the surface of her
flesh and sensations becoming dramatically amplified.
Her breath caught as she felt the immediate sensation, and she
stared at him longer than appropriate. “Ahh,” she exhaled
finally, her lashes fluttering pleasantly, “That is such a
shame.”
Pulling the needle from her and putting it away he stroked her
arm, and it was as if her skin were aflame with sensations so acutely
pleasant they nearly transcended sexual intimacy. “It is
indeed,” he said, “though she is not the beauty you are,
my dear. So perhaps in a way, it’s fortunate she didn’t.
They’d not have turned out to have your beauty or intellect,”
he said, and perhaps it was the drugs, but that remark felt
remarkably more complimentary and endearing than it logically should
have.
Her lips curled and she could feel her body relax into the couch,
the sensation so pleasant all around her. Even the thick clothes she
wore were a delight.
“I can definitely say it’s working,” she mused,
sucking in another long breath as she felt her body excite at the
simplest touch of his finger. “How long does it last?”
“A few hours,” he said softly, “so it’s
best to enjoy while it lasts.” And he stroked his hand along
her arm again, the knuckles of his fingers brushing against her
clothed breast, “If only I had a pretty student such as you as
my wife. Or daughter even. What lovely fortune that would be,”
he remarked with a bizarre affection.
Her eyes fluttered closed and she could swear she heard herself
moan, though she didn’t entirely feel it. It was something
altogether new and tempting, and she vaguely recalled what she had
said to him only the week prior, goading him about exploring
pharmacology.
Licking over her lips she tried to smile, a weak, “Thank
you,” tumbling over her lips.
Her limbs felt weak, but she had no particular desire to want to
move those muscles. It felt so exquisite to just lay there and enjoy,
after all. The old doctors stroking hand caressing her dark curls and
cheek, “There’s so much enjoyment to be had here with me
in this department,” he stated softly, “especially for
such a beautiful, promising young student such as yourself, Eva.
Wouldn’t you enjoy that?”
“I don’t know I can be tied down li—” her
breath caught and her face grew so hot under his hand as the memories
of just hours below flooded her. She hadn’t had time to reflect
upon the exquisite evening with her lover in the wake of his wife’s
death, and it all came to her so quickly. The pleasurable sensations
of the drugs only made her feel hotter, and her lidded eyes stared at
the professor.
It was such a pleasant heat, stoked only higher as the doctor
touched her cheek and on down to her neck, skirting her collar as he
smiled. “Why tie you down when we can enjoy things like this?”
he asked, standing up and pulling his tweed blazer off, looking more
the thin man he was without it. “It’s warm in here, isn’t
it?”
She was so experienced with things like this that she had figured
out his intents, even in her drugged state. She likely would have
been more concerned, if the drug he’d filled her veins with
didn’t make it feel so pleasant.
Besides, she was warm.
Eva watched him with a passive interest, her skin burning under
her heavy clothes, and she nodded lightly, “I guess.”
Returning back to her he smiled and caressed her jawline, “Let
me help you out of that, hm? The two of us could be a great team
here, you know?” He began to slowly undo the buttons of her
top, his fingers so dextrous and nimble.
“Is this right?” she murmured, each brush of his
fingers against her shirt, flesh and blazer feeling so positively
delightful, all in different manners. It was an experience that was
beyond compare, even as she wondered at the wrongness of it all.
She wasn’t so much panicking, but she could feel some
tension tickle her spine as she watched him reveal her smooth,
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