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Medic was frustrated.
He had been staring at the same damn piece of paperwork for nearly thirty minutes and the lines were starting to blur together. He was SUPPOSE to be filling out an incident report, but how the hell was he going to explain that Scout's attempt to make coffee with BONK (among other extremely hazardous things) turned Engie into a raging radioactive bull that nearly tore Spy and Scout limb from limb? He knew two languages fluently, however he was struggling to come up with a way to even start writing the report.
His frustration was interrupted however when he felt someone lean over his back, a head of short, blond hair coming to rest on his shoulder.
“Alright grumpy pants what’s got you all huffing and puffing? I can hear your frustration from across the lab!” A feminin voice asked, turning to look at the doctor hunched in his chair. Medic sighed gently and went to look back at the woman beside him with a gentle smile, he was met with shining pale blue eyes that always seemed to be brimming with curiosity and mischief of some kind. They were framed by strands of that golden hair that fell in front of their face as they leaned on Medic’s shoulder.
“Ah, it’s nozing mein kleine Atombombe.” Medic cooed endearingly as he sighed. “Just trying to find some way to put into words ze mess that happened zis morning.” He admits to the team's Biohazard, Piper. Her class name made more sense if you took into consideration the fact Ms Pauline found her hiding out in a nuclear waste factory for god knows how long. Piper chuckled at the memory of that morning’s events.
“Yeah I can see how that would be tricky to put into words. I don’t know what the hell Scout put in that coffee pot but man, Engie went berserk.” Piper admitted before looking over at Medic. The poor man looked stressed, how long had he been staring at this form, she wondered. The man gave another huff as he turned back to his work, biting his cheek in thought, the pen he was holding twirling around his fingers as he fidgeted with it. Alright enough was enough, Piper had to do something about this, and thankfully she knew just what to do. In a flash she was on the ground crawling under Medic’s desk kneeling in front of the doctor with a smirk on her face. Medic looked startled at his girlfriend’s actions.
“Leibe? What do you zink your-?” He started to ask but Piper interrupted him, a smirk on her face.
“Well you just seem so frustrated about this stupid report. I want to help~” She twittered sweetly as she grabbed the stool Medic was on and he felt his chair roll forward, his form now blocking his view of whatever his girlfriend was doing down below his desk. Though he had a feeling he would be rather relaxed when Piper was done with him.
He felt her hands working, Medic’s face turning red as his eyes lingered to the door of his lab, he hoped that he could remain calm and collected should anyone happen to wander in for treatment. Medic looked down at his desk and closed his eyes, concentrating on the feeling of Biohazard working out the tension in him with her hands, trying not to squirm too much under her touch as soon a familiar wet sensation followed those hands. Medic however couldn’t help but let out a gasp, he was by no means a small man and Piper was taking him so well. . . He gripped his pen hard enough for his knuckles to turn white as he felt her move up and down with ease. Soft sounds mixed with German words of praise as he felt a warm knot starting to build at his base. He heard Piper hum and the vibrations sent a violent shudder through him, he was panting now, his hips moving ever so slightly as his restraint dwindled. He was so close, Piper made him feel so good. . . The movements doubled in speed and the poor doctor couldn’t help himself anymore! He gripped onto the sides of his desk and shuddered as he let go, a strangled moan slipping through his lips as pleasure flooded his brain and surged through his body.
He took a minute to come down from his high before rolling his chair back and looking down at the small form tucked under his desk, she wore a smirk on her face as she licked her lips.
“Better?” She asked with a chuckle, making Medic chuckle as well as he reached down to scoop her up into his arms wearing a smirk of his own.
“Much better~ Zis was a razer pleasant surprise my love, however I zink we aren’t quite done wiz zings. . .” He purred, making Piper blush.
“But. . . What about the report?” She asked as Medic stood up and started walking to his bedroom in the back of the Medical Bay.
“Ach, zat silly report can wait. It seems I have much more. . . important matters to attend to now~” He purred as he sauntered into his room, throwing the door open with a flourish before promptly closing it behind him, this time, making sure that his door was locked.