Otto sat at his desk, its platform empty as most of his focus laid in front of him; a wall of tv monitors projecting live camera feed. He used the cameras to keep an eye on the hundreds of henchmen that lived with him in his underwater home turned secret base, and also had cameras placed throughout New York to keep an eye out for Spiderman. This constant watching of screens was Otto's vague concept of work, but as he sat, he started to get distracted... Otto was horny. He didn't have an explanation this time, just blaming it on human nature; he was frustrated that he wasn't disciplined enough to have better control over his body.
He had a lot more work to do, but his arousal was clouding his thinking, starting to forget things he'd planned. "Distractions are bothersome, are they not? But, there is a time and a place for everything, I suppose." Otto rambled to himself, he was desperate to fix the issue as soon as possible. One of his metal arms slithered down to the desks' bottom drawer, one filled with things perfect for this type of occasion. He was about to grab a toy of some type when he realized he needed something more today. He was Otto Octavius, he could obviously buy all the gadgets he wanted, but he could also get anyone he wanted; just look at him. He craved something warm, alive. Luckily, his base was full of dick, and even luckier, Otto chose yours.
It was a game of chance not knowing the intimate details of his workers, but at the wise old age of 40, Otto had learned how to make anyone work for him. On one of the tvs, he noticed you heading down the long hallway by his personal office. "That'll do nicely." Otto got up, heading towards the door to the left; you were startled to see your boss walk out into the hallway, but you quickly came to a stop and stood professionally. "Hi doc, I was just heading back to conference room F for the meeting." You said, tilting your head. "What are you doing here anyway, didn't you schedule this thing?" Otto's metal arms swayed back and forth in thought."Oh… I seem to have forgotten about that, though if you're out and about in the corridor I am assuming there's still some time until the meeting starts."
You raised an eyebrow, though your face was hidden behind the mask of the all-purple uniform you were wearing. You opened your mouth to say something but Otto continued talking, much to your mild annoyance. "My personal whereabouts are of no concern to you, but I encountered a minor problem while attending to my work and was hoping you could assist me y/n." You were more confused than ever now. It wasn't because your name was mentioned, you knew Otto knew the names of all his henchmen, but because of everything else. Asking for a favor? Forgetting a meeting? That felt out of character. "Help with what?" you inquired, skeptical.
In an instant, all four of Otto's metal arms seized your ankles and wrists, pinning you to the hallway wall behind you. "I'd like to use your body for a bit, my dear. It's an proposition to have sex with Doctor Octopus." Otto raised his shades, a smug tone in his voice. "Shit- w- wow, that was... and what do I… what if I say no?" You asked, still reeling from the surprise. "Then I will be content. If that's the case, I imagine you would return to conference room F." The arms around your limbs shifted to hold you against the wall by twisting around your waist; the metal felt cold but not uncomfortable around you. Otto waited patiently for response, his hands in his pockets. You thought for a second, sex with your boss? honestly, you were just curious to see what otto would be like in bed, would he dirty talk in monologues? You didnt think his face was that attractive, but you and many other of your coworkers had seen him practicing his fighting skills in the base's training section, otto had quite the body... plus, he was confident as hell, and that confidence had to translate to something else.
You had nothing better to do besides the meeting, so after a minute you told Otto you'd help. "Splendid, I promise I will make this well worth your time." Otto's harness remained in place as he turned his body around to walk back into his office, bringing you with him. You finally got a decent peek inside the room, not many of his employees were allowed in. You noticed the infamous tv wall on your left, a desk with a rolling stool in the middle, and a red plush chair and sofa set in the corner on your right. It was elegantly decorated as well, which was no surprise, but with all of the furnishings you were unable to identify where the two of you would fuck. Otto turned around and leaned back against the desk to face you; you were still in the air and the metal arms pulled you closer to him.
One of the arms relaxed its grip on you and reached for your mask. Otto used his human hand to caress your face; you were surprised, such a small action from such a big personality. "You will do nicely, my dear; you're quite a sight." Your boss spoke softly and crisply. When the arm that removed your mask moved down to grab the belt around your hips, you started to wiggle in the mechanical tangle. "Wait, wait, wait, doc, don't be too fast." Your objection caused Otto to let go of you and place you on the ground. He let out a quaint 'eh?', a neutral expression on his face. "You were just reaching for my belt, weren't you... Do you really want to get this over with so quickly?" You asked in a playful way.
Otto might've just wanted to get in your pants immediately, but you at least wanted to have some fun. You moved closer to and kissed him on the lips for a few seconds, however your aim was a little off and you and Ottos' bottom lips brushed against each other. Otto looks at you in confusion, maybe even anger as you pulled back. "Why would you do that? how dare you do that?" Otto spoke choppily, at a loss for words as his metal arms shook in idle. You tried to explain yourself quickly before things got any crazier. "S- see? We gotta to take things slowly, y'know. How am I gonna 'assist' you if I have no idea what you're into? At least now I know you weren't into that kiss." You sighed sheepishly, a little embarrassed. Otto calmed down, placing a finger to his chin in contemplation. "Are you perhaps suggesting foreplay? Hm... I suppose we could give it a shot, go ahead y/n."
You nodded, maybe too excitedly as your arms went past either side of Otto, behind him, and you rested your hands on the desk. You used your chest to try to press him onto it, but you just ended up pressing against his metal harness; as a result your face buried itself into your boss' toned upper chest. Otto shifted in place, gripping the back of your hair lightly with his human hand to lift your head. "And your point in that was? A pathetic attempt to pin me down, I presume?" "You caught me red handed." You knocked on the harness. "That thing's not making this any easier, y'know." Otto rolled his eyes behind his black shades and motioned for you to take a step back. He felt your strong gaze as he started to undress. After untying his tie and sliding off his white overcoat, he was left in a black tank top, white dress slacks, and harness. "I will remove my arms for more intimacy, that appears to be what you desire." Otto muttered, his confidence waivering slightly. He lifted his human arms into the air to allow the harness to slide up and over him, it crawled to a corner of the room out of your sight. You would turn your head to follow it, but you were too focused on Otto.
His human arms were solid, through his tanktop you could tell his chest was mildly muscular, with two indentation lines where the harness started and stopped. Your cheeks started to redden as you took in the 'view'; Otto interrupted the moment with his voice. "Now, try what you were trying to do earlier, I'll give you one honest go at it." His voice deepened with that sentence. You tried what you'd done just before, putting each hand on either side of the desk behind Otto, but you only got that far before he grabbed your sides. Somehow, he managed to lift you, turn you around, and pin you on the desk in less than a second. He smirked, now in the position you once were in, and your jaw was dropped. "How did you-" Otto giggled faintly. "Years of practice, my dear. You must work harder if you wish to subdue me, if you want to control the octopus." "Shit, I can't even control myself right now." you retorted before pulling Otto into another kiss.
It wasn't clear if it was his voice, his actions, or something else, but he seemed hot to you now. Though your eyes were closed, you tried to find and hold onto your boss' body, his shoulder, his neck, but he grabbed your hand to stop you. you took note that Otto seemed hesitant to unwarranted touch. Lips locked together flawlessly unlike the last time, Otto quickly took over, not just with his tongue trailing over yours, but with his hands starting to explore. He massaged your left thigh, but groped it once so tightly that you had to pull away from his lips for a second to gasp; Otto huffed as well. As you eagerly returned to make out with him you could feel yourself hardening. You pulled away again.
"Oh doctor, you're so smart, picking the best place to put your hands." you played into his ego. "you're my personal little handhold right now, are you not? so many areas for me to grab on to, your body is inviting… although, would you mind if I moved my hand a bit further east?" Otto inquired, his chest heaving slightly as he looked at you. You tried to talk without changing your tone, desperate to get to the main event, but after fighting 'so hard' for foreplay you said no. "As you wish." Otto whispered into your ear before gently biting the tip of it. He seemingly offered you a moment of hormonal clarity as he used his hand to tilt your head to the left side, resting his chin on your right shoulder. Your heart rate quickened, your skin tingled and lit up with heat, you felt nervous as you didn't know what Otto was planning. You gently rubbed the back of his thick brown hair; he flinched but remained on your sholder. You took in the feeling; while you thought the bowlcut look wasn't the best, you admitted that his hair felt taken care of, soft.
It was a moment of peace, soon ruined by the sudden feeling of pinching. It didn't hurt much, in fact, it was actually a little sexy, the kind of pain that made your entire crotch throb. Otto was biting into your sholder, you'd seen the size of his canines before so he probably wouldn't be letting go any time soon. The doctor was a master multitasker, so while he sucked and licked on your skin, he went back to groping your body. This time he targeted your chest, clothed since you were still in your uniform. With all of the stimulation, you moaned a bit before covering your mouth. your nerves were pricked, and your dick began to ache a little; all of this contact and none on the area you needed it the most.
Otto must've read your mind since he let go of your shoulder, kissing the darkened ring he'd made before leaning back up. "Is that enough fooling around to satisfy you for the time being?" Otto asked impatiently as he reached to unbuckle your belt, like he'd tried to get at earlier. With no objection from you, he slid down your uniforms' pants and dropped them on the floor, leaving you in your boxers. Otto looked at you, his flushed face accompanied by an 'evil' grin as he went from standing to kneeling down in front of you. "Oh, doctor." You said sultrily. "I would love to hear that title a lot more frequently soon." Otto purred as he clutched both of your legs, and pried them open, so to speak. He tugged at the hem of your boxers and your dick stood at attention immediately, its head wet with precum.
Otto's hands were warm and dry, and while his love bite had been rough, he'd been gentle enough so far that you had faith he wouldn't stroke your dick without any lubrication, and he didn't. Instead, he opened his mouth and licked a long stripe along the front of it. He went all the way to the top before putting it in his mouth. As moist walls of Otto's mouth surrounded and brushed against your cock, it twitched, and you filled the silent room with your moans and utterings of 'doctor'. You almost moaned 'Otto', but you knew that name was only a courtesy for special individuals. Your lewd sounds were to Otto's delight, as you could hear shuffling in the background, most likely due to your bosses subconscious excitement, causing his discarded metal arms to shift a little.
Slowly reaching a sexual high, your brain fully focused on Ottos stimulation. His lips would slide idown half way, his tongue lapping and playing with the slit of your now throbbing cock when sliding up. You were shocked at his skill, you barely even felt any teeth from how 'cushioned' his lips seemed to be. You let go of the desk's edge you were gripping at to hold onto Otto's head, the fluffiness of his hair in your hands just another feeling as you neared your limit. He pushed back against your grip, stopping his movement; the orgasm brewing in you starting to fade away. You whimpered as cold air touched your dick; Otto had taken it out of his mouth, leaving a few streaks of spit from his lips. He wiped his mouth with his thumb and started stimulating you again, but with a hand this time. "Doc, that- that feels so fucking good, please, god- don't stop again, I'm almost there." You sighed as you felt your climax nearing.
"I apologize I couldn't use my mouth for much longer; I just cannot stand the taste of semen, it's on occasion too sweet; bitter… or salty in some scenarios, this method is much less of a mess, wou-" "Shut up- Shut the hell up, doc- please, I really need to-" was all you could stammer before your lower body muscles clenched and your eyes shut as you came. Otto slightly leaned your dick to the side so that cum spurted to the floor, but some still got some on his hand. He had a look of disgust on his face at first, though it quickly turned to one of grudging acceptance. He grabbed your pants off the floor to use as a rag; he had a smile on his face, as if this was payback for you saying 'shut up' to him just a second ago, though Otto didn't bring up what you'd said. As your breathing slowed, you put your softening erection back into your boxers. Otto noticed you shift to lean your elbows against the desk, so he got off his knees and stood, positioning himself over you and in between your legs.
Otto pushed his clothed hips into yours, causing you to blush more, if that was even possible. "That was… really fun, but you said you needed my assistance? Seems like you helped me a lot more instead." You pointed out, unsure of how things were going to continue now that you were out of commission. You sat up a little to face Otto, but before you could kiss him he put his hands on your shoulders, pushing you all the way back to the desk, prompting a gasp from you. "Doctor!?"
"You climaxed; finishing so quickly is a weakness on your part, skill issue. I am not done with you yet; I've been aroused this entire time." Otto confidently humped against you. "I just needed to coax that orgasm out of your system and get your body in peak sexual condition. Your ecstasy should be much more powerful the second time around." He was almost whispering at this point, you squirmed in Otto's grip. "I'm afraid I will not be letting you go until I've ejaculated. Let's continue, shall we?" You cringed at his use of scientific language, not your favorite trait of his. What was Otto going to do with that hard-on of his? Did he want you to repay his kindness by using your mouth? Your hand maybe? Given the current position, you guessed penetration... Did he have any lube? You weren't used to bottoming... could you even go another round at all? Otto patiently awaited your response, how nice.
"So- You wanna fuck me?" You asked softly and shakily. Otto let go of you and took a step back, raising his arms… 'Uh oh' you thought, you knew what that meant. "Quite the contrary, my dear." You could hear muted metal scraping as the harness in the corner sprung to life, lifting itself up to slide down and tighten around Otto's waist. "I'd like you to 'fuck me', as you so crudely put it. if you don't mind i'll be moving you to the chair." Otto said, curtly putting his hands behind his back. You were shocked, half because you weren't expecting your boss to say something like that, and half because you were concerned about how the metal arms would play into this situation.
Otto used one of his metal hands to close your jaw-dropped mouth, while two others grabbed you and stretched to move you across the room and into the chair that sat against the right wall, next to the couch. You'd been dropped into the soft, spacious seat not so gracefully, so you shifted your position in order to sit up straight. While you did so, Otto reached into one of his desk drawers and grabbed a tube of what you deduced was lube; he knocked against the harness as he turned to you. "I see your concern y/n, but you need not worry, this is just to keep me from crushing you." "Crushing?!" you repeated, caught off guard. Otto snickered and walked towards you; two of his metal arms extended out behind him as he elevated his legs to prop himself on top of you. "This contraption is powerful, but very heavy." His knees were on either side of your lap, his hips above your own and his hands gripped on your sholders again. "One wrong move, and… I think you can imagine." Otto slurred playfully as he started to take off his pants and boxers.
After he'd done so, you looked down to see what kind of 'package' Otto was dealing with. His dick was, to your surprise, on the longer side; around 6 inches long and slim, curved to the left, with few visible veins. You wanted to 'study' more of Otto's lower half but you couldn't focus right now, your body was still tingly from your first orgasm. Due to the unexpectedness of where this adventure had ended up you'd fallen mute, but Otto was just eager to be able to talk more. He pushed his chest up against your face as he leaned over and out of the corner of your eye you saw the lube being fumbled with by his metal arms. You may have ended up staring a little too long because Otto noticed. "How curious, it appears that I'm being watched. Have you ever been told that staring is impolite y/n? Whatever the case may be, I have a way to obscure your view." The doctor leaned down and kissed you again, though this time, he made more lip contact and less tongue motion, starting to moan deeply after he pulled away.
You tried to see what Otto was 'hiding'; his back blocking the line of sight of his metal arms but you knew exactly what he was doing with them. You paused your breathing, trying to hear any filthy fingering noises you could, but they were faint given your position. "Prepare yourself, my dear, We shall see if you can properly preform." "I'm… still limp though, I'm not sure doc." "I am confident that you will be able to complete this task." Otto caressed your face, his hot touch against your already warm cheeks made your brain go haywire and you loved it. "Y- y- yes, sir." You sputtered quickly. "Very good then."
Otto reached down to take your flaccid dick out of your boxers again, holding it in place while positioning his hips accordingly. Two of the bottom metal arms stretched and planted themselves into the floor before Otto started to sit. You instinctively held onto his thighs for mental support as you felt a twinge of dread about those arms. The doctor carefully lowered himself down until your tip touched his warm, slick asshole; in a matter of seconds his insides surrounded you, you felt a bit of vertigo from the sensation. You whined, slightly in pain since you were still sensitive and raw, but the feeling was overall amazing. Otto noticed you wince, though he assumed it was from the weight of him pressing against your legs. "Too much dear?" He asked quietly, swiveling his hips tauntingly; You shook your head 'no'. "good, I do not plan on quitting now that we've started, y/n; you fit quite perfectly within me."
Otto started to lift and drop himself on your lap as he rode you. He was coordinated, moving lightly and slowly at first, then getting faster and rougher, taking more and more of your dick with each 'bounce'. You hardenned again, feeling the blood rush to your groin as your heartbeat quickened, and you gripped otto's thick thighs, failing to maintain your composure. Otto rested his human arms behind his head; it made sense as his harness blocked the entire area of his sides. "Your silence speaks volumes, it seems you're coming undone." He chimed up as he looked down at you in an admirable way. His attention flattered you, but also made you self conscious. You looked like a flustered mess; you wanted to turn your face away in embarrassment but your eyes couldn't be pulled away from the man in front of you.
You moved your hands up Otto's thighs, your thumbs resting on the intimate area between his upper leg and groin. His dick swayed as he fucked you, its movements mesmurizing. You reached out to touch it but one of Otto's metal arms pinned your wrist to the side of the chair. The doctor slowed his pace and petted your head. "I do not need aid in that manner; I want to… finish from my actions towards you alone." He slid down on you extra hard and you felt your cock brush against Otto's prostate; the impact of yours and his' thighs this time was louder than the last few. "You're r- really doing a number on- on me, doc." After restraining your other wrist, Otto placed his human hands on your shoulders, leaning down at a better angle to strike his prostrate. "God-" You gasped.
You thought that with the position shift Otto would cum first, but it was you instead. "Fuck- fuck- hold on, let me pull out, I don't wanna-" "No, go ahead dear. I want to empty you, completely fill me up." Otto growled, drooling a bit as he sat down completely on your lap. You felt the warmth of your cum surrounding your cock while inside of him as you whimpered out a shivering climax. Otto hit his own high soon after; his load spewed and traveled down his dick, dripping all over your shirt. His insides throbbed around you as his metal arms tightened around your arms slightly; you were impressed and thankful he still had enough control as to not shatter your wrists.
Otto lifted himself off of you; he blushed, admiring the mess and feeling of tension release as white fluid spillled out of him; honestly, you were just shocked you came so much. He leaned up onto his knees, his chest near your face yet again. "Pardon me, I'm just adjusting so I can grab something to clean." Otto explained as his metal arms stretched towards another drawer in the desk. You wanted to say something along the lines of awe at Otto for staying so poised but you couldn't think straight, so you just mumbled something incoherently. Otto laughed at your effort at communication and petted your head again. You wanted to watch him clean up, but your eyes were heavy as you settled into afterglow and you fell asleep.
An unknown amount of time later you were woken up by the smell of smoke in the air. You were still sitting in the chair, though your boxers were back on properly and your shirt was clean. Otto sat poshly, of course, on the top of the desk; the desk that was now infamous to you. He was leaning back on his metal hands and holding a cigarette in his human one. "Good, you're awake; I was afraid I had been too rough. You were not as weak as I thought you would be." Your brain pulsed, still adjusting to being awake. "Wow, you're too kind, doctor." You said sarcastically. Otto grabbed your pants off the floor and threw them at you; they were also clean. "How did you wash my entire uniform without waking me?" "That, my dear, is something you do not need to know. I thoroughly exhausted you so I presume you have a headache?"
You opened your mouth to talk, but Otto made a sshhing motion with his fingers before stretching one of his metal arms across the room to lift your chin. "You were efficient, y/n; We may even do this again someday. You can stay in the chair for a little longer if you wish, or you can leave, I called off the meeting by the way." Go or stay? What to choose… You felt comfortable with your boss; you thought it was just a vague, basic courtesy Otto offered to everyone, but the way he handled you now seemed special, on another level. "I'd like to stay here, doc."