MY DOCTOR IS A PERVERT [PT. 2] FINAL

Male's P.O.V~

We began talking after that day in the hospital and we only grew closer but we never met after that day.

I was dying to meet her again and eventually, dolled up, I was standing outside her apartment, with a rose bouquet and a pack of condoms tucked in the back pocket of my pants I had bought in case, agitated.

Many thoughts were running into my head, but one of them was on top. I wanted to officially ask her out.

I had even prepared how to talk and behave, but all the preparations suddenly walked out of my head like a beaten enemy when I saw her standing in front of me.

She was wearing shorts that exposed her beautiful legs and a casual blouse that concealed the perfect curves I had seen before.

"You're here." She smiled serenely, noticed the bouquet, and took it, welcoming me inside while I simply smiled and said "Hi." I was trying to hide my nervousness behind my smile.

"I like sunflowers. Next time buy them. Still, thanks!" She said very casually and took me into her bedroom attached to the living room and the kitchen and bathroom through the passageway.

She was so calm and confident as if my presence had no effect on her while my heart was trying to jump out of my chest through my mouth.

"I will remember that." I stuttered, and regarded her sit on the couch, a few steps away from her bed, and offer me a couch right in front of her.

She then lighted a cigarette and began smoking, adding, "Was it hard finding my place?"

I quickly denied it, anxious at the sight of her legs, and also shook my head, looking away from her legs.

"Doctor, I remember you said that you like me. I'm sorry I couldn't focus at that time." She then disclosed, catching my eyes on her.

"It's okay." I quickly stuttered, not wanting her to worry about anything related to me. She nodded to me and then suddenly stood up, astounding me. "I'm sorry. I forgot to get you some water."

"Oh, it's okay. Please don't worry about me." I wanted her to stop worrying because of me, but before I could stop her, she went into the kitchen and came back with a glass of water.

She was more warm than I had thought. She always seemed cold and distant, but she was so caring and loving.

"Here." She offered as she stood right beside me, making me look up at her into her dark eyes her and her lips smoking thick air.

For some reason, seeing her above me sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to look straight into her eyes but I could not. There was something hidden in those black eyes as if something was awaiting me and telling me that no matter how hard I tried I'll never be able to guess what it was.

I raised my hand to grasp the cup, thinking the same thought over and over again when it really happened.

Before I could grasp the glass of water, she tilted the glass above my chest, pouring cold water with a simple one liner. "Oops, it slipped."

And as if it was not enough to shake my soul, she also chuckled and tilted my chin up, asking me a question, which I could not hear for my brain had frozen along with my body.

I just kept looking at her smirking lips until she lightly slapped my cheek and asked me once again, "Doctor! Are you fine? I asked if it was fine to consume ash?"

"Yes!" I quickly answered. "I mean It's not harmful to consume ash."

She smiled at my words and said, "Then open your mouth."

I felt my heart stop beating for a second but also opened my mouth and watched her flicker her cigarette above my open mouth.

Very little amount of ash fell in my mouth, but I could still taste it, bitter with no other flavor. I didn't know why it aroused me, but I felt so good all over my body, my mind buzzing with many questions.

But she didn't give a chance to my mind to ask any questions as she sat back on the couch and ordered me to crawl to her. "Make it look beautiful, doctor!" She said with deep and dark eyes, watching me hesitantly go on my fours and start crawling towards her.

I didn't know what I was doing, but I was doing it regardless, for I wanted to please her. I wanted to see that dark look and smile on her face, which I was seeing through the lower level I was in. That was the only thing that seemed important at that moment.

I halted as I reached her and sat on my knees, looking up at her while she smiled with pride and caressed my cheek softly before both hands reached my chest.

"You are a good boy, doctor!" She said and squeezed my chest through my shirt, making me whimper, shut my eyes, and tighten my body.

"But you're not so good." I quickly opened my eyes at her words, watching her continue to play with my chest and add, "I know why you're here."

"You thought that because we had been talking for a while, you had a chance with me?" She chuckled, "Did you really think I forgot that you were stalking me?"

I did not have any words to say to her other than moan and let her do whatever she wanted with me.

"Or did you think just because I played with you that day I'd date you?" She went on, "I simply called you here because I was bored." She squeezed my chest tighter with both hands then lifted my shirt up, ordering me to bite the end of my shirt.

"I have no reason to date you, doctor!" She said and began rubbing my nipples with her fingers while hearing that saddened me, but also drove my cock harder. I did not know why.

"Oh, don't be upset, doctor!" She said and suddenly twisted my nipples, adding, "Open your mouth."

I quickly obeyed and watched her spit in my mouth. "You are a good boy, doctor. That makes me want to give you a chance before I reject you."

I looked at her astounded and whimpering while she continued playing with my nipple.

"You will have to show me why should I date you." She said while I felt myself leaking inside my pants.

"Apart from being a good toy." She then continued spitting in my mouth and playing with my nipples, until I had turned into a moaning and whimpering mess.

The fire in my stomach was growing stronger and my body was growing weak when she suddenly asked. "Are you getting closer just from your nipples?"

I quickly nodded and watched her spit on my face and her fingers which she used to tease my nipples more, playing with them until I was whimpering, how close I was.

"Do you want to cum?" She questioned and I nodded, watching her chuckle and say, "Go on. I want to see how you cum, just from your nipples."

END OF THE SMUT

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