Eyo, my first Arknights lewd fic. I decided to start with Fang because she's the first vanguard operator we get. Not to mention she looks really cute in her casual outfit. Especially the glasses...guh, the freaking glasses.

"Ahh, damn." The Doctor stretched his arms as he sat at his desk. "So boring."

It had been several weeks since he arrived at Rhodes Island. Despite his amnesia, he got along quite well with staff and operators who worked here. Whether it be the kind Amiya, the eager Jessica, or the crazy Lappland. Most of them were quite friendly, if not at least tolerant of his presence.

Speaking of friendly operators...

"Ah, hey, Doctor." A familiar voice called out to him.

One of the early faces he got to know, Fang, greeted him cheerfully. The Kuranta lancer was a beautiful woman, her blue hair (and tail) flowing down her back and adding to her allure. She was one of the first vanguards to work with him, the captain of Op Reserve Team A1.

Naturally, their close working relationship led to him getting drawn to her. Soon they became fast friends and possibly even more. They weren't exactly dating but they did help each other with needs from time to time.

"Fang." He waved at her. "How can I help you?"

With a bright smile on her face and wag of her tail, Fang stepped up to his desk before planting her hands on the top. "Me? I'm fine. I think it's you who needs help."

He raised an eyebrow behind his mask. "I need help?"

"Well, not exactly. More like, I think you could use a breather." She held a hand out to him. "What do you think, Doctor? Wanna head out for a bit?"

The Doctor looked around a bit at the paperwork on his desk. There wasn't much left to do so he shouldn't get chewed out for taking a break. At least, he hoped Kal'tsit wouldn't be too upset.

He took her hand. "All right, then. Lead the way."

"Heh, you bet. I know this cafe that serves good drinks for the price so how about we head there?"

After a quick change of clothes into something more casual, the Doctor and Fang made their way to the cafe she mentioned. Hopefully they could return before Kal'tsit found out.

"So, this is the place." The Doctor had removed his mask and went with a lighter hoodie compared to the one he wore during work; it could get pretty stuffy wearing those. "What's good to order?"

"Hmmm, I usually go for the black tea. It's one of my favorites." Fang had changed out of her operator uniform to a black shirt and blue jacket, along with a black scarf around her neck.

The Doctor noticed that she had light purple nail polish. That combined with her half-rimmed glasses gave her a simple yet attractive appearance. Her blue eyes shifted behind her glasses as she looked at the menu.

"Not much of a tea person myself, sadly." The Doctor reluctantly tore his gaze from her lovely face. "I prefer coffee."

"Ah, that's fine. I don't mind." She pointed at a certain item on the menu. "I heard their cold brew is really good too."

The Doctor followed her finger. "I see. I usually take it black, sometimes with cream. Don't think I tried cold brew yet." Then he tapped his head. "At least, not that I remember."

"So cold brew it is, then?"

He nodded. "Cold brew it is. Think I'll try the one with vanilla cream."

Flashing him a smile, the lancer went up to the cashier to order their drinks. They didn't have to wait too long and soon they found themselves having light conversation in one of the booths.

"We're lucky there are no other customers yet." Fang looked around. "It can get busy pretty quickly."

"Hmm, I'd like to avoid the crowd as much as possible." The Doctor stirred his drink a bit. "It's a lot more peaceful and quie- gah!"

His hand slipped and knocked his drink over. It was a good thing he didn't order something hot or his crotch would be burning. Still, it was annoying to have a wet coffee stain on his pants.

"Ah, here are some napkins." Fang, ever so dutiful, helped him clean up the mess.

It wasn't that bad. Most of the coffee spilled on to the table or floor, which was quickly wiped up. It was the slightly smaller stain on his pants that proved difficult to wipe.

"Looks like I'll just have to toss this in the washer later." The Doctor sighed in resignation.

Fang went over to him. "Huh, lemme see if I can do anything about it."

The Doctor didn't mind, allowing the operator to sit next to him and start wiping at his pants. They were quite comfortable with each other at this point to get embarrassed at the situation, and it wasn't like there were any witnesses to see them.

Expectedly, having a pretty girl in close proximity to his nether regions made his body react. Namely, by popping a boner right there. Loathe to admit it, he was also quite stressed from work. There was no way Fang didn't notice the slight bulge in his pants and he was just about to apologize about it before she spoke up.

"Say, Doctor," Fang said coyly, "how about we clean that up in the restroom, you know?"

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

The operator kept an eye out for the cashier who had disappeared to the kitchen area. She subtly motioned to back of the cafe, ears twitching in the direction. The Doctor understood her meaning, the two of them eagerly standing up to head to the restroom.

"Oh, god. Yess~"

"Hnn, this is so wrong."

In the women's restroom the couple were feverishly making out in one of the stalls. Fang's ass was sat upon the toilet seat cover, her cheeks jiggling slightly with each forceful impact of the Doctor's thrusts, some of the sound muffled slightly by her tail.

It was naughty, so debauched, the two of them fucking in a public restroom. But they were needy, the stress of work and back to back operations leaving them quite pent up. They had half a mind to at least drop their slacks before the Doctor plunged balls-deep into Fang, the risky nature of the situation making her pussy tighten up with carnal pleasure on his throbbing cock.

"Can't believe we're doing this..." The Doctor grunted out as he kept thrusting at a steady pace; if he went any harder or faster they were bound to be heard.

"But it feels hot, doesn't it. Mnn~" Fang bit her bottom lip to stifle a moan when his girth rubbed a sensitive spot inside her, her inner walls gripping tight as her arousal leaked out to lubricate him.

The Doctor hissed when Fang clenched a bit too tightly, quickly leaning forward to kiss her again, their lips meshing together and muffling their voices. It was starting to get warm so they began stripping down even more, her blue jacket leaving her arms while he removed his own.

Shaky hands pawed and grabbed at clothing as they helped strip each other, the Doctor's thrusts slowing down just enough to make it easier. Fang nearly cried out when he bucked his hips extra hard, forcing her to push her black scarf against her mouth to keep herself quiet. Her blue eyes widened when her glasses nearly fell off, one hand scrabbling to readjust them on her face.

"Sorry," the Doctor grinned tightly, groaning when she got tighter again, "couldn't help it."

Fang glared at him with a blush, one hand holding her scarf to her mouth while the other kept adjusting her glasses. There was no real fire behind her gaze however, especially with how honest her body was reacting. Her pussy clenched and squeezed erratically while gushing like a small fountain. The risk of getting caught just added to their arousal as he kept pumping into her wet tightness.

"Here, let me."

Fang hesitantly let go of her scarf as he unwrapped it from her neck. He sheathed himself all the way in slowly and held that position, allowing her to feel his cockhead throb against her cervix, the bulbous tip leaking pre-cum to smear along her deepest parts.

With some effort the Doctor hung their articles of clothing on the door hook behind him. Once that was done, Fang reached out to run her hands along his undershirt, slipping under the fabric to feel his toned abs and chest directly. She mewled appreciatively and grazed his skin lightly with her manicured nails. He returned the favor by pushing her black shirt over her bust and groping her boobs through or under her bra.

"Hnn, Doctor." Fang murmured and nudged her thighs against him. "Keep going."

The sight of the lancer captain begging him to pound her turned him on even more. Her panting flushed expression and twitching ears, her bespectacled blue eyes looking at him needily, her panties hanging on her right leg, and her toned tummy and heaving breasts that moved with each breath she took.

It was a wonderful view for him. He grabbed the supple flesh of her thighs to hold her steady and braced his footing. Then he went to town on her pussy.

"Oh!" Fang's eyes widened at the sudden ferocity. "Ahn, mnn, g-god...fuck."

The smacking of skin on skin was louder than before and definitely would be heard if someone walked in. The Doctor was mindful of that but couldn't bring himself to care much. Fang felt so sinfully good he couldn't help but ravish her, the mere idea that only a wall separated them from outside customers just made him throb even harder against her tightening insides.

"D-doctor, wait, mmm." Fang tried to regain some semblance of control. "Don't make too much noise. Do you want to get caught by the others?"

Before he could reply, they heard the restroom door opening. Like deer caught in the headlights, the couple froze on the spot as they heard footsteps and humming. The both of them had to stifle groans of pleasure when Fang instinctively clamped tighter in surprise.

Fortunately for them the stall barriers reached to the floor, giving them some much appreciated privacy. Someone would have to peek their head over the top in order to catch them in the act. That thought in mind made the Doctor begin moving again.

Fang looked at him with shock. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Shh." He whispered back and put a finger to her lips. "Don't make too much noise."

He hissed quietly when she squeezed again, the risk of getting caught even higher now. His cock scraped her velvety insides so wonderfully as he penetrated her so deeply. Even if he wasn't fucking her full force, the slow movement still felt amazing.

"Oh, fuck." He paused halfway in her as he almost blew his load; the door opened again and another person entered, causing his partner to clench on his shaft again.

Fang shook her head desperately, whimpering and whining under her breath as she was so close to the edge. Her inner walls were just as desperate, tightening one moment only to relax another moment then repeating, begging to be filled.

The Doctor pecked her forehead before kissing her lips to calm her down. The tight heat tempted him to resume his thrusts, plunging his wet dick in and out of her slippery pussy. He locked his lips over hers when one of the customers opened the stall door next to them, forcing his tongue against Fang's to stop her from crying out.

Fang clamped down again when the other stall next to them opened. The situation was scandalous, both of them having sex while two strangers were on either side of them, separated only by simple barriers. It was too much, and with a muffled grunt the Doctor came.

Fang clapped a hand over her mouth as she felt him spurt inside her so suddenly. She whined into her hand at the hot sensation, each throb of his cock dumping another load of cum to fill her up. She squeezed her eyes shut as she was pushed to a mini orgasm, her vaginal walls wringing him tight and squeezing more cum out of him.

They weren't sure how long they stayed there, the Doctor leaning against Fang as they struggled to keep quiet while catching their breaths. Dimly they heard the flushing of one toilet followed by another, both of the customers soon heard washing their hands before they finally left.

"Crap, that was close." The Doctor nudged Fang. "You okay?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just, mnn, that felt so hot."

He chuckled at that. "Well, you were the one who pulled me in here."

"I know. I was pent up and you looked like you needed some relief." Fang then looked at him curiously. "You... you're still hard?"

The Doctor sheepishly scratched his head. "Umm, sorry?"

The operator merely hummed in response. She could certainly feel his cock twitching inside her cum-filled pussy. Perhaps a quick second round wouldn't be too bad.

"Well, come on then." Fang flexed her pelvic muscles, eliciting a groan from the Doctor. "Make it quick, yeah?"

The Doctor eagerly obliged. With a sudden burst of passion, he reached over and grabbed Fang with one hand on her shoulder and another on her thigh. He ignored her surprised yelp as he twisted her around while his shaft was still pulsing inside her.

"Ah, wha-" she blushed when she realized what he wanted. "Like this?"

He leaned over to whisper behind her ear. "Yeah, like this."

"I see." Fang wiggled her ass and brushed her tail against his pelvis. "Take the reins, then. Fuck me, Doctor."

The Doctor smooched one of her furry ears before moving down to kiss her nape. When he was certain Fang was bracing herself with hands against the wall and feet planted to the floor, he gripped her waist firmly and began to thrust.

"Ah! You're so rough! Mmm!"

He went hard and fast from the get go, plunging his cock into her sopping pussy. She wanted it quick so he'll give it to her, his earlier cum load acting as lubricant for his girth. Her ears and tail twitched from the lust coursing through her veins, pleasure once again building up to another passionate release as she pushed her ass back against him to meet his thrusts.

With increasing fervour his pelvis clapped loudly against her ass as he pounded her raw from behind. The wet squelches of him sliding into her slick sex was barely audible over the sound of slapping skin, their bodies growing even more sweaty from exertion.

"Fang," he grunted. "Fang!"

The way he called her name so needily made Fang clamp on his intruding shaft, his length plowing its way into her deepest parts. Over and over he kept railing her quivering folds, unheeding of how tightly her walls coiled around him.

"Yes, like that, mmph." Fang bowed her head lower, fixing her glasses and getting a glimpse of her pussy getting plowed as her honey leaked out along with some of his seed. 'We have to clean that up later, hah.'

Her train of thought was interrupted by a particular hard buck of the Doctor's hips. She nearly cried out from such force as he battered the entrance to her womb, pounding her cervix as if to demand entry to pour even more of his spunk into her most sacred place. Her head shot back up to face the wall, glasses bouncing on her face but miraculously not flying off.

Fang's tail tickled the Doctor's pelvis, tempting him to grab it with one hand and give it a slight tug. He knew it was a sensitive spot but took care not to be too rough with it.

"Kyah!" Fang slapped a hand over her mouth as her insides smothered his dick like a vise-grip.

"Fuck, I'm about to blow." The Doctor sped up his thrusts even more. "Here it comes, Fang."

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!

He was fucking her full-force now, eager for release before they could get caught. The way her back muscles and shoulder blades tensed with sweat while her shirt was still bundled over her chest further aroused him. He caught sight of her bra-clad breasts bouncing under her, temptingg him to undo the latch on the back to let them swing freely.

"Ah, you naughty, mnn~" Fang didn't mind as her bra fell, one hand barely catching it before it fell on to the floor.

The Doctor gasped as his end neared, spooning Fang from behind. He pushed his face into her blue hair, inhaling her scent as he kept railing her, the position making him slow down just a bit.

It wasn't enough for him however. He shifted back upright to grip her waist again and began to pound into her vigorously. The wet smacking of skin was louder now, there was no way someone outside couldn't hear. Maybe that was why no one was coming in to use the restroom recently. It was a perverted thought that pushed them closer to climax.

In and out, back and forth, the Doctor kept going. The only thing in his mind was to. Just. Keep. Fucking. Her.

The swishing of her tail as it brushed against him caught his eye again. He saw how her ass cheeks jiggled with each impact and he got lost in the heat of the moment.

Smack!

"Oh, fuck!" Fang came almost instantly, the sudden slap to her ass cheek pushing her over the edge that she was teetering on once again, her pussy conforming to the shape of the pulsating cock buried inside her.

It also triggered an unexpected reflex from her. Namely, her right leg lashing out behind her and kicking the stall door. Against a trained operator, it didn't stand a chance. The lock snapped and the door went flying of its hinges, slamming against one of the sinks before dropping to the floor with a resounding crash, the clothes that were hanging on the hook now scattering to the floor.

The Doctor was dimly aware of their complete fuck-up but couldn't bring himself to care at the moment. Not when Fang was climaxing and seizing up on his cock, dragging him along with her to an explosive finish.

"Ah, Fang!" He gave a few more ragged thrusts before hilting himself balls-deep, and busted his nut inside her.

Thick hot ropes of cum filled Fang up again, adding more to the previous load of spunk that was still inside her. It was a stronger orgasm than the first, streaks of his seed painting her velvety insides white as his cock throbbed within the snug embrace of her hot pussy. The sheer amount he kept pumping into her was impressive, already leaking out of her lower lips and dribbling down her thighs before he even finished emptying his balls.

"Doctor, o-ohhh." Fang let out a stuttering moan as she endured a second creampie, her pussy strangling his cock so pleasurably, hands sliding down the wall and almost collapsing had the Doctor not caught her in shaky arms.

"Mmnnn, damn, that was the best one yet." He held her firmly against his body, her lithe frame still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax.

Then his thoughts ground to a halt. 'Ah, shit. The door.'

"Umm, Doctor," a familiar voice said, "Fang, you two..."

Nervously the Doctor craned his head around. There Plume was standing, doing a terrible job of averting her eyes. Her flushed cheeks was all he needed to know that she saw what happened. It wasn't difficult at all to connect the dots when your employer was balls-deep inside one of your comrades with his pants around his ankles.

"Ah, Plume. Could you, uhh, do us a favor?"

The halberd wielder nodded in understanding. "There aren't many customers out there. I can distract them and the clerk for a bit until you, umm," she peeked at their compromising position again, "until you get things sorted."

"Thanks." The Doctor sighed in relief. "I'll just pay for the door. Or something."

"Mmm, so good~" Fang drawled out with a dopey smile, glasses hanging off her face.

Plume chapter, anyone? How would she react? Any lewd positions? Drop some suggestions.