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Kaveh was the most devoted, gracious, and exemplary pediatrician in Sumeru. There was nothing that could ever stand in his way when it came to dealing with the typical farces of any child. Whether it was a bratty, spoiled child, or a kid that would erupt into tears the second they’d see anything medical-related, Kaveh could handle it all with a smile inscribed across his face every single time.
This remained true until he met his precious new patient Alhaitham.
Alhaitham was considerably unlike any other kid he had ever had the delight of handling. Kaveh acquired a clear, concise briefing from his Mother on Alhaitham’s expected demeanors beforehand, but Kaveh was still confident in his enchanting ability to woo the boy into a standard inspection.
The quiet gray-haired kid was led in by his nuclear, affectionate parents, offering a pat on the back onward to the old nurse in front of him. Alhaitham skimmed his eyes around at the cutely embellished office, with many adorable plushies, games, and an array of pastel tints lying about. So much passion and respect was put into the building alone, making a soft environment that’d ease any parent's worries.
The nurse bucked Alhaitham along. He showed one last tense glance to his parents. Not emitting a single word, only the strange glint in his eyes expressing a thousand pages of problems.
Kaveh was discovered to be concentrating on some general paperwork in one of the rooms, fist to his chin deep in thought. He wore a long white coat, with blonde hair that posed reasonably on his shoulders. Despite the abundance of warmth from Kaveh, anyone could tell he truly fit the bill of any doctor, even a pediatrician. Slight eye bags, a subtle snarl in his hair, a cigarette odor that stuck to him, the classic back arch posture, and an across-the-board disorganized appearance: The normal code for a person in the medical domain.
The hush of the room halted as Alhaitham was firmly positioned on the large brown exam chair. The paper underneath Alhaitham’s butt crinkled a deplorable scratch that hurt his delicate ears. He was already overwhelmed, and as the nurse departed with a slam to the door, Alhaitham teared up.
On cue, Kaveh quickly rotated around and faced the boy with a faint grin. He was sure like every other visit, it would be a cakewalk.
Alhaitham was the child that truly proved against all odds. The one juvenile Kaveh heard about from other medical scholars, the authentic “problem child”.
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It was the fourth visit, and still no improvement with Alhaitham. The boy was merely too peevish.
With the timid and enraged kids, Kaveh would whip out a piece of candy as a promise for exemplary behavior. Candy was the easiest way to a kid's heart, allowing even the most bashful of children to open up. But Alhaitham did not like candy and would force it away from Kaveh’s palm.
For every visit so far except the first, Alhaitham had to be virtually dragged in by his Mother. She had a terribly debilitated look in her expression as she gave every attempt. She was knowledgeable and understanding of Alhaitham’s circumstances of course, but she just wanted to make sure Alhaitham was healthy. She’d end up having to depart with the boy, empty-handed from high levels of strain.
The times when Alhaitham was briefly let in, he much favored keeping to himself and being left isolated, no talking, no touching. He clearly hated the brightness of lights, being around other children in the waiting room, medical equipment, the noises, the smells, everything and anything . The second he was triggered, he’d dart out the office door and back to his parents.
In the small parts, Kaveh could manage, trying his best to listen to any issue from a child. Kids were painless, they think in such straightforward ways, with uncomplicated solutions. Alhaitham was way above any league, a truly unique, particular patient.
Frustrated, not at Alhaitham, but at himself, Kaveh conspired and executed the perfect plan. He could not possibly give up on any child.
He frankly particularly enjoyed the challenge Alhaitham provided, taunting his ability as a doctor. Thus as a professional, never to have a “favorite”, but with the boy's unique charm, Kaveh just had to ignore the rule.
Indeed, little Alhaitham was considered a “problem child”, but to Kaveh, he felt like such words were an insult, borderline offensive. Just like everyone else, Alhaitham had particular things he could not handle or tackle head-on. Just... more than most people.
The fifth visit came momentarily after the last. Kaveh personally strolled to the waiting room, welcoming in his prized patient and blessing him with permission to read during the exam. He assured the boy's parents that this time, he was well equipped and well versed in “Alhaitham’s world.” It seemed he did his homework, and his due diligence thoroughly.
He cooed to Alhaitham that it would just be the two of them, and he prepared a dedicated special place that’d make the boy comfortable enough to be inspected.
Guiding Alhaitham into the proper office, Kaveh’s voice became hushed, “Here we are.”
At first glance, the lights were dimmed with a light orange hue, and a book was placed on the exam chair. The room was much darker than any of the previous ones, much to Alhaitham's liking. Gentle piano music played through the speakers, and a light fruity fragrance filled the air to cover the unpalatable medical smell. As the boy sprang onto the exam chair, he detected the typical paper laid out was removed as well.
This was the furthest Kaveh got without Alhaitham wanting to leave. The doctor took a heavy sigh with a bit of relief, but he was well aware this was only the beginning.
He enunciated his actions to Alhaitham every step of the way while the boy read the book that was given to him as a replacement for candy. At first, the boy could endure it, allowing Kaveh to further proceed. But once Kaveh tugged out his stethoscope, Alhaitham became immediately squirmy. He couldn’t help but glance down and look at Kaveh’s tender hands grasping him, pressing the equipment on his tiny, pudgy chest. Kaveh was propelled to lift the boy's shirt up calmly, and the thumb that scuffed Alhaitham’s stomach made him want to twitch. Kaveh gaped at such a petite body. He finally witnessed more of Alhaitham, which was admittedly, a little exciting.
Alhaitham never had anyone get that close to him, and that was exactly the dilemma. He scowled at anyone touching him, whether it was the kids at school playing common games or his parents buttering him up with love. But at that moment, it was tranquil, likable even. He couldn’t frankly understand why, perhaps because of the newfound sensory heaven, or Kaveh’s smooth-lotioned hands that didn’t feel so nauseating.
There was another bizarre feeling, one that made Alhaitham redden admitting how inviting and delicate the man in front of him was. A wave of a cute, small crush knocked in Alhaitham’s brain. This man, one he wanted to avoid, went out of his way for the boy's comfort. It was full service with a smile.
This warm, sparky feeling in Alhaitham’s tummy grew bigger when Kaveh had to check his hearing, throat, and eyes. The doctor bent in closer, his swivel chair making a small creak as he twiddled his thumbs looking inside Alhaitham’s body.
For the ear exam portion, Kaveh could see a small red blush dyeing the boy's earlobes, a cute observation that made him want to giggle. He never knew such a misunderstood kid could be this adorable. He even caught on from the start that Alhaitham was carefully watching, no longer paying an ounce of attention to his book. This was also something he couldn’t bring any attention to, for it could cause troubling factors of Alhaitham getting antsy again.
Kaveh continued to talk gradually and softly, his light breaths hitting against the cartilage of Alhaitham’s ears. Along with the shaded lights, music, and awkward atmosphere on top of that, the boy was in a sickly sweet crisis. Not upset or uncomfortable per se, just oddly ecstatic.
What felt like a sensual hour of little spoken words and touches was only a 10-minute check-up. As Kaveh propelled away from the boy delighted he had conquered the patient, Alhaitham was only left with a sad pit in his gut.
He became boggled with one last congratulatory pat on the back, being sent home with a beaming, healthy report from Kaveh. The family was informed that he could see the amazing Dr. Kaveh once he needed a new routine checkup, or if he ever got ill.
That night Alhaitham couldn’t manage to get any shut eye. His body flared up with heat, keen for more contact with his doctor. Now, he finally got to experience what a perfect space felt like, and just like that it had all been taken away from him.
Alhaitham wept into his pillow and plush, confused about how his heart felt. It hurt , hurt in a way that made him want to go running back and have his mesmerizing Doctor find the remedy.
His body continued boiling up, and as he touched his own skin imagining his Doctor feeling him the same way, he nuzzled his fingers into his underwear. With melancholy eyes, he messily masturbated thinking of his Doctor. He wailed and gasped pressing his finger against his sweet spot, noticing that was what he was desiring most, yet it was the only place the Doctor hadn't touched.
Soon, he took to humping his largest plushie. Placing the big teddy bear on his cushy bed, he edged his pussy against the plush fabric, hugging it with shamefulness, top incompetent to contain himself any longer. Small yelps radiated under his breath as he came and squirted against the leg of the bear, leaking all over as he continued crying.
The next day he couldn't bear to face his parents after feeling so utterly appalled with himself. He could never admit to the two that he needed to see Dr. Kaveh again, he was much too stubborn to truly give in.
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Kaveh soon was fully conditioned to Alhaitham’s visit.
A dimly lit room, the temperature just right, Alhaitham’s favorite book placed on the exam chair, calming music placed at a low volume, a soft sprayed fragrance to dull out the typical doctor's office smells. It was all carefully formulated just before Alhaitham’s unique visits.
Even still, Alhaitham was overly anxious due to Kaveh being so obliging. It was in that fact that it had made everything accidentally seductive. Entirely a breeding ground for shy feelings and more sensory-driven touches. A blessing or a curse? Either way, it tugged at Alhaitham’s precious little heartstrings.
Kaveh instructed himself with his words still, telling Alhaitham with careful terms what he was doing, before and during his actions. The low whispers staggered against Alhaitham as he could still smell the morning alcohol Kaveh drank that he so desperately was trying to hide. He wondered if the doctor had some sort of secret too. Clearly, there was at least one he could nuzzle out.
Obviously, Alhaitham still maintained his facade of reading his book, with no words to be read any longer. He was stuck on the same page- despite Kaveh being told Alhaitham could read an entire lengthy book in just one day. He would make a footnote of such behavior on his clipboard. This particular clipboard full of all the things Alhaitham.
It became in Alhaitham’s favor of mischievous desires when Kaveh had to reach behind Alhaitham for his otoscope. It was placed firmly on the wall just behind Alhaitham’s delicate head. Kaveh pulled closer faster than he did in the past, his crotch coincidently, ever so slightly nudging against Alhaitham’s pants. He could feel the hard, tempting member push against his knee. Immediately a small noise flustered out of the boy, making his core pulsate at the accident. Kaveh tore away with the otoscope in hand, muttering a small little “Sorry.” , a nervous chuckle included.
He had supposed his dear little patient was suddenly overwhelmed by the closeness with no warning.
With a small head shake, Alhaitham stumbled on his expressions, still quite mute as usual. Kaveh looked curiously trying to decipher what his patient was trying to utter. In that nonverbal manner, he leaned back in the exam chair, huffing and looking visibly distressed. His face became flushed and dizzy. Such young hormones could dominate even the smartest of minds.
“What’s wrong?” Kaveh stood up from his leather seat and placed a hand on Alhaitham’s forehead, “You look like you’re heating up, but you don’t have a fever...” He eyed anxiously without a peep from Alhaitham. After pondering it, he resumed, “I’ll be right back- I know how to fix this.”
The doctor rushed out of the word but still took a second to politely close the door. The room became quiet, empty, all over again. Alhaitham’s heart ached once more.
A minute had passed, and the doctor had not returned. Alhaitham became fidgety, already missing the man which caused him to heat up all over again. After another minute, he could not wait any longer. That deep pulsating feeling in his lower region wouldn’t give up, and he had to take matters into his own hands. If the doctor could not cure him of this problem, he’d just take care of it quickly himself.
There was something deeply enthralling about Alhaitham subtly jerking off in the doctor's office. He felt guilty, yes, but it only tainted his silly young crush even more. He laid a hand down his underwear once more, just like on that fated night, lightly playing with his clit.
Lost in thoughts, woozy with small moans, his body froze when the door clicked- something he predicted with the rational part of his brain, but something that eventually escaped him the second he felt that sexual high.
“Sorry, I got you some ice, but I had to take care of something-....” Kaveh idly closed the door and faced Alhaitham, immediately trailing off, “...else...” He impulsively locked the door, stunned.
Seized in the act, Alhaitham slowly extracted his hand from his pants, not keeping his eyes off Kaveh. Only after Alhaitham pulled out did he remove his stare, looking away as if nothing had happened.
Kaveh cautiously tip-toed to his patient after seeing something so forbidden, a nervous expression painted across his face. He still handed Alhaitham the bag of ice, “Oh, Alhaitham dear... you know you can’t do that here, right? Is that what's wrong?”
The bag of ice in Alhaitham’s palm was put to the side and became immediately useless as the boy gave a small nod.
A small, uneasy sigh echoed out. Such a disappointed noise from the doctor caused Alhaitham to tense up, worried he might be in actual trouble for his actions. The last thing he wanted to handle was his parents hearing of this, or seeing Kaveh disappointed with him.
Kaveh sat and reclined in his seat, inclined to respond more after seeing Alhaitham frown, “You have to do that... that sort of thing in private- at home. Why don’t we finish up and you can take care of it soon, okay? I won’t tell your family.”
The last thing Kaveh anticipated to handle was teaching a kid not to masturbate outside of their room. In truth, his mind was spiraling, he received no training on such matters, surprisingly. Was there any normal way to tell a patient not to jerk off during a visit? His favorite patient- at that? He felt like he entered an alternate universe in some erotic doctor-patient scenario, but as a pediatrician, it landed him in the most concerning of that type.
Alhaitham would not budge, compelling more inner turmoil for the older man. Kaveh crossed his arms, beginning to look just as distressed as the young boy in front of him.
A cough broke out as Kaveh now tried to approach this from a more ‘parental’ standpoint, “What you did is perfectly normal, there’s no need to be ashamed. You just need to learn to do it in your own private time. I can’t help you with this, I can only give my professional advice.”
That will surely save my skin, Kaveh thought.
This would certainly save him from any potential lawsuit going forward...
-Won’t tell your family? No need to be ashamed? Advice- “Professional” advice?
Oh.
Kaveh felt his face drained simultaneously, perhaps he picked the worst wording imaginable. In a moment's notice, he went from fully convinced he was not some creep doctor, to slipping up and saying he’d give “professional” advice on how to masturbate.
He was fucked .
Alhaitham, still nonverbal, had that same blushing face on his skin, practically getting worse with being in the presence of Kaveh. His underwear still peeped out and he’d been leaning back in a way that practically made him irresistible. And in an even bigger plague to Kaveh’s heart, Alhaitham kept up the same pout the entire time.
“Listen-!” Kaveh raised his voice an octave, still trying to keep hushed. He was pleading with a kid who hadn’t even muttered a single word, “I. Can’t. I’ll get in trouble- big trouble. I understand if this was accidentally caused by me- you are young and hormonal. This is just not something I can just heal for you.”
It was apparent Kaveh was battling himself more than Alhaitham. Sweat dripped down the sides of Kaveh’s face, struggling to find a way out of this without digging himself into a deeper hole. His guilt clung to his chest harder as he glanced back at Alhaitham looking for a response, and all he saw was a dear, cute, little sapling shaking and clearly in pain- a sensual pain.
Kaveh made it a point to put his best foot forward and at least aid all these patients, no matter what the issues presented. He wanted to be with all of them every step of the way like the dedicated Doctor he was.
However, his ongoing gullibility would ultimately be demise.
“I just can’t stand seeing you like this...” Kaveh said in a beaten whine, leaning back up closer to Alhaitham, “I can’t have you leave this room looking so sick.”
Alhaitham’s heart throbbed, planting his soft tiny hand to Kaveh, urging for his assistance. His uneasy expression only worsened the blow. For every visit, Kaveh was compassionate, considerate, and at times even a tad flirty with the boy, to his own fault. Kaveh supposed it was his fault to blame, and now he was dealt with the bed he made.
“Just- just this once...” Kaveh faintly murmured, “But this is just part of the exam, okay? I’m just going to take a look at you to make sure you’re okay, that you’ll go home just fine.”
With a subtle squeak in response from his patient, Kaveh had full access to his patient. He cupped his hands on the top of Alhaitham’s pants and underwear, taking in one last sigh before pulling them down. A clear, thin wetness unfolded from the boy's underwear, revealing his soaking pussy.
“Spread your legs, please.” A clear attempt at formality, his heart and dick acting far from it. Kaveh then strapped on a pair of blue latex gloves as if to cover his guilt through a facade of professionalism.
He already knew Alhaitham had a vagina, clearly laid out in the notes provided by his parents before the first visit. Kaveh would be lying if he said he wasn’t slightly transfixed on it, making his allure for Alhaitham all the more deep. He just never thought it'd actually go this far. Desires were one thing, but there he was acting on them.
Now up and close with Alhaitham’s small, plush pussy, he was hypnotized by how delicious it looked.
Overthrown with those immediate vile thoughts, Kaveh took it upon himself to pause his exam, flipping through a locked drawer in his desk and unveiling a small bottle of vodka. He tipped the bottle right down his throat with ease to dull his thoughts.
That secret alcohol drawer was only for emergencies, and racing with a million thoughts about fucking his favorite patient was certainly one of them.
He tossed the empty bottle back in the drawer and faced back at his crisis. Alhaitham remained a diligent boy, legs still open and waiting for the touches he was so needy over.
Gloved fingers slowly pushed Alhaitham’s lips apart, showing his protruding little clit and hole. Kaveh observed carefully and glimpsed up at the boy's reaction, already twitching at the foreign touch. From the angle, Kaveh also had an easy view of Alhaitham's butt, also taking a moment to spread it and look closely for any signs of previous contact.
No signs of any abuse. Kaveh jotted down in his head. The boy was a true virgin.
Before the act, his ultimate priority of health took over, despite himself soon being a causal factor in Alhaitham’s sex life. He knew by now, as much as he didn't want to admit it, that he was a full-on pervert for his favorite patient. But, at least he could say he was better than those who want to truly break a child. A lesser of evils, his drunk brain concluded.
“Can I continue?” Kaveh asked as his fingers guided around the soft parts of Alhaitham’s milky thighs. He tried to sound formal, but it was apparent Kaveh was now a drunken mess, sweaty and horny to continue their fun game.
Alhaitham took it upon himself to move off the exam seat, instead pulling down and propping himself in the doctor's lap, easily plopping in between the much bigger legs with his back facing the man. He fit just right. From this angle, Kaveh could not see the boy's face, any more subtle emotions facing away.
Despite him practically presenting his body to his doctor, he was still extremely shy and overwhelmed.
Easing the worries of a first sexual experience, Kaveh fondled Alhaitham's thighs, starting to speak in that easygoing tone he used to do for exams, “It’ll be okay.” Such smooth words relaxed Alhaitham, making him recall exactly why he liked Kaveh so much.
Kaveh’s thin fingers reached into Alhaitham’s folds, to which Alhaitham squeaked and grasped onto the doctor's cufflinks.
Soft like a pillow, he circled Alhaitham’s nub and trailed down to his hole. The gloves caused smooth, easy access inside.
“Nnn...” Alhaitham blurted out, lifting his body up at the finger inside of him and nudging even harder against Kaveh’s bulge. With every twist and turn he’d make, he could feel the older man's cock twitching behind him.
“You know-” Kaveh tilted down closer to the top of Alhaitham’s head to get a better view of what lies below. He could smell the fruity shampoo Alhaitham had used that morning, “I’m not supposed to pick favorites, but I like you the most out of all my patients. I know you can take so much more, dear.”
Alhaitham knew his doctor was drunk. With every word cooed to him, he could smell the alcohol radiating and the warmth of the drunken man. He still shivered at what he was told, he wanted to be a good boy. He wanted to be the best patient, the only patient. He was needy and greedy.
Plunging his body onto Kaveh’s finger all by himself, he’d want to prove just that. His body so badly wanted to reject it as tempting and erotic as it felt, but Alhaitham forced his natural instincts out the window. In response, Kaveh let out a drunken giggle and hic.
With bated breaths, Kaveh flicked up another finger, “I wouldn’t do something like this with anyone else, just you, Alhaitham. Let this be our secret ‘ special ’ exam.” He edged the next finger inside, taking his sweet time in opening Alhaitham up.
“Mnnn-!” Alhaitham blabbered incoherently, making delicate little chokes while the gloved fingers played with his insides. Once Kaveh was settled in, he curled the two fingers, searching for that sweet spot.
Once discovered, he smirked and padded his thumb on Alhaitham’s clit in the perfect stimulating position, “Are you ready?”
“Mm...mhm...”
Kaveh let his free hand circle Alhaitham’s palm as a relaxant. Such high tension was no good for any patient, and he’d solve that issue too. He started dipping his fingers back and forth, ticking Alhaitham’s G-spot. For every plunge that slapped against Alhaitham’s pussy he would arch up and cry out a sweet moan. Kaveh thrived in pleasing his dear young Alhaitham in such a way, adding friction to the clit as a lovely bonus.
Tears and drool rolled down from Alhaitham’s warm cheeks, his pussy also leaking with pleasure and dribbling onto the leather seat in between Kaveh’s thighs.
“You have to keep quiet, or else I’ll have to stop.” Kaveh taunted, still fingering Alhaitham’s small hole. He could feel the small orgasmic pulsations on his fingers, his gloves creating such a small barrier between the warmth insides of his patient.
“Ghh... nn...” Alhaitham whimpered as if wanting to say something, but no words could crawl out. Judging by his behaviors, Kaveh smoothly deduced Alhaitham was already about to come.
Kaveh quickened his pace, letting out soft aches while he felt his patient bumping against his bulge, driving him to insanity.
Alhaitham curved his body up high, spreading his legs and letting out a high-pitched cry as he braced himself for orgasm. As he felt his sweet spot getting pushed up into, he noticed Kaveh’s fingers release briefly, and he instantly squirted as he came. The flowing liquid gushed out and dripped onto the floor, making a surprising splash that shocked Kaveh. Such a depraved act only turned him on more.
Driving Kaveh more down a perverted rabbit hole, he decided to taste the sweetness of Alhaitham that laid on his fingers. Once his patient dropped down after experiencing his first fingered orgasm, Kaveh took it upon himself to lick his own gloved fingers. Aside from the subtle latex taste, he could still savor the deliciousness of Alhaitham’s slick. Warm, sweet, innocent.
Kaveh knew he could not give in and fuck Alhaitham. He knew such an act was impossible, not without hurting Alhaitham. Even in his horny, drunk state, he was coherent enough to know better. But he needed something, anything. His raging boner could not be edged any longer.
“I- I need to check one more thing...” Kaveh said as he tipsily pulled Alhaitham up and placed him back down on the exam chair. It was an easy lie so Kaveh could quickly get his rocks off, “You don’t mind, do you?” He asked, despite how desperate he was.
Alhaitham wasn’t sure what he meant. He was still riding the high that he just experienced and was a bit dazed out to even comprehend what was happening anymore. He looked over as he observed Kaveh sloppily unzippering his pants, finally revealing his cock to Alhaitham. Despite his lanky body, he had quite an impressive length. What was smaller in girth made up for his inches, and it managed to make Alhaitham excited all over again.
With a short whiny mumble, Alhaitham lifted his legs, wanting more friction just as much as Kaveh. Even in such a dizzy state, he was eager for more from his beloved doctor.
“Ughh...” Kaveh let out a sick, but pleasured groan, his mind spiraling. The erotic sight of Alhaitham made his previous safe life utterly ruined. He’d have to forever keep this boy his dirty little secret.
Kaveh wandered over, his heat making him want to ravage Alhaitham, but he was forced to resist himself. Instead, he grabbed Alhaitham’s propped-up legs, letting his cock skim around Alhaitham’s pussy, “I can’t...”
The slick dribbled onto Kaveh’s tip, and he knew thighfucking would have to be the next best thing. Luckily the exam chair was just at the perfect height. With ease from Alhaitham being soaking wet as well, he easily nudged his cock a bit higher, gliding against the boy's clit and across his slightly chubby thighs.
“Ohh...” Kaveh gulped and practically drooled at just how soft Alhaitham’s thighs felt, blanketing his cock with a warmth that felt just as good as his pussy, “You feel so good, you’re a perfectly healthy boy...”
Alhaitham blushed catching Kaveh’s tip peek out from his own thighs. He too wanted this sort of friction, wanting to feel Kaveh properly deeper inside of him. Although his wish would not be granted, he still felt himself squirm feeling the man's cock pressing against his clit.
Without lingering for another second, Kaveh pushed himself closer, wrapping his arms around the soft thighs and pumping his cock in a rhythm. Wet sounds erupted from this movement, which caused Alhaitham to feel all the more embarrassed by what he was witnessing. He attempted to keep still, liking the feeling of his body being used for his doctor's desires. He liked that Kaveh wanted him that badly, all part of his needy little feelings.
If Kaveh wasn’t careful, he’d accidentally easily slip his cock inside. It was too tempting with each slap, feeling the soft folds of Alhaitham’s pussy around his cock. Reveling in the sensations, Kaveh kissed Alhaitham's ankles lovingly, buttering up the little boy with his dirty charm.
His patient enjoyed it, feeling the loving warmth of his doctor who wanted nothing more than for his favorite little boy to feel better. Alhaitham could excuse the subtle greediness of his doctor just as much as he was. He’d be a hypocrite if he thought otherwise.
Kaveh then placed a hand up Alhaitham's shirt, giving a soft squeeze at the boy's puffy nipples, something he secretly desired to do since he first saw Alhaitham’s chest. In reply, Alhaitham squirmed, whining in soft breathy pants.
The bumps against Alhaitham’s small clit were leading to another orgasm, and Kaveh was soon to follow.
“K.... Ka....”Alhaitham spoke in broken gasps, his selective mutism getting the best of him. But he so badly wanted to say his doctor's name, he wanted to be perfect , “-ve...h”
Heat surged to Kaveh’s ears and dick hearing his name crackling out. He smacked his body against Alhaitham’s plump thighs, easily cumming onto the boy's chest. The drips of white painted on Alhaitham's boobs, and even a bit on his face.
Heavy breaths filled the room as their senses came back to them. As the post-nut clarity hit, Kaveh realized this appointment had gone way over schedule. Before running around frantically to get himself out of the mess, he planted a small kiss on Alhaitham’s cheek, “Do you feel better now?”
Alhaitham was drained, but he mustered up the energy to bounce himself up and hug the doctor.
“Okay, okay, let’s get cleaned up. Be a good boy, alright?”
Now Kaveh would panic. He softly, but quickly cleaned up Alhaitham and himself with tissues and the sort. His office was now a mess, but he knew it was something that could be dealt with later. All that was left was to hand Alhaitham back in the least suspicious way possible.
The dread slapped him in the face that he had to present his client's dear little son just after going through the motions of depraved acts.
After the two scrambled to polish themselves up, Kaveh rubbed his hands in Alhaitham’s hair. He stepped outside the dirtied room and locked it from the outside, anxiously stepping out into the lobby as Alhaitham clung by his leg like a dog.
His parents both sat up and smiled, pleased to see Alhaitham so comfortable with his doctor now.
“I apologize for the long wait, your son had a bit of an... accident . He must have not liked the new fragrance we brought into the office- made his stomach upset. I had to call off our next appointment so I could sterilize the office again, but he’s all cleaned up now. He’s still doing perfectly well, healthy and happy.” Kaveh grinned, looking down at the boy clinging to him as he spoke about him.
The family and Kaveh discussed Alhaitham’s health for a bit, and soon Alhaitham had to be pulled away from the doctor with a whine. The Mother knelt down at the boy just before leaving, “Alhaitham honey, were you good to Dr. Kaveh? Try to tell him thank you for cleaning you up and taking care of you so much.”
Alhaitham walked back over to Kaveh, and gave him another hug around his leg, nuzzling against his pants. He showed his parents with easy eyes that he was grateful for his doctor.
Kaveh chuckled happily, “It’s no problem, he’s a good boy.”
With that, the boy and his parents left, and Kaveh was left with a messy room of his favored patient's squirt all over the floor. Despite the blame pouring on him, he’d still hoped that the boy would come back soon.