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It has been a month since the last time Win visited his doctor. The only time he actually had a serious illness was the when he visited his doctor the first time. All the times after that, he would just make up silly excuses just to have a reason to visit Doctor Vachirawit Chivaaree, Bright in short.
Win barely gets sick but he does not mind faking a fever at times. He puts blush on his cheeks to make them red, rubs his nose vigorously to make it the same colour and even fakes a cough every twenty second. Everything to convince Bright that he is sick.
He waits outside the room along with other patients. Win has a green scarf wrapped around his neck, a thick white jacket, puffy eyes from rubbing his eyes too hard to make it seem believable and he has his nose buried into the scarf. His legs dangle as he sits on the seat, waiting for his name to be called.
A while goes and almost everyone's name is being called, but not his. This is frustrating. He impatiently glares at the clock on the wall and right when it chimes four, the door opens to reveal Win's beloved doctor.
Doctor Chivaaree.
Doctor Chivaaree is a lean (and muscular) tall young man with the face of a Greek God. He has short natural black hair and admirable tan skin.
The sleeves of his long white coat are rolled up to his elbows and his glasses are pushed up to his head at the moment.
"Metawin Opas-iamkajorn?" Dr. Chivaaree's deep voice calls out and Win has to remind himself not to jump up his seat and skip towards the handsome doctor. Calm the fuck down, Win, he thinks to himself.
"Y-Yeah, here." Win weakly smiles and stands up very slowly, showing that he is having 'difficulties'. Dr. Chivaaree walks up to Win and holds him carefully before helping him inside the office.
His touch is enough to make Win let out a sigh of content.
"You seem to be pretty sick, Win." Dr. Chivaaree shakes his head and helps Win sit down on the bed. His feet dangle in the air as he admires the doctor from a distance.
Bright takes a seat behind the table and Win lets out a small and fake cough. "Yeah, doc. I've been coughing nonstop this week. So much that my damn stomach muscles hurt. And my chest." Win sighs dramatically and gives him a sad glance. He just wants to take his shirt off for Bright.
"Oh, that's pretty common for someone who coughs too much, you know. Too much coughing and shortness of breath can cause chest pains and stomach pains. You mind taking your shirt off for me so that I can examine?" Bright softly says and approaches Win before putting on his stethoscope around his neck.
Gladly, Win wants to say but he just nods and coughs another time before taking his jacket off and then his long sleeved shirt. He sits there on the bed shirtless.
Win's body is beautifully pale with no trace of tattoos. He wants to keep his skin clear of tattoos and he usually doesn't enjoy to tan. Dr. Chivaaree has seen him naked before when Win told him that his ass was hurting.
The boner Dr. Chivaaree was sporting throughout the whole session certainly did not go unnoticed by Win. He knows that Dr. Chivaaree wants him.
"Brilliant." Bright breathes out and grips Win's hips. He presses his long and icy fingers into the skin of his stomach while holding his hip with one hand. "Now, take a deep breath. Does this hurt?"
Win does as he's told and inhales and exhales deeply. "A little." He winces.
Bright nods and presses another spot right under his chest and stares at his eyes. "How about now?" Bright licks his lips and Win realizes that he is tracing small circles on his hip with his pointer finger.
"Dr. Chivaaree..." Win breathes out and as he does so, Bright digs his fingers deeper into his skin, making it actually hurt this time. Win winces for real.
"How dumb do you think I am, darling?" Bright raises an eyebrow and stares at Win's cheeks. His big brown eyes widen from Dr. Chivaaree's words. Bright chuckles and traces his fingers against Win's cheek.
"Pink blush, huh?" He smirks and wipes his fingers on Win's chest, letting them glide downwards. Win is breathless. He never got caught faking a fever. And it is so damn embarrassing to be caught by his doctor.
"Please don't tell this to mommy." Win pleads and hastily covers his cheeks with his palms. Now his cheeks truly are red from blushing in embarrassment. If his mum finds out, he'll get grounded because he skipped school today and the entire week.
Ole Opas-iamkajorn despises lies.
Dr. Chivaaree only chuckles and shakes his head. He spreads Win's thighs wide apart and stands between them, hands on his thighs and he gives both of them a squeeze. "Oh baby, you are such a naughty little baby boy, aren't you?" Bright scolds and Win pants as Bright caresses his cheek with one big hand.
"Don't you think I knew that you were faking it every single time. Always coming up with an excuse to meet me and touch your body. My baby is always so desperate for me." Bright growls and whispers in his ear. He grabs a handful of Win's hair and tugs at it.
A whimper and a gulp leave Win's mouth. "S-So... you aren't mad?" He timidly asks and tilts his head back as Bright peppers kisses all over his neck. Finally, they both have each other in a way they wanted to ever since the first time they laid eyes on each other.
"No, doll. I love how desperate you are for me. Trust me, baby. I have wanted to fuck this beautiful ass of yours ever since you showed it to me that one time. You remember that, lovely?" He teases and presses his forehead against Win's.
Win closes his eyes and breathes heavily, his fingers intertwined with Bright's.
"Please, Dr. Chivaaree. My ass hurts so bad today. Do you mind checking it?" Bright mimics Win's word exact and to that Win groans loudly from embarrassment.
"Stop it!" He whines and pushes Bright off, embarrassed of his deeds. This is the last time he is paying Dr. Chivaaree a visit. He gathers his shirt and right before he is about to put it back on, Bright stops him.
"Not so fast, baby. You're gonna be a good girl for Doctor Chivaaree and follow his rules if you don't want me to spill our secret to your mommy." Bright smirks, lust clear in his bambi eyes.
Win can't process Bright's words. He will not dare to tell this to Ole or else Win is dead. If his mother gets to know that he has been skipping school lately by pretending to be sick just to meet his doctor, she'll get furious.
"W-What do you want to do to me?" Win crosses his arms stubbornly, even though the nervousness is clear in his voice.
There is a sly smirk playing on Dr. Chivaaree's lips as those words leave Win's pretty little mouth. He grabs Win by the hips with both of his hands and lifts him up before putting him back to bed.
"Let's get you out of these clothes first, baby girl." Bright smirks and motions Win to lift his arms up.
Win reluctantly lifts his arms up, even though he can't help but feel flattered by the pet name. Being Win Metawin, he pretends to become hard to get.
"Don't call me a girl. I'm a boy." He scoffs as Bright pulls the clothes over his head. Bright merely tilts his head and tugs at Win's raven hair, pulling him closer before attaching his lips to his neck.
"Now you listen to me, Little Girl. Daddy does and says whatever he wants and whatever daddy says, goes. Is that clear, doll?" He growls into his ear and bites his earlobe. Win can't help but close his eyes in arousal.
"Answer me if you don't want Dr. Chivaaree to punish you any harder than he already is going to, baby." Bright demands and harshly sucks on Win's pale neck, leaving dark marks all around the pure and pale skin of his.
Win nods frantically and moans in pleasure from Dr. Chivaaree sucking on his neck. Bright doesn't waste a second to yank down Win's trousers and toss them on the floor.
Dr. Chivaaree detaches his lips from the younger boy's neck and smirks at him deviously.
Bright unbuckles his belt and wraps it securely around Win's neck. Win watches with wide eyes as his Daddy does the belt securely around his neck.
"You're gonna let Daddy torture your little hole while you take your punishment like a good girl, right?" Bright tilts Win's chin up and he nods slowly.
Dr. Chivaaree intimidates Win in the best way possible.
"Yes, Doctor Chivaaree." His words tremble and he lies down on his stomach with ass up in the air. "Fuck me hard, Daddy?" Win seductively whispers.
The bulge in Bright's jeans is bigger now and he slowly strokes Win's hair. "Oh baby, this is a punishment. You're gonna learn a lesson for lying to Daddy, kitten." Dr. Chivaaree smirks.
Win doesn't have a second to process before Bright grabs the belt and pushes two fingers inside Win's puckered pink hole. It hurts from the way it is done without any lube. Just be gentle, Win repeats in his head.
But Bright is far from gentle. He loves to watch Win suffer and get frustrated. "Suck on your thumb while Daddy fingers you, Little Girl." Bright demands before curling his fingers inside him, earning the loudest moan.
Win is never the type to question authority. He is obedient most of the time and he goes with whatever he is told to do.
So he starts sucking softly on his thumb as Bright eases a finger inside him. The moan that leaves the boy's mouth make his doctor so fucking hard. He fingers him dry and Win knows that that's his punishment.
"Keep on sucking on your thumb, little one." Doctor Chivaaree groggily says as he pulls out his finger. Win is so fucking tight and he knows that he needs to lube his ass if he wants to add more fingers.
"Tuck your legs up to your chest for Daddy." Bright harshly slaps the inside of Win's thigh, signaling him to do it immediately. Win flinches and lets out the softest whimper. He tucks his knees up to his chest and sucks a little harder on his thumb.
"Good girl." Bright smirks and the smirk increases at the sight of Win's stiff dick.
Doctor Chivaaree leans his head down to Win's ass and starts to spread his cheeks before he spits into it.
"Keep those knees tucked. If I see them fall down on the bed or if I see you stop sucking on that thumb, its not going to be fun for you, darling." Doctor Chivaaree narrows his eyes and Win nods. He wraps an arm around his legs to keep them from falling.
Bright gives him a lopsided smile and this time he pushes two long fingers in. They are in so deep that Win can feel Bright's rings and the cold metal feels so sensational while the fingers' movements are so painful.
"Doctor Chivaaree, please add one more..." Win begs and Bright is quite taken aback by the words. He doesn't know that Win likes this.
He adds the third finger and pump them all slowly inside him. He watches for Win's reaction.
"Found it, baby girl." Bright smirks as he finds Win's prostate and Win lets out different moans. Loud, long, even small whimpers.
Bright doesn't warn Win about the next move. He adds a fourth finger and now, it starts to get painful. He stretches Win until he can fit all four fingers. "Not enjoying so much now, are you kitten?" Bright shakes his head and he his erection throbs at Win's reaction.
"Oh god Daddy, it hurts!" Win wails and squeezes his eyes shut. With the pain, there is also pleasure and Win is trying to enjoy that small pleasure.
"That's the whole point of a punishment, kitten." Bright growls and adjusts Win's legs firmly against his chest. "Don't move those legs. Keep them there like Daddy told you and suck on your thumb. No more words, are we clear?" Bright strictly says with lust clear in his now black eyes.
Win nods before adjusting the belt around his neck and sucking on his thumb.
Like a good little boy.
Win realizes that Bright has slowed his pace down and he leans his head to the side to see Bright, only to see a cruel smirk plastered on his lips.
Win doesn't realizes what is going on until Bright adds his thumb, too. And that it is. Win ends up screaming from the pain as Bright pushes his entire fist inside his ass. "Surprise, baby doll." Bright chuckles and presses a hand over Win's mouth and the other hand continues its work.
The walls are thick here so pretty much no one can hear Win scream. Win has stopped sucking on his thumb because of Bright's hand over his mouth. He struggles but he knows that Bright is going to get what he wants.
After what feels like ten minutes, Bright pulls out his fist and Win is pretty much numb now. He sees stars and his breathing is heavier than ever.
"You can put your legs down now, baby." Doctor Chivaaree says as he walks to the small sink at the corner. "But lie there. Don't get off the bed."
Win knows that its still not over. This has been the longest visit ever. At least it feels like it. Win puts his legs down and sucks on his thumb while fumbling with the belt around his neck. The leather feels so weird wrapped around his skin but he likes the feeling. He can't ignore his aching bum and how much its hurting now.
Doctor Chivaaree comes back after thoroughly washing his hands. "Oh you look so innocent like this, kitten..." Bright admires the view of Win sucking his thumb, fumbling with the makeshift collar and his wide brown eyes staring up at Bright.
"Too bad you aren't that innocent." He shrugs and chuckles grimly. "Anyways, we are ending this punishment as soon as this is over, alright?" Bright asks and Win nods, curious of what is coming next.
Bright grabs the belt and forces Win to sit up. When Win is seated, he gives his the signature smirk. "You are going to touch yourself without coming. Can Daddy's princess do that?" He coos and pushes a bit of his raven hair back from his forehead. He scans Win's face and sees just how captivating and beautiful his face truly is. Even though he is a teenager, he doesn't have a single pimple. His cheeks have a natural red glow. So fucking pretty.
Win feels so damn tired, but he nods for his doctor. He starts to slowly stroke his member and stares up at Bright for approval. Bright nods in encouragement and watches as Win's dick hardens again.
"Stroke it harder, princess." He demands in a raspy voice and licks his lips.
Win starts stroking it harder and soon, the pleasure starts kicking in. He closes his eyes and Bright leans his face down to kiss the younger boy's lips. The kiss is heated and filled with passion. Its messy but exactly the kiss Win wants. And needs.
"Wrap your whole hand around it. Pump it harder." Doctor Chivaaree instructs and Win quickens his pace. He starts to moan louder, but Bright tugs at the belt as a reminder to stay quiet. Win presses his hand against his mouth and pants loudly as he jerks off.
"Imagine, sweetie." Bright leans down to Win's ear and kisses the shell. "Imagine me fucking you against the wall. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Y-Yes, Doc-Doctor Chivaaree." Win moans and jerks off the thought. Oh, he would love that more than anything.
"Imagine me choking you while doing so. With both of my huge hands, I'd slap your ass and claim you. Because you're all mine. Daddy's treasure." Bright continues to whisper into Win's ear.
Win is close. He can feel it. It is so fucking close and all he wants to do now is to cum. Bright tugs at the belt and presses a hard kiss on his temple.
"And I'd make you scream so fucking hard. Who's your Daddy, Win?" Bright growls loudly and plays with on of Win's nipple.
Win swallows his whimpers and tilts his head back. "You are, Daddy."
"Louder!" Bright doesn't even care anymore if anyone hears. He wants people to hear that Win is his.
"YOU are, Daddy! Fuck, I belong to you." Win cries and starts to pump even faster. His wrist gets tired, but he continues.
"Damn right you do. Daddy's princess." Bright grimly says. He notices that Win is close and Win feels the butterflies in his stomach. He is going to cum any second now.
Bright gently grabs Win's wrist and removes it from his length. Win opens to eyes in realization and whines before trying to touch himself again. But there is no use. Bright's grip on Win's wrist is too strong. Its so fucking frustrating.
"You're such a good girl for Doctor Chivaaree." Bright chuckles and carries a grumpy Win off the bed, peppering his face with kisses.