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The first thing that Leon noticed upon waking up in a strange room with his hands tied up was that his jacket had been taken away from him. Only after that major disappointment did he take note of the large hooded silhouette that was looming over him and blocking off some of that harsh light coming from the interrogation lamp in front of him. Victor Gideon, Leon thought and shuddered, as the memory of being choked out by the doctor came rolling back to him. Leon had no idea how much time had passed since then.
After a while of them just staring at each other, the unnaturally tall man finally opened his mouth: “Are you here for me…or for her?” He spoke with an unnervingly soft cadence. Leon only glared at the doctor, having enough firsthand experience from these kinds of situations to know that it was best to just stay silent.
"Is this where I conduct my research?" Victor murmured as he invaded Leon's personal space. Aside from a few taunts from Leon, he hadn't gotten much out of questioning the agent with words. Leon wondered if he would now resort to using more physical or violent means of interrogation. It seemed plausible, considering that the doctor had grabbed a scalpel from a nearby table moments before. Leon grit his teeth, bracing himself for what was about to happen.
Leon couldn't stop the shudder that ran down his spine, when he felt his hair being brushed off of his face by Victor's large ringed fingers. The act was very gentle and almost intimate, definitely raising some red flags, and making the agent question the doctor's true motives behind this “talk” that they were having. Leon was of course no stranger to even the more depraved kinds of interrogation tactics, but he had to admit that this was certainly not what he had been expecting a moment ago. Looking at the scalpel that Victor was still waving around, he wondered if he should feel relieved that it was only Victor's hands that were on him for now. Still, he couldn't help but feel an uneasiness rise within him.
“Yes”, Victor breathed out as he circled Leon like a predator with it’s prey. Leon felt the heavy hand that had caressed his hair a moment ago fall on his shoulder. It felt abnormally cold against him. “Are the answers to your disease here?” Victor wondered and let his fingers fall into a circular rhythm against Leon's skin. The sensual way that he stroked the infection site on his neck definitely strengthened some of his earlier suspicions – Victor's motives were clearly rooted in something more than just scientific research. Or in other words – the guy was definitely a pervert.
The slow and rhythmic rotation of Victor's fingers didn't stop, but something made his attention turn elsewhere. "I’m sorry, but I'll have to confiscate this from you." he whispered, and before Leon had time to react, snapped the small knife away from Leon's tied hands. Leon didn't say anything, but he could feel his stomach dropping as he saw his only means to escape being taken from him. Victor had seemed so preoccupied with groping and toying with him, that Leon was certain he could have been able to cut the ropes on his wrists without him noticing. It seemed like the doctor was a lot more observant than he had given him credit for. Leon wondered if the strange visor that the man wore had something to do with his alertness and quick reflexes.
Victor took a step back from the tied up agent, seeming almost offended at the prospect of Leon trying to get away from him. “You know it won't do you any good to try and run away from me now”, he hissed. Leon had almost forgotten about the scalpel that the doctor held in his hand, before it was brought to his neck. Victor cut a small gash on top of where his infection was spreading from. Leon held his breath for a few seconds before he could concur that because he was still conscious and alive, the blade must have thankfully only grazed the top of his skin. The pain that radiated from the wound was nevertheless enough to make him grit his teeth and groan.
Victor observed Leon’s reaction carefully and hummed to himself. It seemed like he had calmed down about Leon’s failed escape attempt and wanted to continue toying with the man, or in his words “researching” him. The doctor's fingers were pressed onto the wound on Leon’s neck, spreading the blood around on his pale skin. The action made Leon let out another involuntary whimper. “Interesting…how much does it hurt, when I touch you here?”, Victor mused and continued probing the cut, clearly enjoying the reactions he was getting out of the agent.
Leon shot the doctor a mean glare, but didn't have time to say anything before the hand that had now been left to rest on his shoulder started snaking its way lower, towards the agent's broad chest. He clasped open Leon’s tactical vest and let it fall to the floor before squeezing his pecs through the tight shirt. "Don’t worry, this won't hurt”, he comforted. Despite the reassurance, Victor had brought the scalpel back to Leon’s skin. The sudden coldness of the now familiar blade against his warm skin made Leon shiver, but it seemed like the doctor truly had been honest about having no intentions to harm him this time. Leon's shirt was cut open with surgical precision, not leaving a single mark on the agent’s skin. Soon, his chest was fully exposed to the doctor.
“Try to stay calm now, I'm only doing this so I can examine you…” the doctor breathed out and Leon wondered if the soothing words were meant more for himself than for Leon. The doctor certainly seemed to be having a hard time keeping his composure. “Sure you are…” Leon muttered out in response.
Leon closed his eyes and turned his face away in embarrassment, feeling way too exposed. Victor used a finger to trace the spreading of his infection from where it had begun on his neck all the way down to his muscular pecs. So much for “examining” Leon though, as the doctor began to fondle him and toy with his nipples, his touch anything but clinical.
Victor kept one hand on Leon's chest as he looked down and licked his lips. "I must say, I hadn’t expected you to enjoy this so much, Leon”, he teased. The doctor's free hand landed firmly on Leon's thick thigh, squeezing it tenderly. The action made Leon glance down too, and that’s when he noticed the clear tent in his own pants. "Seems like you didn't expect it either." Victor chuckled.
Leon felt mortified. Sure, he was a busy man, which meant that it had been quite a while since he'd had the chance to sleep with anyone or even masturbate. But still, there was no way in hell that he was actually getting turned on by a situation like this. He was in pain and bleeding from the cut on his neck, while being violated by this abnormally tall man, who in many ways resembled a rotting corpse more than an actual human being. Leon clenched his jaw as he felt heat rise to his face, maybe the doctor wasn’t the only pervert in the room.
“Don’t be embarrassed, it’s only a natural reaction…it's good to know that your body is still working like it's supposed to.” The doctor murmured. Leon wondered if he should feel offended about the doctor taking special note of the fact that he could still get it up. Victor’s hand stayed fixed on Leon's thigh, gently caressing it with his thumb, yet still applying enough pressure so that Leon couldn't suddenly start kicking him away.
Not that that was something Leon was even considering right now. His thoughts were beginning to get hazy, and the idea of getting away from here and continuing on with his mission hadn’t crossed his mind in a while. Leon groaned again, this time not from pain, but because he felt the doctor's forked tongue circle around his nipple.
Victor lifted his head up with a grin and Leon couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at the loss of contact. At the same time, he felt himself grimacing at the sight in front of him. He could now see – and smell – the doctor's crooked teeth and that strange, snakelike tongue up close. Leon wanted to make a comment about his oral hygiene habits (or lack thereof), but he didn’t dare open his mouth, when Victor was already threateningly close to putting his mouth against Leon's. “You know, you truly are fascinating, I'm very glad you have given me the opportunity to study you like this", Victor purred. "Given you the opportunity? I don't think I had much say in this”, Leon quipped, but there wasn’t much animosity behind his words. Victor only grinned at that, before placing both of his massive hands onto Leon’s shoulders.
"Maybe we could take a little break from your exam? I could make you feel good, you know”, Victor whispered right into Leon's ear and pressed his knee up to the man's crotch. “I've dreamt of doing this to you for some time now.” His voice was dripping with need and Leon could almost hear him panting as he placed down a few, again, surprisingly gentle but sloppy kisses on the agent's neck.
The height difference between the two men was already big, but with Leon still sat on the chair, the doctor was truly towering over him. The way that Victor’s long snakeskin coat fell on both sides of Leon’s legs didn’t help with him feeling like the doctor was going to swallow him whole. He was truly at this madman's mercy now, and could only think about how embarrassingly horny this newfound feeling of helplessness was making him.
After a while of resisting, Leon just couldn’t stop himself from pathetically grinding his clothed cock on Victor’s knee. The action seemed to amuse the doctor to no end, which was especially evident from the huge bulge in his pants that Leon was finding harder and harder to ignore. The size of it made him wonder if the doctor even had a normal human penis, or if it was also somehow genetically mutated like the rest of the man.
They stayed like that for a moment, Leon still somewhat trying to stay still and ignore his aching erection, and Victor grouched over him, observing him keenly through his visor. “Would you be comfortable with standing up for me now, Leon?” he asked. Leon paused for a moment, before nodding and slowly getting up from the chair with slightly wobbly legs. Of course, with only his hands being tied together and not to the chair, he could have stood up at any time. And yet he had waited for the doctor's approval to actually do so. Sometimes Leon hated how much being told what to do by others suited him.
Leon's thoughts were interrupted by Victor’s heavy breathing in his ear. He had snaked his way behind Leon and was now grabbing the agent by his muscular waist and slowly grinding his erection against the man's back. He bowed his head down and whispered right into Leon's ear: “Yes…good job, Leon, you’re obeying me very well.” Although the doctor's praise went straight into Leon's already hard cock, he had to admit that he was starting to feel frustrated with the situation. “Just get on with it, I really don’t have all day for this”, he grumbled.
Victor didn’t waste any time upon hearing Leon’s complaint. Though he had already proven to be quite an unpredictable person, Leon was still taken aback when he suddenly felt himself get manhandled and slammed headfirst onto the nearest table. “Haah…Is this- still part of the experiment?" Leon breathed out, trying to catch his footing on the floor.
Victor didn’t answer, clearly not very amused by Leon's little jokes. Instead, he pressed Leon down by the small of his back, bending him over the table effortlessly. The doctor kneaded the flesh of Leon's ass through his pants for a moment, but quickly moved onto the man's front, giving his cock a firm squeeze before unbuckling his belt. It seemed like the doctor was getting seriously impatient as well.
Leon's pants and underwear were soon unceremoniously yanked down to his ankles. Leon felt somewhat self conscious, knowing that he was practically naked now, while the doctor hadn’t even taken off his own coat. He could feel Victor’s eyes all over him even through the visor that he wore. “Leon…you look truly delectable”, Victor murmured, his hands back on Leon's firm ass. Leon wished he could bury his face in his hands, but they were still firmly bound behind his back. Leon felt his cheeks being spread open, and soon a glob of spit fell on his hole.
There was the sound of a belt being unbuckled behind Leon, before he felt the tip of the doctor's fat cock rubbing on his entrance, which made his heart jump to his throat. “ What the hell! Are you trying to kill me?” Leon growled and shot a glare over his shoulder. To be honest, there was definitely a non-zero chance that the doctor really was trying to kill him like this. Especially considering his earlier efforts to inflict pain upon Leon, and the fascination he’d had with the blood that seeped from the man's neck, it wouldn’t be too surprising if he was also into the idea of not doing any prep and fucking the man to death. But it couldn’t hurt to at least try and reason with him. “Please”, Leon added reluctantly, which seemed to catch the doctor’s attention. He slapped his erection against the agent’s fluttering hole a few more times, before dropping down to his knees behind him.
Leon couldn’t hold back a moan when he felt that long forked tongue lick into him. “Fuck…” he bit the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood in an effort to quiet himself down, ashamed of all the sounds the doctor was drawing out of him. Victor kept Leon's ass spread open with his hands as he plunged his tongue deeper into the man. Leon had never felt anything like it, the tongue reaching so impossibly deep into his insides that he could only let out a string of curses and writhe on the table, while his neglected cock pulsed in between his legs.
Victor quickly slicked up a finger with his spit and replaced his tongue with it. It shouldn't have come as a surprise that a doctor could find the prostate quite easily, but Leon still choked on air and whimpered, when he felt that thick finger tapping on it repeatedly. He was already close to cumming, desperately trying to get some friction to his dick by grinding himself against the table.
“That should be enough” Victor concurred abruptly and stood up again. Leon whined, not able to muster up a response. He had been so close. “Shall we continue?” Victor added and slowly traced Leon's spine with his fingers. Leon shivered and was still trying to catch his breath, as he looked over at the doctor who was stood behind him. Leon quickly became speechless for a whole other reason. Victor noticed where the agent's eyes had landed, and with a big grin on his face, started rubbing his cock on Leon again, gliding it across his ass and lower back. At least Leon could now be sure that whatever genetic mutations the doctor had done to himself had also definitely had an effect on his genitals. A big effect. Bigger than Leon had ever seen, actually.
“Fuck me”, Leon muttered to himself, as he felt dread rising within him, wondering how that monster of a cock could ever fit inside of him. “With pleasure”, Victor replied with a grin. Leon rolled his eyes at that, apparently the doctor got jokes now too.
The slow way in which Victor began lining himself up with Leon's entrance surprised the man. He pushed the tip of his dick inside of Leon fairly gently. It felt like the doctor was actually trying to be somewhat considerate with his actions. That feeling was unfortunately very short-lived, as the doctor soon slammed into Leon violently and without warning, nearly bottoming out on the first thrust.
Leon gasped as all the air was knocked out from his lungs, pain spreading through his whole body. “I’m gonna- pass out”, he sputtered. Victor leaned over Leon with his body, all the while slowly grinding his cock deeper into the man. “Shhh…I’m sorry, I couldn't wait any longer. You understand, surely?” he cooed into Leon's ear, grabbing the agent by his chin. “And please, try to refrain from fainting, I'm really looking forward to observing your reactions to this.”
The pace that the doctor set after fully bottoming out was relentless. Leon's nipples rubbed on the table with every thrust, and he could only let out small gasps and choked out groans. He struggled to keep his balance as his legs felt like they were giving out, only staying up on the table thanks to the painful grip that the doctor had on his hips. “Good, Leon, you feel…incredible”, Victor huffed. He was hitting Leon’s prostate consistently, and despite the pain he was still in, it didn't take long at all for the agent to finally cum. The doctor took note of it, and gave the man a small breather as he pulled out and flipped Leon over onto his back. “Lift your legs up, please”, he ordered and Leon complied slowly, shaking all over.
Victor’s eyes roamed all over Leon’s body. His nipples were red and swollen, and his now limp dick hung pathetically in between his legs. “Have you ejaculated hands free like that before?” Victor asked. He sounded way too fascinated, which deterred Leon from answering. “None of your business”, he breathed out. “Fine”, Victor grunted and thrusted back into Leon, deciding not to give the man any more time to get over his orgasm.
Leon felt like it had been hours since the doctor had started fucking into him. Maybe this too was an effect of the man's genetic mutations, because there was no way that a regular man could go this long without cumming. Thankfully Victor was now starting to speed up, his thrusts becoming more irregular. Leon could only whine, still feeling overstimulated from his orgasm. The doctor was letting out small gasps and grunts too. “Oh, Leon, you’re so good to me…you’re perfect for this”, he praised breathlessly, managing to make the agent's spent cock twitch weakly. He moved one of his hands away from the back of Leon’s thigh, and placed it onto the man's throat. He put enough pressure on it to make Leon feel lightheaded, before grabbing him into an open mouthed kiss. Leon couldn’t dwell on the awful taste that invaded his mouth for long, because he felt the doctor finally stilling inside of him and spilling his seed into him.
Victor stayed inside of Leon for a moment before slowly pulling out, fascinated by the sight of his cum leaking out of the man's hole. Leon’s face was flushed as he felt it dripping down his legs. A slight awkwardness hung in the air, as the men breathed heavily and stared at each other. Leon wasn’t sure if this was all that the doctor had wanted from him and if so, would he just try to kill him now? Or maybe he already had other "experiments" in mind. Nevertheless, Leon knew it was high time for him to try make his escape.
The agent observed his surroundings for the first time in a while, and noticed that Victor had left the scalpel he’d used on Leon onto the table that he was still leaning against. He also took note of his gun that was laying on a medical cart across the room from them. When Victor averted his gaze for a moment to adjust his visor and place his dick back into his pants, Leon grabbed the scalpel and made quick work of the ropes around his wrists. Before the doctor could react, he pulled his pants up and landed a kick straight to the man’s groin. “Sorry about that”, Leon breathed out and made his way towards his gun. Victor cursed under his breath, but with the agent pointing the gun at his head, he had no choice but to retreat out of the room. “You’re a dead man walking!” he spat out before disappearing from Leon’s sight.
“Hey, can you hear me?” Leon spoke into his intercom, acutely aware of how fucked out he must have sounded like. “Leon? I’ve been trying to reach you. What happened? You sound exhausted.” Sherry commented. “Sorry I was a little tied up”, the agent replied, still catching his breath. Leon started looking around the room, finally having some time to try and hopefully find his missing jacket. Hopefully he would, because he certainly wasn't looking forward to continuing his mission half naked.