Gyno Matty giving you monthly exams from home because he just wants to make sure his girl is healthy!
olive u get me so bad❤️
warnings below: usual gyno!au stuff, praise, degradation, doctorly speak in bed, fingering, dirty talk, short :( not proofread :(, oral (f receiving) maybe a bit of a sneak peek for a future gyno fic..?👀
It’s not a new thing. Matty had been doing this since you started dating, and to say you didn’t like it would be a lie. It really made him slip into his headspace. The dominate one, where he was in charge. The one where you relentlessly obeyed him. How he would examine you as a patient, and you would answer everything he said with his honorific after.
Right now. his head was laying on the crease of your thigh where your legs opened. Head so close to your cunt, and his curls tickling the naked expanse of your stomach. “Anything out of the ordinary, princess? You would tell me, right?” You were already worked up. He had your pussy exposed to the open air for what felt like hours. Rambling about how he needed to give you your monthly look, as if he didn’t see you every night.
You let out a sharp breath, inhaling again when he looked up at you. Peering over from the lens of his glasses. “Yes, Doctor. Everything’s okay, promise.” Your voice was breathy, and you could see your chest rising and falling as you tried to look down at him. His fingers trailing up from your legs to your stomach, passing the place you needed him most.
His digits went to your cunt, tracing through your glistening folds and rubbing circles on your clit. Matty’s fingers ran against your slit again, smirking when you squirmed. “Get so wet when I rub you like that. That’s good, baby. Means you’re healthy. Bodily reflexes and all.” You knew he was bullshitting. The way his hand came up from holding your other thigh to gesture in the air, and the boyish expression on his face. He just wanted to watch you squirm.
“Doctor, please.” You bucked in embarrassment. The way he was treating you more like a subject, like you didn’t know your own body. He slipped his middle finger inside of your hole, curling it before pulling out. He pinched your clit, and your whole back came off the bed. Arching with your feet planted.
“Mhm, be good for me.” He applied light pressure to your abdomen with his palm, pushing you back down. Without warning, he slapped your cunt with three fingers. You gasped, throwing your head back. Matty went back to rubbing tight circles on your clit. “You’re so sensitive, baby. Look how needy this little pussy gets when I touch you like that.” You felt yourself get even more slick at his words, a pressure building in your stomach and moans spilling from your mouth. “What if I lick you out, huh? Should I try that? See what results I get.”
You cried out, feeling Matty’s tongue lick around your cunt. He was avoiding where you needed the pressure, not allowing you to fall over the edge. You tried to close your legs around his head, but his strong hand held you back. “God, yes. Need it so bad. Just wanna be a good patient for you, Doctor.” Your hand came to tug on his curls, the other twisting in the bed sheets.
“M’sure you do. Cunts fuckin’ drooling for me.” His fingers slapped your clit again, and he stuck two fingers inside your hole now. His tone was condescending, and you almost felt the smugness radiating off of him while you adjusted to the stretch of his fingers. “Dunno how you’re able to take my cock. So tight for me.” You whined and squeezed your eyes shut, almost riding his hand at this point. “Have to stretch you out. Might need to use special tools for that.” The tease rolled off his lips easily.
Then, you felt his tongue again. Matty licked a bold stripe up your slit, teeth grazing your clit. His fingers pumped inside of you at the same time the muscle moved around your cunt. He pulled up slightly, and spit directly onto you. Sucking on your clit and curling his fingers. “Feels so fucking good. I need to cum.”
You’ve felt the feeling building inside of you, pleasure coursing through your veins. You felt hot all over, and you needed to release. Matty’s hands only sped up, his lips pursing around you more. When you brought yourself to open your eyes, you saw his muss of curls between your legs. His free hand caressed the junction of your hip, scraping his blunt nails over your skin. “Can cum whenever you want, princess. Gotta make sure you’re healthy, that everything’s working.”
You didn’t know how he still had the every to be a little shit. But, his words only egged you on. Matty’s fingers hit a spot deeper inside of you, and you felt white hot pleasure through your whole body. You clenched your teeth, throwing your head back. Moans coming out in gritted grunts. As you came, you felt Matty lapping up your juices. Riding you through your orgasm. “Good girl. My best girl, that’s it.”
You still felt the aftershocks, twitching slightly as Matty’s tongue cleaned you up. You could vaguely hear his voice talking you through it in the background. Your head rolled to the side on the pillow, blinking your eyes open. Matty was still between your thighs, lightly drawing circles on your legs with his fingertips. “Can you go again, princess?” He crawled up to be at head level with you, whispering in your ear. Pressing a kiss to your temple and rubbing your shoulder. His hand came down again to rub your overstimulated clit with two fingers.
“Mhm, yes. Yes, Doctor. Still ready for you.” You nodded your head and gave him the verbal consent he was looking for. Your hips twitched wildly on the bed. He smiled at you, fingers slowing down. He came to kneel on the bed and you saw the very prominent bulge in his trousers.
“S’good. Because my little patient’s not done with her check up yet. Gotta make sure this cunt can still take cock, right?”
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22 year old Bakugou’s clingy little 19 year old stepsister who’s way too comfortable walking around in skimpy little clothes in the house because “it’s too hot! When it was just me and dad this wasn’t a problem!”
Fails to consider the fact he was never home during the day to scold her and now Bakugou has to deal with her running around practically naked and glueing herself to his side all the time.
He swears she’s doing it to mess with him. She puts more on when his mom asks her to, but whines and complains at him when he tells her to.
In fact she’ll often wear even less when it’s just the two of them and he complains that she looks like a slut and needs to put on real clothes.
And she just rolls her eyes and leans over the counter with a huff, the tiny shorts she’s wearing doing nothing to hide her cunt from view.
“You’re not my Dad, I don’t have to listen to you and you can’t make me”.
Oh he’s certain she’s tempting him, and he’s falling for the bait.
He doesn’t give her a chance to reconsider her actions before he’s behind her. Pulling her flush against himself so she can feel why he was warning her. Rocking his hips against her ass and smugly chuckling at the gasp she lets out when his hand dips into her shorts.
“Oh? Might not be your dad, but I’m sure Daddy can make you listen yeah?”
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