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Hai! Can u do an Edward Richtofen x reader where the reader is a trans woman? It could either be fluff, smut or both. Thank you! :]

[Sorry this one took a bit, I had a little too much fun writing it... this first part is over 3000 words >_<]

Medicinal Misunderstandings

Part 1

[Primis Edward Richtofen x amab reader smut (with plot)]

[⚠️Warnings⚠️]

[Amab reader]

[Feminine pronouns]

[Swearing]

[German]

[Mentions of insecurities]

[Mentions of passing out]

[Mentions of injury and illness]

[Misunderstanding and miscommunication]

[Fluff]

[Smut 18+ only]

[Oral s*x]

[Handjob]

[Teasing]

Hearing his heart pounding in his ears, eyes darting from side to side, Richtofen began to accept his fate. This was it for him. His numb hands tried to clutch his slashed side, the blood loss in his appendages made them weak.

Edward began to remember how he fell into this situation, he was foolish to go alone. Foolish to storm away from his teammates.

“Töricht-! Verd*mmt!”

Eyes desperately flickering from door to door, for any sign of life or lack thereof. The vision of the beaten walls began to blur with his movements, the lids of his eyes grew heavy and hard to keep open.

“Bitte, Edward, so nicht- bitte-.” His voice, strained between the shallow huffs of his breathing. He spoke as though he was praying, attempting to keep his semblance of fleeting consciousness.

His eyes began to close as his vision faded out, in his last moments he saw a figure stumble into the room.

Edward's hearing was the first sense he regained, hearing people talking, though they were muffled and distorted. He was not even capable of distinguishing the voices of the people surrounding him or perhaps he didn't know them.

The bright flickering of the dying fluorescent bulbs above him, dug into his eyes when he had regained enough strength to open them. Edward's hands flew to his face covering his burning eyes, a hissing sound leaked from his mouth.

The sound earned the attention of those around him, two men quickly glancing toward him. Both startled, yet slightly relieved. As Edward sat up, his mind moved even as his body did not, a swaying sensation came over him. The rhythmic beating of his heart filled his ears, “ugh, Sch*iße-!”

A hand flew to his mouth, he gagged, one of the two men kicked a blue bucket closer to him. Richtofen found it, vomiting into the small bucket, “When smarty gets back let's ask her if that means we can kill him.”

The voice earned Richtofen's attention, lifting his head, eyes meeting with the two men. One had a pistol drawn, the other held a knife extended in his hand.

“Nein, bitte…” Edward paused at their confusion, “Please, you don't want to kill me.”

“And why is that?” The man with the knife spoke up, stepping closer to the doctor.

“Finn, wait, let's wait until (y/n) gets back…”

The man holding the knife began to back away, locking eyes with his teammate, nodding slightly, eyes tracing back to Richtofen.

“How many allies do you have?” Richtofen asked, laying back against the cold cot he was laid on. A hand found his chest feeling his rough heartbeat, his white button up opened, exposing his pale torso.

“Just us and-”

As if his words had summoned you, you entered the room, closing the door tightly behind you. Breathing heavily, a cut on your upper arm oozing deep red blood, you bared your teeth when you turned.

Grabbing the wound, your face clenched together in pain, “F**k!”

“Hey, hey, What'd you do?” Finn, your teammate with the knife, ran to your side, “What happened?”

“Couldn't find anyone else -except for more creeps, ran into a wall -tryna get away… Pulled the cut, sleepy gave me, open.” your words were rushed, to match your breathing, you winced as you removed your hand.

Finn glanced back to Richtofen, who was now sat upwards on his cot, “Well, sleepy is awake… and I think European. Not quite sure what his first language is, though.”

“Anything I should take note of about the sleepy European?” You said, your eyes finding his own.

“When he first came to, he threw up… Does that mean he's infected?” The man with the gun asked, keeping an eye on Richtofen.

“No. No, Al, that's semi-normal for fainters. Saw it alot back at the hospital.” your eyes closed in on the German, he was still woozy from coming to, not so long ago, “Were you out there by yourself for a reason, sir?”

“I just got separated from mein own team, tell mich, how did I get here?” Richtofen asked, glancing back at the gun, your teammate, Al was holding.

“Miss smarty, right here, found you passed out and brought you back here. She used to be a Doctor, before, well, all of this.” Finn patted you on the back.

Your pained demeanor faltered, for only a moment a soft smile took its place, “I really need to bandage my arm, Finn.” You said, moving away from his grasp, you offered the German a soft smile, “And get him some water it'll help him feel better.”

The German watched as Al rolled his eyes, mumbling something to himself. Before, begrudgingly, doing what he was told, bringing Edward a small canteen, “it's fresh, don't worry, we boiled it already.”

Edward nodded when he took the small piece of metal, only now realizing how dry his mouth was. Taking a swig, Edward felt the cool water run down his empty insides, the

feeling making him squirm, “D-Danke.”

“Of course, mr.-?” You paused, looking at the Edward quite quizzically.

“Richtofen. I am Edward Richtofen.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Richtofen.” You smiled, hand loosening from around the slash on your arm. Soft steps traced over to your small tin first aid kit, taking out rolls of bandages and gauze.

The three men all watched as you applied it to your hurt arm, the German's eyes followed up your body to your face as you bit your lip in concentration. Finn was the first to get the hint, rolling his eyes only to turn and leave the room. Al noticed his teammates absence and quickly followed, leaving the two of you alone.

“Eine… doctor?” Richtofen mumbled to himself, eyes tracing up your body, “that means you bandaged mein wound, ja?”

“Yes, that was me, why?” You turned away from your arm to shoot him a glance, “Is my work not to your liking, mr. Richtofen?”

“Nein- not at all, It's just, I never would've guessed…” Richtofen shut his mouth, worried to say anything else.

“Would've guessed-?” Your words ushered him to continue.

A deep chuckle fell from his mouth, “ich never would have guessed someone like you would have been such a skilled hand.”

“Someone like me?” You repeated, insecurities flooding your words, you bit the inside of your cheek, finishing your arm. The words you wanted to speak failed, you gave the German a quick nod, before walking out.

Richtofen watched, unsure of why your demeanor towards him had suddenly shifted, but the slamming door gave him the impression he had upset you. Left lying on the cot, while the painfully sharp feeling of the gash on his side seeped into his body. He could only cover his face with his hands, expelling a groan, “Scheiße, Edward, really?”

Edward was unaware of how long he had been left lying there alone, he had finally begun to drift asleep before the door slammed. The sound alerted him, he jumped up, pulling at the healing wound on his side, his hands quickly shooting to grab at the pain. The German looked up as he winced, “Thank Gott, you came back, mein pain is-” Edward’s words stopped seeing your teammate, Finn, eyebrows so closely knitted it looked as though they were connected.

“I'm not here to help you, Dumba**.” Finn spat, anger lacing his words, “what makes you think you can speak to her like that?”

Finn glared down at him, confusion taking over the doctor's expression, “I-I’m sorry? Was?”

“Don't play dumb, (y/n) told us what you said.” Finn lowered his face, getting incredibly close to the pained German. Richtofen's grimace, making the angry man smile, “your going to get what you deserve being a bigot after she saved you, you already cut her arm all up when she found you!”

“I injured her? Bedienen.. ‘a bigot’, I don't unde- I complimented her work-!” Richtofen defended himself, “und said, it was strange that such a young woman was such a skilled physician.”

“..No- you said ‘someone like her,’ you…” pausing, Finn gained a look of confusion. “you really weren't being a d**k?” Finn's anger melted away.

“Nein, I would never-...” Finn retracted at Richtofen's words.

“Well, you really hurt her feelings..” Finn said, backing away, “But I'll try to explain the miscommunication, it's been so long since we've seen her this happy…”

Finn's eyes dropped down to his feet, Richtofen nodded watching as Finn moved past him, leaving through the door.

“A bigot?”

Finn had tried to explain the German's words to you, but you did not care to listen, “his values are not my responsibility, I'll have him healed and then we can send him on his way, Finn.”

Your teammates eyes were full of sorrow as you pushed past him ignoring his words, “Y-You don't mean that-” Finn called out, his hand grabbing your shoulder, “It has been so long, since we've seen you this happy… it might have been when you first started transitioning, and I know that it is none of my business but-”

“Then why do you care so much, Finn?”

“Because I want to protect you that's all I've ever wanted.” Finn's hand slipped down your arm, latching onto your hand. His fingers rubbing soft circles on the back if your own, “and if that means helping you f**k this German guy, so be it.”

Your soft laugh brought a smile to your teammates face, “Fine, Finn. I'm listening.”

“He's just weird, he didn't mean to offend you, or at least that's what he told me.” Finn's eyes glanced up, staring at your own, “He's also in a lot of pain, right now.”

“Shit. I forgot I was gonna bring him medicine.” Your mind was suddenly returned, the level headedness you always seem to possess taking back its place. Finn watched as you ran over to a small table, picking up a small packet and your flask of water, “thank you, Finn, for everything.”

You made your way back into the room the German doctor laid in, when you entered he didn't look at you. He didn't speak. He just laid there. Pain had seeped into every inch of his body, radiating from the wound on his side, his hands grabbed at it, in an attempt to quell the soreness.

“Mr. Richtofen?” He didn't Answer.

You moved closer into his line of sight, his eyes squinting and face tightly together. His sad grey eyes traced over you once more, “Es tut mir leid, truly, I understand what you choose to do next.” You could only spare him a small laugh.

“Open your mouth.” You smiled as he glanced up at you, quizzically, you lifted the pill packet into his view.

His eyes widened slightly, only for a moment, filling with hope. He nodded, closing his eyes and opening his mouth, you dropped the pills on his tongue. Your hand found the underpart of his chin, carefully holding it as you helped him drink from the flask, he sat back with a satisfying “ahh” sound.

“I would also like to apologize, mr. Richtofen…” his exhausted grey eyes found your own.

“Was? Why?”

“Finn allowed me the knowledge that I had taken your words out of their meanings and it's something that I have always struggled with.” You looked back at him, “I'm just a little insecure about certain qualities I possess…”

“I don't see why, you should know you are incredible to behold, und mein heart beats twice whenever you send that soft smile my way.” He spoke, smiling, “aber I am so tired at the moment.”

You smiled, nodding, you crawled onto the small cot, Richtofen was surprised at first but slowly happiness, true happiness, had taken over. His small smile, grew as he rubbed your cheek, your hands found his face as well, pulling him to you. Capturing his lips in a heated embrace, a cascading moment of small kisses, breaking apart and moving right back onto another. His knee situated itself between your legs, he smiled, holding your body close.

The two of you drifted off like that, your head planted on his chest. His slow breathing comforting you, perhaps it was the connection or the safety of having another person there but it was the best sleep you had gotten in a while.

The morning rose and so did you, waking up and being met with the German holding onto you, tightly. His small exhales were the only noise in the room, you could only smile, it was perfect.

Small discontented groans left the germans mouth as you pulled away from his embrace. You tried not to wake him, yet he still stirred, grey eyes finding you. A small smile pulled at his lips, “Guten morgen, Frau doktor.”

You chuckled at his funny words, “Gesundheit..”

Richtofen shook his head, his small smile still present, “not quite.”

Your hands reached for his face, the pad of your thumb finding a scar on his cheekbone, rubbing the healed wound playfully. Richtofen's hand enveloped your own, pushing the palm to his lips, giving your hand a quick kiss.

“I'm very sorry that I was so cruel to you earlier,” your soft emotional smile replaced with a slightly more somber one as guilt pried into your mind.

“All is forgiven, you have been more help to mich than anyone has for as long as I can remember.” He spoke, leaning forward, his eyes staring into your own.

“I'm sure that's a fabrication, Edward.” You smiled at him, “still I can't help but feel bad.. Is there anything I could help you with before you're healed enough to leave?”

Edward's eyes widened at a thought, quickly as they did they glanced away from you, almost fleeing your presence. A faint hue of red dusts his pale features, “Nein, not really… Unless..”

Your heart skips a beat as he looks back at you, teeth gripping onto his bottom lip for comfort, “..Yes?”

“You do not have to encourage me, if you feel uncomfortable with my actions, please tell me..” With his disclaimer out of the way, he snaked a hand to your jawline, tilting his head slightly to stare up at you, “I have known very few people as affectionate as you, I enjoy it quite a bit… more than I thought Ich would. Und it is very likely we will not get another chance like this…”

“You want to have s*x?” You finished his words, his embarrassed demeanor deepened, only nodding as his face reddened much more, “I would love to.”

Carefully pulling away from his grasp, you slid off the cot, pulling his trousers down. Edward watched with unspoken prayers as you toyed with him, your upper half laid on the cot beside him. Your hand gently stroking him, small gasps and moans seeping from his mouth.

Kisses from your mouth trailed up his p*n*s, your hand finding his balls. He was interesting to jerk *ff, due to him being uncircumcised, watching as the skin pulled away from the tip and recovered it. Biting your lip in anticipation, “Ready?” You looked back up at him, who looked down at you with a soft stare.

“Bitte.” His word was strangled, but said with a smile and him closing his eyes lightly.

“I'm glad I could help… It would've been unfortunate had I been an unhelpful b*t*h.” You laughed, he opened his mouth to reply but your mouth found the tip of his c**k far too soon.

Richtofen's head tossed back as he released a guttural moan, “Nein. I do not care for that description-”

You pulled him out of your mouth, your hand pumping around him, “I was a little bit of a b*tch though..”

Pushing your lips back to his tip, you stared down at him, expectantly, “your actions were justified, you assumed I was being unhöflich.”

“Ah- Scheiße-! Even if you had been you're still a very kind und gentle woman-...” Richtofen's voice was clouded by pants and moans, his head laid back in ecstatisy, “Aber, you have to know that you are quite beautiful und very good with that mouth of yours- Gott-!”

You twisted your hands around the base of his c**k, while your mouth pleasured the tip. Taking him in your mouth slightly, your eyes wide as they stared up at him. His face a grimace of pleasure, made your own pants tight while you pleased the German.

He groaned out, his hips thrusting himself further into your mouth, when his chattering had died down you removed him from your lips, watching as he looked up to you almost immediately.

“No, no, no, don't stop talking now, mr. Richtofen, please-” You began to stroke his c**k, your hand pulling the foreskin back, the red tip almost aching for any kind of stimulation, “I love hearing that gorgeous accent of yours.”

His hips stuttered as you continued to pump your hands around him, “bitte, bitte, please, in den mund… Rein-!”

His whines echoed, sounding like music to your ears as you teased him, you licked a stripe over his c**k, kissing the tip. Your hand twisted and pumped faster, it was not long before Richtofen was only holding on by a thread. His moans and whines were silenced when he pressed his hands to his mouth, before a prolonged muffled groan was released. He hit his climax, evident by the white strands that covered your face, you tightly closed your eyes, the German spread out panting. You wiped your face, carefully, only to open your eyes and see him carefully observing you.

“Yes, Mr. Richtofen?” You spoke, quietly, moving to sit on the cot, “anything else I can help you with?”

“Nein, aber I want to please you now..” He said, placing a hand on your thigh, his hand inches away from the bulge in your pants.

You smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “That's sweet but I did just put your stitches in, it could be bad if they busted..”

“Es ist mir egal..” His hand rubbing the inside of your thigh, his soft and tired smile almost begging you.

“I don't know what that means..” You laughed, leaning down to peck his cheek, Edward's hands looping over your shoulders.

“Please… we may never have another chance like this..” His gruff whisper in your ear, was nothing more than a simple plea, a plea that elicited quite the response.

The quick turning of your stomach made you gasp out as his hand ran over your bulge. Your heart raced as he palmed you through your trousers, “Bitte, allow me this..”

A swear and a groan trickled from your lips, teeth sinking into the soft flesh to hold the others back. Edward's large, pale hands moved to unbutton your trousers, his neck craned to watch as he worked. Greyish eyes flickering from his hands at your crotch to your face, eyes closed and mouth whispering silent prayers.

“You look so wunderbar.” He whispered, his hand fully grasping your hard er*ct*on. Pumping slowly, he teased you, his calloused thumb rubbing small circles on the tip. You laid your head back letting out a gasp as Edward teased you. Your sweet noises mixed with the grinding of your hips against his hand brought a sweet smile to his lips, “So wunderbar.”

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