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libidinee · 9 days ago

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In him. -> Jonathan Crane/ Reader

a/n: requests open!!

tw: smut, dubcon, needles, drug use

He leaned down, pale blue eyes studying you from behind thin framed reading glasses that you doubted he actually needed, maybe they were just for his ‘smart guy’ persona. You squirmed, a rushing through your veins sent shiver down your spine, an electrifying sensation heightened by the excitement running through your veins.

“are you ready? “ he asked, words steady and unwavering, heavily juxtaposing your nude shivering. You simply nodded, to on edge to speak, that pleased him greatly. Though he didn’t tell you, you could see the grin that spread across his lips. He ran a hand down your arm, from your shoulder to your wrist, his smooth hands tracing along the goosebumps along your skin. He flipped it over, gently thumbing over your pulse point. He held the syringe up, searching for the perfect spot to inject you with his steady stare.

“Are you afraid?” he asked before trailing the sharp end of the needle down your skin, leaving soft scratch marks along your otherwise untouched skin.

“Terrified.. “ you whisper under your breath, closing your eyes, taking a deep breath as you prepare for the injection.

The process is quick, you don’t even register it, but the effects work faster. Instantly, you feel your body warm up, slowly spreading through your body. But it’s not was warm as his gaze, his eyes pierce you deeply as he watches you. He knows how quick the drug works and he’s more than eager to get his results.

He wanted more than results but, you didn’t know that, not when he started touching you.

His hands first touched your neck, cupping the skin softly.

“You see, I’m feeling for the heat. The warmth the liquid exudes can be felt from outside the skin, I’m simply checking to see where it’s spread. Are you lightheaded?” You nod, and he smiles, not a happy smile, a knowing smile, a wicked smile. “Is it a pleasant sensation?”

When you nod again he retracts his hands from your body, picking up a nearby pen to jot down indiscernible notes on the clipboard discarded closely. He quickly sat it back down and got back to touching you.

The sensations so.. alluring. It’s like a warm hug, or the after buzz of a good orgasm. It’s sweet, and sour at the same time. You can’t take anymore of the buzzing but god you didn’t want it to stop. It traveled up and down your spine constantly, like a shiver that wouldn’t go away, and it made your mouth water. If you were anymore limp you would be drooling.

His hands traveled down each arm, squishing the fat of your arm, and rolling the ball of your wrist gently. He stopped his left hand at the injection point, running his thumb over the slightly leaking hole. He mumbled something about bandaging you up, but you didn’t pay attention as he squeezed your arm.

“Do you feel that? Your muscles are contracting around where I injected you,” he said this like you cared, you didn’t. You just cared about how his touch made the warmth grow. Now you knew why he had you strip, there was no need. He just wanted an excuse to see you all incapacitated and vulnerable. He smiled at you, cold and knowing. He jotted the muscles thing down, before his hands come up to your torso.

He felt around your shoulders and collarbone, feeling the skin, and pressing down on the bone underneath. He muttered things to you as he went, before his hands traveled down.

You let out a squeak as he took to groping your left breast, a laugh falling out of his lips at your reaction. That’s the first time you’ve heard him laugh, and it came at your expense. You loved it.

“Sensitive?” He asks as he palms it, squeezing it delightfully, tugging it just a bit, seeing how your body reacts. “Your a pretty little thing, aren’t you?”

Your cheeks flushed, and you shivered, you didn’t respond with anything but the small lean into his hand. He smiled, and his right hand came up to grab and squeeze the other, gently pinching and tugging at your nipples.

“Is this-.. procedure.. Doctor?” You muster your first words in awhile, he smiled as he took his greedy hands away from your breasts.

“I think this is all rather standard, you know, just a step in the scientific method. I can’t perfect this mixture until I see how a subject reacts to it,” he said, matter of fact, like he wasn’t eyeing you for weeks, like he hasn’t been touching himself to the idea of hearing you scream.

You didn’t dare speak anymore, he was the doctor anyways, he was smart, he was educated. What did you know? Nothing. You knew nothing.

He was aching, you could see the tent in his nice dress pants, he wasn’t even trying to hide it. Maybe you were just crazy, maybe this is normal. I mean he is a doctor, he knows what he’s doing. So if groping and grabbing you is part of procedure, who were you to say otherwise?

He wrote a few random things down, and returned to your body. His hands traveled down your stomach, not paying it much mind. Not when his hands slithered down to your thighs, he grabbed them, chuckling to himself.

“You are sinful.. you know that?” He spoke quietly as he slowly parted your legs his long fingers poking and prodding your dripping folds. “Perfect, it’s worked exactly as it should, your body is reacting more intently to stimuli then usual, it’s like it needs me,” he muttered quietly, before one of his hands came up to cup your face. “You need me, don’t you?”

You stated into his chillingly blue eyes, speechless. You didn’t know what to say. But, what’s the point in saying? You nodded obediently, and he smiled.

“So submissive,” he muttered, “I wonder if that’s from the drug, or if your just.. always like this deep down”

He didn’t say anything as he gently parted your folds, rubbing his fingers along your slick hole. He plunged two fingers in without warning, they went in with ease. Your body was nice and relaxed, provided no objection as your doctor started to brutally finger fuck you.

“You like that, don’t you, dear?”

“Y-Yes, Doctor Crane,” you whisper, and he grins.

“No more Doctor Crane, I think Jonathan is perfectly fine now that your mine. I have several more drugs to test anyways and.. “ he emphasizes this with a harsh thrust of his fingers, “Your body seems perfect for this,”

You nodded eagerly, not seeming to mind the way you were just, submitting. You didn’t have control over your body anymore but did you ever want control in the first place? Why have control when you can give into the pleasure of his fingers rubbing and exploring inside you.

After a second, his fingers withdrew from inside of you, before you can whimper or cry you heard the unmistakeable sound of his belt unbuckling. Your eyes shot open, before you could look down his hand shot to your throat.

“I’ve always known you were a slut, you can never keep those pretty little eyes to yourself, always staring. You make me want you so fucking bad I don’t know if I want to love you, or hate you” he growled out as you felt him pressing against you, your sweaty, naked chest pressed against his, clad in the nice suit he always wore, his nice tie nestled into the valley of your breasts.

You can’t say anything as he suddenly and harshly sheathes himself inside of you.

“Oh- oh god Jonathan oh my god,” you can’t help the world vomit that tumbles out of your lips. You grind into him, your body can’t sit still, like it had been struck to life when it was finally filled. You felt yourself tighten around him, and he felt it to as he groaned.

“God- fuck your tight aren’t you?” He practically growled into you. “You were made to be fucked, weren’t you?”

“Yeeeahhh,” you whimper, her mouth hanging open.

He fucked you and he fucked your good. Like he knew exactly what you needed, maybe he knew exactly what the drug needed. His pace was fast, you could feel the harsh beating of his cock as he leaked inside of you, precum spilling inside of your needy hole.

Each time he thrusted into you, it was another reminder that you were his. Like he was pounding the idea into your pretty little dumb head.

Quickly your orgasm approached, you needed him so bad and he had given it to you, the drug needed him, your needed him.

“You’re so close aren’t you? You’re so wet- and fuck.. pathetic, you so pathetic, I bet you’d like getting fucked like this by any man, huh?” He teased and taunted, you shook your head.

“ no- no no only you.. only you,” you whimpered, and apparently that was the correct answer, he delved into you, kissing you for the first time. His lips slid against you as you moaned, your toes curled as he hit that good spot inside of you. His delicate fingers came down, eagerly rolling circles along your clit.

You quickly came, the orgasm shooting through your body like a gunshot. It was aggressive and wanting, it left you wanting and loving him ever more. It’s like he knew that, as he pulled away from your lips, holding your jaw as he grinned wickedly.

“Just a little more- just- a little more” he groaned into your neck, pounding into you, chasing his own release. After a second, he stills, before pushing himself as deep as he can.

You feel the warm spurts of cum spill into you, he held you tightly as he stilled. You felt him let out a shaky breath as you gazed at his face. His pale cheeks were flushed, and his lips were slightly swollen. He didn’t say anything as he slowly pulled out of you, you cringed as you felt warm cum dribble out of you. You didn’t say anything as he tucked himself back into his pants.

Neither of them you anything, you just.. relished. In ownership. In him.

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