M's POV
I stood at the food stand waiting for my order. The grilled pork sticks seemed to be Oat's favourite. Ever since he saved my life I've been bringing him food when I can. My mind went back to that night, after I had been shot and when Gun had tried to turn off my air.
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I could feel and hear him gloating over me, thinking he had won. I heard a wheel turn and then a hiss. I wasn't sure what was wrong at first until it became hard to breathe.
"What are you doing?" I heard Oat call out.
Soon after, I felt the air return and then his hand on my wrist then forehead.
"He's gone Inspector, are you ok?" he whispered fairly close to me.
I was still too weak but I managed a slight nod, telling him I was ok.
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"Inspector! Inspector?"
I was startled out of my memory by the owner of the cart as she held out my order. Quickly, I bowed as an apology and thanked her for the bag.
Oat was at the hospital, as usual, he had just finished talking with a nurse when I walked up. She blushed at me as I approached them which made me roll my eyes. The nurse had been about to leave until she saw me walking up.
"Oh! Inspector M, you're back again. Are you here for a check-up? I can see to you, I'm single, I mean free at the moment," she flirted but I didn't pay her any notice as I held the bag out towards Oat.
"For me?" she asked, reaching for it, undisturbed by my silence. "You shouldn't have brought me food to thank me."
I moved the bag back out of her reach and then held it out for Oat again. She looked at him and then the bag before looking back at me.
"Is it for Dr Oat?" she asked.
I nodded as I smiled at him. Oat slowly took the food and bowed. The nurse didn't look pleased until something clicked in her head, or at least that's how it looked.
"Oh! This is to thank him for saving your life when you were shot. He wasn't the only one that saved your life that day you know, we all helped," she pouted at me as Oat started to look uncomfortable.
"I've already thanked Dr Fai, both she and Dr Oat lied to save my life. However, he also stopped Gun from killing me. This is to thank him for that," I told her whilst my eyes stayed glued on him. Though to be honest, with the amount of food I bring, practically every day, I have more than thanked him. This was all I could think of to see him again.
"Were you in the operating room when I asked him to lie to them?" I asked as I finally turned to her.
She bowed her head slightly and shook it.
"Did you help Dr Fai and Dr Oat lie to the Chief and Gun?"
Again, she shook her head.
"Did you alert Dr Oat that Gun was in my room?"
I think she was getting the picture as her shoulders slumped even more and she shook her head for the third time.
"Then what did you do that I need to thank you for?" I asked her.
"I helped keep you clean and dry," she said, her head shot up with a look that said 'that should mean something.'
Oat gave her a strange look.
"Nurse Jun, you weren't assigned to him. Why were you in his room? Did you neglect your patient's to tend to him," he asked her and this time when she bowed her head she looked truly sorry.
"No! I… I..." she couldn't think of a good enough excuse.
I should have felt violated, after all, I shudder to think what parts of me she might have cleaned and with what. A cloth or her bare hands?
"Can you go and give Mrs Khunakrit her medicines so she can be discharged please," he told her and she scurried off after a quick 'Yes Dr.'
"I'm sorry," he muttered once she was gone.
Chuckling, I shook my head. He looked in the bag and smiled at me.
"Grilled Pork, my favourite!"
His eyes lit up with how excited he was. I must admit I found it quite cute, like so many other things lately. Ever since he saved me I've started noticing the little things about him I hadn't before.
Like how he taps the pen on his bottom lip when he's concentrating, how his eyes light up around his favourite food and how he licks his lips after eating said food.
"You know she's right about one thing," he said.
I raised an eyebrow at him in question.
"I mean about only bringing me food, lots of people helped you and you've thanked me enough to last the whole year," his cheeks grew red as he blushed and I found myself smiling softly at him.
"Are you going to Dr Bun's and Mr Tan's engagement party tonight?" he asked after I didn't answer him.
With a smile, I nodded and his face lit up, so not just his food makes his face light up. That was something to store away, I wonder if I could make his face light up for other reasons.
"Really?"
I nodded again.
"Of course, after all, I helped with the proposal plus it's a free bar," I said.
"Should you be drinking? Have you finished all your medications?" he asked with a very cute worried expression on his face.
"Yes, I have finished them and been given the go-ahead to get back to work. Though, I am taking advantage of my sick days and taking a few more days off. It pays to know a doctor. He dated my return to work-form for the start of next week."
Oat pretended to look like he disapproved before laughing.
"I guess I will see you tonight then, thank you for this," he said as he left
I watched him go and smiled. Tonight, hopefully, will be a night to remember.
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Later that night, I walked into The Mist dressed in my usual black shirt, jeans and jacket. Unless I was at work I tended not to gel my hair so it hung over my forehead. The club was booked out for the private party which explained the free bar.
Bun and Tan were stood talking with Oat and Fai as I approached. The happy couple had matching dark blue shirts on, which had made me chuckle. I never got the whole 'dressing like each other' thing. Fai was wearing a red dress that I will admit looked stunning on her, but it was Oat that had me drooling.
He was dressed in a light blue t-shirt with dark jeans, the shirt fit snugly to him and the short sleeves exposed his slightly muscular tanned arms. He really looked like he put some effort into his outfit tonight. It had me wondering if there was a reason for that.
"M, we thought you weren't coming," Bun teased as he tapped my shoulder.
"Wouldn't miss it," I said.
"Help yourself to a drink," Tan said pointing to a table. "Let me know if you can't find anything you want."
I nodded at him and went to help myself, pouring myself a whiskey before returning to the group.
"To the happy couple!" Fai called as she held her drink out.
We all clinked glasses as we cheered and toasted for them. Fai was then pulled away by a friend and unfortunately so was I. When I made it back Oat was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Oat?" I asked.
Bun and Tan both looked around confused, I guessed they hadn't noticed him leave. I decided to go look for the silly little man. He wasn't anywhere on the main floor and upstairs was closed so I decided to check the men's room.
He wasn't in there either, I was about to go back to the main floor when a muffled sound stopped me. It was coming from one of the private rooms further down. I thought, like the upper floor, they had been closed for tonight, no one should have been back here.
I approached the door, just to check nothing was wrong. If it ended up being a lovers meeting then I would leave just as quietly so they didn't know they had been discovered.
"Come on Dr Oat," I froze.
'Oat?' Was Oat in there with someone. The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it. I didn't like the idea that he had someone as far as I knew and could tell he was single.
"I should get back to the party," I heard him say.
"Just a little longer, we hardly ever talk outside of the hospital."
That's when it clicked. It was that nurse I met earlier, the one who had cleaned me when I had been out. Nurse Jun if I remembered correctly.
"We can talk out there. I don't see why we have to be in here. Did you put something in my drink? I feel funny," he asked.
"Nothing big, just a little something to loosen you up. Inspector M was so focused on you this morning, I have to see what all the fuss is about," she said back with what sounded like a purr in her voice.
Without thinking I flung open the flimsy sheet that was meant to act as a sort of privacy screen and glared at her. Naturally, they both looked surprised to see me though Oat looked slightly relieved as well.
"Inspector M? What are you doing here?" Nurse Jun asked, looking slightly worried.
"That was going to be my question to you, Nurse Jun. What are you doing?" I demanded with a growl.
Oat was rubbing and shaking his head, I knew I should get him out of there but I needed to know what she had put in his drink.
"I... I mean we… We weren't doing anything wrong. Just getting to know each other a bit better that's all," she said, stuttering a little.
I levelled my eyes at her, it was the same look that could make even the hardest of criminals squirm in their seats.
"Then tell me what the 'little something to loosen him up' was," I ordered.
Her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open.
"Tell me!" I shouted angrily.
"It's no… nothing bad. Just an aphrodisiac, to make him…" she trailed off.
"Give me the vial," I held my hand out leaving no room for argument.
Quickly, she rifled through her bag and thrust the small bottle into my hand with a pout. I gave it a quick glance over before I told her that it will be up to Oat whether or not he wants to pursue a criminal case. I told her she better be prepared, at the very least she could lose her job.
Finally, I grabbed hold of Oat and wrapped one of his arms over my shoulders and one of mine around his waist. He shuffled his way out with my help, back onto the main floor. I told Bun and Tan, that he had a little too much to drink and that I would take him home.
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Since he was in no state to tell me his address, I figured it was best if I took him to my home. I had encountered this drug before, mainly with date-rape victims. Their drinks would be spiked and then they would be driven mad with lust. Nothing would cool them down unless they had sex to work it off.
I wasn't sure what it would be like for Oat as I had only encountered women who had been through it. However, I doubted it would be much different. I just hoped he had more control over himself to at least be satisfied with his own hand.
Once inside my place I left him on the bed so I could run the shower. Unfortunately, my place wasn't big enough for a bath, which normally suited me fine. However, tonight I could have really done with one.
He was still laying on my bed when I returned back to him. I managed to get him into the bathroom and decided against getting him undressed. I knew that if I took one glance at his toned physique, all hot and hard, I wouldn't be able to resist.
He groaned as the cool spray hit his chest and I had to bite my lip to stop a moan. Oat stepped fully under the spray and lifted his head. The water seeped through his clothes which made them see-through. I realised how pointless not undressing him had been.
I can see all the lines and contours of his back. He wasn't as muscular as me or even Tan but the sight of his body was making things very hard for me.
Oat moaned again as he turned and leaned his back on the wall. His hands started gripping onto his bulge through his jeans as he continued to moan. I watched transfixed as his hips started to move against his hand. Frustration etched his face as he wasn't getting the right stimulation.
So, before I could realise what he was doing and stop him he had his jeans open and both his jeans and underwear down at his thighs. His thick hard cock was stood to attention like a good soldier and his hand was stroking himself.
"M?" he said with a moan, after a few minutes.
It took me a few minutes to take my eyes off of his cock and realised that he had said my name.
"Yeah, Oat?" I asked.
"It's not enough," he whined as his hand moved faster. "I need… I need… I need more."
'More what?' I thought. Whilst, I was lost in my thoughts trying to think of what I could do to help him, he took his hand off of his erection and gripped my wrist pulling me closer.
I stumbled into him as he moved my hand to his hard shaft and wrapped my fingers around him. With wide eyes and a gasp, I watched as he used my hand to increase his pleasure. After a few minutes, I forcibly removed my hand and stepped back.
"Stay under the cold spray and use your own hand, I'll be outside," I told him in a rush before racing out of the small room and shutting the door with a bang.
With heavy breaths, I leant against the door. My own erection was straining against my jeans as I brought the hand, he hand used, up. Quickly, I shook my head trying to dispel the dirty thoughts racing through my mind and got changed.
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After an hour, Oat still hadn't come out of the bathroom. I was anxiously sat on my bed, my leg was bouncing away as I pictured him in there. Surely, he must have cummed several times. That should be enough to work the drug out of his system.
Just as I was about to go and see if he was ok, the door opened. A very wet, cold and shivering Oat came out of the bathroom. Instantly, I raced to get him a change of clothes and a towel. I turned my back as he undressed, more for my own self-control than his modesty.
Oat was quiet, he hadn't spoken at all. Not until I heard him move my covers.
"I think I am ok now," he said.
I turned to see him lifting the top blanket and moving away. He went to the sofa and started to lay down. I knew from past experience that it wouldn't be a comfortable night's sleep on that thing.
"Sleep on the bed Oat, I'll sleep there," I told him as I moved to take the blanket off of him.
He pulled it back and shook his head.
"No! You sleep on the bed, this is after all your house," he said.
To stop me from arguing anymore, he laid down, covered himself and then closed his eyes. The action itself left no room for arguments so I reluctantly turned the lights off and got into bed.
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A few hours later, I was awoken by a very unusual feeling. My body felt hot and there was a strange heat coiling in between my legs. Groggily, I opened my eyes and noticed a large bump that was slowly moving.
I turned my head to look at Oat and gasped before eyeing the lump again. The sofa was empty and as I eyed the lump I could hear faint licking and kissing sounds.
'Please, not what I think it is!' I begged whoever may be listening as I slowly lifted the cover.
"Oat!" I called out as my eyes widened.
Oat had my cock in his hand and was currently engulfing it in his mouth. His heat wrapped around me as his hand played with my balls. My body jerked as I watched his lust-filled gaze sweep over my body.
His other hand was currently rubbing up and down my chest. Pinching and flicking my nipples as he passed them.
"Fuck! Oat you have to stop," I begged as I attempted to sit up and push him off of me.
Oat clamped down on my shaft and gripped my hips, preventing me from moving or pushing him off.
"Oat, please!" I moaned as his tongue swiped around the head.
He smirked at me as he finally took my cock out of his mouth and licked up the full length. I knew I should stop him, should push him away, but the side of my brain that had been wanting this to happen for a long time was clutching on to this chance for dear life.
"Fuck!" I called out, as he stood, I realised he was naked and hard.
It was like in slow motion, I watched him climb on top of me. He straddled my waist and bent down. Our cocks rubbed against each other as he moved his hips. His face was an inch away from mine and his hooded eyes stared hungrily at my lips.
"Oat… Please… Stop!" I begged as I clenched my fists into the bedsheets.
His only answer to my plea was to push himself up, shuffle forward and line himself up.
"Oat!" I called out as I gripped his hips, trying in vain to stop him.
He moaned above me as he lowered himself, fully sheathing me inside him.
"Oh god!" I moaned at the feel of his tightness.
"M!" he moaned and I stared up at him with wide eyes.
Never before had he called me by my name unless he was saying inspector before it. The sound of my name coming from his lips in a moan was enough to finally break my control.
Quickly, I sat up and flipped us over. As soon as his back hit the sheets my hips moved. He moaned as he brought his legs around my waist. I sat up and unlocked his legs before spreading them further, so I could watch my cock move in and out of him.
"Fuck Oat! You feel so fucking good!" I moaned.
"Yes! Harder! Go faster! M!" he moaned repeatedly.
I did the opposite of what he asked. He groaned when I pulled out but then it turned into a moan when I turned him over to lie on his stomach before easing myself back in. His legs clamped together as I sat across his ass before leaning down.
Slowly, I started moving my hips causing him to groan in annoyance.
"M! Please.." he begged.
I smirked against his ear before giving it a little swipe with my tongue. Oat moaned again as he turned his head and did one thing I least expected. He kissed me.
His tongue swiped across my lips asking for entrance and I gladly gave it. My hands gripped both of his as we kissed, my hips continued the slow movements.
"Please what Oat?" I asked him once he released my mouth.
I licked and nipped around his neck, I didn't go too hard, as I didn't want a visible mark on him tomorrow. At least, I had enough sense to do that.
"Fuck me! Harder!" he moaned as he pushed his ass up more.
"As you wish!" I moaned into his ear before bringing my hips back.
My cock was almost fully out before I slammed back into him. Long hard thrusts were met with the most delicious and sexy moans. Soon, my hips increased their movements and were slamming into him.
"Yes! Yes!" he cried, like music to my ears.
"Fuck!" I yelled. "I'm close Oat!"
"Inside! Cum inside!" he ordered and fuck was it my undoing.
I came inside him after a few more thrusts. Oat cried out and his body convulsed as he came also, his hot white cum shot out onto my sheets. A part of me smirked with pride that neither of us had touched his cock and he came because of his ass being fucked.
However, I remembered that this wasn't actually Oat. This was that drug she had given him. Oat sighed into the pillows with a smile as he fell asleep. I went to get a washcloth and carefully cleaned him up. Seeing my cum dripping out of him should have made me hard again, but instead, I was wracked with guilt.
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The next morning I awoke before he did, I know it was cowardly of me but I wrote him a note and left. I really didn't want to see the look of horror or disgust or even anger on his face when he realised what I did. I was even disgusted with myself.
I drove around for a while with no real destination in mind. The roads blurred as I wondered how I was going to face him again. The knowledge that I had most likely ruined my chance with the one person I have liked since I was young weighed heavy on my heart.
Oat's POV
I gave a good stretch when I woke up, the bed was actually comfy, which I found strange. My bed was in need of a new mattress so I rarely got a good night's sleep. This was why I spent most of my time at the hospital, beds were comfier.
When I opened my eyes, the bright light of the room forced me to shut them again. My head was pounding and my eyes hurt like hell. Slowly, I sat up and opened my eyes, trying to adjust to the brightness.
Once I could open them fully I realised I wasn't in my room at all, I wasn't at the hospital either. I threw the covers off of me and it took me a minute to notice I was naked. My mind was drawing a huge blank as to where I was and what happened.
My clothes were neatly folded on the small dresser so I quickly got dressed and prayed that I didn't do anything embarrassing or that no one had been around to see. I was in two minds: I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to know what happened. As I moved, I wondered why my arse was feeling sore.
I walked out of the bedroom into a small living room and dining area. There was a small kitchen off to the side. A small note was on the table as I walked closer.
'Sorry, I had to get to work. Feel free to take a shower and get something to eat, M'
"M?" I said aloud.
"Inspector M? Is this his place?" I said as I looked around.
There wasn't much in the way of decoration to hint that anyone lived here. A few photos of women he didn't know stood on a small cabinet and a few plants were spotted around the area and that was it.
'Inspector M must have brought me home after I got drunk,' I thought to myself as I left, deciding to head home for a shower.
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"Oat, how's your head?" Dr Bun asked as he clapped me on the shoulder.
I was downing my second dose of headache tablets when he asked. He laughed when I groaned at him in response.
"How much did I drink?" I asked with a groan.
"Honestly, I only saw you have the one drink, but then you disappeared and then about half an hour or so M came out carrying a very drunk you," he said with a chuckle.
"One drink?" I said, trying to remember.
I knew I wasn't great at drinking but I was better than getting drunk after only one drink.
"Dr Oat?" We both turned to see Nurse Jun stood at the door.
She had a strange look on her face, almost like remorse. Dr Bun waved her in and a strange feeling started bubbling inside me. It was almost like I felt like I should be angry or annoyed at her but I didn't know what for.
"Dr Oat, can I talk to you privately?" she asked eyeing Dr Bun who took the hint and left.
She took the seat opposite me and a sudden deja vu feeling swept over me. It was faint but I had a feeling she sat down with me last night.
"Dr Oat? I…" she stopped as if she was unsure of what to say.
"Leave now!"
We both jumped at the sudden angry voice. Inspector M stood at the door glaring daggers at her. She quickly scurried off like an ant on a hot plate. His anger confused me as well as the blush I felt at seeing him.
"Stay away from her!" he ordered a little too angrily than he needed to.
"Why?" I asked, feeling confused.
"What do you remember about last night?" he asked after a sigh.
My forehead scrunched up as I tried to remember.
"I… I… remember being at The Mist. Talking with Dr Bun and Khun Tan then…" I trailed off. After that it was fuzzy.
"She spiked your drink," he said.
"What! With what?" I asked shocked, though it would explain the uneasy feeling I had earlier.
"That doesn't matter at the moment, try to remember. It's up to you if you decide you want to file a complaint about her," he said.
"Honestly, I don't remember anything else," I said.
"Try," he said as he stood. "I will come back when you finish work and we will talk about it then."
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Several hours later I was at home. Dr Bun sent me home, it was a fairly slow day so they could manage without me. He even suggested I have a drink if I wanted to try to remember last night. I didn't see how that would help but after hours of hopelessly wracking my brain, I was willing to try anything.
I had messaged Inspector M when I got home, telling him where I was and to come to meet me here. He asked for my address so I sent him it and popped open a can of beer.
After several cans, my memory still wasn't any better. So, I tried to close my eyes and picture that night.
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Inspector M and Dr Fai had just gone to talk to a few friends. I stayed with the happy couple until it became apparent that they were oblivious to anyone else's presence. I quickly made my way to the men's room to relieve myself.
When I came out, Nurse Jun was waiting for me holding two shot glasses. She was wearing a red dress, similar to Fai's but it was far more revealing. The dress came down to her thighs as her breasts were practically falling out. She looked vulgar and cheap, I had thought she was a good girl.
"Just the man I've been looking for," she smiled as she handed me one of the glasses.
Reluctantly, I took the offered drink and not wanting to appear rude, I thanked her before downing the shot. When I tried to leave she grabbed my arm and pulled us away from the main floor.
She dragged me into one of the private rooms and pushed me down on the soft seat. When I tried to get up and leave she pulled me back down and sat next to me. I could feel her pushing her chest into my arm and one of her hands was gripping my thigh.
"Come on Dr Oat," she said with a strange voice.
I was unsuccessful in trying to free myself from her grip. Whenever I moved one hand she replaced it with the other. Her hands also travelled across my chest and stomach, thankfully not going any lower.
"I should get back to the party," I said hoping she would let me go.
She shook her head at me and smirked.
"Just a little longer, we hardly ever talk outside of the hospital."
My head was starting to feel fuzzy, I couldn't focus too well on her face. My cock was starting to react to the feel of her soft body, but it felt wrong.
"We can talk out there. I don't see why we have to be in here. Did you put something in my drink? I feel funny," I asked after trying to shake my head clear.
"Nothing big, just a little something to loosen you up. Inspector M was so focused on you this morning, I have to see what all the fuss is about," she said with a purr in her voice.
Her voice sounded like she was seducing me but I could almost make out a little bit of anger. When he brought me the food and then asked what she actually did, I knew she wasn't happy. Even more so when I embarrassed her by asking why she was even dealing with him.
When the curtain flung open, we both turned quickly to see who it was. The action caused a wave of dizziness to attack me. I had to close my eyes quickly to prevent myself from throwing up, but when I heard his voice I was beyond relieved.
"Inspector M? What are you doing here?" Nurse Jun asked, I could hear how scared she was.
"That was going to be my question to you, Nurse Jun. What are you doing?" he demanded with a growl.
That growl sent a spike of heat straight to my dick. I never knew his voice could be so sexy.
I know he asked her what she had done but my brain wasn't functioning right. Inspector M made her leave and he carried me then…
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My eyes shot open, that's all I could remember but it was enough. She had been pissed that Inspector M didn't want anything to do with her so she took it out on me.
Knock! Knock!
Groggily, I walked to the door and let Inspector M inside. I offered him a beer and he shook his head. He seemed nervous as he took a seat. My house was about the same size as his, with one bedroom and a living room, dining room and kitchen all in one.
The only difference between our places was that mine was covered with photos of my family as well as a lot of comic books. Though I rarely got downtime when I did I often liked to read a few.
"How are you feeling?" he asked when I took the seat next to him on the sofa.
"Head is pounding but it's easing," I chuckled.
"Have you remembered anything?" he asked.
It almost looked like he was dreading the answer. Which I found strange, this had been what he had come over for right?
"Yeah," his face fell. "I remember her giving me a shot of something and then telling me she had put something in it to loosen me up. I think she did it because you seemed more interested in me than her earlier."
"Is that all you remember?" he asked and I nodded.
He looked both relieved and disappointed. Why? Did something else happen last night?
"That's good, erm, do you want to press charges?" he asked.
"Honestly, no not really," his eyes went wide. "Don't get me wrong she has to answer for what she has done and never do it again, but we are short-staffed as it is and she is a good nurse just a little too willful. Maybe we can get her to pay a fine and do some volunteer work or something to pay for it."
He thought over what I said before nodding.
"Ok, I should be able to enforce that," he said before moving to stand up.
Instinctively, I reached out to grab his hand and a spark of heat went through me as well as a memory.
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I was sleeping on his sofa or at least trying to when I finally pulled the thin blanket off of me. My body was heating up again and I could feel myself getting hard. It was uncomfortable.
Glancing over at the sleeping inspector, I stood up and walked to the bed. Slowly, I undressed as I watched the incredibly handsome man sleep. My cock twitched and a bit of precum was leaking out of the tip.
I pumped my cock and rubbed my chest as I watched him. Many dirty images flashed through my mind as he lay there. Eventually, I decided I needed more than just an image.
When I moved the covers I groaned, even clothed he was still fucking beautiful. I slowly palmed him through his boxers, it didn't take long before his long thick cock could be seen poking through the waistband. Careful not to wake him, I managed to pull his boxers down and completely off.
His cock was rock hard, I pulled it back with one finger before letting it twang back into place against his stomach. I pushed his tank top up to expose that beautiful chest before I moved the covers back over me. I fisted myself as I sucked him, he was big but I managed to take him all the way down. He tasted so fucking good.
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With wide eyes I looked up at Inspector M, his eyes held concern.
"What? What's wrong?" he asked.
I was too dumbfounded to process everything as the rest of the memory played out in my head.
"We... We…" I stuttered.
His eyes went wide and his mouth hung open.
"We… You…" I couldn't form words.
"Fuck!" he called and the memory of when he said it last night sent a wave of heat to my cock much like it had done last night.
"I'm sorry Oat. I tried to stop you. I really did, but it was the drug she gave you. It makes you so horny and crazy with lust that you crave it until you are satisfied. I assumed the worst was over when you came out of the bathroom and thought you could sleep off the rest."
He really looked guilty, I was still in shock.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't want it to happen but you were intent on having me. That's no excuse, and it wasn't your fault. I understand if you never forgive me and I am sorry. I should go," he said before leaving.
I was too stunned to move or even stop him. Once I registered what he said the part that hurt the most was when he said 'I didn't want it to happen.' Pain filled my chest as I realised that the memory of us together whilst I was drugged would be the only one I would have.
I've always liked him, at first I thought it was just a friendly type of like. Since we saw each other so often, I thought it was just that. Then after he got shot and started bringing me things I realised it wasn't what I thought it was.
I liked him more than just a colleague and a friend. I wanted him. When Nurse Jun had flirted I had felt jealous because she could flirt with him but I couldn't. I had no idea if he would be ok with that.
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The next day at work I felt even worse than when I was hungover. I had cried myself to sleep that night and then jerked off to the memory of his body slamming into mine whilst I was in the shower.
"Damn Oat, you look worse than you did yesterday," Dr Bun joked until he saw my face. "What's wrong?"
I decided to tell Dr Bun about everything, I needed someone to talk to and there wasn't anyone that I trusted more. He patted my shoulder sympathetically once I had finished telling him everything.
"I'm sorry Oat," was all he said.
I nodded, feeling worse.
"Since he was shot, he's been treating me really nicely. He said it was to thank me for helping him but even Nurse Jun noticed it went beyond that. When I remembered what had happened I didn't hate him, I wasn't angry at him. In fact, I was happy that it happened."
"What do I do now? I can't just forget it happened or go back to how we were before. Even though I know he regrets it, I know I don't."
"I'm not sure what to suggest to you, all I can say is maybe you should talk to him. Maybe he didn't mean what he said in the way he said it. I know him, I doubt he would have reacted to you the way you said he did that night if there wasn't something there," Dr Bun smiled before leaving me to think it over.
As I was thinking a small cough interrupted me. I looked up to see Nurse Jun stood on the opposite side of the table. I glared at her and she lowered her head in a bow.
"I'm sorry," she said.
'Sorry? As if that cuts it,' I thought as I stood and walked around to her.
"What were you thinking?" I demanded angrily, she flinched.
"Do you remember everything?" She asked and I nodded.
"I wasn't really thinking, I was jealous. I've seen the way Inspector M looks at you and…" she trailed off.
"...and what? Just because a man doesn't pay attention to you, you think drugging someone is the answer. The one he does look at? What kind of logic is that? You were jealous that he would rather look at me than at you!"
Her eyes went wide before they slid into slits as she glared at me.
"Inspector M has never looked at a man before!" she said through gritted teeth. "He was only focused on you because you saved him when he was shot, though it was mostly Dr Fai that did it. After all, you are only an intern doctor."
"That's where you are wrong."
We both turned in surprise once again to see Inspector M stood in the doorway. He looked drop-dead gorgeous in his uniform. It stung when his words replayed in my mind, but I tried my best not to show it.
"As you said before," he spoke as he walked up to us. "I had already thanked him more than enough for what he did. Yet I still came by, why do you think that is?" he asked her with a smirk.
I knew he was just saying all this to her and that he didn't actually mean any of it. However, the masochist side of me was clinging onto the words hoping to turn them true.
"Well... It was because… Well..." she couldn't think of a reason.
"It was because I wanted to see Oat! To spend time with him!" M said.
"What does he have that I don't huh? I can give you so much more pleasure than he can. I bet he's never done it with anyone or had a girlfriend before," she looked beyond pissed.
"Well," he said as he ran his eyes down my body, I tried my best not to react. "He has a lot of things that you don't. Some things are more important than others but one of the main things he has that you don't… is a conscience." He paused for effect.
"You drugged someone and god only knows what you would have done with him had I not intervened. I hate people like you the most. You don't get what you want so you decide to try and take it or hurt someone, like a small child throwing a tantrum."
He took a menacing step towards her and thrust a piece of paper at her. She grabbed it then gasped as she read what was on it before glaring at me.
"You actually went to the police? Are you a man at all? All I did was put something in your drink, nothing else happened. A man can't get raped by a woman," she sneered at me and my blood boiled.
I had actually asked Inspector M to be a little lenient with her, something I deeply regretted right now.
"Nurse Jun!" She paled as Dr Bun walked in. "Watch what you say. Inspector M was the one insisting on you being punished for your actions. Especially since you tried to attack someone he cares for."
I glanced at Inspector M but he was still glaring at her, my heart fell. Even Dr Bun is playing along.
"Dr Oat asked that you only be made to pay a fine and do community work so that you wouldn't lose your job. Since he recognises your skills, he didn't want to lose you as a nurse. However," he starts as he looks to the door and hers and my eyes go wide.
The director was watching us as Dr Bun smirked.
"I think it's safe to say that the fine and community service are the least of your worries."
"Nurse Jun, follow me," the director ordered as he left.
Inspector M stopped her just before she left.
"Oh and if you don't comply with that order you will be arrested," he warned her as she nodded, bowing her head in defeat.
After she left, Dr Bun smirked widely whilst Inspector M smiled, I looked away. I excused myself quickly, not wanting him to apologise asking if he said anything that was out of line or something. I wanted everything he said to be true but that wasn't going to work out the way I wanted.
M's POV
I watched Oat leave with a strange look on his face, he almost looked pained. 'He must really hate me!' I thought. Dr Bun then patted my shoulder.
"I know what you're thinking. He doesn't hate you, M," he said as if reading my mind. "I think you both need to sit down and be completely honest with each other. Tell him how you feel, you never know you might be surprised by his response."
I knew he was right, at least about needing to talk to him, but what if he was wrong about the rest. After all, he wasn't fully in his right mind. After work, I went over to his house. Dr Bun had told me he had gone home early, saying he hadn't been feeling well.
I was knocking for a good five minutes before he finally answered the door. His hair looked dishevelled and his eyes were red and puffy like he had been crying. From the way, his eyes widened at the sight of me he hadn't expected to see me.
"Are you ok?" I asked worriedly.
He nodded and wiped his eyes.
"Can I come in?" I asked when he hadn't moved.
Oat stared at me for a time before he shook his head. I sighed, I guess he wasn't going to make this easy.
"Please Oat, let me in," I said softly as I took a step as close to him as I could.
His eyes widened and I had to force myself not to smirk when I saw him take a big gulp. Oat quickly stepped away, almost escaping into his home and I followed.
He busied himself in the kitchen whilst I shut the door and walked through. I took a second to look at the various photos before stopping at the counter. Oat looked like he was doing everything he could to avoid looking at me.
"Oat?" I asked.
He stilled to show he had heard me but that was the only response I got. It had me wondering if he really did hate me.
"I'm sorry Oat," I said softly. "That night I…"
I what? Regretted it? No chance in hell was I saying that. Despite the fact that he wasn't himself, I have never regretted it. Hands down it was the best night I have ever had. The feel of his body, hearing his moans was indescribable.
"It's ok M, I understand. You only slept with me because of what she put in my drink," he said. "I know you didn't mean any of what you said to Nurse Jun earlier. You don't have to worry about me hating you or misreading anything. I promise I won't get the wrong idea and I…"
I didn't give him a chance to finish. I hated how defeated he sounded. Without thinking I grabbed his arm, spun him around and kissed him. I tried to pour everything I felt into that kiss since I was not so good with words.
Eventually, I pulled back after exploring his mouth thoroughly with my tongue. His eyes were hooded, his cheeks were bright pink and his lips looked swollen from my kiss. My cock jerked at the sight.
"No Oat! I didn't sleep with you only because of the drug. That drug made something happen that I have been craving for. You have no idea how hard it was for me, literally, to resist you that night. I wanted it so bad but I wanted it to be because you wanted me just as much as I want you and not because of a drug, making you crazy."
His eyes filled with tears as I stroked his cheek. A stray drop fell down his cheek and I swiped it away.
"You said you didn't want it to happen when I remembered," he asked me after a moment of silence.
I could have slapped myself right then. No wonder he thinks I didn't want him.
"I didn't mean the way it sounded. I meant I hadn't wanted it to happen the way it did, but trust me Oat, I wanted it to happen," I told him.
Oat nodded and gave me a small smile.
"Let me make it up to you," I said with a smirk before lowering to my knees.
Before he had a chance to register what I was doing I pulled down his sweatpants and underwear. His cock was beautiful even when it was limp, but it looked even better when it was hard.
I licked a path around his thighs and lower stomach whilst he gasped above me. His hands were gripping the counter for dear life when I finally took his slowly hardening cock into my mouth.
"Shit!" he called out with a moan.
I smirked around his cock and my tongue came out to lick along the underside as I took him in as far as I could. One hand lifted his shirt whilst the other only stroked and played with his balls.
"M!" he moaned.
My cock jerked at hearing my name. I pulled back and instantly spun him around and pulled his hips closer to my face. He gasped and then moaned when I took a playful bite out of one of his cheeks. I lapped at the area before nipping and licking a path around both globes.
"M!" he moaned again.
My tongue found its way in between his cheeks and to that sweet spot that had him twitching and moaning in pleasure. I swiped at the sensitive hole whilst I spread his ass cheeks wider to allow me to get closer.
I moved my mouth away and rubbed one finger around the puckered hole before slowly pressing it in. He hissed and I thought about stopping. My finger stilled inside him and apparently, he wasn't happy with that. He slowly moved his ass against my hand. I watched transfixed as my finger moved in and out of his hole.
Taking back the control I stilled his hips and continued the motion myself, before adding another finger. His moans were increasing in volume as my fingers ghosted over a certain spot.
Deciding I couldn't wait any longer I stood up, unzipped and pulled down my jeans and pushed my very hard cock into his ass. We both moaned. He felt so tight.
"Oat!" I moaned as my hips started at a slow pace.
I didn't want to hurt him but damn was it testing my willpower. My feet shuffled forward a little pushing him closer to the counter, his back was now pressed against my chest. I took the opportunity to kiss and lick up his neck.
"Yes!" he called out. "Faster please, M fuck me harder!"
"As you wish," I moaned into his ear before turning his head to kiss him as my hips started thrusting in a harder rhythm.
"Yes! Right there!" he called out.
My hips were slamming into his so hard as I gripped his hips. His hands grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me even harder into him. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer but, I couldn't stop even if I tried.
"M! I'm close," he shouted as he tipped his head back.
"Me too!" I moaned back.
A small part of me picked up on the fact that neither of us had touched his cock since I entered him. So, I felt fucking smug knowing that I was going to make him come just from fucking his ass.
"M!" he came all over the cupboard doors and I followed after a few more thrusts.
I pulled out and lowered myself to my knees again. My hands spread his cheeks as I watched white cum slowly leak out of his hole. I brought one finger up to push it back inside and he moaned.
"Fuck, you are so fucking sexy Oat. I have no idea how I am going to resist you every time I see you. I'll end up getting us both arrested for indecent exposure," I groaned.
Oat chuckled as he slowly turned around. I stood up and brought him into my arms. We kissed slow and easy, it was like we didn't have a care in the world.
"Does this mean I am forgiven then?" I asked with a chuckle when we eventually pulled back.
"There is nothing to forgive," he told me with a satisfied smile.
"Then…." I started and he quirked an eyebrow. "Does this mean that you'll be mine and we can do this again?"
I wiggled my eyebrows at him as his blush filled his cheeks with a pretty pale pink colour. He bit his lip and I really had to force myself not to groan. Oat slowly nodded as he met my eyes.
"Yeah M, I'm yours and we can do this as many times as you want," he promised before kissing me slowly and full of passion.