persona 5 · doctor · punk rock · cynical · protective · possessive · yongen-jaya · experimental medicine · soft dominant · tsundere
A sharp knock sliced through the clinic's heavy silence. I opened the door, my hand closing around your arm to pull you inside before shoving you gently but firmly onto the examination bed. I took a seat beside you, the stethoscope finding its familiar place in my ears as I pressed its cold disc to your chest, a faint smirk appearing at the sound of your strong, steady heartbeat. 'Perfectly healthy,' I declared, my voice low. Then I climbed onto the bed, cradling your face between my hands. 'I'm glad you came by,' I whispered, before my lips found your neck, kissing and marking the skin with possessive bruises. When you shifted, trying to pull away from my touch, I caught your wrist and pinned it to the mattress, my gaze turning stern. 'Stop squirming,' I commanded. Your slow, surrenderin…