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"Ma," he whispered, his Adam's apple moving up and down as he gulped. His lips quivered with each breath. "Please." His hands shook in front of him, looking as if they were itching for nothing but being all over the sight in front of him. The hand on his head gripped harder to keep him looking up, straight into the man's eyes.

Medic smiled, further showing off the red lipstick smeared all over his lips. Most of it still lingering as smooch marks across Scout's face. Matching perfectly with his blotchy, red, flushed skin. "Aw, Mein Junge," he cooed, yanking Scout's head closer in a firmer tug. "Let's not start that. You are supposed to be your mutters's good boy, ja?" Scout let out a whine before leaning forward to rest his warm cheek against the cold skin of Medic's stocking-clad thigh, rubbing his skin there in an effort to cool the warmness of his cheeks. "Good boys don't beg and whine for what they haven't earned."

Scout nodded, practically drooling on Medic's skin as he looked up at him. Those wide blue eyes staring up at Medic, desperate, craving something only he could give him. Scout rubbed his lips along the fabric of his stockings, mouthing silent words against his skin. "I'm a good boy, Ma," he whispered, his hands shaking next to his sides. Medic knew how much they craved to grab, grope, and tear holes in his stockings and dress. Yet the desperate man held back; how adorable. "I promise," he panted before he pushed his head under the skirt of Medic's dress, his warm breath fanning over the man's panties. He nuzzled his face in the crook of his leg, sniffing and licking at the patch of skin where thigh met. Waiting quietly to be told what to do.

"Ah-ah, such a needy thing," Medic groaned, feeling that breath and tongue so close to him. "So desperate for Mutter's affection." He pulled his hand away from Scout's head, instead letting it join Scout under his dress. He hooked his fingers in his panties, his own wetness rubbing onto his fingers as they lightly brushed his slit. "Mm, earn it then, show me you deserve my touch, my body," he whispered as he slowly pulled the fabric to the side, feeling the way Scout's breath hitched against him and the way he flinched to get closer. "Can not have you getting too spoiled, is that not right, Mein Junge?" He ran his hand through the short strands of Scout's hair before grasping it within his hand. "Go on, then, show Mutter you are a good boy."

Scout didn't utter another word, not having to be told twice, letting his breath tickle the man's skin before diving in. His fingers shakily grasping into the man's stockings, his fingertips tearing small holes. He gasped and groaned as he ran his tongue through Medic's folds, his mouth finding the man's dick in a matter of seconds and sucking like he was a starving man needing sustenance. His nails dug little marks in Medic's skin.

Medic tugged at his hair with a tsk. "Slower," he commanded, a groan slipping out behind it. "It's not a race, good boys savor. You don't want Mutter to leave you with just your own hands just because you can't be a good boy, ja?" Scout immediately nodded against him, his tongue slowing against him. Sucking gently on his dick in a way that made quick gasps leave him. "Ja, there you go, good boy." He let out a strained moan, rocking gently against Scout's face.

Scout sucks his dick back between his lips, making a loud slurping noise against him.

"Ah!" Medic let out a groan, his legs shaking slightly under Scout's hands. "Such a guter Junge, showing your Mutter proper care!" He dragged Scout even closer by his hair, letting out more moans when Scout bobbed his head before ducking down further to lap at his hole. "Ja, just like this, Mein Junge."

Scout groaned against him, practically humping the air while swiping his tongue all over the man. His nails digging into the plush of Medic's thighs as if to ground himself. Already so worked up in his pants, his clothed dick leaking a faint, sticky, wet spot through his jocks and pants.

"So good at making your Mutter happy, ja?" he said in a huff. Medic let out a particularly loud moan before squishing Scout's face further against his cunt. He was quick to notice Scout's desperate movements. He put out a heeled foot, stamping it firmly down against Scout's crotch in an attempt to get him to stay still. "Nein, still," he practically moaned without much authority while rutting against Scout's face. "Ja, ja, good boy," he let out a heavy breath.

Scout's hips stuttered against Medic's foot as he moaned against him. He moved back up to suck Medic's dick between his lips again, sucking on the bud hard. Scout let out a groan as his hair was grasped harder in Medic's hand.

"Ah! Oh, Gott!" he let out a moan, rutting against Scout's face a few more times before releasing the hold on his hair with a breathy groan. "Ah, such a guter Junge," he sighed, shaking as he pulled Scout away from him. The man's face was a bright red and soaked in Medic's wetness as he panted for air. He stroked Scout's cheek gently, his thumb gliding through the slickness.

"Ma," Scout gasped. His gaze begging for the man's validation, or perhaps for an earlier promised reward. His tongue swiped out to lick away at his lips, just barely catching Medic's thumb. "Did I do good? Was I a good boy?"

Medic patted the man's cheek with a shaky smile. "Absolutely wunderbar." He pulled himself completely away from Scout, settling down on the bed behind him quietly. Still trying to calm his swimming mind, every brush of his panties against his cunt making him bite his lip as he laid back. Propping himself up on his elbows, watching the way Scout's eyes moved over every tantalizing inch of him. "Do you want your reward?"

Scout nodded excitedly, still drooling slightly, his breath shaky as he stayed firmly planted on his knees. "Please, ma," he whispered breathlessly.

"Then come."

Scout hurriedly scrambled against the floor, his knees scraping against it as he tried to get up. He was quick, as usaul. In just a blink, he was on the other man, hands groping and pulling on Medic's dress. He pressed his hips against Medic's leg, rubbing himself against the stocking-clad thigh. His erection grinding against the plush skin. He let out a groan as he all but practically ripped the dress down the neckline of it. Medic was too far gone to tell Scout off for it.

"Fuck," Scout panted, before dipping his head down and taking one of Medic's now-barred nipples between his lips. Suckling like a newborn on its mother as the sticky mess in his jocks grew. Medic let out a moan, his fingers grasping gently in Scout's hair again. Scout's own fingers coming up to knead the man's chest. Fingers sinking heavily into the soft flesh.

"My baby is working hard for his food, hm?" Medic chuckled, groaning when Scout's nails dug into his chest. "Careful, no biting." His mind barely able to process the sensation going on around his body, his cunt still aching from Scout's mouth on it, Scout sucking on his chest, the way Scout humped against his leg.

Scout pulled away with a satisfied moan, his mouth releasing Medic for a moment as he sucked in breaths. He dragged himself closer against the man, rubbing his cheek against his warm chest, hair scratching at his face. He poked his tongue out to lick around Medic's nipple again. His hips starting to move faster.

"I'm sorry, Ma," he whispered against his skin.

"Just so hungry."