Playing Doctor

Claude stepped into the medical room and immediately paused as he noted Rena’s outfit. Instead of her usual blouse, skirt, and cloak, she had on a large, buttoned up lab coat that went down past her knees. Black stockings, or maybe pantyhose, covered the part of her legs he could see. Her hair was pinned back so that her elfin face was more exposed, and she seemed to have applied some eyeshadow or liner around her crystal blue eyes to draw more attention to them. Aside from the complete change in dress, she was also barefoot. Claude looked at her toes through the black nylon and thought she might have painted them the same blue color as her hair. As he looked back up at her face, he noted her fingernails were also painted the same color.

Rena blushed as his eyes questioned her. “I…uh…was going to wear heels, but I don’t own any and Celine’s were just a little too big.”

Claude blinked and tried to make sense of it all. Was this Celine’s doing or was Rena attempting to take some sort of initiative? “Celine said you needed to give me another exam?”

Rena’s eyes got a little bigger and then she nodded like she was agreeing with herself. “Yes! I...uh…need to more thoroughly examine you. You seem recovered from the blast, but…I…uh…should make certain.”

“Oookay.” Claude tried to figure out what her angle was. She was clearly up to something, not that he was complaining. “What do you need me to do?”

“Just…um…take off your shirt and get on the exam chair.” Rena blushed as she made the request.

Claude hid his smirk and began pulling off his shirt. As he sat in the chair, he was a little disappointed that Rena immediately focused on the weird symbol decorating his left pectoral. She stared at it for a solid minute, carefully tracing each rune with her eyes before she tentatively stretched a finger out to trace it directly. She barely brushed his skin, as if afraid she might burn herself.

“Still no pain or anything weird here?” Rena noticed Claude’s nipple harden and she quickly snatched her finger away.

“Honestly, Rena, I feel rested and ready.” Claude spoke the truth. All the pain he’d felt was long gone.

“Well…” Rena bit her lip nervously. Don’t back down. Don’t back down! “We…need to be…certain. Can you…take off your pants. I need to…examine…everything.” She was practically whispering by the end, too nervous to make the request more commanding.

Claude stared at her in surprise. The one time he’d tried pulling Rena’s blouse up, barely exposing her belly, she’d immediately grown flustered and pulled away. She’d certainly never attempted to remove any of his clothes, and now she wanted him naked? Still, he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Claude lifted his hips off the chair and pushed his pants down, leaving his boxer briefs on for the moment. Keeping his eyes on Rena, he watched her cheeks grow redder as she tried to maintain a professional air about her gaze, completely failing to disguise the excitement and fear warring in her eyes. Claude paused after his pants were fully off and asked a simple question. “Everything?”

Rena’s eyes widened and she licked her lips nervously before quietly responding, her breath a little heavy, “Yes.” Claude waited a moment, wondering if she’d freak out and run away. Rena seemed to misinterpret his hesitancy. “I…I know it’s a little awkward. If…if it’ll make you feel more comfortable…” Very slowly, she nervously reached for the top button on her lab coat. It seemed to take hours, though it was probably only a couple seconds, but she awkwardly undid the button and moved onto the next one.

Claude’s own eyes widened as first one button and then another slowly came undone. After about the third button, the lab coat began to open slightly, revealing the pale skin of Rena’s collarbone. By the time she got to the sixth button, her hands were at her midriff and the coat had opened enough that while he couldn’t see her breasts, he could see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Claude couldn’t believe how bold Rena was being. True, he could tell she was beyond nervous, but this was a massive step forward in her confidence.

Rena paused at the last button. She’d kept her eyes focused on her task and only now looked up to see Claude’s eyes riveted to her performance. Seeing how intently he stared at her gave her a boost of confidence as she undid the last button. Now came the even harder part. As she pulled her hands away from the button, she shrugged her arms out of the sleeves and let the lab coat fall to the ground behind her. It was supposed to be a graceful motion but ended up being a little rushed and awkward. Once it was off, she resisted the urge to cover herself and let Claude look at her. “Does…does this make you feel more comfortable?”

Claude excitedly swallowed as he took in Rena’s glory. The only thing she was wearing were thigh high black stockings. Everything else was exposed to him. Her pale skin was practically flawless, save a few freckles on her chest. Her breasts were perky and round, much larger than Precis’s, but smaller than Celine and Opera. She was probably on the larger end of a B cup. Her areola were small and pink with her nipples standing out proudly. Claude doubted they were hard from the cold. Looking further down he could see a small bush of dark blue hair covering her mons. It was trimmed neatly, and he could just barely make out her outer labia hidden in the curls. “Wow.” It was the only word his brain could form. He was totally amazed at both Rena's beauty and her brazen exposure of herself.

Rena smiled, feeling more confident, but still a little nervous. She twisted her hips back and forth a little and touched her pointer fingers together. “So…are you going to finish…removing your clothes?”

Claude realized his own underwear was still on and gave Rena a sheepish grin. As slowly as she’d unbuttoned her coat, he began to pull his boxer briefs down. Rena’s performance had left him in quite a state and his cock was very aroused, but it was trapped at an almost painful angle against his leg. This allowed him to expose his full pelvis before he finally got the underwear low enough to reveal his cock.

Rena gave a surprised squeak as Claude’s cock popped free of his boxer briefs and sprang up, almost like it was a snake lashing out. “OH!” He was even bigger than the statue in the cargo hold. Flesh and blood was also a lot more real than marble though. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his cock.

Claude dropped his underwear on top of his pants and sat back down on the chair. His cock standing proudly up. He waited for Rena to do something but she was either paralyzed with indecision or mesmerized by his cock, maybe both. Risking her freaking out, but wanting to move things further, he made a suggestion. “You know Rena, I do think you could make things a little more comfortable for me.”

“H…how?” Rena gulped. She was a heartbeat away from grabbing her lab coat and running out of the room, yet she couldn’t take her eyes away from Claude’s cock. She'd had a few day dreams about what it would be like if she ever was bold enough to get to this point, but none of them came anywhere close to the reality of it.

“Come here.” Claude spoke very calmly. After a moment’s hesitation, Rena nervously stepped closer. Without getting out of the chair, Claude leaned over and placed both of his hands on the part of her left thigh covered by the stocking. She froze as he slowly slid his hands down towards her knee and calf, gently lifting her leg until her ankle was in his hands as he placed her foot on the edge of the exam chair, only a few inches from his engorged cock. “Take your stockings off. I want to see all of you.”

Rena blushed and managed to shake out of her paralysis. “They were Celine’s idea.”

“Take them off.” Claude spoke huskily; it was a command none the less.

Rena shivered at how his voice made her feel. Celine had told her to be the one to make decisions, but something about the way Claude spoke made her want to obey. Nervously, she bent forward and put her hands on the top of her stocking so she could begin rolling it down her leg. She wasn’t used to stockings at all and ended up pushing the fabric more than rolling it. Her hands trembled as she got closer and closer to her foot; closer and closer to Claude’s cock. When she finally reached her toes, Claude’s hands settled on top of hers and she looked up into his eyes.

He calmly took the stocking out of her hands and set it on the side table normally reserved for surgical instruments. “Now the other.”

Rena put her bare leg back on the ground and lifted her right leg up to take the left’s place. This time her hands were a little more steady, though she fumbled a bit when she realized Claude was staring at her crotch. With her leg up on the chair her pussy had stretched open a little, exposing a pink treasure in the midst of her blue curls. She considered running, but Claude’s eyes froze her in place and she began to get wet under his scrutiny. His eyes were hungry. Hungry for her, and hidden inside her anxiety she felt a hunger of her own reflecting back. Somehow she found the confidence to finish removing her stocking.

As with the previous, Claude took it from her hands and set it next to the other before leaning back against the chair. “That’s better. I feel much more comfortable.” The chair was cold metal, but seeing Rena fully naked easily dispelled the discomfort it gave. Her toes were blue like he thought. She even wiggled them nervously when his eyes darted to them. Everything about her screamed naïve innocence waiting to be plucked and plundered. “What do you want to examine first?”

Rena blinked and then blushed as she remembered the excuse for their little rendezvous. Lifting her arms, she began drawing green and blue symbols in the air as she cast a spell. Claude was a little disappointed that she didn’t examine him directly, but then again, she was essentially a mage and not an actual doctor. A cloud of turquoise mist settled against his skin, clinging to his whole body for a second before it faded away. The symbol on his pectoral seemed to be brighter for half a second but when the mist was gone, it looked as normal as it had when he first woke up.

“I don’t sense any injuries.” Rena sounded a little wistful. She wasn’t really certain what to do next. All of Celine’s advice had fled from her mind and nervousness at her lack of experience was rapidly replacing it. “I...I guess you are good to go.”

Claude wasn’t ready to stop though. If Rena wasn't going to push things further, he couldn't hurt anything by trying himself. “Actually, I do see one problem.”