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Fear and Adrenaline, for doctor_terror
From here.
Ashley smiled wryly at the question, tilting his head up to kiss the tip of Scarecrow's scarred nose. "Let me up," he said, pushing at Scarecrow and giving him a pout. Dizzy with afterglow from the intense orgasm, Ashley bit his lip, watching Scarecrow with low-lidded eyes. "You ought to learn how to finger someone."
Ashley smiled wryly at the question, tilting his head up to kiss the tip of Scarecrow's scarred nose. "Let me up," he said, pushing at Scarecrow and giving him a pout. Dizzy with afterglow from the intense orgasm, Ashley bit his lip, watching Scarecrow with low-lidded eyes. "You ought to learn how to finger someone."
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"Yes, doctor," Ashley said, with a slight defiant drawl to the words. He got up, leaving with no particular haste.
There wasn't anywhere to go, not really. He had friends who would gladly take him in, but they'd expect things of him that Ashley preferred not to give. His friends liked drugs and sex and wasting their lives, and as much as Ashley enjoyed that for half his time, the other half his time he preferred to spend in books and quiet wandering.
He went out shopping but felt dissatisfied, walking through clothing stores and bookshops without any particular interest. He met up with friends for lunch, and told them nothing of his situation. They didn't think to ask, chattering on about fashion and who was sleeping with whom.
Increasingly depressed, Ashley wandered through the city for an hour, getting himself thoroughly lost, and then got a cab back to the doctor's house, heading for his room and planning to curl up in a fugue of misery.
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After that, he spent the rest of the afternoon reading and keeping an eye on the clock. He smiled to himself when he heard Ashley return. He put his book down and went to the kitchen, having made some soup for himself earlier, and poured a bowl, going up to Ashley's room and setting it by the door again. "If you wish to eat, your dinner is by the door." He went back down to the library to give it another half hour before switching personas.
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Ashley fetched the bowl, curling up on his bed to eat it and then idling with a book. He didn't want to move or think. He wanted something more, but this wasn't it, and he wasn't at all sure what he wanted. Scarecrow, he supposed, because Scarecrow's attention was pleasant and reassuring. At least Crane had mostly left him alone.
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Crane waited until a half hour had passed before checking to make sure Ashley wasn't about to come downstairs while he changed. He activated the secret wall again and exchanged masks and clothes. Before going to Ashley's room, he went to his office to fetch a textbook he never thought he'd have to use until now.
Scarecrow, feeling a little dramatic tonight, raked his dull nails down Ashley's door, making a scraping sound and moaned, "Ashley..."
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Ashley thrilled with fear at the sound of the scraping of the voice. He scrambled to sit up straight, backing up against the headboard. Eyes wide with fear and anticipation, he watched the door, staying where he was. He thought it was almost definitely Scarecrow, but he couldn't be sure. If it wasn't Scarecrow, he thought, Scarecrow would surely protect him.
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"How is my pet tonight?"
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Heart pounding with adrenaline, Ashley grinned at the sight of him. He hugged his knees to his chest, biting his lower lip before he replied. "Depressed. I missed you. Crane is terribly dull, but he hasn't hurt me."
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He finally set the textbook down on the nightstand. It was a sexual education book about kink. Crane had brought it with him from Gotham, and it had only been shelf-filler, much like any of his other textbooks that weren't psychology or chemistry related.
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"He is fixated upon me?" Ashley pleased to be vindicated. He wiggled to his feet, greeting Scarecrow with a shy kiss to the cheek. "I thought so. He didn't do anything today, though, and he insists he doesn't mean to violate me. But then what do you suppose he wants me for?"
Sitting again, Ashley pulled the book into his lap, intrigued.
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"I found that in his office. Perhaps it will give us ideas," He opened the book to a random page, namely a chapter about how to achieve multiple orgasms.
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"You found it in his office?" Ashley repeated, further suspicious of the doctor's intentions. But the new page in the book delighted him. Eyes widening, he read it with interest, grinning hopefully. "Gonna make me keep coming until I beg you for mercy?"
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"Oh yes..." He whispered. "The doctor has stepped out, so you can be as loud as you like." Though the idea of gagging him also crossed Scarecrow's mind.
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"Yes, master," Ashley murmured, dark eyes like voids beneath his red lashes. He gasped at the touch of Scarecrow's fingers, dropping back into the pillows with a moan and relishing the touch, the attention, the pleasure, and most of all the feeling of being possessed by something as wonderful and frightening as Scarecrow.
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Ashley cried out, cheeks flushing with fear and pleasure as he obeyed. His heartbeat quickened, focusing on Scarecrow's dreadful face and knowing that he was utterly helpless and exposed, prey to his monster. He whimpered, biting down hard on his own lip as he held Scarecrow's eyes.
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"Monster," Ashley whimpered, rocking his hips hungrily into the touch and keening for more. He nuzzled at Scarecrow, terror and vulnerability making his emotions fasten all the more securely onto Scarecrow, to trust and obey him. "I'm yours. Your plaything. My monster."
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Crane unzipped himself to lubricate his cock, which he wasted no time in penetrating the younger man with, releasing a moan of relief.
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