Medic had you pinned to the wall, sandwiched between it & himself. Your chin was barely touching his chest that heaved with each heavy breath, his body hair tickling your neck & jawline as his dress shirt hung open over his shoulders. Your hand tugged on his loosened red tie that was draped lazily around his neck to bring his head down further to you, to which he chuckled.

His eyes were half lidded as he took you by the hips & made your body pressed flush against him, & he leaned down to bring you into a messy kiss, one gloved hand behind your head. His tongue delved into your mouth & made your skin crawl.

He then pulled his lips back, panting softly. This man was hopelessly in love & utterly obsessed with you, & his voice was low & quiet as he spoke to you, gazing into your eyes.

“Meine liebe..”