Bananun FanFiction - What's Plaguing You?
Simply based off of, but twisted to fit my ideas, from this prompt: Mary Eunice is a well-known doctor, but also a nymphomaniac that usually harasses her patients. Lana is her new patient.
I was writing this when I got a message telling me my bananun fics were "artful". I was, and continue to be, completely ashamed. You know who you are. I love you.
Rated M for sMut. Part of the Little Devil series!
"Take a seat, Miss Winters."
Lana glanced around the small office, a look of fleeting worry passing over her face. "I don't know if-"
"No protests, Miss Winters. Sit." Mary Eunice McKee purred from behind her desk. "You're the one who called me, if I may remind you."
"Yes, well. It wasn't completely my idea." The brunette muttered, but she did what she was told, the blonde's golden eyes fixed on her own dark ones.
Mary Eunice bit the end of her pen. "What's plaguing you, Miss- May I call you Lana?"
The reporter frowned. "You know what plagues me."
"You won't say it out loud?" The doctor raised an eyebrow as she jotted something down on her notepad. "You said something about, if I wrote it down correctly, you harboring thoughts about women. Other women." She added quietly, flipping through her pages. "Are these dangerous thoughts? Or simply lusftul ones?"
"Don't play with me, doctor." Lana snapped.
Mary Eunice smirked. "Fine. A homosexual, then." She tssked. "That's dangerous in today's society."
"You have a doctor-patient privacy agreement, I'm sure."
"Oh, of course." The blonde nodded, Ravish Me Red lips curling up into a smile. "What happens in this office, doesn't leave this office." Lana's frown grew, but she didn't answer. Mary Eunice stood and rounded her desk, perching on the corner and crossing her legs. "You want to fix this?"
"I'm trying to, yes."
"Then you can start by tearing your eyes away from my legs." Lana blushed deeply as she gazed up into the woman's golden eyes. "I've been told that inversion therapy tends to work, but I think's that complete bullshit." She continued. "Mostly, the patients just lie on their feelings to get out of their scheduled appointments. Why are you shaking your head?"
"It-No." The brunette stammered. "It doesn't work."
"You've tried?"
Lana closed her eyes, tears threatening to fall. Mary Eunice's grin grew, but she managed to give her an apologetic smile.
"Sorry."
"Is there anything you can do?" The brunette continued, gritting her teeth against the memories.
"Probably. The wires in your brain just need to be, well," She laughed. "Rewired. Pills can do that. I, myself, haven't taken them, but I guess it'd work like birth control does."
"I've never heard of gay pills." Lana deadpanned.
"Yeah, well, I'm a doctor." Mary Eunice frowned. "And you aren't. Play along, will you?" Lana nodded.
The blonde picked up her pen again. "When did these feelings start?"
"They never started, they were just there. I've been like this for as long as I remember." The brunette sighed.
"Have you ever acted on these feelings?"
"Yes."
"And have you ever been with a man?"
Lana's dark eyes flashed in warning at the blonde, who looked back down at her notepad and scribbled a few words.
"Why are you trying to fix this, all of a sudden?"
"I've gotten in trouble before." Lana answered softly. "I'm considered bizarre. I'm single and I'm childless."
"You're single?" Mary Eunice raised an eyebrow. The reporter didn't answer. "You know, I'm going to be honest here, since it's your money and all, but you're wasting your time."
"Excuse me?"
The doctor shrugged. "If you've been like this your entire life, how can I fix you?" She stepped off her desk and approached Lana. "Why should I change you?"
"Because it's my money, like you said." The brunette snapped back, looking up into the woman's face.
Mary Eunice hovered above her patient. "It's not that bad though, is it?" She whispered into her hair. Underneath her, Lana stiffened, her knuckles turning white against the edges of the chair.
"Back off."
"Lana, really?" Mary Eunice pouted. "You'd say no?" The blonde straddled her patient, wrapping her lithe arms around the reporter's neck. She leaned in close and bit her earlobe. Lana pushed against her, but she held in place, ramming her hips back into the brunette's. The brunette who gasped and who's eyes slammed shut. Mary Eunice hummed and placed a kiss against the reporter's jawline.
She felt the tiniest hint of a thrust from Lana's pelvis and grinned. Her mouth continued its way down the older woman's neck in open mouthed kisses. Lana's hands crawled up her thighs, settling on the dip in her back, and she pulled the blonde flush against her.
Their lips met in a languid kiss. Mary Eunice pulled away and looked into the brunette's dark eyes. "Still want to change?" Lana didn't answer, instead tugging the woman back to her, biting her bottom lip. The blonde moaned and fitted her fingers through brown locks.
Their kisses turned harsh, with Mary Eunice pulling Lana up into arching her back. Her fingers trailed down her chest and wrapped around a nipple that she tugged on. The brunette gasped out, her nails raking down the doctor's shoulders. Mary Eunice continued her way down, pausing to pinch at a hip.
"Can you keep quiet?" The blonde asked.
"Do you have another patient waiting outside?" Lana asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, I just like my girls straining to keep themselves in check when they're writhing above me."
Lana shuddered and Mary Eunice took the opportunity to slide down off her body and onto the floor, ending up on her knees in front of the woman. She parted the reporter's knees roughly, biting one inner thigh then the other. The brunette slumped forward, hissing into the touch. "Do you still want me to change you?" She asked, echoing from earlier.
"God no."
Satisfied with the answer, Mary Eunice tugged the brunette's panties off and threw them across her shoulder. They landed somewhere on her desk.
She attacked Lana almost like an animal, her teeth a prelude to her tongue to the reporter's sweet center. Above her, the brunette let out a yelp, but her hands closed around Mary Eunice's blonde locks in a tight grip anyway, pulling her incredibly closer.
The younger woman hummed against her, thoroughly enjoying the noises Lana made as she explored every delicious inch that she could. The reporter bucked up into her touch shamelessly, expletives and apostles falling simultaneously from between her lips to Mary Eunice's ears. At the mention of Judas, Mary paused and looked up, golden eyes flashing.
"Who do you belong to?"
"You. I belong to you." Lana gasped out. "I'm yours."
The blonde hummed again, almost as if in thought. "Don't mention him again."
"Mentioning the Virgin Mary wouldn't exactly be a good idea either, would it?"
Mary Eunice tapped Lana's clit with the end of her finger, annoyed. Lana keened softly above her, her head lolling sideways as she closed her dark eyes. Her lover dipped back between her legs, her finger continuing its wild ministrations against her bundle of nerves.
She came rather easily, much to Mary Eunice's dismay, but that didn't stop the blonde from continuing.
She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and stood to hover over a trembling Lana. "Open your eyes, Miss Winters." The brunette did, as hard as it was for her to, only to slam them shut again as she was invaded by Mary Eunice's long fingers. Her nails dug hard into the blonde's shoulders and their lips met in a rushed kiss.
"Mary-!"
"Doctor. Call me doctor."
"You aren't-"
Lana didn't finish her sentence, a moan ripped from her throat instead as Mary Eunice twisted her fingers inside her. She smirked and placed a kiss on her temple, her thrusts deep. "Come on, one more Lana." Her lover's muscles were already contracting, and from the way she was leaving marks along Mary's skin, she was close.
Mary Eunice kissed away her moans as she came a second time, her back arching and her knuckles turning white around Mary's shirt.
The blonde stood and cocked her head to the side as Lana came back down from her high, thighs slipping shut, spasming occasionally.
"It's official, little devil." Mary Eunice let out a little sigh. "You suck at roleplay."