Chapter 2: Chapter 2
The Rhodes Island landship hummed with the steady flow of electricity, its metal hull thrumming as the wheels took it from one place to another. This technological marvel had become home to the infected and the homeless, a refuge for those who had nowhere else to go. The landship was a moving city, and it fulfilled its purpose with a quiet grace.
As it had just survived an originium storm with record breaking magnitude, the ship is busier and louder than usual, as operators and staff run around to begin repair. Usually, the Doctor should be the one at the head off the bridge commanding and directing repair traffic, but right now, he is in Theresa's room with Priestess.
The two women were on opposite ends of the room, with Theresa on her bed and Priestess near the door, with the Doctor behind her.
"I'll make it quick. Give him his memory back, and I'll let this go." Priestess said, her voice laced with annoyance.
"And why should I?" Theresa asked, a smirk on her face. "I don't have to do anything you say." She crossed her arms over her chest, a clear display of defiance.
The Doctor stepped forward, hands raised in a pacifying gesture. "Now, Theresa, let's not make this difficult. I'm sure we can come to an agreement."
Priestess turned to the Doctor, her eyes flashing with annoyance. "You're too soft on her. Why not restore his memory, impotent queen?" Priestess spat the words with venom. "You're the one who erased it."
Theresa sighed. "He doesn't need to know that. He doesn't need to know anything from his past life."
The Doctor stepped between them, facing Priestess. "I understand your anger, but let's not forget that I'm the one who decides what to remember. Not you."
"Oooh, just like how you were the one that decided to have your memories wiped right?" Priestess retorts sarcastically. Everyone in the room knows that Theresa deleted Doctor's memories without his consent. Theresa did it out of fear that the Doctor would revert back to being the Prophet. That he'll continue to push Project Originite, and continue to cause more and more suffering to Terra.
"I had no other choice." Theresa shot back, sitting up on her bed.
"Oh so doubting your husband now huh?" Priestess continues , her voice dripping with disdain.
The Doctor once again intervenes before this verbal fight turns into a cat fight. "Ok, ok, calm down everyone. The matter of my memory is important, so let's leave the sneerings out of it ok?" The Doctor said, calm and collected, resting a hand on each of their shoulders, creating a sort of barrier between them.
Theresa and Priestess both looked at him, and the room fell silent for a moment. Then, Theresa shrugged off his hand. "I don't see what the big deal is. It's been so long since then. He's a new man now."
Priestess glanced at the Doctor, eyebrows raised. "A new man, you say? Do you really think so?"
"I have no doubts. The stunt he had Amiya do was very irrational. The old Doctor would not have made such a risky maneuver." Theresa said , with a trace of a smile.
"Then why will you not give him his memory back? If you're so sure about his current character, what makes you fear those old memories?" Priestess asked, pointing out the hole in Theresa's argument. "Or perhaps, you are unable to do so?" Priestess's eyes narrowed as she spoke, a challenging look on her face.
The Doctor stepped forward, his hand still on Priestess's shoulder. "Now, Priestess, let's not make accusations. I think Theresa has her reasons for doing what she did."
Theresa returns Priestess's challenging look with her own. "Correct, as expected from Doctor's first wife. You are as brilliant as he is. I can not return those memories." Theresa finally admitted, breaking the tense silence that had fallen over the room. "It is not within my capability to do so."
Priestess's eyebrows shot up in surprise, not expecting Theresa to just admit it.
Theresa nodded. "Yes, I can't. I erased his memories, but they are gone for good. I can't bring them back."
The Doctor turned to Theresa, a look of disappointment on his face.
"I see. Then-"
"Then I'll begin working to make him remember me then." Priestess cuts Doctor's word and lets out a long sigh. "God why couldn't you just admit that from the very start." Priestess mumbled under her breath, breaking the intense atmosphere that had built up in the room. The Doctor chuckled softly, understanding the frustration of his first wife.
Theresa can somewhat understand Priestess's frustration. After all, she did peered into the Doctor's memories and saw how close these two were. Theresa understands that what she's done is pretty bad, but for the sake of Terra's future, free from Originium, she had to do it. And as for why she didn't just admit that she can't bring back deleted memories, she's not sure why herself. Perhaps it's her subconsciously trying to make herself number 1 in his eyes.
Before Theresa could continue to brood,
"Move aside." Priestess told Theresa to scooch over to the side, and then throwing Doctor on to the bed. She then straddled him, pinning him down with a soft yet firm grip on his shoulders.
"W- W- What are you doing?" Theresa stuttered, her eyes widening in surprise as she watched Priestess straddle the Doctor.
"What do you mean what am I doing? I told you I'm going to make him remember me. Since you can't do it yourself, I'm left with only this method. Besides, you've looked through his memories, so you should already know what I'm about to do." Priestess's voice was soft but firm, a playful smile on her face as she looked down at the Doctor.
The Doctor blinked, surprised by Priestess's sudden actions, but he didn't resist. "Priestess, Theresa's still in the room."
"Oh come on, she's already seen the pov shot of you doing it with me, why are you getting embarrassed that she's here. Now get it up, and let me have some fun." Priestess looked down at the Doctor with a mischievous smile.
"Oh, I'll just, excuse myself then." Theresa tries to leave, and then she sees the thing that Priestess just pulled out of the Doctor's pants. Theresa is left stunned. She has seen in when she was scanning the Doctor's memories, but it was only a brief glance before she moved on to the next memory. But now it's right in front of her eyes.
"Yep, just as hung as ever." Priestess licks her lips like she's looking at her favorite food. "Oh, I've missed this." She said, chuckling softly.
The Doctor blushed and averted his gaze, trying to hide the embarrassment that suddenly came over him. "Priestess, come on, not here."
"Mhmm, don't care." Priestess removes her top and the Doctor's pants completely. "And who are you to order me around, when you're the one that made me addicted to this." Priestess gestures towards the Doctor's lower half, the object of her desire now fully exposed. "This grotesque, dirty and vile cock that gouged out my throat, rearranged my organs and made my ass gape."
Doctor is caught completely blindsided by this. He looks over to Theresa, asking her with his eyes if what Priestess said was true. Since Theresa is the only other person who knows what he and Priestess did.
The Doctor couldn't help but hope that it wasn't true, that maybe Priestess was just being dramatic. But as he looked at Theresa, he saw that she was averting her eyes from him, twiddling her thumbs. A telltale sign that the answer is yes but she's too embarrassed to say it. The Doctor's face heated up even more, but he couldn't deny the sudden desire that rose within him.
"Thank you for the meal." Priestess said, before gulping down Doctor's whole dick in her mouth.
The Doctor couldn't help but let out a groan, his body tensing up as Priestess expertly pleasured him.
Theresa watched in shock, her eyes widening as she took in the scene before her. Getting a front row seat to the action compared to just glancing at memories is completely different. Theresa's face was red, as she found herself entranced by the visual spectacle unfolding before her. It was a display of raw passion, an intimate moment between two souls who had once been deeply in love. And now, they were about to relive that passion in the flesh.
Priestess's head bobbed up and down, as she took the Doctor's length deep inside her throat. She looked up at him with those captivating eyes of hers, filled with a hunger and a need that no one else could sate.
Theresa even wonders how Priestess is able to do what she's doing. The size and girth of his dick is the same as their arms. Is it even possible to fit that thing down there?
Theresa thought, her eyes locked onto the throbbing rod between Doctor's legs. She couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and apprehension at the sight before her.
The Doctor, on the other hand, was completely lost in the moment. He couldn't believe what was happening, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the feelings that were coursing through his veins. This was Priestess, after all, the love of his life, and if this was what she wanted, then who was he to deny her?
He let out a moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as she sucked him deeper. He reached down, tangling his hands in her hair, as he watched her take him in.
As for Theresa, her shock soon morphed into fascination as she watched the scene unfold. And for the first time in both of her life, she felt aroused. Theresa can tell that she's getting wet down there , the heat building in her pelvis, spreading throughout her body. She couldn't help but imagine herself in Priestess's place, taking the Doctor in her mouth, his hands wrapped in her hair.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt herself getting wetter, her breath hitching as she tried to contain the desire that was building within her. She had never felt this way before, not even when she was married to the Doctor. Theresa subconsciously moved her hands down to her crotch area, to hide the fact that she's aroused, and to sneakily flick her own bean. But before she could even start, Priestess noticed and gave her a sly smirk. But before Priestess could remove her mouth from the Doctor's dick, an old flame was reignited in him.
His hand moved and shoved Priestess's head all the way down to the shaft of his cock. Slamming his dick in her throat without remorse. He watched as Priestess's eyes watered, and her cheeks turned red as she choked on his length. But she didn't stop, nor did she complain. Instead, she took it all in stride, deep throating him like a pro.
The Doctor let out a guttural groan, his hips bucking as he thrust deeper into her mouth. His eyes never left hers, and Priestess looked up at him with a look that said "Is this all you've got?"
Theresa, on the other hand, was completely lost in the scene before her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, and yet, she couldn't tear her eyes away. She had never seen anything like this before, and she found herself both appalled and fascinated at the same time.
But more than anything, she felt a deep sense of longing in the pit of her stomach and the dampness building between her thighs.
Doctor continues to ramp up the intensity. At this point it's not a blowjob anymore, he's just face fucking Priestess.
The Doctor could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm with every thrust. He let out a groan as he felt his balls tighten, and then with one final thrust, he came.
Priestess swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving his as she did so. She then pulled back, releasing his cock with a wet pop. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a satisfied smile on her face as she looked up at him.
The Doctor collapsed back on the bed, panting and spent.
Priestess then stands up and walks over to Theresa.
She stands in front of her, staring down at the younger woman with an intense gaze. Theresa can feel herself getting lost in those captivating eyes, and she finds herself unable to look away.
Suddenly, Priestess pulls Theresa in for a kiss. A very lewd and deep french kiss, which is already far too much for Theresa, who's only used to giving light kisses. The kiss, also feels weird, like Priestess is pushing something into Theresa's mouth. She soon realizes that it's Doctor's semen. Before Theresa could pull away from the kiss, Priestess broke it off, a wicked smile on her face.
"Well? Addicting isn't it?" Priestess said, a triumphant smile on her face as she pulled back from the intense kiss she shared with Theresa.
Theresa can't lie , the kiss was addicting. She never expected to enjoy the taste of semen, but it was like a forbidden fruit, something she had never experienced before and now found herself craving.
The exchange left her breathless and confused, but before she could fully process what had just happened, Priestess turned to the Doctor.
"Look, there's still some left." Priestess then points to the Doctor's still semi-hard dick, which is still slick with her saliva. "Don't you want more of it, second wife?" Priestess taunted as she gazed at Theresa with a knowing smile.
Theresa, still in shock, stumbled back as she tried to process what had just happened. She couldn't believe what she had just seen and experienced. And yet, there was a small part of her that couldn't deny the desire that was building within her.
The Doctor, still lying on the bed, looked at Theresa with a mixture of confusion and concern. He could tell that something had shifted within her, but he wasn't sure what it was.