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25 awoke from the sound of the bed creaking through the wall. He sat up, feeling the cold spot beside him. He pinched the bridge of his nose hearing as he began to hear groans through the wall. “I suppose omega found out anyway. Tch.” He grit his teeth thinking how he could’ve listened to their pretty voice last night.
He was quick to get dressed knowing he would need to tell 45 before he found out himself.
“35,” It was 45, his voice was stern, “I don’t suppose you went back on our deal now did you?” Omega let go of (Y/N)’s lips, groaning with irritation. There was not much he could do now.
“Get dressed.” 35 murmured as he got off of his bed. He pulled his clothes on enough to be decent before opening the door. “I didn’t go back on anything.” He smiled widely. “The deal was I could have the seconds, and indeed I did.” A vein began to pop out on 45’s cheek, his fists clenching at the prospect that omega had gotten to them before.
“I won the bet fair and square. The lot of you have no respect for even yourself.” He spat before pushing past him into the room. His gaze fell to their half clothed body. An unbuttoned shirt and pants barely being pulled to their waist. They seemed to move slowly, hands shaky, face rather flushed. “You gave them your concoction didn’t you?” His voice was full of annoyance, his hands clenching at his sides. “Did you explain our deal at the very least? I have no interest in forcing anything.” Omega’s hands were clasped behind his back as he circled 45.
“Somewhat. We got busy a little too quickly to really expand on it.” (Y/N)’s head began to pound, a thirst forming in the back of their throat. They slipped their shoes on before sitting on the edge of the bed. They caught the last bit of omega’s words, “they’re very eager,” before feeling the sensation of falling.
(Y/N)’s eyes fluttered open, their head still having a slight ache. A small flame crackled in the fireplace, illuminating the dark room. They sat up slowly, taking a look around feeling what had been on top of them slip. They looked down to see 45’s coat. They swallowed and found the courage to look up. Surely they weren’t in his room? Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, they were in the common room. They stood up and approached the window to draw the curtains. Once opened they gazed out into the darkness of the night, speckles of stars lighting the sky. Had they been asleep all day? The ache grew worse as they tried to recall what had happened earlier.
The door behind them was pushed open with a soft creak. “You have finally woken up.” His voice was flat, a log in his hands. Without his coat his muscular build was on complete display. They swallowed hard, torn between wanting to feel him and wanting to rest for at least a day.
“Yeah.. My head feels like I’ve been hit with a brick.” They laughed, but their palms began to sweat. “What am I doing in the lounge?” They asked quietly, approaching the sofa in front of the fireplace. Watching as he put the log into the fire their heart skipped a beat, they had their own quarters to rest in and he needn't have gone to such lengths.
“Well, omega's drug was still in the experimental phase of development. It literally sucks the life out of you as he has yet to refine it.” His arm leaned on the top of the mantle, leaned over the fire as he watched the embers fly up and into the chimney. “How much did he say about the deal?” This again? They thought to themself. They began to scowl and plopped down onto the sofa.
“Nothing.” They grumbled, barely able to remember anything of what they did the more they tried to recall. Nothing other than the beginning of that morning that is. His tender lips trailing down and then simple bits and pieces. Though they were sure it was all enjoyable. “Something that I was promised off to one of you and he was second in line.” They looked down at their lap, gripping the edge of the couch. “While I allowed omega to have me after 25 did, I do not see myself as ‘easy’ if that is what you are looking for in all this.” Their voice was kept steady, unsure if they had a right to be upset.
After all, they had already planned to have sex with them all. Their goal was made quite easy by this, they wanted something from the segments as much as the segments wanted something from them. “No. That is not what I am looking for.” He grabbed the long metal rod, poking at the embers, the fire illuminating his mask. “I have simply come to an understanding that the others may be a little… extreme is all. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” His voice was not kind, but he wasn’t rude either. He sounded like 25 if anything, only he didn’t seem to beat around the bush.
Their shoulders relaxed and they let go of the couch. As they began to lay back they let out a breath of relief through their nose. “Then why am I here?” They asked quietly. “You could have brought me to my room, you know?” Their eyes lingered on him, watching as he continued to poke at the fire mindlessly.
“If I had taken care of you in your room they would have assumed I got my turn with you, then they would be free to do what they like. You should rest for the night.” He placed the fire poker back where it belonged, not sparing (Y/N) a single glance as he left.
As the door shut they wondered what had just happened? It sounded as though 45 was meant to have them first, so why wouldn’t he take the chance while he had it?
They looked down at his coat, running their hands over the fur. They laid back on the couch, pulling themself into the warmth of it. His woody scent filled their senses as they closed their eyes. A lingering thought began to form, that quite enjoyed having his company.
Over a week passed since they last saw 45, each segment claiming he was someplace only for (Y/N) to arrive to an empty room. He was avoiding them. Their heart began to grow heavy, had it been possible this was a bigger mistake than they previously believed? 45 could be easy to talk to, even if at times he had his own motivations for things. He was always around, papers, sketches, or plans in hand for the segments.
They lingered in the common room, hoping to catch him if he simply passed by. However, it was almost lunch time and they couldn’t wait around all day. They headed for the door, however abruptly stilled as they heard footsteps coming down the hall. “Yes. Schedule it for this afternoon with 45, 8. Make sure (Y/N) doesn’t catch wind of this, they like to sit in. 45 wants to perform and would prefer not to have any distractions.” They could hear 8’s reply but they didn’t listen. The confirmation he had been avoiding them left them with confusing feelings.
They waited outside the OR, eyes down at their shoes and his coat neatly folded in their arms. It was completely silent in the hallway, yet the smell of antiseptic wafted through that told them he was there.
Hours passed, and at last they could hear the sound of shuffling coming louder in their direction. They stood up straight and looked to the door expectantly. Sure enough he came out. They swallowed hard as they looked up at him. He turned to look down at them, suddenly frozen where he stood. “Why are you..” His eyes turned to his coat momentarily, his lips turning into a tight line. “Don’t tell me you were waiting here?”
“I had to. You’ve been avoiding me.” Their voice came out mousier than they would have hoped, while this wasn’t a confrontation they didn’t want to look desperate. When he began to smile, flashing his sharpened teeth, their heart dropped. “Why are you smiling?”
“I don’t remember avoiding you. I simply have better things to do.” Their eyes tarried on his coat then back to him. Why had they expected anything else?
“Right. Then nevermind.” Feeling as though they made a fool of themself they walked past him. Yet they heard him sigh followed by a gentle tug on their arm.
“Alright. Fine. If the other segments have the wrong idea.. They will each have a turn with you again, as I said before. And I recall you saying that you did not want that. I decided it was best if I gave you space.” They stared up at him at a loss for words. Was this his way of protecting them?
“I never said that I didn’t want that. Or if I did? I don’t think I meant it the way you took it.” He could feel a heat churn within his abdomen, quick to let go of their wrist as he felt it and walked past them.
“Let us finish talking in my room then. I need to wash up.”
Upon entering his room it was rather empty. Simply a neat bed and cleared desk at the window. “I simply didn’t like that you had already decided who got ‘dibs’ I suppose. 25 and omega both said you’d be upset, and I just wasn’t in the mood to do it again so soon after.” They tried to explain, but his fists clenched at his sides hearing them speak about the others.
“I see.. Well I am upset. More so at those idiots of course. I should have known 25 wouldn’t uphold his end of the deal.” He walked towards the bathroom. “We can finish this after I wash up. Surgery always makes me feel unclean.” He grumbled, and locked the door behind him.
Upon hearing the door lock they took a spin around the room. Empty. Not one plant. Book. Or even scratch on his desk. They walked over to his bed, the pillows rather untouched.They laid on his bed, and stared up at the blank ceiling, pushing their head down on the pillow to begin breaking it in. They doubted he spent any time there at all. More often than not they found him scurrying around the lab day and night, without fail they’d see him at least twice a day.
They saw him and 18 the most really. How was it possible every segment wanted them? The thought was hard to wrap their head around. Each part of him was so different. Aloof, distant, idealistic, or very much self absorbed yet self aware.
They thought back to the times they had spent with each one. Late nights with 18. 25’s need for perfection. How cold he had seemed. Even with 35. He was rather eccentric, but it meant things were lively and new.
Then 45. Often beside 25 he was silent and observing. They thought back to his toned body that was hidden under his coat. It left them with a hunger, even if they had denied it that night. Even the day they had begged to scrub in he scowled hearing the request. as they grabbed his hand in desperation. He felt warm. “I’ll do any favor you want of me. Please. I need this.”
Their whining had little to no effect on him. But their face did. Wide eyed and desperate. Their hands clasping over his. They weren’t fragile by any means. Just that thought alone made his cock harden, it meant he could have them just how they wanted. Feeling as the cold water drizzled down his back he wished it was their finger nails digging into him. Had he known their begging was a pretense to get closer to 25 he would’ve never allowed it.
He simply thought it was curiosity. What a fool he believed himself to be now. Yet they had sought him out this time. Brought the coat he had forgotten in the common room. Or perhaps was avoiding. He let out a long sigh as he shut his eyes. They couldn’t even bring himself to look at them that night, he had quite a few thoughts that had run through his head. What sound would they make? How rough could he be? How would they look?
Despite the cold water his cock was stood straight. Just being around them often made him aroused. He turns off the water, unable to wait any longer. He dried off his upper half and threw a towel around his lower half as he walked out. His breath was quickly caught in his throat however, as he saw them on his bed. His coat to their nose and their hand wrapped around their cock. “I see omega was right about one thing. You’re quite eager.” They let out a soft whine as they heard his voice.
They hadn’t meant to, but thinking about him and his body had lit a desire in them. They had practically waited all week for him to come and take them. “Please take me, Dottore.” He didn’t need to be told twice. He walked over, taking in the sight in front of him. Their face was flushed, mouth slightly ajar as they let out breathy moans, and their back was slightly arched.
He let the towel around his waist drop before he climbed on top of them. He pushed his coat aside, leaning down to whisper, “you won’t be needing that anymore,” before he began to press firm kisses down their neck. His hand planted itself beside them and the other slid down to their hip. “You better be prepared. I’m not letting you go now that I have you here.” His eyes flicked down to their hand still stroking their cock “Don’t stop alright?” He looked back at them, watching as they nodded with obedience. He returned to his light kissing, reaching the now healing bruise. He bit back a remark and instead lapped over it, his mask gently scraping against them.
His teeth then grazed over the sensitive area for a moment as he thought about making his own mark there. It was just them. They were all he wanted to think about. The only sound was their heavy breathing. “I’m getting close..” They murmured, staring down at him with half lidded eyes. He straightened up and pushed their legs to their chest. Looking down he saw their cock dripping cum down around their thighs.
He pushed their cocks together, groaning as he felt the skin on skin contact. He rubbed the pre-cum thoroughly around his cock until it was slick enough. Only then did he position himself at their entrance. His eyes flicked over to their expression, his hands gripping their thighs ever so tighter. Their head was slightly lifted to watch, eyes expectant and hungry. He pushed in, watching as they bit down on their lip. “You can be loud. I doubt anyone will have anything to say about it now.” He bottomed out, immediately rubbing against their sweet spot, slightly twitching against it for a moment. He groaned, pushing their hips together harder. He watched as they threw back their head and as their hands gripped the sheets. His ears perked up as he heard a strangled groan come from them, their hole convulsing around him. “Don’t tell me you already came?” He let out a soft chuckle seeing cum sputter out of their cock.
It couldn’t have been helped, they had already been so close when he finally returned. Especially having him in front of them. His body looked even more tempting as small beads of water glistened on his skin. Paired with his soft grunts as he pushed their hips together. Their eyes wandered from his mask all the way down his body, lingering on the tufts of hair that led to his cock. They swallowed hard as he continued, feeling their body jolt as he hit the back of their walls hard with each thrust. He kept steady, but they couldn’t be sure where his gaze landed. His voice echoed in the empty room despite his gritted teeth and his large calloused hands were slightly shaky around their thighs. They closed their eyes, focusing on the sensation. It had been exactly what they had been waiting for.
He listened as they whined each time he pressed too hard, but he didn’t let up and instead pressed harder. They no longer held back their voice, but they weren’t exactly loud. Moaning just enough to keep him wanting more. He pushed their legs further back and leaned into them. “Quite flexible are we?” He mused, pressing down until they could no longer give. He let out a drawn out moan as he felt himself push in just right. He began to push in faster, feeling a heat rise within him. His hold on them became bruising, but (Y/N) could barely feel it with his cock pounding deep within them.
His anger began to flare up knowing the others had seen this. Felt this. Heard this. Not a thing about this was special. His brow furrowed as he began to thrust sloppier. His mind got lost in the pleasure he felt around him. Thick ropes shot into them, his hips slamming into theirs as he finished up. He looked down at their tired face watching as they regained their strength. This wasn’t special. But he won’t let them forget it.
As they looked up at him they wondered what he was thinking. His mask made him hard to decipher. Before they could tease him on this he easily rolled them over.
He wasn’t done. Far from it. “I take back what I said. I am upset with you.” He snorted, as he flipped them over onto their stomach. He then pulled their hips up to his. “And you’ll take what I give you.” He pushed his cock between their thighs, to bring himself back up. He groaned at the feeling of their warmth and soft skin. He leaned over, whispering in a soothing tone. “You’ll be alright.”
However they weren’t quite sure what he meant. Before they could ask him however, they felt his large hand slide up the nape of their neck. Their thought put on hold as a shiver went down their spine. His hand gripped their hair hard, pulling their head back in a rough motion. They felt as he slipped out from between their thighs, his cock repositioned to their dripping entrance. He shoved himself back in, (Y/N) letting out a grunt as he pushed hard into their walls. His hand then instantaneously pushed their face down into the bed.
He groaned loudly feeling how tight they grew. “I don’t want to share you..” He grumbled, thrusting in quick successions. “I was going to keep you a secret you know. I wouldn’t have followed through on the deal either.” They could barely hear a word he said, feeling his cock rub on their sweet spot. Though they barely had any air to focus on anything anyway. Hearing their soft groaning he pulled their head back. “Have something to say?”
“How did you come to stake your claim first..?” They murmured, breathing heavily. The thought had weighed heavy, but the anxiety it had induced was replaced by the growing heat in their abdomen.
“You want to discuss that now?” He groaned, his other hand pushing their hips back onto his. “Get your priorities straight.” He pushed them back into bed, closing his eyes as his hand gripped their hip a little tighter.
Was it that they were thinking of them? Was it that they didn’t want him to be the first? Would they have wished for 25? He pushed them into the bed further, hearing murmurs arise. His other hand came down to spank them. He felt their body jolt followed by a drawn out noise coming from them. He pulled them back up harshly. “You’re right..” They swallowed, catching their breath. “Is this a punishment then?” He laughed pushing them further into the bed with his hips.
“I suppose you can think of it like that.” He pushed their head back down, watching their form. Their hands gripped on his sheets, the hair that escaped his grasp sprawled about. His heart beat faster, even if they were not solely his, in this moment they were. He could feel their pulse as his movements grew sloppier and faster. They felt perfect.
They felt their back arch as they pushed against him consciously. Their eyes rolled back with a groan, as even with sloppy movements the way his tip rubbed on their sweet spot was just what they needed. His hand’s grip grew tighter and soon they were let up for air. They panted heavily, drool dripping down their mouth. Just as they began to believe he’d push them down he yanked them back. Their back flush against his chest, putting them on their knees as he puts both arms across their collarbone.
They turned their head, his mask in the way of being able to read his expression. He cocked his head like a bird upon seeing them look up, a grin suddenly spreading. “You look exhausted already.” He murmured before pressing their lips together. He thrusted up into them, feeling himself grow closer as he felt their moan drown out in his mouth.
No matter how he positioned himself their body felt as though it was on fire. Their hands grabbed at anything they could get ahold of, which turned out to be his thighs. Their nails dug in as he roughly pounded into them. They squeezed tighter as they came onto the sheets in front of them, Dottore then letting out a drawn out moan as his thick cum shot up inside them. His hold on them tightening as he released inside, however abruptly let go soon after. They flopped over, sighing with relief. He looked down with satisfaction, a large grin plastered on his face.