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SCARLET MILK —››››˘˘¯¯¯˘¯¯˘˘¯ notes ! — intense smut, manipulation ,mind break , feminine reader ,,

“Late nights are bummers, aren’t they?” The man stares at you through the window separating you two, his hands in his pockets. This is daily work for you, your life on the line every second of the day. “You look tired.” You glance up from his papers, shrugging. “You don’t look any better yourself.” Your comment earns a low chuckle from him. “True, true.”

His gaze flickers back down to his ID, then to your soft features. “Everything all to your liking?” You huff and look over him, then at your checklist. “Your buttons are differnet.” You murmur. “Pardon?” He asks, tilting his head. He didn’t think you’d really care about the buttons.

“One of them is always messed up. Torn off. Yours is perfect.” You look back up to his eyes. “Get it fixed?” He smirks and nods, sighing. “Yeah, it was becoming a hassle to get on every morning.” You nod, leaning on your palm as you look over his information.

Your uniform was slightly big on you, making a view of your cleavage very clear. “Your bra is a nice color.” He murmurs quietly, earning a soft hum of confusion from you. “What was that?” You ask, looking up at him. He shakes his head. “Nothing. You have a nice palette.” You give him a tired smile, before looking back at the paperwork.

“You work a dangerous job, and all alone too.” He coos softly. “You have someone to go home to? A husband? Boyfriend?” You give him an unamused sigh. “Whatever pays the bills, and no, I do not.” He nods and looks over you again. His gaze never really leaves your cleavage, after all, he’s a real boob man.

He looks over you again, this time focusing on your facial features. “Whats your favorite flavor of milk?” He asks randomly. You look up at him, before shrugging. “Strawberry’s nice..” You coo, looking over his information.

“I prefer whole milk, y’know, the pure stuff.” He smirks. “Straight from the tap.” You squirm slightly, feeling his gaze on you. It feels as if he’s undressing you slowly, and it feels a bit weird. “Wouldn’t that mean straight from a cow?” He chuckles slightly. “Nah, I’m joking.”

You glance back up at him, then at his outfit, searching for anything that might be off. “You’re real chatty today..good mood?” He smirks. “What can I say? Pretty girls make my big mouth chatter away.” You scoff and sigh, shutting his folder and putting it in his respectful place.

“Well, seems like you’re all ready to g-“ “Finally.” You freeze as you turn back to him. “What was that?” He shakes his head. “Nothing, just really glad to go home. You know, carrying milk boxes all day is tiring.” You nod still slightly suspicious of him. “You know, I do have some bottles left over after today. Would you like some?” He asks soothingly.

Accepting milk from the milkman after hours that might be a doppelgänger isn’t a very pleasant idea, but who cares really? Just a little sip, is fine. “Sure..I suppose..”

He smirks and passes you a glass through the little glass pocket in the window. “Take a sip, little one.” You’re hesitant, but it is what it is. You take a sip, before smiling slightly. “It’s pretty good..and kinda sweet..” He nods and smiles.

“Mhm, straight from the tap.” You giggle and shrug. “Just get inside Francis..” You murmur, unlocking the door. As he steps into the building, he surpassingly steps into your office. “Francis? What are you…”

He shuts the gate with the press of a button, stepping closer to you. “You’re teasing me, pretty girl.” He coos, leaning closer to you. The cup of milk is still in your hands, and he wipes some from your cheek. “You’re real cute and gullible.”

He leans down and gives you a small kiss, before grabbing one of your breasts. You’re shocked, a bit confused, and slightly aroused as he touches you. You can’t speak, nor can you resist him, he’s much too strong for that.

“Don’t you like the milk?” He teases, and you nod slightly. “I-..I mean yeah its…its nice..” You breathe out, and he smirks. “Good. Cause I can give you a lot more where that came from..”

He coos into your ear, before gently grabbing a fistful of your hair and lifting your face up. “Open.” You open your mouth to snap back at him, but your jaw drops as he unbuckles his pants and lets his cock just hang. “O-Oh…”

He brushes his tip against your lips, tightening his grip on your hair. “Open.” He snaps, bucking his hips slightly. Within seconds, his length is down your throat and you feel as if your mind just went blank.

Every thrust seems as if he’s taking away a brain cell, leaving you a blank slate. The office is filled with the sounds of soft grunts and wet , sloppy sounds of pleasure. “Mn..that’s a good girl,” He coos, grabbing your hair tighter and pushing your face down even more.

Hours pass, all filled with him pushing his cock deeper and deeper down your throat and swallowing his cum. You can only touch yourself through your clothing and cum repeatedly until he’s done using you.

Once his cock leaves your mouth , he slaps it on your face. Cum and drool drops from your lips. “Look at you, all dumbed out.” He coos, lifting your chin. “Too bad for you, now you can’t work your job. But, you don’t really care about that, do you?” His words are met with babble as you try to form coherent sentences.

“Awh, cute.” He coos, leaning down to give you a kiss. “My pretty girl really likes her milk, doesn’t she?” You perk at the thought of more “milk” , licking your lips. He chuckles and rubs your cheek slightly.

“Humans are too cute when their mind is all mushy, aren’t they?”

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