breath mixing with the steam of the shower and when he bit your hear lobe. Then he pressed you harder against the wall, and moved his hands to your knees, shifting them up higher on his waste, going deeper. That was it for you, He was ramming into that spot now, over and over, making you cry out his name. He groaned, moving his head up to capture your mouth in a deep kiss, muffling your cries.Â
One more thrust and you were pushed over the edge, breaking the kiss to shout as he continued to pound you, then pulled out just as he came, seed spilling on your stomach.Â
After you both had calmed down, Medic lowered you back to your feet, chuckling one more time as your knees wobbled and you leaned against him.Â
He bent over to pick up the soap, lathering his hands and began to rub your shoulders, washing you tenderly.Â
âI understand vhy you used mein showah.â He said, kissing your forehead. âBut next time, ask bitte.âÂ
You closed your eyes, resting your head on his shoulder as he cleaned you off. âIâll ask⊠if that means you can join again.â And medic laughed. âOnly if you let me, mein dear.â
