Random Markiplier Smut (Requests Open)

Host X Dr. Iplier

Fredrick's P.O.V.
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Look at him. He probably knows what I'm thinking. Not only is he drop dead gorgeous, but he has so much information that I just have to know. Like does he actually have eyes or not. If he doesn't​, how does he see if he doesn't.

"What do you think, Fred?" Warfstache asked me.

I look up and him, still mad because he thought the he knew what was best. I clearly know what's best. I'm a doctor.

"I think it was amazing. It showed how much of a skill actor and smart and charming doctor, so I say we keep it." I say looking around.

Austin just continues to bable on about the next few people were going to say. It always amazed me how he always got it 100% correct every time. I was sitting next to him, not of purpose, but because Will knows I find him interesting. But if it were my choice on where I sat, I would definitely sit next to him. I would be lying if I said I didn't find him attractive.

After the meeting he quickly​ made his way out of the office. I was shocked and ran after him. I was about to grab his shoulder when he did something that shocked me.

"The young doctor finds himself in a dark room, his body tied to a wooden chair."

I blink and look around to see he was done. I tried to lift my arm but it was being held down by my waist by a rope. I gritted my teeth together.

"The man, Doctor Fredrick Iplier, even though being petrified, was enjoying this, due to his advanced curiosity." I hear him say all around me.

Suddenly I feel two hands on my shoulders. I jump slightly from the sudden contact.

"A-austin?!" I say looking around.

I couldn't see anything in the dark. I hear shuffling and suddenly I hear the clicking of a gun in the darkness.

"Fredrick was scared from the sudden sound but soon found an almost pleasurable feeling from being tied up." I hear.

I blush suddenly from nothing at all. I hated being tied up like this... Wait... No I don't. I love this.

"He's getting in your mind, Fred. Just clear your thoughts." I say to myself softly.

"Although he was trying to cover the uncoverable fact that he was enjoying this, he wanted to get out."

I look around, knowing I wouldn't see anything but I suddenly feel the barrel of a gun pressed against my forehead. I gasp softly, scared to move.

"Suddenly, he feels a tightness in his pants as he begins to become turned on from the mysterious man holding the gun."

H-how... How did he? Why was I hard?! Fuck... This isn't good. Oh god, I'm so horny now. Ugh. I couldn't help but moan as I felt someone remove my pants. I clench my fists and try to struggle but stopping quickly.

"He wanted to struggle to get out of the ropes but was enjoying himself too much to do so, letting the man remove his pants."

I blush deeply.

'Gah. I don't... I don't like this... I... Love it. No.' I think shakily.

"Get out of my head!" I say loudly looking down.

I can see a dim picture of my pants completely removed. I couldn't help but wonder where the man who did so was.

"The doctor so very much wanted to be fucked crazy by the Author." He says before chuckling. "So much so, that he begged out for it."

What--?!

"Yes. Please. I want you so bad~ I need you inside of me so badly." I moaned out.

I didn't mean to say that. Yes, I was thinking it but I never intended on saying so.