A/N: Y'know, I've been thinking of writing a proper Arknights fic recently. Something about the universe just makes it fit for a more Doctor-oriented story. I can't say much for it yet, since it's nothing more than a few fluttering ideas as of now, not even in the earliest of design stages... but that desire to bring it to life bubbles stronger by the day. And I know Lappland, Texas, Projekt Red and Ifrit will play big roles in that fic.
Idle murmurings aside, enjoy~
Smouldering
BOOM!
The Doctor grunted, ducking low and dodging the falling rubble that crashed down behind him. He stumbled to his hands and knees and crawled, using the low wall to his left as cover – flinching as large chunks were blown off, courtesy of the Casters currently targeting him.
Barely a few seconds later Exusai skidded down next to him, flashing him a wordless grin before peeking over the wall; a barrage of gunfire culling the offending Casters in seconds. He gave her a quick nod and let her pull him to his feet, rushing further back behind some more stable cover. He caught sight of Amiya halfway across the warehouse, focusing down some of their armoured units; black projectiles battering their shield and carving through them with ease.
Time: three o'clock, afternoon.
Location: Lungmen gulfs, several miles south of the mobile city.
Task: eliminate the Reunion terrorists taking up residence in an old warehousing block that used to store mining equipment to the old mine half a mile west.
The Doctor repeated the information in his head repeatedly, taking odd comfort in the cold, analytical tone of it all. Even though he knew it from the moment they departed Lungmen proper it reassured him; giving him purpose. After losing his memory he had clung onto any form of purpose he could claim, using it to ground himself and replaced the blanks in his mind. Kal'tsit reassured him such mental tricks were normal for amnesiacs, easing his self-consciousness about it.
Another boom rocked the warehouse, causing sand and sediment to come dribbling down around him. The roof wasn't stable here either. The Doctor grit his teeth and peered out from behind the concrete pillar he was hiding behind, taking note of the location of their Casters. They hadn't anticipated to meet such heavy resistance here; after all, why would there be such heavy resistance in a random warehouse several miles from civilization that held only some old mining gear?
Simple. Turns out this place was a training area for their Casters. Just their luck.
''Hn...'' He hesitated as the roof began to rumble; another blast of Arts weakening the structure above him.
He waited until Exusai drew their fire to rush out, sliding down behind a toppled-over mining cart. Not a second too late, as the roof where he stood cracked and crumbled down inwards; the concrete ceiling kicking up a cloud of dust as hazy amber sunlight peered through the new hole in the ceiling. However he didn't expect the attached rebar to come down too; rusted metal bars groaning and sending cracks throughout the ceiling above him – until the roof above him came crashing down.
'Crap-!'
The Doctor raised an arm in a feeble attempt to weaken the impact of the falling concrete, unable to move away fast enough – only for a petite figure to shift in front of him.
''Nn!'' Ifrit grit her teeth as the rubble landed on her back; her shoulders jerking forwards as she endured the falling concrete.
''Ifrit...''
''You idiot... I'm not...!'' Ifrit's voice rose to an irritated yell. ''-a friggin' Defender!''
With a rough, forceful jerk of her shoulders the Caster knocked the last of the rubble off her back – wincing as rebar and sharp chunks scratched her exposed back. Dust blew past them but he could still make out the hand extended to him, and with haste he reached out; letting the Caster yank him up to his feet.
''T-Thanks...'' The Doctor murmured.
Ifrit coughed in response, scowling as she waved away the dust. ''Just keep to the backline more, dumbass.''
He opted instead for a quiet nod and rushed further back, resuming his coordination of the group from afar.
X-x-X
The battle was waged for nearly another half-hour before Reunion deemed it their loss and ran away, the vast majority of their forces eliminated.
An investigation of the warehouse complex ensued, but aside from training manuals and some minor stuff like clothes, books and food, there was nothing else within the area of note. Clearly Reunion lived on very little, and were accustomed to packing up and running as soon as they could; there wasn't even any photos or identification left behind, and if it was then they hid it very, very well.
The Doctor sighed, the cool night air tickling his nose. Now that their job was done it was up to the LGD to do a more thorough check of the complex, assured that the main Reunion force was gone. However the trek back to Lungmen proper was neither a quick nor a safe journey, the gulfs south of the city well-renowned for their multitude of ravines and unstable terrain, so travelling during the night was ill-advised at best, and fatal at worst.
'Mm... I could really go for some chocolate right now...' He pondered almost-idly, shoving his bare hands into his pockets. It wasn't cold, but it was a force of habit when he wasn't wearing gloves.
The forest around him was quiet, the distant howls of an owl and the rhythmic chirping of cicadas the only sound. Rocky ground was uneven against his feet, forcing him to mind his step as he patrolled the edge of their camp, using the quiet to clear his mind. The trees around him were tall and thin, leaving very little room for enemies to hide and sneak up on them. They also made for good firewood, as it turned out; evidenced by the nicely-sized campfire in the centre of their makeshift camp of tents.
As he neared the end of his patrol he caught sight of a small light farther away. Small enough to be a candle or match; so little that he couldn't even see what was making it. He gazed out into the dark forest, the moon barely illuminating anything and recalled the layout of the terrain in his head. Up ahead should be a hill ending in a cliff, so it couldn't be Reunion; they wouldn't go through the dangerous effort of scaling a cliff-side, in complete darkness, without being detected. Not even the LGD were bold enough to do that. That left one of his subordinates as the culprit.
''Hm...'' He glanced back at the circle of tents, hearing the mumbling chatter of Amiya and Texas. They would be fine without him for a short while.
Swallowing his instinctive unease the Doctor followed after the small light, having barely enough moonlight to mind his step. The rocky ground slowly ascended in a slow incline, dry shrubs and worn tree roots crossing his path multiple times during the ascent – until the ground plateaued into a flat plate. And thanks to the dim moonlight he could make out the figure sitting on the edge of the cliff, their petite silhouette outlined by the flame in their left hand.
''Hah?'' Ifrit turned towards him, her face briefly going fierce as she anticipated an intruder – only for it to immediately melt into surprise instead. ''Ah, it's just you. Don't sneak up on me like that unless you wanna be burned, Doctor.''
''Sorry. Didn't want to startle you.'' The Doctor smiled in apology, even though he knew she couldn't see it.
Ifrit snorted. ''But walking up behind me would be better. Uh-huh.''
He merely shrugged in reply. With Ifrit's tendencies to blow up – often quite literally – scaring her was a fast way to set the entire forest on fire, and with how dry things were a forest fire would prove to be as dangerous as a Catastrophe.
His quiet footfalls drew him closer to the pyromancer, slowly taking a seat next to her. She didn't shoo him away, merely making a soft scoff and brightening the fire in her hand, providing them some more illumination. The warm amber glow cast itself over her delicate face, her brows knitted into a light frown and soft-looking lips pursed together. The light barely reached past their little area; though it certainly helped emphasise the intimidatingly large drop right in front of him. Easily thirty feet or more.
''Why'd ya follow me out here anyway?'' Ifrit asked him with her usual lazy drawl.
''Checking on what you were doing.'' He countered lightly.
She huffed. ''Just gettin' some fresh air, 's all.''
The Doctor hummed, not contesting that fact. Ifrit usually kept her distance from others out of habit due to her frequently-loose hold on her pyroclastic powers, so he supposed her being out here wasn't that surprising in hindsight.
''Thanks for earlier, by the way.'' He spoke up, earning a curious look from Ifrit. ''For protecting me from the rubble.''
Even with the amber light against her skin he could still see her go a little red. ''Ah, don't mention it... just doing my job, 's all.''
''Still, that could've put you out of the fight.'' He gently bumped his shoulder against hers. ''So thanks, for risking yourself for me.''
Ifrit glanced aside, her fair cheeks growing more red. ''Y-Ya not listening, I'm just... doing my job...''
''Plus... yer kinda important to me, so I can't just let ya get hurt...''
The Doctor smiled behind his mask, an idea striking him. Slowly he reached up with his right hand and cupped the front of his face-mask, pressing down on the two buttons on either side of the jaw-piece – before with a soft click it came loose, allowing him to pull his mask off. The gentle sound drew Ifrit's attention, and he took pleasure in seeing her amber eyes widen in surprise, her inviting little lips parting.
His mask landed on the ground to his right and his hand slid up, cupping Ifrit's delicate chin. He peered into her startled amber eyes, and with a smile on his face he leaned in – and kissed her full on the lips. Her pink lips were unimaginably soft, the gentleness of the kiss allowing him to feel them part in shock, a slow breath escaping her mouth and tickling his own lips, almost enticing him to kiss her more deeply; but he held himself back, simply savouring the gentle kiss.
After a long moment he pulled back, soothingly stroking her chin with his thumb. ''You're very important to me too, Ifrit.''
He couldn't quite contain his light chuckle when she stared at him open-mouthed; doubly so when a quiet mumble left her parted lips. ''I... I've never seen you with your mask off...''
''That's what you're focused on?'' The Doctor teased her.
Ifrit blushed, flustered. She looked away for a second before her eyes flickered back to his, her oddly demure expression only adding to her charm. ''D-Dumbass...''
He smiled and gave her delicate chin another small tug, the unspoken offer clear on the table. Ifrit audibly swallowed and she leaned in a bit, enticing him to close the remaining distance – recapturing her lips in a slow, affectionate kiss. Their lips quietly smacked together as she kissed him back, a cute groan rumbling from the pyromancer's throat as embarrassment flooded her, but the sight of her blushing visage only made her seem ever more inviting.
Their lips broke apart with a soft pop, their breath intermingling between their hovering lips. He flashed her a light smile and kissed her again, this time with a little more passion. Ifrit cutely shuddered and moaned into his mouth, all but melting beneath him as he controlled the flow of the kiss. Her tongue instinctively slipped out and licked her dry lips, prompting him to push his tongue out and teasingly poke hers; instantly making her retract it back into her mouth with a quiet yelp.
''Hmhm...''
''D-Don't laugh...!'' Ifrit tried to sound pissed, but the trembling undertone made her seem more flustered than angry.
The Doctor stifled his chuckles, offering her a small smile before kissing her once more; melting her faux-anger in seconds. His hand slipped off her delicate chin and dropped down onto her exposed leg, unconsciously sliding his hand along her smooth leg – until his fingers brushed over the black ore lesions on her skin.
''Nn...'' Ifrit shuddered, something almost like a mewl escaping her pink lips.
''Does it feel bad when I touch them?'' He asked curiously, stroking the crystalline lesion again.
The Caster squirmed cutely. ''Mn... i-it just feels weird. Not a lot of people touch 'em, 'cause they're afraid of catching Oripathy...''
''You can't catch it by touching the lesions.'' He remarked lightly, running his thumb over the black spot. It was smooth like a cut gemstone and protruded slightly from her skin. A strange, but not unpleasant sensation.
His hand slid over the lesions and dipped in between her smooth legs; her inner thighs warm. Ifrit swallowed but didn't stop him, instead leaning up and clumsily kissing him – prompting him to slide his left hand up into her hair, gently deepening the kiss. The amber fire hovering in her palm flickered and wavered, the light dimming and brightening at random; threatening to extinguish if Ifrit lost focus. Too small to explode, mercifully.
They broke off the kiss for air, panting briefly – and Ifrit took advantage, her right hand landing on his crotch. He twitched but didn't make any move to stop her, instead recapturing her lips and daringly sliding his hand further up her inner thigh. She rubbed his crotch blindly for a long few moments, groaning into his mouth as they kissed; until she finally found his zipper, grabbing it and pulling it down – allowing his cock to spring out.
''Ah...'' Ifrit's face grew redder; her delicate fingers hesitantly brushing against his exposed cock.
The Doctor chuckled softly and leaned up, kissing her nose. Ifrit shuddered and grabbed his cock, mumbling about how she 'wasn't an idiot' while giving his dick a hesitant squeeze. Gentle sparks of pleasure teased his shaft and he groaned, immediately making the Caster blush even deeper – and enticing him to kiss her again, devouring her soft groan as his hand slipped under her black dress, and pressed against her equally-black panties.
''Nn...'' Her lips quivered against his. ''D-Doctor...''
He hummed wordlessly in reply, pressing three fingers against her black panties with more insistence. Ifrit released a shuddery breath and dipped her head in a faint nod, her eyes growing unfocused as she tried to concentrate on his hand, his cock and the flame in her left hand all at once. He gladly took advantage of that, shifting his fingers to the side and gently tugging her underwear to the side, granting him unhindered access to her womanhood.
The flame in her hand flickered, nearly extinguishing as he pressed three fingers against her smooth pussy and stroked her folds; a sharp gasp escaping her lips. The Doctor smiled and kissed the corner of her mouth, prompting her to quickly tilt her head towards him; their lips meeting in yet another passionate kiss. Their locked lips muffled their mutual groans as she started bobbing her hand, jerking his cock off with clumsy but earnest rolls of her wrist.
''M-Mm...'' Ifrit buckled as he tentatively curled his fingers; the tips sliding between her folds. ''Ah...''
Her cute sounds prompted him to slide two fingers inside, shivering when her hot inner walls immediately clenched around his digits. He wiggled his fingers around her insides, listening to her stilted gasp of pleasure as he pressed his thumb against her clit – gently rubbing the sensitive nub and making her twitch, her back instinctively arching as tingling warmth teased her lower half.
The sparse forest around them was quiet aside from their gentle groans and gasps, her hand bobbing up and down his cock with increasing quickness as she got used to the movement. His fingers also began speeding up, plunging in and out of her hot pussy until he added a third finger; causing her thighs to clamp around his hand as he fingered her. Her whole body felt like it was warming up, her insides so delightfully hot he was almost tempted to add a fourth finger, just to feel more of her warmth.
''Ah... haah...'' Ifrit breathed against his lips; her parted lips swiftly claimed by his own again.
Her thighs squeezed his hand tighter as he gently rubbed her clit again, shooting ropes of fire through her pelvis and sapping the breath from her lungs. Ifrit was quick to get him back, squeezing his dick as she jerked him off, clearly feeling how he throbbed in her grip. A pleasurable pressure began to build in the base of his shaft, rapidly swelling up his cock as the Caster got him off, her soft hand so good it left him groaning.
Suddenly Ifrit's jerking hand slowed, her fingers uncurling from his cock. The Doctor broke off the kiss and gazed down at the shorter girl, earning a furious blush from her; before she shifted, his fingers slipping out of her. The fire in her left hand extinguished, plunging them into utter darkness – the sudden absence of light causing his eyes to take several long moments to adapt. However even without eyesight he felt the unmistakable sensation of Ifrit laying her head down in his lap, and her breath washing over his cock.
''A-Ah...'' He gasped as Ifrit's soft lips wrapped around the tip – and she took him into her hot mouth, gently sucking on the tip. ''N-Nn... I-Ifrit...''
A low hum was his answer, her voice sending pleasurable vibrations down his cock. He blindly laid a hand on her head and threaded his fingers into her hair, able to make out the shape of her head as his eyes adapted to the darkness. The lack of vision didn't stop Ifrit from moving her head, slowly sinking down his length until over half his cock was engulfed by the hotness of her mouth, the divine sensation extracting a low groan from him.
Ifrit paused for only a second before she reared her head back, the night air feeling so immensely cold compared to the heat of her mouth – before she pushed her head right back down, taking even more of him into her mouth. The Doctor grit his teeth, biting back gasps of pleasure as her wet tongue curiously licked his cock at the same time, experimentally blowing him and tasting his cock. He gripped her hair gently and pushed her down a little, wordlessly asking for more.
''Mmph...'' Was Ifrit's muffled reply, her left hand landing on his hip while her right laid itself on her thigh – and she resumed her movements, sliding her lips up and down his twitching girth.
The Doctor shuddered, laying his left land on her back and sliding it down, mentally tracing her spine all the way down to her smooth ass. He found her hip and slid his hand down, discovering that she was laying on her side – and unintentionally grating him access to her pussy. Something he made immediate use of, rubbing her delightfully-wet folds with quick, passionate rubs.
''M-Mm~'' Ifrit moaned around his cock, her slim thighs twitching with pleasure.
He smiled tightly, curling his fingers and teasing her slick pussy more, loving all the little sounds she made. Ifrit returned the favour twofold, bobbing her head more aggressively and sucking his cock strongly, the erotic suction knocking the breath out of him – and enticing him to push his fingers inside her weeping pussy, her inner walls near-immediately clenching his intruding digits and sucking them in.
''Mmph...'' Ifrit grunted as the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat, yet she pushed herself further – groaning around his cock as it dipped down her throat, her lips moving further down until she finally managed to take his whole length inside, deep-throating him.
A breathless grunt weaselled its way out his throat and he replied by adding a fourth finger; pumping all four digits into her slick pussy and extracting a loud moan from Ifrit, her moan muffled by his cock. The bubbling pressure in his dick grew and grew, a lustful fire growing inside him and prompting him to quickly rub her clit, intimately feeling her pussy quivering around his fingers. His orgasm bubbled inside him but he held it back, his pelvis tightening as he tried to coax out her climax as well.
Ifrit moaned and groaned around his cock, bobbing her head faster and faster as she too sought to make him cum, her tongue working overtime – madly stroking the underside of his dick in tandem with her bobbing head. He endured the hellish hotness of her mouth, alternating between finger-fucking the Caster's pussy or furiously rubbing her off, her wetness making slick sounds when he moved. The pressure inside his shaft built and built, contesting the quivering twitches of her legs – until one of them surrendered.
''Mmph~!'' Ifrit cried out around his cock, her legs thighs clenching tightly together – before she came, her honey squirting out onto his fingers as he eagerly rubbed her off.
The sensation of her cumming on his fingers was the final straw, a curling warmth bubbling in his cock – before he too came, a burning rush shooting up his cock; and cum shooting right down Ifrit's throat. The Caster twitched, gulping down his seed as rope after rope shot down her throat; struggling to suck in air as electrical pleasure teased her womanhood.
His orgasm tingled to a close and Ifrit promptly pulled her lips off his dick, gasping in gulps of air. For a moment the sound of their mutual panting was the only noise that fluttered through the air – until Ifrit raised her left hand and created a small amber flame in her hand, providing enough illumination for them to see.
''Bleh...'' Ifrit's illuminated face cutely scrunched up. ''Remind me to not swallow next time...''
The Doctor chuckled softly. ''Next time~?''
Ifrit immediately blushed. ''A-Ah, well, I mean-''
He silenced her flustered stammers, cupping her small chin and pulling her up into a slow, deep kiss. She all but instantly melted against him, groaning into his mouth as their lips smacked together, her free arm slowly snaking around his neck. His hands landed on her hips and he pulled her onto his lap, the two simply basking in each others warmth and kissing.
The Doctor took the lead as their lips broke apart. He shuffled back away from the edge of the cliff and rolled them over, eliciting a cute grunt from Ifrit as he laid her down onto the ground beneath them; a pleasing crimson hue coating her cheeks as she was pinned her beneath him. The Caster gazed up at him with big amber eyes full of embarrassed want, tentative lust bubbling inside her eyes.
''Ifrit...'' He murmured, leaning in.
Ifrit wordlessly groaned as their lips connected again, shivering as his hands went to her black dress. His fingers grasped the small orange zipper and pulled it up, the low buzz fluttering through the night air. He broke off from the kiss and immediately gazed down at her, watching intently as her flat, smooth stomach was revealed, followed by her breasts – no bra to hide them. Soft-looking, a gentle curve to them and tipped with small, perky pink nipples... they were alluring beyond words.
''..oi, don't stare...'' Ifrit mumbled embarrassedly, her dress spilling open as the zipper reached the top; revealing her nudity to him.
''Sorry.'' The Doctor smiled lightly, sliding his hands up her front.
Ifrit shot him a light glare that held little heat, her intense gaze wilting as his hands reached her breasts. They were too small to grope fully but big enough to cup; giving them a tender squeeze and relishing the sight of her back arching, a slow breath escaping her. He eagerly squeezed them more, fondling her small but clearly sensitive breasts with open arousal. His thumb and index fingers went for her perky pink nipples and he rolled them around, his smile evolving into a light smirk when Ifrit moaned; quivering beneath his hands.
''I-Idiot...'' The Caster breathed – twitching when he pinched her nipples in response. ''Stop... d-delaying...''
It took his lust-addled mind a moment to register what she meant; his gaze dropping south when it did. Her underwear had slipped back into place when he shifted her about, prompting him to slide his hands off her tits and down to her hips; hooking his fingers into her panties. They clung to her damp folds but pulled off without much resistance, her delicate pussy revealed fully to him as he took off her underwear.
Ifrit squirmed as he dropped her panties just off to the side; close enough to not lose them in the dark. The night air was cold but she barely seemed bothered by it, shooting him a demure look and as she crossed her legs, hiding her smooth pussy from him. He slipped his hands up her legs in response, dipping them between her thighs and gently prying her legs open again. This time Ifrit didn't try to hide her pussy, looking off to the side as he moved between her legs.
''No need to be shy.'' The Doctor murmured to her, tone containing trace amounts of amusement.
Ifrit only blushed deeper, shooting him a hot glare. ''Dumbass... l-like hell I can... keep control... when you're doing this...''
He hummed in acknowledgement, his gaze flickering up to the fire gently flickering in her palm. It'd be awkward to have sex while she tried not to literally combust the flames in her hand, and everything around them would burn too quick... unless...
''Here.'' The Doctor hastily shoved a hand into his pocket, yanking out his gloves. ''They're flame-resistant; they should burn for a while.''
Ifrit squirmed but didn't deny his offer, taking his black gloves and igniting her hands. The flames latched onto the gloves and ignited them, but even as his gloves were completely engulfed by the crackling amber fire they didn't immediately turn to ash – instead slowly beginning to melt. Ifrit promptly dropped them down next to them and he flashed her a light smile, chuckling when she shot him an embarrassed glare in response, fully aware that she had no excuse to let the darkness hide her naked body.
''Relax.'' He told her soothingly, grasping his cock. ''I'll be gentle.''
''You better be...'' Ifrit mumbled in response, her sharp tongue masking her nervousness.
The Doctor smiled at that, laying one hand on her hip while using his other to carefully guide his cock towards her slit. The tip pressed against her folds and he teasingly rubbed it up and down her wet slit, shuddering when Ifrit let out a cute, almost-needy groan; all but begging for him to just get past the foreplay and fuck her. The flames next to them flickered bright enough for him to see what he was doing, everything beyond a few feet away melting into blackness; leaving his focus solely on her.
Ifrit swallowed her nerves and glared up at him again, her lips moving as she formed the words to tell him to hurry up – when he rolled his hips. Instantly her breath hitched, expression immediately tightening as the tip of his cock pushed inside her virgin pussy. The Doctor held back a gasp of his own, the sheer hotness of her insides so intense he was taken aback. The surprise faded a split-second however and he continued; gently pushing more of his erect cock inside, intimately feeling her inner walls clenching around his intruding cock.
''A... Ah...'' Ifrit's expression quivered, her hands balling into fists. ''C-Crap...''
''Just bear with it...'' The Doctor murmured tightly, restraining a groan as his hand left his cock, holding her narrow hip instead. ''Nn...''
Ifrit didn't respond, instead moaning lowly as his cock spread her virgin walls apart. Inch by inch he pushed inside her glistening entrance, her wetness helping ease the penetration slightly – but that didn't diminish how ungodly tight she was. Not to mention hot; her insides clenching around him with such heat it felt like he would near-literally melt, his dick throbbing from her wonderful hotness.
Soon his gentle thrusts slowed to a stop; half his cock fitting snugly inside her tight pussy. He gave her a second to adjust, gazing down at her naked body as she breathed – from how her small chest heaved, to how her lips parted with her slow breaths or how her fingers curled and uncurled. She was beautiful.
As if sensing that thought Ifrit suddenly shot her gaze up to his, glaring embarrassedly at him for thinking such thoughts.
''C'mon... keep going...'' Ifrit muttered, her hands sliding down and resting over his. ''I can... I can take it.''
''You sure?''
''Mm... just keep goin'.''
With a low hum the Doctor complied, leaning down and capturing her lips in a kiss – and rearing his hips back. Their locked lips muffled Ifrit's low moan as he pushed back in, her hot inner walls clenching around his dick as he speared back into her delicate folds. Each thrust was slow and purposeful, yet despite the slow pace it reduced Ifrit to a shivering mess, her low moans devoured by his lips.
Gradually he picked up speed, rocking his hips back and forth – his cock managing to slide deeper into Ifrit's tight womanhood bit by bit. He broke off the kiss and leaned back for air, shuddering as he soaked in the sight of Ifrit moaning; her flushed face easily apparent even in the flickering amber light. He shifted his grip and tangled their fingers together, shooting her a tight smile as he pushed her hands down on either side of her head; allowing him to lean forwards, and rear his hips back more.
''A-Ah~'' Ifrit let out a cute mewl when he bucked his hips, burying his girth even deeper inside. ''F-Fuck...''
The Caster's hot curse only aroused him more; his cock throbbing with need as it begged for even more. He barely held back that desire, knowing how delicate Ifrit was – but the Caster seemed just as eager for more, suddenly wrapping her lithe legs around his waist. Her feet interlocked behind his back and she tightened her hold on him, suddenly pulling his pelvis flush against hers – and burying his full length inside her pussy.
''Mm!'' Ifrit's back arched off the ground, presenting her small boobs to him. ''A-Ahh... more... fuckin'... do that again..''
The Doctor murmured an agreement, rearing his hips back as far as her locked legs would let him before plunging all the way back inside, the tip of his dick hitting her cervix. Ifrit didn't even try to stifle the throaty groan that fled her lips, enticing him to do it again – bottoming out in her hot pussy with increasingly-fast thrusts. His pelvis met hers and their skin slapped together each time he buried his full length inside, intimately aware of how much her hot insides quivered around his dick, matching the throbbing need in his cock.
Next to them his burning gloves began to melt, the fire wilting in turn. The invisible timer made him speed up, pounding into Ifrit's glistening pussy harder and extracting a slew of hot moans from her, eager to see her face when she climaxed. Her hot insides clenched and quivered around his throbbing cock but he didn't slow down, his orgasm bubbling to the surface the more he fucked the beautiful Caster.
''Ah... a-ah... ah~!'' Ifrit rolled her head side-to-side, expression cutely scrunching up as she endured his dick. ''Fuck... f-fuck, harder...!''
He obeyed, abandoning her hands and grabbing her hips – before pounding into her tight pussy as hard as he could, slamming their pelvises together with lust-fuelled adrenaline. Ifrit gasped and writhed, lustful moans escaping her open mouth as he fucked her so fast the slick sounds of their connected parts were clearly audible, the erotic sound only fuelling their mutual arousal and pushing them closer to their limits.
Ifrit's hands suddenly lunged to his shoulders, digging her nails in and yanking him down – crashing their lips together. The Commander returned the hot kiss with equal fervour, their lips meshing together for several long seconds before they broke apart with a gasp, and he immediately resumed fucking her with desperate, rough plunges.
''H-Haah! Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck f-fuck~!'' Ifrit's voice rose to a hoarse wail, her inner walls clenching tight – before she screamed. ''FUCK~!''
The Doctor gasped as she suddenly clenched tight around his pulsating cock, her insides becoming so hot it frazzled his mind. His hips buckled and he plunged into her with mad, desperate thrusts – before the heavenly sensation became too much and he came, unloading ropes of cum deep into her pussy with each haphazard buck of his hips.
Ifrit's loud scream quivered, trailing off into a trembling wheeze as she sucked in gulps of air between heavy pants. She shuddered beneath him as he kept rocking his hips, riding out the last of his orgasm before coming to a complete stop; his cock twitching inside her creampied pussy.
''Mn... crap~'' Ifrit groaned, flopping limply against the ground. ''I can't feel my legs...''
The Doctor tried to chuckle but didn't have the breath to; settling for a teasing smile. ''I'll take that... as a compliment.''
''Go fuck yourself...'' Ifrit panted heavily in response, her face only partially-illuminating by his still-burning gloves; darkness encroaching on them.
Gaining a slight smirk the Doctor leaned down, his lips hovering over hers. ''Fuck me yourself, coward.''
Ifrit immediately blushed a deep red, unused to hearing him swear – but her pride bristled at the jesting insult. ''Y-Ya think I can't?!''
In response he slid his hands down to her small but shapely ass – and pulled her up, and onto his lap. Ifrit yelped at the new position, made all the more embarrassing by the fact his still-erect cock slipped out, prodding her pussy lips from below. On instinct her hands had settled onto his shoulders, leaving them in the perfect position to continue.
''I-I was kinda meanin' later on, when it's bright...''
The Doctor chuckled, squeezing her small butt. ''We can still do it in the dark, you know...''
Ifrit shuddered, lowering her hips a tiny bit; the tip pressing against her folds. ''Mn... the others will wonder where we've been...''
''I think they'll have heard exactly why we're gone.''
The Caster shot him a fierce glare, barely visible in the moonlight as his fire next to them faded, leaving them shrouded in darkness. ''Che... you ass.''
With a chuckle the Doctor leaned up and captured her lips in a slow, deep kiss; muffling their mutual moans as she pushed herself down his cock, and began riding him with fierce passion. Even as complete darkness fell upon them, that didn't stop their hands from roaming all over each other, groping and touching as Ifrit bounced on his cock.
The two wouldn't get back to the base for several hours, and by the next morning Ifrit would have a lingering limp, one she stubbornly refused to explain.
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A/N: Not gonna lie, the only reason I included the 'fuck me yourself coward' was because of a GFL meme I saw.
It just fits with my head-canon of Ifrit being foulmouthed so well~