Shoe Studies By Julia Zhuravleva

day one of trying not to think about fucking that old man

woah dude..... your hurt sound is vaguely sexual..... im trying to kill you but im. im getting a bit flustered

SO real for that post about bare chest pieces. All Medic chests are winners in my book, I want to say that first and foremost, BUT. Burly Beast #1 in my heart forever, both in a horny way and in a general way.

Literally lay your head against that chest. There's a comfort to it, to the feeling of him, to the sound of his heartbeat. It's warm, sturdy but not too firm. You can feel the rumble of his hum as a hand comes to rest along your back, gently nestling you closer to him.

burly beast my beloved

pussy so good I start committing medical malpractice

In the mood to make a beautiful man growl and moan “fuck” repeatedly but anyway

I'm thinking about Fritz again and JUST. Small orgasm denial thought. Just this pent up, stressed, craving thing who already feels a weight of both shame and relief just from having his cock in his hand, but then his thoughts wander to me, and he cannot hide the hitch of his breath as his cock jolts, the shame and want growing stronger.

His other hand covers his face as his pace on his cock grows, barely muffling the way he moans at the thought of my voice, of my hands being the ones to touch him…the hand on his face shifts to his mouth as he curls it into a fist, biting his knuckles after a particularly loud groan pours from his lips, but that barely manages to hide the whimpers that pour from him as he's fully pumping himself now, breath heavy as my name leaves him like a prayer--

His hand stops suddenly, stealing the air from his lungs as it firmly squeezes at the base of his cock. A hot sense of shame washes over him, hands shaking as he tries to brace himself to gather what little breath he can. Maybe he just barely manages to gather himself, drags himself to bed even as he can't quite quell the rapid thrum of his heartbeat, closing his eyes and feeling himself sink into a sense of want he's hesitating to fully let himself reach towards as his thoughts return to me.

me when the guilt coincides with the pent-up desire and as the guilt increase, so does the desire and need:

ALSO. Me again. I sent the “I need to ride Fritz Ludwig” ask too but I failed to mention that what sparked that want in the first place was (quietly, I only really noticed this instance after my second rewatch) when we see him wake up at his desk; something about the lighting, the thought of, in another sort of scenario, either you riding him in his chair haloed by the moonlight, or you sitting on top of his desk while he kneels before you and takes you in his mouth.

The BIGGEST thing that sparked the realization was on my first rewatch when I got to the elevator scene. I both am and am not sorry, but genuinely there’s something to the thought of riding him in the elevator that always gets me, the dim flickering light shrouding you.

okay i havent thought of the elevator scene that way but honestly the way he was posing in it...

why did he have to look hot when in distress-

You can jack off to me but it HAS to be desperate and weird. If your lips aren't wet with curses and chest heavy tight with love and loathing you haven't earned it.

Does they have any idea how often I think about the idea of just. him trailing his hands within you, inside you in another literal sense? The pads of his fingers giving a heightened sense of sensitive shock in a manner akin to hands grazing the inner thighs?

The intimacy not only in the trust alone, but in the marvel of how he holds your heart in his hands. His lips press to yours as he cradles your heart almost reverently, something that pleads for you to be closer even as you find yourself in a proximity you hadn't thought possible.

He surrounds you truly and wholly now, and god are you craving to sink into it.

There's a comment I think about all the time about vivisection/surgery being an act of body worship from Medic, and genuinely I feel like that clicked something into place I didn't even realize I had the pieces for before.

I love being a soft dom. Like yes, I'll cover him in bruises and bite marks and fuck him til he cries, but I'll also make sure to tell him how cute he looks and how much I love him while I do it.