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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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Are you comfortable writing doctor( the character as the doctor) x reader nsfw stuff?( it’s medical play basically) It’s okay if you’re not comfortable, i respect the right to accept or deny requests as per your thoughts on this topic. And if you do write for it then can you do it for ran it benkei?

YES I AM COMFY WITH THIS... hopefully I did this right? It's hella long for each one, but the plot unfolds and is worth it!

The Doctor Will See You Now: Ran Haitani / Keizo Arashi x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.8k

tw: nsfw

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Ran Haitani - The Plastic Surgeon

"You want a breast reduction?"

You clutch your hands in your lap and nod, looking at the handsome, short-haired medical professional across you. His white coat proclaims "R. Haitani" in a purple serif font that matches his hair color, but you're not amused by that. You've seen his Instagram; this is the least of your concerns. If you could even call them that.

"Why?" He taps his pen against his cheek, and you sigh, clenching your jaw. "Let me guess. Your lover said something about them being 'too big.'" You look up and catch his eyes, a knowing look lingering behind them. "I've been in this business for almost a decade. I know a forced surgery when I see one." Ran stands and adjusts his lab coat before beginning his trek over to you. He sits on the edge of the desk and faces you, his eyes roaming up and down your physique.

"Let me see them."

Your lips part in shock, but Ran remains still, the pen in his hand now tapping against his thigh. "Go on. Take your top off."

"It's a dress," you murmur, standing to your feet shakily and unlacing it from behind. The dress falls open, and for a moment, you consider unhooking your bra.

"I'll help you." Ran walks around to unhook your bra, his fingers warm against your cold skin. The bra falls to the ground soundlessly, and you stand in the middle of the surgeon's office, bare except for your underwear. The plastic surgeon returns to look at each breast, taking your right one in his hand and cupping it lightly. You shiver at his touch, and your nipples perk up, showing off your obvious arousal. "You don't want a reduction, do you?"

"Not really," you admit, looking down at your feet.

"Then I can't perform surgery on you. It's an elective surgery, so I can't do it without your desire unless your quality of life will be impaired."

"But my boyfri--" Ran frowns, searching your face again.

"Is he in the waiting room?" You nod silently, looking the surgeon in his eyes. "I'd like him to come and speak with me. Will you go get him?"

"What will you tell him?" you wonder, redressing reluctantly.

"I'll tell him what he needs to hear. It's only right." You get your boyfriend and usher him into Ran's office, trying not to seem anxious.

"I just wanted to talk with you about care since you're her boyfriend," Ran offers politely, motioning toward a seat across from his desk. "Do you two live together?"

"Not yet," your boyfriend answers. "We'll be getting a house soon, though."

"With your money or her money?" Your boyfriend's eyes flash, but ran holds up his hands. "I'm just trying to determine who the primary payer will be for this operation."

"Her money," the man answers glibly. "She makes a ton of money with her new job." Ran nods, placing his chin on his laced-together fingers.

"Will you be able to care for her for up to four weeks post-op?"

"Like, round-the-clock care?" Ran nods slowly. "I... I have things to do, you know. Might have to hire someone." The doctor gets up from his seat and walks over to your boyfriend, just like he did to you before, sitting on the edge of his desk. But this time, he doesn't have a pen in his hands.

"You're willing to pay out of pocket for a nurse?" Before your boyfriend can answer, Ran grabs him by his shirt front, glaring at him while he hisses, "With your money?" Your boyfriend stammers a shoddy response, to which Ran responds by backing him against the office door.

"Give me her keys."

"W-what?" Slap.

"Her keys, you leech!" Shaking fingers produce your car keys, your apartment keys, and a single mailbox key. "Tell her 'thank you' for putting up with your bullshit." Your boyfriend glances at you, a plea to help him hidden behind his eyes, but you just stare at him wide-eyed.

"Say it!"

"T-thank you for putting up with my b-bullshit, y/n!"

"Tell her you'll never bother her again!"

"I'll-I'll never bother you again!"

Ran lets the man go, then returns to his desk after handing you your keys. "I'll have the front desk call you an Uber back to your place. Now get the fuck out of my sight."

"I'll... I'll sue you for this," the man barks, shaking furiously against the wall.

"Who would believe you?" With those four words, your now ex-boyfriend scrambles out of the room and leaves the two of you alone. Ran sighs loudly, pressing his fingers to his temples. "His breath reeked of booze."

"Thanks," you whisper meekly. "No one's ever--"

"Think nothing of it." Ran slides you his card, suddenly recovered from his headache. "Call me sometime. I'd love to take you out now that you're single."

You think the desk is comfortable with your legs wrapped around your white knight. "S-sorry," Ran mutters in your ear, his hips stuttering as his desk shakes. "Couldn't wait until the end of the day."

"Wanted me so bad, huh?" Ran licks down your chest, stopping to appreciate your breasts with little kisses and hickies left over your flesh. "We had dinner planned--"

"I'll have to reschedule the reservation..." Ran's eyes glance at the clock but then return to your face. "No harm, no foul, eh?"

"Just keep fucking me," you urge him, feeling his cock twitch inside you when you clench around him. "Feels so damn good."

"Glad you didn't get that breast reduction," Ran hisses, nuzzling one of them carefully. "They're so divine. Like pillows." He places your nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue over it while sucking as hard as possible. "And so sensitive..." As if to demonstrate, Ran lightly bites the nipple before licking it to ease the pain. "You're a fucking goddess."

Keizo Arashi - The General Surgeon

"Well, if it isn't my frequent flyer," Keizo Arashi muses, flipping the charts in his hand. "What brings you in here this time, missy?"

"Got a little cut here," you admit, showing the buff man your hand.

"Looks like you need some stitches," he answers, turning your hand to and fro. "How'd you get this one?"

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you." Keizo chuckles, shaking his head and writing the injuries down on the papers before turning around.

"I'll be right back. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone."

"No promises!" you yell after him, smirking. Being the town's local idiot wasn't so bad. You think about all the times you've stumbled into Keizo's domain with a flesh wound, only for him to sew you up and send you back into the world with an admonishment or playful remark about your tool handling.

"You need to invest in better gloves," Keizo murmurs as he wanders back into the room, holding his suture kit with both hands. All these years, you'd wondered how the giant man had such dexterity with a needle, but your question had been answered simply with "he just does." "Or invest in less dangerous glass."

"Hey," you counter, holding your uninjured hand up. "I didn't hurt both this time."

"Glad for it," Keizo quips, looking at your injured hand and holding it in his palm. "I would hate to be the one that has to wipe your ass."

"You're an asshole. You don't even come by to see what I make with my hands."

"I don't like seeing trash, is all." He applies some antiseptic, which makes you hiss. "Lords knows what you do with your hands all day."

"I'll show you what I can do with my hands," you snap. Keizo looks up at you with his ice-blue eyes and smirks.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Not like that." But you're not so sure. Keizo takes the needle out, and you turn away, trying not to pale. It's no secret that you two flirt non-stop when you're in the same area. It's been a thing for years but has yet to come to fruition. Not into a full-fledged relationship, at least.

"Still afraid of needles..." He chuckles as you tense up, squeezing your eyes shut. "You'd think after being her two-hundred-and-one out of the three-hundred-and-sixty-five days of the year, you'd get over your fear."

"Exposure therapy doesn't work on me."

"Obviously." The silence grows as Keizo continues his sewing. You're thankful you can't feel it, but part of you wants to glance at your wound anyway. "Done." You look at your hand and see it's been sewn up neatly. "Won't leave a jagged scar or anything. Now let me bandage it up and get you out of here."

"How many days until I can--"

"Not until you get those stitches out."

"But I have--"

"And I have other non-repeat offenders in my lobby. But here we are."

"Kei." The sound of his nickname makes him pause as he washes his hands. "You'll come by to help me, won't you?"

"Stained glass isn't my thing anymore, y/n." You pout as he turns around, wiping his hands with a paper towel. Keizo sighs, tossing the paper into the trashcan before putting his hands in the pockets of his mint green scrubs. "I'll come by on the weekends. But you owe me."

"Yay!" You hop down from the gurney and place your arms around him before kissing his cheek. "You're the best surgeon around."

"The only surgeon around."

"Mind if I repay you right now?" Keizo's eyes flick from the open door to you, and he exhales sharply, a smile tugging at his lips.

"What're you thinking?"

"Close the door. Let me do the honors of helping you... relax."

"No hands."

"Scout's honor." Keizo closes and locks the door before leaning against it and cooking his finger at you. He fishes his cock out from his pants and fists it, showing off his erection. You get on your knees and lick up the base of his cock, following the sound of his sighs and moans while you lick the tip repeatedly.

"That's my girl..." Keizo leans back and places a hand on your head, guiding you as you suck his cock. "So good at this. Why'd we ever stop?"

"Med school," you answer with a mouthful of his dick. Keizo grunts, lacing his fingers through your hair.

"Damn." You finally manage to get most of his cock down your throat when he grabs your head with both hands and begins to fuck your face. Saliva coats his dick liberally, and you feel tears leak out of your eyes, each one running down your pretty face. Keizo looks down at you and pants softly, listening to your gagging noise with pleasure. "Should've been a dentist so I can say I'm giving you an oral exam, huh?"

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sakumz · 1 year

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𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ n. arashi x gn reader ]

warning❗: slight ooc

genre 𑁍 : fluff

wc ⚘ :ㅤ

a/n ꕤ :ㅤ𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒𓂃𓈒

" the idol, y/n... I'm pretty sure I did hear that name somewhere before, " izumi hums as arashi continues to scroll through her feed, showing izumi random stuff she could find as both of them got ready for their photoshoot.

" that idol is making their debut in modelling, as said in this post and they're cute! I can't wait to meet them, " arashi says as izumi side eyes her.

" please don't tell me, you fell for them just by stalking their instagram. "

" of course not, "

as both idols left the dressing room in the outfits they were meant to wear for the shoot. they caught sight of you, wearing a similar outfit. well the outfits were all probably meant to match since its under a theme. arashi can't help but feel star struck upon seeing you do your thing, from the cute little winks to smile. you're just adorable in her eyes.

" we're done with your shots! would you like to see them? " the photographer says as you leave the spot to skip over to the area with many cameras, lights and laptops.

you can't help but let a little smile crawl up your face as you look at your work of art. you're satisfied after all, hoping your fans will like your works as much as you did. continuing the small conversation you're having with the staff, you and arashi made eye contact as she was having her shots taken.

" hey newbie, " a certain gray hair man calls as he stood next to you.

" uh izumi sena, right? " you extend your hand out for a shake as he stares at your hand in disgust, arashi internally crying as she watches the exchange from afar while her shots were still getting taken.

" what am I, a dog? " he snickers as you retract your hand, looking elsewhere from the man. you couldn't help but pout at his words.

" just kidding, hahaha. anyways my friend over there thinks your cute, " he says as he ran towards arashi to push her out of the area where her shots her taken.

you can't help but laugh at the action, arashi looking towards you as a smile crept back up her features. you sound lovely and still cute to her. hearing the snap and flash of a camera, the idol couldn't help but turn to look at the camera. only to glare at her friend, holding the camera close to himself as he was the one who took her photo using one of the cameras.

" come over here, " izumi demands as you rush over.

" that's the face of a love struck person, " izumi says as he shows you the photo of arashi he took.

" well this love struck person is pretty adorable, " you say as arashi comes towards you two.

" hear that arashi? they think you're adorable, " izumi turns to look at his friend. coming face to face with arashi as she peeks over izumi to look at the photo.

" of course I'm adorable. I'm an idol and a model, you know, " arashi states the obvious as izumi deadpans.

" you're adorable too, y/n! " she gushes as she takes hold of both of your hand. izumi sighing at the sudden attitude.

" t-thank you, "

" we should hang out sometime, you're a natural at modelling. your smile is contagious, " hearing the compliment, you can't help but blush.

" yeah sure, let's visit a cat cafe if you're okay with it, " arashi agrees.

" get a room you two, " izumi huffs.

both arashi and you turned to stare at the man. ready to bully him for all his comments and complains for the day.

#ensemble stars x reader #sakumz.pdf #ensemble stars #enstars x reader #esworks #arashi narukami x reader

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