Operator Plume was today's bodyguard.
The brunette bird stood vigilant beside the Doctor's office door, watching as elite operator Blaze strutted up following her training session.
She smiled in greeting and received one in kind. "Good afternoon, Blaze. Here to see the Doctor?"
"You know it." Blaze approached the Liberi and patted her over the shoulder. "You doing okay, Plume? All good?"
"I'm all good." The bodyguard nodded firmly. "The Doctor isn't too busy right now, I think. Dr. Kal'tsit just left. You just missed her."
"Oh?" Blaze arched an eyebrow. "I thought I smelled her around. What did they talk about?"
"I'm not sure," Plume said honestly. "I was posted here the whole time."
"How long were they in there?" Blaze asked. Plume tapped her forefinger against her chin in thought.
"If I were to guess, I would say… fifteen minutes?"
"Fifteen minutes, huh…"
Plume noticed how Blaze's nostrils flared, and she suddenly felt a pang of worry run through all her feathers. The Feline continued.
"Did you hear anything suspicious?"
"No," said Plume. "But the Doctor's office is mostly soundproofed… so I wouldn't be able to hear anything, anyway."
"Ah, that's right…"
To the Liberi's surprise, Blaze came closer — much closer — until her nose was almost up against the brunette's neck. Plume stiffened as the Feline started sniffing her, her cheeks tinting red from the embarrassment. The sudden intimacy made a tingle run up her spine.
"B-Blaze?" Plume asked, eyes wide, "what are you d-doing?"
"You smell like the Doctor," Blaze whispered.
"H-huh?"
Plume pressed up against the wall behind her. Her blood turned to ice water as Blaze came even closer still, smelling her and surprising her with the proximity and the accusation. Plume's nose wrinkled. She could smell Blaze much more easily now herself, and the cat smelled of heat and smoke. Like a candle that had only just been snuffed out.
"I said you smell like my Doctor," Blaze replied, her eyes closing halfway as she kept Plume trapped between a wall and herself. "What's up with that, huh?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Plume stammered. "The Doctor and I aren't intimate in that way, Blaze… I'm just his bodyguard, that's all…!"
"Mmm, yeah?"
"Y-yes!" Plume winced. "I swear, the relationship I have with the Doctor—"
"With my Doctor," Blaze sharply corrected.
"W-with your Doctor is p-purely professional…!" Plume gulped. When Blaze's eyes started to glow a sharp and cobalt blue, that was when she really worried for her own safety.
And then…
Just like that, Blaze's eyes stopped glowing, and she threw her head back in a laugh, clapping her hand against Plume's shoulder.
"Ha! You should have seen the look on your face!"
Plume could feel her heartbeat in her throat. "What?"
"I was just kidding, Plume. I don't smell my Doctor on you," she told the Liberi. "I just wanted to scare you, but I think it worked a little too well!"
"B-Blaze…!" The relief was palpable. Plume let out a shuddery breath, her face bright red with humiliation. "You really freaked me out there…"
"Heh heh heh. I was gonna keep the ruse going further, but you looked like you were going to start crying," the Feline teased.
Plume looked down at her own shoes. Her cheeks were hot to the touch, though she resisted the urge to make eye contact with the cat's own bright blue hues, even as Blaze patted her over the head in a manner she could only consider patronizing.
"Sorry, I'm a little territorial," said Blaze. "Anyway… I'm gonna go enjoy that soundproofed room now. Make sure no one bugs us, yeah?"
Plume mumbled. "Sure, whatever…"
"Great! Thanks a bunch!"
And with that, Blaze happily hummed as she entered the Doctor's office.
The Doctor of Rhodes Island was seated at his desk, surrounded by packets and clipboards and the like. Blaze locked the door behind her, and that telltale click! is what snapped the tactician out of his stupor.
"Blaze," he called out to her. "Thank goodness you're here."
"Oh?" She smirked as she sashayed over. "You've been expecting me, Doctor?"
"I need a distraction from all this work," he told her. "I need some stress relief."
"What a coincidence… so do I."
Their embrace was familiar. Usual and complete. When the Doctor hugged Blaze, he felt much warmer. She was hard as stone thanks to her athletic form — absolute and protective.
The Doctor, in kind, felt wonderful to hold in her arms. He was much softer and cooler by comparison. His constitution was greatly different from her own. Much more pliable and cozy. In a sense, when it came to their physicality, they were opposite enough as to attract with zeal.
She took him by the chin and sealed her lips against his own, giving him a fiery and sudden smooch that served to make him shudder. Naturally, his hands found her shoulders. His head tipped upward to drink her all in — to welcome her in all her totality and power.
She purred into the kiss. Her thin and navy tail curled around his leg like a brace, or perhaps a chain. Even after all this time spent basking in her intimacy — the days and nights they'd spent in each other's company — it was easy for her to make him flustered. For him to quiver beneath her.
Blaze pulled away from the kiss with a wicked smile. A thin and silvery trail of saliva connected their lips and tongues together. Another chain, albeit transparent and glistening.
The Doctor's lower lip trembled. Blaze smirked, eyes half-open as she stayed holding the good Doctor's chin between her index finger and thumb.
"You miss me, baby?" She whispered to him.
"I always do," was his reply. Blaze glanced to the man's desk with an unamused snort.
"Kal'tsit throw all this work at you?" She asked.
"Doesn't she always?"
"Aww, sweetie. Hey, don't worry about that right now, okay? I'm here now. Why don't you let me be the one to help you de-stress?"
He nodded as she held him, and he sank into her embrace. Given their size difference, it was easy for the Doctor to lean forward and rest his head against her warming bosom. Each time he did that, Blaze naturally raked her fingers through the Doctor's hair. Caressed his head and welcomed him home where he belonged: with her.
"Why do you need de-stressing?" The Doctor asked. "Also, you're a little sweaty."
"I just got back from training," she told him. "Today was cardio, so for the cooldown exercise, I just walked right here from the gym room." She flexed for the Doctor, comfortable and confident in her bulky, athletic build. She knew the Doctor adored her and her musculature, and so she loved to flaunt what she had. "You should see me at the gym sometimes, baby."
"Exercise equipment and I don't get along very well," he reminded the Feline.
"Big whoop! Maybe I just want to flaunt our relationship to the other girls," she teased. "Anyway, I'm here now. Let's get real comfy…"
"You didn't think about showering first?" The Doctor looked her up and down, smirking.
"Since when has sweat bothered you?" Blaze chuckled, shoving herself against the Doctor even more overtly. He didn't complain. If anything, he snuggled more closely against her, before turning to face the door to the side room that was always connected to his main office.
His private quarters.
Blaze watched him turn his gaze, and she eyed the door alongside him. They didn't even have to say anything. They needed no words between them: Blaze simply took the Doctor by the hand and walked ahead of him, and she led him right through the door and into his dorm.
No sooner did the door close behind them did Blaze and the Doctor begin with their feast. The air grew hot and heavy with expectation.
Blaze pounced on her Doctor, tossing the both of them onto his bed so that she could more adequately devour him. The Doctor relished Blaze in kind. Straps, laces, buckles, everything had to go between them. Zippers, buttons, latches, all of it. There was no need to be stifled. They craved freedom from their clothes. The salvation promised in each other's mouths. Sweet serenity and longing between the thighs. Passionate and immolating euphoria.
Once all their clothes had been taken care of (which was to say, tossed aside callously because they no longer mattered), the Doctor is the one to get atop his Feline lover, pressing Blaze down into the mattress and making her giggle from all the effort.
"Mm, yeah," she whispered, as she laced her arms around his neck, "c'mere…"
He pressed his lips against hers, and he sampled her with all the usual lust and hunger in his eyes and in his touch. Blaze wrapped her tail around the Doctor's thigh once more, as if restraining him; as if he would ever threaten to leave her.
She moaned as he peppered her neck with loving kisses, smooching her collarbone and drawing soft gasps from her. The Doctor planted a hand over the Feline's bare breast, and Blaze stiffened beneath the man's grasp.
"Fuck," she breathed. She could feel him in all of his hardness, throbbing up against her thigh with want and need. There was nothing that Blaze wanted more at this moment than to feel him inside of her. To feel him invade her hot, wet folds; to become one with her beloved.
But she was going to make him work for it. Earn it.
"Sit up," she told him, and he was happy to follow along.
The Doctor sat up against the headboard in no time at all, and his cock was pointing right up at the ceiling. It almost seemed like it was saluting Blaze while she crawled up to him hungrily, and she wrapped her slender fingers around the man's shaft to play with her toy.
"Oh, fuck," the Doctor breathed. Blaze immediately started stroking him, moving her hand up and down, back and forth, while she watched him. She licked her lips at the sight of her precious Doctor, cherishing the noises that slipped from his lips. Her eyes were heavy with lust, nearly glazed over from the addiction of feeding all her carnal desires.
"God," Blaze remarked, "you're so fucking cute."
"Ha… And you're so fucking hot," he shot back.
"I can't believe Kal'tsit had you all to herself for, what, fifteen minutes? Aw, baby." Blaze playfully pouted up at her Doctor, jerking him off and lapping her tongue against the head of his dick. "I bet you wanted to jump off of Rhodes Island after minute five."
"More like minute two," he replied, much to the Feline's amusement.
"I don't like it when she's alone with you," she confessed, rubbing her cheek up against the Doctor's thick and throbbing shaft. "I'm always worried she's gonna try something…"
"What could she possibly try?" The Doctor asked, sighing softly and spreading his thighs further. Blaze stroked him almost mechanically; her hand glided up and down his cock with rhythm and precision, stroking from the tip of his shaft down to his balls, and then back up. "Fuck, just like that… Don't stop, it feels so good…"
Blaze smirked. "I don't like it when any girl is alone with you, Doctor. Only I should be allowed to be alone with you," she said.
"Blaze…" The Doctor reached out and raked his fingers through her hair, patting her in some attempt to quell her worries. It didn't work. She persisted.
"No Amiya, no W, no Kal'tsit, no Plume," she told him. Just then, she ran her tongue over his balls and bathed them in her saliva, and she moaned lustfully while she slithered that tongue over his manhood. Up and down his shaft, covering his length in her warm, glistening saliva.
"You're so possessive," the Doctor remarked, chuckling with delight.
"Oh, you've seen nothing yet," the Feline said seriously. She smiled darkly at her lover, and the Doctor felt a chill run up his spine as Blaze's eyes twinkled and shone.
"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon," the Doctor told his domineering Feline.
"That's not good enough. I need to remind the others that you're off-limits. That I'm not keen on sharing you."
"You're not going to go overboard, are you?"
"Who, me? When do I ever go overboard?"
The Doctor raised an eyebrow, considering the entire thing dubious. However, he was surprised once Blaze scooted up and straddled his lap, making him gasp in surprise as she immediately started to glide her dripping-wet snatch against his rock-hard cock.
Another curse slipped from his lips as Blaze clamped her hands over the Doctor's shoulders, and she swayed her hips forward and backward to tease him with the promise of entry — the promise of mind-melting pleasure.
"B-Blaze…!" The Doctor moaned out, tipping back against the bed's headboard. "Fuck…!"
"Tell me I'm the only one you care about," Blaze rasped, her gaze somehow distant and piercing. The Doctor could feel himself simmering beneath the woman's scrutiny; he was drowning in the bright blue pools of her eyes.
"Y-You really are feeling possessive today," he whispered, sliding his hands down to the woman's hips while she rubbed up against him so hungrily. "This is n-new… but I like it!"
"Yeah, I bet you do," Blaze purred, lacing her arms around the Doctor's neck to come up closer. She kissed his collarbone; her lips felt hot against his neck, like fire on his skin. "I wanna hear you say it… Say it, Doctor…"
"Y-you're the only one I care about," the Doctor stammered. Blaze started grinding faster at that, licking her lips and smiling.
"Good boy," she cooed.
"Fuuuuuck…" The Doctor's cock throbbed desperately against Blaze's snatch. She was so much more powerful than he was, and they knew it well. The Rhodes Island tactician couldn't hope to overpower her in any sense. He was beneath her; he would play along for as long as she wanted it.
"Doctor," Blaze whispered, "I don't have to worry about Plume, do I?"
The man chuckled, cheeks red from the growing heat between their bodies. "N-no, Blaze, you don't have to worry about—"
Just like that, her hand was on his throat.
The Doctor's eyes went wide. His cock twitched even harder as pre cum leaked from his tip, and he almost withered beneath the Feline's jealous glare.
"Doctor," she quietly growled, "sorry, but I can't take any chances…"
He couldn't speak. He could only beg with his gaze and watch submissively as Blaze brought her mouth to his neck again. Most of her hair covered his vision — long, wild, and disheveled strands — though he could feel the woman's teeth against his skin, and he winced with the realization that Blaze was going to more or less mark her territory over him.
"Don't move, Doctor," said Blaze, "just let me… do this, heh heh heh…"
The Doctor gulped. He tensed beneath Blaze as she bit him. She sank her teeth into his neck; she wouldn't draw blood, but she would bite him hard enough for it to really mean something. Hard enough that others could see exactly who he belonged to.
"Grrr…"
The Doctor's throat vibrated as Blaze growled through his flushed skin.
For a moment, she could taste his heartbeat.
And then…
Blaze moaned as she craned her head, leaving a cherry red hickey on the surface of the man's neck. It was almost like a vampire bite with how flashy it was. Overt, conspicuous.
"Fuck, Blaze…" The Doctor quietly whimpered beneath his Feline beauty.
"Now say thank-you," she told him.
"Th-thank you…"
"Good boy!"
Without further ado, Blaze finally lifted her hips and sank down onto the Doctor's cock, moaning aloud as he penetrated her at last. The Doctor clenched his eyes shut, groaning with lust as he started to pump his hips up and down, back and forth, as best he could beneath the bulwark that was Blaze.
"This is n-new," he mumbled, eyeing her with a mixture of worry and arousal — more so the latter than the former.
"Do you like it?" Blaze smiled, and her tail wiggled joyously behind her.
"It's fun seeing you so worked up," he admitted. "What happened to your bravado from earlier, huh? It's not like Blaze to get so…" He trailed off, eyeing her with a raised eyebrow.
"Well," said the Feline, "maybe I'm starting to realize that I don't want us being apart."
"I told you, I'm not going—"
"Shh."
He quieted down as Blaze rode him in earnest. She bounced up and down on his cock, moaning as she rocked her body against his, humping up against the Doctor's lap and feeling him invade her drenched and steamy pussy. Her vaginal walls clenched around him, as if she didn't want him leaving even now. As if he would threaten to do something so callous.
The Doctor tipped his head back and moaned with pleasure, exposing his neck for Blaze to leave more of her love bites. He whimpered and hissed from the pleasure and the pain of her teeth against his skin, keeping his hands on her hips while he helped her find her rhythm. While he helped her de-stress.
"Good boy," Blaze moaned, "there's my good little Doctor, ehe~"
"F-fucking hell, Blaze… heh, what's gotten into you today?"
"You mean aside f-from this dick?" She huffed, her breasts bouncing and swaying in time with his thrusts. The Doctor ogled his lover's chest, finding them just as hypnotizing as the sway of her tail, and how she looked at him longingly with those deep blue eyes of hers. "Fuck yeah, Doctor… fucking stir me up," she cursed.
He pressed his face up against her breasts, and she encouraged it by giggling and raking her fingers through his hair. Jutting out her chest for him to enjoy every inch of her body. All the while, the Doctor didn't stop thrusting. He pumped his hips in and out, up and down, like a piston with how deep and mechanical his movements had become. Their hips met time and again, and the wet slaps of their assertive lovemaking echoed off the room's walls.
"Oh, God," the Doctor remarked. "Blaze!"
"Atta boy… Ha, yeah, there we go!" The Feline slammed her hips down against the Doctor's lap, and she ground her hips in a circle while his cock remained buried inside of her cavern — throbbing, twitching, rigid. He could barely keep a lid on his noises, but Blaze didn't mind one bit. She loved listening to him lose control beneath her.
"Had enough?" She taunted him.
"No! God, no," the Doctor moaned, sliding his hands up to Blaze's breasts, fondling her tits with vim and vigor. He squeezed her desperately, and the look on her Doctor's face prompted Blaze to giggle with amusement while she settled down on his shaft.
"You've got a couple hickies now," Blaze told him, licking her lips at the sight. True enough, they were the first two of many marks along the Doctor's skin that she would give him today. The best was yet to come.
"People are going to talk about that…" The Doctor warned.
"You think I don't want that?" Blaze smiled devilishly. "Next big meeting, I want everyone to see just what I do to you, when I get my hands on you…" She whispered with her nose pressed up against the Doctor's very own. "I want everyone to know who you belong to."
"B-Blaze…" The Doctor shuddered.
"You're all mine, you got that?" She reminded him by pressing a hot finger against one of his hickeys. "You're my good boy, Doctor… I can't de-stress without my special boy, can I?"
A thought suddenly flashed through the Doctor's head. An idea as dangerous as it was titillating. A notion he felt compelled to act on, if only to enjoy its consequences.
Then he spoke again.
"What… about… Siege?" He uttered.
Blaze immediately narrowed her eyes. "What about Siege?"
"She was… er…" The Doctor gulped. "Hitting on me this morning…"
"No," said Blaze, "she better not have been."
"Y-yeah…" The Doctor groaned as Blaze slowly bounced on his lap. His cock was still buried inside the fiery Feline's honey pot. "I thought you'd react… poorly… if I told you."
"Doctor…" Blaze's expression darkened. "Are you lying to me?"
"N-no," he stammered, just as Blaze clamped her hands over the Doctor's shoulders again. Her nostrils flared, but this time, steam billowed from each one.
"What did you tell her? What did you say?" Blaze growled, and she grew even hotter to the touch. "That fucking… that bitch thinks she can…"
"I t-told her I was t-taken," the Doctor said with a nervous laugh. He watched as Blaze's expression turned cloudy. Her eyes were glowing again, but this time, there was something more to her expression. Something almost evil in its jealousy, and demonic in its heat and power. She flashed her Doctor an almost malicious smile, baring her sharp teeth as she bounced again on the Doctor's thick and meaty cock.
"I'll fucking show her," said Blaze. "I'll teach her a fucking lesson… thinking she can step up to my territory. Thinking she can… take my Doctor away from me!"
"Blaze—!"
Once again, the Feline's hand clamped around his neck, and the Doctor's eyes went as wide as saucers. She bounced more vigorously this time, grunting and groaning as she shook atop the Doctor's dick. He could hardly believe the pleasure that he was experiencing at the moment. He struggled to breathe, but somehow that was okay. It was utterly arousing just how powerful and dominating Blaze was like this. He wanted more. He wanted her.
So he nodded, smiling at Blaze while she choked him; while she took him repeatedly and felt him pulsate inside her wet walls.
"I'm the fucking big cat around here," Blaze growled, releasing her grasp on the Doctor's neck so that he could speak. "Say it!"
"Y-you're the big cat!" The Doctor coughed, and his face was beet red. "You're the big c-cat around here!"
"That's fucking right, Doctor! I'm yours — no one else can have you! No one else will have you!" Blaze leaned in and clamped her teeth over the Doctor's collarbone, giving him a fierce chomp while she wrapped her arms around his neck, desperate for the love, desperate for the validation. He winced and groaned as Blaze bit him, leaving harsh marks over her man's skin — his neck, his collarbone, his shoulders, anywhere that he may be seen. If someone had the wrong idea with her precious Doctor, then they would see for themselves just how taken he already was!
"Fuck!" The Doctor cried out from the sheer pleasure. "B-Blaze, I'm g-gonna—!"
"Do it!" Blaze hissed. "Cum inside me, Doctor!"
The Doctor's mind went numb as he reached his climax, thrusting his hips vigorously as he pumped his precious Feline full of his hot and gooey load. He could scarcely believe the pleasure, unloading an absolute torrent of seed deep inside of his favorite elite operator.
Blaze came along with him, arching her back and yelling out from the lust and the ecstasy of their coarse lovemaking.
"Love me!" Blaze cried out. "Love me, Doctor!"
He held her close as he stuffed her cunt full of his pearly white spunk, his chest heaving along with hers in time with their heavy breathing. It wasn't long, however, until Blaze started laughing. Cackling jovially, somewhat surprising the Doctor with her sudden mania.
"Fuck," Blaze mumbled between heavy breaths. "I fucking love you, and I love fucking you." She caressed the Doctor's face and kissed him over his neck, sweating along with him.
"Fucking hell, Blaze," the Doctor remarked. "Holy shit…"
"I'm the fucking queen around here," Blaze breathed, "not her. Fuck her."
The Doctor smiled sympathetically at the black-haired Feline, internally worried he may have instigated things a tad too much.
And then, of course… there was the utter mess between their thighs that gave him worry. "Shit," he said, "I didn't… pull out…"
"Huh…" Blaze huffed. "Yeah, you came inside me this time… fuck…"
"That's… worrying." He blinked in disbelief, mentally kicking himself for being so careless. "I'm sorry, Blaze…"
"Sorry? Pfft. Are you kidding?" The Feline wiggled her hips atop the Doctor's sensitive cock, causing him to clench his eyes shut from the burst of pleasure. The way it hurt so good. "I fucking loved that… ha. Oh, Doctor…"
"Y-yeah?" He gulped.
"What if I'm pregnant now?" Blaze smirked, watching as the Doctor's expression changed to one of pure worry.
"Don't even joke about that," he told her.
"Joking? I'm not joking, Doctor… Girls can feel this kind of thing, you know?" She told him. "Mmm, no wonder it felt so different this time… I think I really felt it take hold… yeah?"
"Blaze…!" The Doctor chewed anxiously on his lip. "You…"
"Bwehehehe…" The woman giggled madly. Before the Doctor knew it, he was being choked again. This time, however, Blaze stared right into his eyes as she flexed her fingers around her man's neck, grinning and drooling over herself. "My property got me pregnant," she announced. "My own property got me pregnant!"
"Blaze—!" The Doctor coughed. He strained to do anything more than pump his hips again weakly, submissively, as Blaze started up their second round. She released her grasp around the Doctor's neck before he blacked out, of course, and he welcomed deep gulps of shared air into his lungs. The burst of oxygen lit up his lungs and invigorated him. He was dizzy, but he was in love. Desperate, needy, twisted love.
"There's my good boy," Blaze growled. "Ooh, I need to mark you up even more, Doctor… Ha, everyone's gonna know that you put a baby in me! How does that make you feel, Doctor?" She taunted, not giving him a chance to respond as she scratched down his shoulders, gliding thin red blemishes over his skin and making him wince from the pleasure and the pain.
"Fuck," the Doctor croaked, "oh my God, oh fuck… Blaze, baby," he moaned.
"Yeah, baby?" Blaze's eyes were half-closed and glowing. She was pulling him into her fiery blue, hypnotic stare. "Talk to me, baby… nngh, fuck me so good, Doctor…"
"I love it when you're this jealous," he admitted. "I love belonging to you, Blaze… Ha, no one can help you de-stress like I can, r-right? Oh, fuck!" Another moan slipped through his lips while Blaze slammed her ass down over his hips. The wet smacks between them grew with volume and tempo. The hot and sticky mess was only going to get bigger and nastier.
"Fuck me like you mean it," she told him. "Give me that rhythm, Doctor…!"
"Blaze!"
She didn't stop using her mouth as a paintbrush, drawing dots and leaving marks along the canvas of the Doctor's flushed, bare skin. If he were to adjust his collar or remove his mask, there wasn't a chance in hell that anyone would miss those love bites and bruises. A parting gift from his beloved Blaze — the one who owned his heart and his body — until the next time they could do something this violent and wonderful.
"Fuck, I'm close again!" The Doctor warned, whimpering beneath his Feline as she grabbed him by the chin again, holding her man steady in her aggressive grasp.
"Do it again, Doctor! Put a baby in me," she begged. Demanded, really. "Put a fucking baby in me, Doctor! Cum for me like the good boy you are!"
That was the final straw. The Doctor growled as he reached another toe-curling climax, this time being the one to lean in and bite Blaze over the neck. She gasped at the suddenness of the Doctor's chomp, quivering and creaming over her man's pulsing, spurting cock.
She could feel him fill her with his hot and viscous love. The immediate flowing, the supreme comfort and serenity that came with being taken like this. Stuffed so tightly full of his spunk that it was already leaking, dripping down his cock and splattering their nethers.
"Fuck!" Blaze shuddered as she came, clawing the Doctor's shoulders while she slowed down her bouncing. Sweat dripped from the Feline's forehead and onto her precious Doctor beneath her, while the Doctor's own fluids stained and smeared against the bedsheets under them both. "Holy shit…"
The Doctor panted heavily as he loosened his grasp around his girl, curling and slumping back against the headboard. The two sat in silence for a minute, simply catching their breaths and wiping the sweat from their skin. It wasn't long, however, before Blaze laughed again with beguilement clear on her face.
"Hoo boy, that was… Wow. Mmm…" She put her hands on the Doctor's bitten-up shoulders, before lifting herself off of him and looking down to see his pearly-white spunk ooze out of her well-fucked pussy. "Shit, baby, you really made a mess… Ha, that's my boy…"
The Doctor winced. "Twice, huh… You really might be pregnant now," he warned. Blaze smiled innocently at her dear Doctor, scooting to lie down next to him and snuggle up close.
"I wouldn't worry about that," said Blaze. "I'm on the pill, you know."
"Huh?" The Doctor blinked, turning to better look at the smug smiling Feline. "You're… you're on birth control."
"That's what being on the pill means, silly Doctor."
"I know that! But you…!" The Doctor's mouth fell open weakly. "You had me thinking that I really—you tricked me into thinking…"
"What, did I lie about getting pregnant?" Blaze smirked. "Just like how you lied about talking to Siege today?"
The Doctor gulped. "Ah… Um…"
"Ha! You sound almost disappointed, Doctor…" She reached up and playfully pinched his nose. "Were you hoping you'd actually gotten me pregnant?"
"I…" The Doctor shook his head. "Ugh, Blaze, you're something else…"
"Maybe." The Feline stuck her tongue out at him. "But I'm also yours. And you're all mine, Doctor. Never forget that. Because I'll be making sure everyone else never forgets…"
She purred as she kissed his bite marks, flicking her tongue against the surface of his skin. "If anyone comes near you, Doctor… heh, I can't be held responsible for what I'd do…"
"You've marked me enough, you crazy cat," he joked. "What more do you want, huh?"
"You know, funny you mention that…"
Plume snapped at attention as the Doctor's office door opened, and that firebrand of a Feline came strutting out as though she owned the place. The Liberi bodyguard cleared her throat and smiled, holding her halberd against her chest.
"Good evening, um, Blaze." Plume tried a small smile as she spoke. "Did your meeting with the Doctor go, er, well?"
"You're damned right it did! I really needed that," the cat confessed.
"Oh…?"
Blaze turned to face Plume and pulled down her collar, showing off the fresh hickey that only the Doctor could have given her. The brunette Liberi stiffened suddenly, and her cheeks tinged crimson at the sight in front of her.
"Oh… Oh my…" Plume gulped. "I see… er, that's…"
"You jealous?" Blaze asked. Plume's eyes went wide.
"What? N-no! I—!"
"Come on, Doctor," Blaze announced, "we've gotta beat the dinner rush!"
That was when Plume watched the Doctor step out of his office, walking… much more differently from how he walked that morning. He was almost limping through the door and over to the grinning Feline.
The Liberi would have greeted him if she didn't notice the red ribbon that was wrapped around the Doctor's coat collar, along with a written message on his back that said PROPERTY OF BLAZE.
"D-Doctor!" Plume covered her mouth in shock. "W-what are you—"
"Hey, HEY!" Blaze shielded the Doctor away with one arm, and she pointed at the bird girl with her opposite hand. "You want to speak to my Doctor, you speak to me, you got that?"
Plume quickly nodded. "Okay. Sorry. It w-won't happen again…?"
Blaze pointed to her own eyes with two fingers, before turning the gesture back to Plume. "I'll be watching you like a hawk, three-star."
The Liberi bristled, turning her gaze to the floor. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she heard the two walk off to the cafeteria for the evening.
Once they'd rounded the corner, the Doctor clicked his tongue.
"That was mean," he told her.
"You think so?" Blaze locked her arms around the Doctor's, giggling mischievously. "Well, a girl's gotta protect her prized possession, you know?"
"Come on, don't be mean to your coworkers," he told her seriously. "When we come back, I want you to apologize to Plume… or else."
"Or else?" Blaze grinned mischievously. "Are you going to spank me?"
"No," said the Doctor, "I'll make you farm orirock for the next month."
Blaze hissed. "Alright, alright, sheesh!"