DOTTORE'S SHARP TEETH.
Dottore letting you touch his teeth taking an unexpected turn. 饾摨饾摶饾摦饾摢饾摯饾攤ttore frfr
"Oh Doctor, what sharp teeth you have!"
[Warning! mention of skin branding, spicy-ish?, marking, biting, abuse of authority, dubious consent to biting]
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"Doctor, I'm interested in your teeth!" You chirped, gaining the Doctor's attention. Dottore turns around and gazes upon your figure, seemingly intrigues with your request. "My teeth?" Dottore asks, making sure he heard you correctly. "What is there that is interesting with my teeth, dear?" He continues.
"Look at them, they're really sharp.. I wonder if I can touch them, Dottore?" You ask, though a little bit doubtful of his approval, but you push through. Hearing your question, the Doctor suddenly smiles widely, showing off his sharp teeth. He then bends down to your level and grabs your wrist. "Go ahead my sweet, feel around." Without hesitation, you start caressing his every tooth, you have always been fascinated by the unique shape of his teeth. His canines are the pointiest, also the most interesting to touch, how can you ever resist touching those perfectly razor sharp teeth?
As you run your finger across his canine, instantly you see blood. Dottore's canine tooth has sliced your finger, leaving you wincing and pulling away. Dottore stops baring his teeth, and puts his focus back to you. He nods and takes his trusty clipboard, scribbling something on it.
"Hey! I-i'm bleeding here!" You pout, asking for his attention once again, but instead of coming to your aid, Dottore approaches with a very suspicious smile on his face.
"(name)." Dottore calls out.
"Y-yes?" You reply, surprised by his sudden call. "You just gave me a brilliant idea, dear. Remember that time you distastefully rejected my polite offer to brand you as mine?" Dottore says, softly cupping your face.
"Y-yes! I-I didn't want to be branded with hot metal..." You complain, but there's no malice in your tone, only a slight hint of fear.
Dottore leans down, now inches away from your sensitive skin. He whispers on your neck, his warm breath giving you goosebumps. "Why don't I brand you in another way, darling dearest?" His words send you into a state of fight or flight, but unfortunately you're cornered. Realizing your defeat, you submissively whimper and utter a simple yet pleading request; "Please don't make it hurt too much."
Dottore nods dismissively before grabbing the back of your neck, forcing you to stay in place. His gaze is cold, unfeeling yet possessive. His teeth grazing your sensitive skin, like a predator toying with its prey. His lips meet your skin, kissing it softly before parting, and biting deep down into your flesh. His soft hums soothe your nerves, his fingers tapping on your waist, averting your attention away from the sting.
You try to focus on anything, anything. Desperate to ease the pain, you tug on Dottore's long lab coat, burying your face on his shoulder. You bite your bottom lip in pain, all while breathing in your lover's familiar scent; a hint of rubbing alcohol, a slight touch of chemicals, and a whole lot of blood. Tears are pooling up in your eyes, for you know your Harbinger will not consider your comfort.
"D-Dottore... I-it hurts!" You finally sob out. Surprisingly, the Doctor finally pulls away. You notice both blood and saliva trickling down your poor abused neck. You look at yourself in horror and shock, yet Dottore stares at you, his gaze seemingly looking for another target.
Before you can react, Dottore latches back onto a different spot on your neck, creating a second "love" bite. You can't protest, you can never protest. He's your superior after all, right? He needs to mark you entirely as his, and this torment is just his way of claiming you.
"D-doctor.. p-please.. i-it hurts so much-" You cry out, this time desperate for relief.
The Doctor pauses, before smiling wickedly and holding you even tighter and peppering kisses all over your bruised "love" bites. Little did you know, this is how your sick and twisted lover prepares you for more razor sharp love bites to come.
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"Mmm..."
His teeth sink deep into your skin.
"S-stop it! Please.. it hurts so much..."
Your hands tugging on his lab coat.
"Three more, dear."
Gentle taps on your nape.
"I'm yours- I-I'm yours! Please... This is unnecessary-"
Pathetic fruitless begging.
"Mmm.."
Soothing caresses.
"P-please... at least... give me some... care..."
Pleading for mercy.
"I'll reward you for your good behavior..."
His loving gaze on you.
"A-a few kisses? A-and a hug...?"
Submission.
"Whatever you desire."
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Okay my own game of find the real Cloud got super painful at the end of the demo
This was so amazing from then on in the scene it's from his real perspective *chef's kiss* and if he's telling this idk how consistent he's seeming if he's including the trooper on the ground since this effectively just you playing the story he tells.
Also I played this scene a bunch to get the shots and the realism of how it is so actively upsetting to be limping through the town and then crawling towards Sephiroth is wonderful. The genuine frustration of not being able to move faster in a crisis felt so real.
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