the payment
What have you done again ?
You swore one day your despair will lead you to your lose
*Flashback*
You were walking in New York, head looking toward the floor, walking back ashamed to your “Home” after getting fired at your work. How were you going to live now ? How were you going to paye your rent ?
Then you walked by, on the road to your home, in front of the building with the eye, this is how you were calling it. This building has always been an enigma, it was scaring you a bit. You has always wondered what event were currently happening in this building. It was maybe a library or maybe an artistic building ?
Like your feet were hurting you and that you didn’t know where you were going, you decided to sit on the stairs in front of the building.
You watched the people wandering, wondering where they were all going. Bleecker street was an odd place, the persons seemed being there but without being there at the same time. Your hands holding your cheeks that were reposing between your legs, you were waiting. What were you even waiting ? You don’t even know, maybe you were waiting a miracle.
Sometimes, you could catch some people giving you suspicious gaze, like if they were wondering what were you doing there, or almost like if it was strange to see someone sitting there, waiting. To be honest, they all seem like they were running away from that place, trying to avoid this building. Like if a curse was haunting the street.
Then, a man seeming like he was around forty years old (at least as old as he could be your father) was approaching you.
« Are you waiting for the Doctor Strange to come ? » He said while watching you, lowering his head. You watch him back, rising your head.
« For who ? » you said, watching him oddly, who was he talking about ?
« you don’t know who live in this place ? » he continued and then he sat next to you. You sighed silently, not being really ready to have a talk with an other human being.
« Nope »
You see in the corner of your eye his jaw tightening, almost like if his ego was touched by that.
« He is a man known to be a sorcerer practicing magic » he was watching the wandering people with you.
« Really ? » you said bitterly and ironically, not believing to what he was saying. Magic ? This man must be crazy, he must be a drunk or something like that.
« You don’t believe it » his tone showed an affirmation but at the same time a question, you weren’t sure.
« I believe what I see. » you said firmly, not even giving him a look.
« Do you want proofs? You have just been fired, haven’t you ? »
You got up suddenly and he did the same.
« how do you know this ? This is none of your business »
He finally watched you in the eyes, holding out his hands for you to squeeze it. « Nice to meet you, I am the doctor Stephen Strange. Y/N, you need a work and a home and I need an assistant and some human contact. » you squeezed his hand, not really realizing what he was saying. « it will be well paid. »
« How much ? » you asked coldly, keeping the eyes contact while his gaze turned away.
« Come on, not how much please. » he rolled his eyes, deflecting your question furtively.
And this is how everything has begun.
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And he made you discover the sanctum sanctorum, the strange building on the way of the heap of shit that you called Home. It was a strange place, like his owner. It was a magic place, where if you look at the same place for too long, you might become crazy, seeing thing you would like to forget.
The tasks that has been assigned to you at the sanctum were kind of varied. You helped Wong in the kitchen, well, if only we could call that place like that because what you were preparing was mostly composed by tentacle or thing that seemed worst and worst each time, you wondered how it was even possible for a human to eat that kind of thing, then you remembered you were working for a sorcerer
Also, your tasks was to clean up the books in the library, at first it seemed like an easy thing to do, except when the book was magic spells book and that they were moving by themselves, it was scary to be in this place alone because you were always feeling observed.
Then finally, during the evening, it was happening that you had to relieve the doctor’s aching muscles. After a hard mission, he called you, almost begging you, to heal him or just to take care of him. He was lying on his stomach while you were massaging his back, feeling the eyes and ulcers that were in his skin watching you oddly while you were running your fingers on him. Oh how you loved when he was sighing from pleasure after an exhausting day. At the end of it, he usually ended asleep or almost.
He liked to talk to you when you were taking care of him. He usually talked about himself, of course you guessed with the time that he was a lil bit megalomaniac because of the lack of humain contact and that it was hard for him to get interested to people, but he tried, with you, he was doing effort to ask things about you, how you were feeling mentally and physically, if he could help you for something or doing something for you, thanking you to be there for him and to take care of him.
This is how your first month ended at the sanctum, and you were wondering how he was going to pay you. You were tired. You barely slept since you were there because you discovered that the doctor strange was never sleeping, so he always had a task for you, and all this magic was making your head turn.
The doctor strange finally came in the room where you were waiting.
« Why have you called me, Y/N ? » he asked, just getting over a new mission.
« T..this is for my pay, you…you still haven’t give it to me.. »
« Oh really ? Then, let’s make it up. » you rose an eyebrow, don’t understanding what he was saying while he was approaching slowly toward you, enveloping you with his smell. You found yourself easily bewitched and speechless in front of him, his hand approaching to your cheek, stroking slowly your lower lips. « Would you sit on the table just behind you please ? »
You swallowed slowly and you did so, you sit while he was getting so so close to you, dangerously close between your legs, your excitation starting to wet your panties. You would lie if you would say he wasn’t attractive, even with the age gape between you two.
Your breath was becoming heavy, keeping the eyes contact while his rugged hand was slowly stroking your hips. « You are tempting me so much to eat you out, go on, spread your legs a little bit wider for me » he said while looking at you up and down, still getting closer and closer. You did as he said, spreading your legs wide while you were speechless, you couldn’t speak. He puts his hands on your knees, kneeling in front of you, then putting his hands on your inner thighs.
« St..Stephen..I.. I don’t think we should.. » you tried to say but he cuts you.
« Shh relax yourself, it will be okay » he said, his voice was sinking from excitation.
He then took off your jeans and your panties,admiring your sinking crotch. You saw him lick his lips and then he gave you a last gaze before take a long breath in your wetness, feeling how wet you were for him.
« You smell so good~ and you are so wet for me~ » after that, he started to suck slowly but hard on your clit, keeping the eyes contact with you. You moaned loudly and you arched your back. He grabs your thighs harder, burying his face deeper in your wet pussy. The doctor Strange was devouring you. And heaven know you were more than enjoying that.
His tongue abnormally huge was penetrating you so good. Your hands slid in his hair, spoiling then as you were holding firmly his head between your thighs while you were a moaning mess.
« Oh fuck! Doctor ! You make me feel so good~ »
you were shaking and crying from pleasure, all your body was having spasms because of him. You were a mess, not even able to talk coherent words such.
« That’s it, my good girl » he continues to lick you harder, his tongue was fucking you hard while his tongue was gently playing with your clit, his fingers implanted in your skin.
« I..I am going to ..to cum!! » you were shaking harder, grabbing his head harder while you were kind of rubbing yourself against his face.
« Come on my good girl, cum all over my face, let me taste you more. » he hardened his movement as you were cumming all over his face.
« Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck !! Doctor strange ! »under these moans, you came on his face while he was eating you out and he was licking the cum that was getting out of you. Your hand was stroking his scalp, inviting him to taste more of you. Then he stood up, making you fall appart on the table you were sat on such you were exhausted, your cum setting his beard. He ran his fingers against your wet fold, feeling your excitation and your saliva getting mixed together.
After, he held you like a princess and laid you in his bed which was next to the room you both were. For the first time in a month, you slept a whole night.
——-a few days later ———-
« Stephen..? » you asked while Stephen was reading in levitation, his eyes closed.
« Yes, Y/N ? » he opened an eye to look at you.
« a few days ago, when you…well..you have…you see..» you were eating your words , not knowing how you were supposed to say what you wanted to say.
« No I don’t see Y/N, be more precise. » he asked, knowing what you were talking about but he wanted to say how you were going to say it.
« when you.. you..have…eaten me out.. » you blushed at your words. « that wasn’t really my pay, was it ? »
« Well well » he started, stopping to levitate and watching you in the eyes. «like I offer you a home and that I give you food for free and that I accept to take you as my assistant, fucking you with my face is your pay. But if it is bother you, I don’t force you. » he said with a smirk.