check me up and check me out

Jymaiyri stood outside the door and took a moment to adjust her outfit before entering. She wore a robe of patterned silk that was far too fancy to be practical and, beneath it, the skimpiest underclothes she owned. Perfect. She could barely wait to feel Yeonaixho's hands all over her- running over her skin, feeling the softness of her silk panties, pulling them swiftly away so he could get to work. Usually, Jymaiyri liked to take a dominant role in bed- it was a dynamic she and Yeonaixho were both most comfortable with- but when he had suggested this, she hadn't been able to hide her elated interest. It would be her turn to be prettied-up, pampered, and pleased. Her turn to let loose fully and lose herself in pleasure. All possible because of a silly little pretend game they were playing. Because tonight, she wouldn't be herself. She wouldn't be Jymaiyri Ke Naido, level-headed leader and responsible pessimist. She'd be playing the role of a woman who wanted nothing more than to get fucked.

She knocked lightly on the door, and waited for Yeonaixho's soft, low call of "Come in." Within the bedroom, Yeonaixho had also gotten ready. He'd arranged the furniture so that a small chair sat next to the bed, so she could lay down while he sat in it. He'd dimmed the lights to a pleasant, cool tone. He'd even dressed the part- in a medical coat, ID-card lanyard, and a pair of useless, dorky glasses. He was adorable, in an incredibly sexy way. Jymaiyri smiled, and felt herself flush.

"Hello, Dr. Sehwolh." She stood at the door, holding onto her robe with a flush on her cheeks and warmth already coursing through her.

"Ah," Yeonaixho set down the clipboard he was unconvincingly pretending to read. "You must be Miss Naido, my next appointment. You're here for a full-body examination, yes?"

"I am." Jymaiyri nodded. It was hard to keep the eagerness out of her voice- even harder not to climb onto Yeonaixho that minute.

"Perfect." Yeonaixho leaned back, and gestured to the bed. "Please, come lay down."

Jymaiyri did so, toying with the tie of her robe. "Thank you, Dr. Sehwolh." She intoned as she laid down on her back. No sooner had she settled down did Yeonaixho lay his own hands over hers, quickly finding the tie of the robe.

"Do you mind if I remove your robe?" He asked. Even when acting, his voice was so gentle, so considerate.

"Of course not, doctor." Jymaiyri couldn't help but smile. "Whatever you need to do."

Carefully, but not slowly, Yeonaixho untied the belt and helped Jymaiyri's robe slip easily off her shoulders, revealing her mostly-bare body to the cooler air. The sensation of the silk slipping away, so soon followed by the firm press of Yeonaixho's hands over her body, excited something in Jymaiyri's skin, and deep within her.

Yeonaixho began running his hands over her body- starting at her shoulders and collarbone. "Did you have any concerns you wanted to address during this visit?" He asked, his voice low.

As his hands traveled down over her breasts- clothed only by a flimsy bandeau- and squeezed them, Jymaiyri breathily replied, "Oh, doctor-" She played up the tones of her voice, "I've just been feeling so hot lately. And so restless…"

"I see…" Yeonaixho put on a thinking face, and removed one hand only briefly to adjust his glasses. After giving her breasts a final, firm massage, he trailed his hands down lower- over her stomach and abdomen. "Let me know…" His hands trailed further down, brushing over her navel. "… when I reach a spot where this warmth is most prominent."

"Mhmm…" Jymaiyri replied, both as an affirmitave answer and as the natural response of her body as Yeonaixho trailed lowe and lower down her skin.

Finally, he reached the waistband of her panties. One hand played with the waistband, pulling it up and slipping a finger beneath. The other carefully dipped lower, in between her thighs, and pressed at her cunt through the thin cloth.

"Oh!" Jymaiyri let out a gasp, her back arching. "There- that is where I feel the warmth…"

"I see…" Yeonaxho hummed, drawing out the short statement. As he did so, and as he thought, he gently massaged her with his knuckles- just barely teasing her. "I think I've come up with a diagnoses for you, Miss Naido. But don't worry, I also have a treatment plan in mind."

"Oh?" Jymaiyri's breath was growing heavily. She could hardly wait to get all the words out. "And what mght that be, Dr. Sehwolh?"

"Miss Naido," He intoned, "You are suffering from a severe lack of bodily pleasure. There is only one cure for this ailment- to be fucked." He broke into a relishing, devilish smile as he said it.

"Well…" Jymairyi let herself ease into the bed, trailing a hand to Yeonaixho's. "If that's really the only way…"

"Allow me," Yeonaixho tucked his hand into the waistband of her panties and quickly, carefully, pulled them away. Jymaiyri relished the sudden coolness on her already wetting cunt, and relished even more the firmness with which Yeonaixho placed one hand on her inner thigh. The other found a place gently gracing her side. "Are you ready?"

"Yes-" Jymaiyri couldn't answer soon enough. "Yes. Please. Yes."

Yeonaixho smiled again, "Well, if you say so."

So swiftly, and so wonderfully, he slipped two of his wonderfully long fingers inside her, curling them up into her. Jymaiyri could not help but gasp again, and pulled her arm up over her head. As Yeonaixho began stroking her cunt, moving his hand deeper within her with each thrust, she moved in tandem with him, pushing more every time.

"Mhm…." He clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "You definitely need this. I can tell from how you're reacting. But, tell me, Miss Naido-" He pressed his thumb against her clit, "Do you need more?"

She gasped again at the sudden touch, and before she could answer, Yeonaixho was already running his thumb in wonderful circles around her clit. As a consequence, the fingers still inside her twisted in a delicious circlular movement.

"Oh, yes!" Jymairyi cried out. Her back arched. She couldn't get enough. "Yes- oh god- faster, please. Faster-"

Yeonaixho shook his head, almost chidingly- and Jymaiyri could not get enough. "You're insatiable." He smiled- but just as she had wanted, he started fingering her faster. He even slipped another finger in, then another. Jymaiyri pushed her legs further and further apart- giving Yeonaixho more room to work with and stretching herself out in a wonderful way- til he surprised her, and swung up one of her legs over his shoulder.

It was so amazing! So amazing, to let go of all her inhibition and let herself get mercilessly, completely fucked. Yeonaixho's hand inside her, pushing deeper and deeper at an ever-increasing pace. Her own breath, quickening at the same rate. Her heart pounded. Her legs began to shake.

"Ah- ah-" She cried out. "I'm gonna cum- I'm gonna-"

"Good, good." Yeonaixho hummed in a low, beautiful, gravelly tone. Still, he continued fucking her mercilessly. "That's what we want."

And, with a sharp gasp and a loud cry, she did. Orgasm rolled over and through her, envelopping her completely. Jymaiyri melted into the bed, completely spent and blissful. Ecstasy poured out of her, drenching her thighs, the bed under her, and Yeonaixho's hand. As she let the orgasm roll through her, Yeonaixho pulled his slick-wet hand out of her and wiped it clean, then brushed a hand towards her cheek.

"And how do you feel now, Miss Naido? Better, I hope?"

"I feel wonderful, Doctor." She beamed, breathless. "I feel amazing."