Bottled for Your Pleasure (closed)

[WatchingCloud]

(Closed for Scarlettnuit)

Jimmer Pierce scowled at the mice, J734 and L313.

“Would you two just fuck already? Geez.”

The mice, both white and genetically pure laboratory grade, refused to perform for him. Jimmer was beginning to wonder if he’d accidentally invented a new drug that inhibited sexual desire rather than enhance it. It certainly wasn’t working as intended.

“Damn blood-brain barrier.” Jimmer shook his head and kicked his chair away from their cage, one of nearly a hundred stacked in a wall of carefully labeled laboratory experiments. He came to a stop at his computer and began recording his notes, his failure, in his private directory.

A polite cough at the laboratory door jolted Jimmer out of his funk.

“Burning the midnight oil, Jimmer?” Professor Lacey Bascom, his PhD advisor, gave him a wry grin from where she leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed beneath her breasts. In athletic shorts and a loose tank over sports bra, it looked like she had just finished a workout. She rarely was around this late at night, so her appearance caught him doubly off-guard.

“Yeah, just had some stuff to work through,” he said, trying to sound neutral rather than flustered. He surreptitiously closed the private file folder he’d just opened on the off-chance she’d come over and take a look. The last thing he needed was for her to discover he was working on an off-the-books research project using school and grant resources allocated for other things.

“Not a problem with your research, I hope?” Lacey casually crossed the room to take a peek at the mice. While she had her fingers in several different graduate students’ and post-docs’ research, she rarely was involved hands-on in the lab. She wouldn’t know one mouse from another, not as they pertained to a specific experiment.

“No,” Jimmer said. With her back to him, his eyes were drawn to her ass. The woman was pushing fifty, but had the body of someone half her age. A true over-achiever, she went mountain climbing and scuba diving around the world as a hobby. She was also married with a couple of teenage kids. “Everything’s good. Just been a long day.”

At least he could be honest about that. His thesis was involved in enhancing the efficacy of sexual arousal pheromones in mammals, which was going very well. Nominally, this would be used in encouraging reproduction among captive, endangered species in repopulation programs. His long-term goal, however, was figuring out how to make it work in humans. There was real money in that market. That and a possible solution to his crippling awkwardness around women.

“Good,” she said, turning back on him. His eyes glanced off the hint of cleavage above her sport bra before meeting her gaze. “I’ve got a couple undergrads who’ll be working on a project for the Youth Science Fair. If you could spare an hour or two to show them around the lab next Wednesday afternoon, I’d really appreciate it. Just point out the lab gear and where we store things. I’ll arrange for their project materials.”

“Yeah, sure, no problem.”

The professor patted him on the shoulder, sending a brief thrill through his body, as she walked past him and headed for the door. “Thanks! And don’t work too late.”

“I won’t.”

Jimmer watched her go, while in the back of his mind his imagination pictured a scenario in which she’d come into the lab at this late hour because she wanted him for a different sort of favor. A post-workout massage? A little something-something her husband wasn’t keeping up with these days? His cock swelled in his pants as he envisioned her bent over to look at his mice again, then her looking back and cocking an eyebrow suggestively his direction.

He shook his head. And that’s why he rarely dated – only attracted to unapproachable women. It went deeper than that, but he was content to live with that fiction.

Back to his side project, Jimmer realized he simply lacked the expertise to find a way to deliver his trigger protein past the blood-brain barrier. He knew the neurochemistry of the pheromones and sexual response in the brain. Humans, unfortunately, had largely evolved out the olfactory receptors necessary to be susceptible to pheromones. Injecting the protein directly into the brain worked – on mice. He just couldn’t get it to survive that nearly impenetrable barrier that protected the brain, and no one would buy a drug that only worked when shot directly into the brain.

Asking for help from anyone around the department would only raise questions he couldn’t answer without jeopardizing his position in the program. He might reach out to other researchers around the world, but it was a small community and might easily get back to his Bascom.

So where could he go for help?

He cleaned up the lab, finished his notes, and was halfway across the dark campus when an idea came to him. He TA’d one of the undergrad biochem labs and had read a report by a student, possibly a senior, that had read like a full-blown research paper. Everyone knew the girl – she was painfully brilliant and knew it. There was no doubt she’d blow through grad school and likely end up on tenure track in short order. Jimmer’s mind went back to her paper, though. It had speculated on some novel techniques for delivering drugs through the blood-brain barrier. Might she be able to figure out his problem? And, more importantly, could he get her to help without her spilling anything about it to anyone else? Would it be worth putting up with her attitude? If she could figure it out, the answer was obvious. Didn’t hurt that she was easy on the eyes…

Jimmer resolved to give it some thought. He’d see her in class tomorrow.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby McKenzie sauntered across the quad, fully aware that everyone stared at her. She was a strong example of Irish heritage. Pale skin, flaming red hair, and brilliantly green eyes. However, she knew these features weren’t what drew their attention; it was more likely that her short red plaid pleated skirt, thigh high fishnet stockings, and the small Nirvana t-shirt that stretched over her full breasts and left a glimpse of her stomach bare, these were the things that they stared at.

She paused for a moment to re-tie the laces on her Doc Martins and then adjusted her cat eye glasses. This was a severely conservative school and she stood out wherever she went. She could have cared less, in fact, had it not been the very best school for her program, she wouldn’t have even attended. Given her advanced neuro-chemistry research in high school, colleges and universities had been clamoring for her attendance. This school had the best program and gave her the best package to attend, and so here she was, standing out like a sore thumb and giving zero fucks about it.

She finally arrived in her classroom and took a seat at the back as usual. While most students picked these seats to escape the teacher’s eyes, she did so because the class bored her and the fact that she liked to see everyone in the room. She had been picked on in high school and so sitting in front of people had never been something enjoyed.

She crossed her legs and watched the professor and his TA enter the room. She pulled out her laptop and clicked it on, only mildly listening to the lecture. It was all repetitive as far as she was concerned, and instead she worked on her own research as they droned on. She had always been an overachiever and had read and taught herself most of the topics in the class anyway, but it was required and so she sat through it.

She was so engrossed in her own work that she didn’t even notice when the class ended. It was only when she looked up to find herself alone in the room with only the TA, that she realized the class had ended. She blinked a few times, adjusted her glasses and stretched, yawning a bit. She reached into her bag and reapplied her blood red lipstick and then started to pack up. When she was done she looked towards the front of the room and noticed there was a stack a papers.

She slung her messenger bag over her shoulder and walked towards the desk and picked up both a graded paper and a sheet of paper outlining their next assignment. She sighed and rolled her eyes and started to shove it into her bag when she thought she heard the TA say something.

“Did you say something?”

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer was still considering how he might approach the undergrad for assistance while taking his morning shower. He'd pretty well convinced himself that he could appeal to her intelligence and need to be challenged and went through a possible conversation multiple times in his head. The trick would be getting her alone without fumbling all over himself.

As he dried off, a drip of cold water plopped on the top of his head. Jimmer looked up and found that drop had friends, all accumulating in a water-stained splotch of the ceiling in his ancient apartment. Crap, he thought. The leak in the bathroom above his unit was back. Or she'd left the shower curtain untucked. Wouldn't be the first time.

Jimmer moved his trashcan to the middle of the room to catch the drips and hurried to finish getting ready. Donning jeans, worn running shoes, and a black t-shirt, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and locked up. In the hall, he looked upstairs and waffled as to whether to check in with the neighbor about the water. He'd met the young woman who lived there, but forgotten her name in his flustered mess of being face to face with such a hottie.

He finally resolved to go let her know. Friendly like, right? He hurried up the stairs and tapped on the door. Moments later, it swung open and a big, muscle-bound lunk glared down at him. Jimmer recognized the guy he'd seen around a couple times, presumably the girl's boyfriend.

After scrutinizing Jimmer, the guy scowled. "What?"

"Uh, hi, sorry to bother you," Jimmer said, wiping his palms on his jeans. "I live in the unit downstairs. Just noticed there was water leaking through the ceiling, probably from...er, your...bathroom. Thought you might want to know."

"And?" The guy seemed utterly unmoved. "So call the manager."

Jimmer sighed inwardly and nodded. No sense continuing this line of conversation.

"Yeah, sure. Just wanted to, you know, pass it along." He stood their awkwardly as the guy said nothing. "Right. Uh. Bye."

The guy didn't say anything, just closed the door on him. What an ass. Before Jimmer could retreat, though, he heard the girl's voice call out, asking who it was. "Just the dweeb from downstairs, whining about a leak."

Jimmer felt the heat rise in his face. What could he do, though?

"Oh, that again," the girl said. "Plumbing here sucks."

"Probably just an excuse to come up here and check you out."

Jimmer raised an eyebrow at that. It certainly hadn't been the only reason he'd come up, but it might have been a tie-breaker.

"Don't be insecure," the girl playfully chided the guy. "Like I'd ever hook up with someone like that."

Jimmer's red-face flared and he quietly hurried off. Sure, he knew that a girl like that was out of his league. They wouldn't have anything in common. But to hear her say it like that? Ugh. He tried to forget the entire episode as he hurried across campus, but it was impossible not to hear those words again and again.

#

Professor Jasko, a senile old man who probably should have retired about ten years ago, met Jimmer in the hall as they entered the lecture hall just in time with the bell. Jimmer liked the guy well enough, but sympathized with all the students who had to listen to his dry lectures. A glance at the waiting student body showed an eager lack of attention.

Jimmer's focus finally turned away from the episode with his neighbor as he remembered the superstar student - Ruby McKenzie, he recalled from grading some of her work - was in this section and he might have a chance to approach her. His eyes moved straight to the back of the room where she usually sat and wasn't disappointed to find her. It would have been hard to miss the blazing red hair and ample pale skin on display. He had often wondered at her choice of attire. Did she dress provocatively to get attention or in some sort of general "I don't give a fuck what you think about me" statement? It certainly stood in juxtaposition with her intellectual aptitude.

Jimmer took his notes through the lecture, knowing that most of the questions he'd field in the study sessions would stem from inattentive students having missed some critical detail. It was a pain to sit through this introductory level material, but perhaps one day he'd be having to teach it. Never hurt to reinforce the fundamentals.

When class finished, Jimmer intentionally poked around. Most students piled out in short order and even the professor was quick to pack up and depart. To his relief, and nerves, Ruby seemed to be completely oblivious to the end of class and was still in her seat when the last of the room cleared out. She finally noticed, packed up, and came down to the table to pick up her paper and notes.

"Excuse me, Miss McKenzie?" He hated how nervous he felt approaching a woman, even when it wasn't for something like a date.

She didn't seem to notice him at first. Was she wearing headphones he'd missed. He repeated himself, crossing the room to get a bit closer.

Ruby finally turned on him, as if noticing him for the first time. Jimmer forced his eyes to stay on her face and away from her ample cleavage and bared tummy. "Did you say something?"

Jimmer stammered, but held it together.

"Yes, Miss McKenzie," he said, then took a deep breath. "I...don't take this the wrong way, but I get the impression you're bored with this class. Probably all of your classes. You're clearly well above this material and, well, if you're as smart as I think you are, you could use a challenge."

He gave her a moment, but she seemed to be waiting for him to get to the point.

"And...I'm working on a project I think you might be interested in...helping with. It involves getting a drug past the blood-brain barrier. And after grading your paper on a related subject last semester, I thought it might...you know...be a good fit. If you're interested."

God, he hoped that hadn't sounded like the worst pick-up line of all time.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby looked the TA over for a moment. She hadn’t really noticed him much before as much more than a body that graded papers. He wasn’t bad looking, brown hair than was long enough to swoop into his brown eyes, a pleasant smile. She supposed if someone dressed him in something a little more upscale than “I just rolled out of bed” he’d probably look rather dashing; not that that mattered much to her.

She stuffed her paper into her bag and then crossed her arms over her chest as she gave him a good long stare. He seemed harmless enough. Contrary to what most people may have assumed by her dress, she wasn’t really interested in sleeping around, she simply liked to piss off all the conservative assholes that flew around the college. He didn’t seem to be trying to pick her up, and anything that would stimulate her brain would be a welcome distraction from the droning boredom what was her classes.

“I suppose I could take a look at it…” She said and then moved her hands to hold onto the strap of her messenger bag. She wasn’t much better at dealing with the opposite sex than Jimmer was, she was just better at faking it.

“Do you have time to discuss the project now or do you want to schedule a time to meet up later?” she asked.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Despite putting together his best sales pitch, Jimmer still found himself surprised that Ruby so easily accepted his offer. Or at least showed a polite interest in hearing him out. Now what? He hadn't exactly thought through how he'd actually incorporate her into the project.

"Uh, well, I'm free for a couple hours," he said. "I can show you the lab and walk you through what I'm up against. You can decide if you want in or out after that. Since I can't offer class credit or even a token salary at this point, it's purely extra-curricular. But you'd be in the lab doing real research..."

Jimmer gathered up the extra papers and led Ruby out and toward the stairs, hoping she wouldn't mind climbing to the fourth floor. The building had elevators, but they tended to be packed between classes.

"So, my research is mostly into pheromones in mammals, trying to find ways to improve captive breeding programs. In some mammals, like dogs, it's a powerful effect. In others, like..." He couldn't say humans outright, since they didn't have captive breeding programs. "...primates, the olfactory receptors are underdeveloped or non-functional. But the brain chemistry mechanisms are still latent and accessible. I've been working on ways to deliver the same kick straight to the brain via the bloodstream from inhaled pheromones. Most of it's done, but it's the brain's own defenses that are giving me problems."

Jimmer found himself winded by the time they reached the top of the steps. He was in good shape, running regularly, but seldom was he talking so much while doing it. He led her down the hallway and unlocked the lab door.

The lights were on, but the long, narrow room was unoccupied by anyone save the couple hundred mice. As was typical of college labs, the benches were overwhelmed with lab equipment, papers, and other detritus. Chairs and computer stations dotted the length and in the back corner was a well-worn couch that worked well enough for naps and overnight observation marathons.

"Sorry about the smell," he said, waving her in. "Can't be helped with the mice, though we do our best to keep the cages clean."

He gave Ruby the nickel tour, pointing out the most relevant lab equipment and the other pieces of his workflow. Throughout the process, he couldn't help but sneak glances at her fetching figure, both excited and hesitant about having an attractive young undergrad potentially working closely with him for a while. Would he be able to stay focused?

"Well, what do you think?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby, despite herself, was excited at the prospect of something new. The chance to learn something new, and more importantly, the exhilaration of discovering something new.

She followed Jimmer up to the lab and followed him as he gave her a tour, nodding on occasion to indicate that she had heard what he said and understood. She didn’t care a fig for the smell he apologized for, it was the price of discovery and one she had encountered before. She was more interested in where the project was and what data she could garner on what he was doing.

He explained what he was doing, and she could see the practical applications. It was difficult to get mammals in captivity to mate, and many of them were endangered. When he asked her what her thoughts were she just nodded a few times and walked to the only computer station in the small lab. She sat on the stool and within seconds had hacked past his password and was looking over the data and information that had been collected so far.

After several minutes of scanning over what she saw she finally spun around on the stool. She crossed her legs and looked him dead in the eyes as she spoke.

“I accept the lack of money and credit, however, when we break this, and let me insure you, we will, I expect to be appropriately credited in all the material as a co-author and founder and expect that I will, from hence fourth, receive 60% of all the profits gained from the chemical upon it’s governmental and commercial release. The extra 10% is not only to make up for the fact that I am currently doing this research pro-bono, but also because I don’t think you can break this without me” she told him without flinching.

She looked him up and down for a moment and thought that she could probably run him for more of the profits, if she were an asshole, which she did her best not to be unless warranted.

“Get me a notarized document stating all that, and I’m in,” she grinned at him, the delight of a new challenge brightening her face.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer was flustered at her lack of response, more so when she helped herself to one of the lab computers and promptly managed to somehow circumvent his password. He felt flush with anger and irritation at her audacity, but couldn't bring himself to do much more than watch on as she quickly began perusing his files and research notes. He was also nervous that he might have gotten more than he'd bargained for by recruiting Ruby.

Was she really comprehending his research material that quickly? Unlikely, but she might be getting the concept down sufficiently to know if she could offer something.

After a few minutes, she turned on him and made her offer. He was stunned - both in irritation and excitement. His dream was that much closer to reality, but he wasn't too keen on her take.

"Sixty percent? Are you kidding? I've already done ninety percent of the work. And don't flatter yourself...I could easily find someone who'd be able to figure out the last bit."

What he didn't say, and she likely knew, was that he'd probably have to take it to a big pharma company. At best, he might be able to get ten percent for himself with such an arrangement.

"Look. If this works - and that's still a big if given the challenges and regulatory process - the university gets the patent for anything developed using school facilities. I'm okay with them getting some of the preliminary credit most specifically related to my dissertation research, but I think you grasp what the bigger opportunity is here. That means we're playing the long game. Test the concept now, then form a company outside the university's purview to finish development and go through regulatory approvals."

Jimmer took a deep breath. He'd envisioned nearly full ownership of a massive IPO company. Still, splitting part of what would potentially be a multi-billion dollar company within a decade was nothing to be disappointed in.

"I agree to your terms on co-author for any papers or patents related to your input. And, if the preliminary work looks promising, I'll agree to a fifty-fifty joint venture outside the school to bring this to market."

Jimmer hadn't thought ahead enough to appreciate the business side of this relationship. Hopefully she was being prudent rather than opportunistic.

He offered her his hand. "Deal?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby arched her delicate eyebrow at Jimmer’s reaction to her demands. She had learned long ago to always aim high during negotiations; it gave you room to come down without cheating yourself. She listened to the rest of his rant, her struggle not to smile in amusement at his rant was evident. When he was done, she looked at him for a moment and then stood, jutting her right hand out to shake Jimmer’s hand.

“You’ve gotta deal,” she smiled and then moved her hand back to the strap running across her ample chest.

“Draw up the contracts and email me my start date and I’ll be here, bright eyed and bushy-tailed,
she winked and then headed off to her next class.

The rest of her day bored her to tears. She couldn’t wait until she got through these boring introductory and core classes and got to the good stuff, the stuff that would secure her future. Of course, this venture that TA had suggested could be the ticket to that very security. There were so many species that where endangered, and breeding in captivity was always difficult. This formula could help save so many animals for future generations, not to mention, in low enough potency, she was sure it could treat sexual dysfunction in humans.

The next morning, she got an email from Jimmer to meet him that evening after classes in the lab. She hoped her contract would be there and she could get to work. It had been a long time since she had gotten excited about a project, and this one had so many possibilities! She got up and showered, did her hair and makeup and then got dressed. She donned a pair of black vinyl leggings with a dark red cutoff t-shirt that had “Badass” scrolled across the chest, and black booties. She filled her messenger bag with all her stuff and slung it across her chest before she headed off for the day.

The day seemed to drag by, same boring classes, same lame “bros” trying to hit on her. If she could find one person on the entire campus that had a double-digit brain cell count, well then, she supposed she would be more social. As it was, she was here to work, and she was more than eager to get started on Jimmer’s project.

When the time finally came, she took a few moments to herself before entering the lab. She was a little nervous; she wasn’t great at working with other people, and this project could yield notable results, it was a very big deal. She freshened her dark red lipstick and then walked into the lab with more confidence than she actually felt.

“Hey Jimmer,” She said as she moved towards an empty table and set her bag down, “do you have that contract for me to sign?”

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer was relieved when Ruby took his counter-offer. Her goodbye wink put butterflies in his stomach, though, and he again wondered if this was a good idea. She was the most peculiar mixture of brilliant, antithetical, and irreverent.

He wasn’t familiar with business contracts, especially when there wasn’t yet a specific business entity to name or patents to protect. He did have a friend in the university’s law school, however, and hit him up for advice on what could be done to offer protections and a framework for future arrangements. Surprisingly, his friend was eager to help work up a draft (considered it good practice) and got one of his professors to bless it.

Jimmer dodged his neighbor’s boyfriend on getting back to his apartment late that evening. The leak in the bathroom ceiling was still dripping, but the trashcan hadn’t yet overflowed. He’d been so busy with getting the contract and thinking about plans he hadn’t yet contacted the building manager. Tomorrow, he promised himself. The last thing he did before bed was to send Ruby an email to let her know the paperwork was ready and they could meet tomorrow night.

The following day dragged on. Despite his reservations, he was eager to see if Ruby could indeed help him find the breakthrough he needed. It was the biggest injection of fresh energy into this project since he’d conceived of it nearly three years ago. The class he TA’d with her didn’t meet today, so he wouldn’t see her until that evening.

After dinner at his apartment, Jimmer decided to take a quick shower and put on some fresh clothes – again, just a t-shirt (green with “Talk Nerdy to Me” in white letters) and jeans, but at least they were clean. He threw his essentials into his backpack and crossed campus to the Neurosciences building. There was evidence of a few others putting in late hours in the own labs, but the building was otherwise quiet. He’d barely had time to get the lights of his own lab on when Ruby arrived.

Jimmer took a deep breath to settle his nerves. (Dammit, why was he so nervous about this??) He turned to welcome his new partner and remembered exactly why she had that effect on him. The redhead had poured her legs into black pants that shined in the fluorescents. Her curvy top was barely contained within a red cutoff shirt with the word Badass across it. Red lipstick matched the shirt and she looked like she was only stopping by to finish the paperwork on her way to go clubbing.

“Hey Jimmer,” She said as she moved towards an empty table and set her bag down, “do you have that contract for me to sign?”

Jimmer ripped his eyes off the expanse of bare flesh between her top and bottom, just barely comprehending her question.

“Contract, yes,” he said, grateful to have something else to focus on for the moment. He dug into his backpack to find the paperwork and handed it over.

“Two copies, one for each of us. We have to sign both.”

He had already signed and dated his lines and waited while she perused the documents and added her own signatures. Just like that, they were partners. Just where that arrangement would lead…

“So, uh, did you want to jump right in tonight, or did you have other plans? I’m guessing most of our work will have to be at night, but you’re welcome to work when you have time. I’ll see about getting you a key to the lab if Professor Bascom is cool with it.”

 

[scarlettnuit]

When Ruby walked in, her eyes were immediately drawn to Jimmer’s shirt. The corners of her mouth upturned when she read the phrase, her eyes then moving up to his eyes.

“Ooo baby. It’s not fair to tease a girl with a t-shirt,” she teased him as she sat down at the desk in front of him to read the contract.

After some time, when she felt that she had thoroughly read, comprehended, and agreed to the terms, she signed her name with a flourish and dated the documents. She then tucked her copy into her bag and turned to Jimmer.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

While the first day was a bit awkward, it soon became obvious that Jimmer was far more intelligent than his TA job made him look. It was the first time, in a long time, that she felt like she was working with someone that was her equal, someone that she wouldn’t have to explain every last detail to; he got it.

In the following weeks they began to fall into a natural rhythm when they were in the lab. Ruby would show up 15 minutes early, no matter what the day or time, and would work until she passed out at her desk. As the weeks progressed into months, Ruby began to notice things about Jimmer, things that she found she liked. He was funny, charming, and not terrible on the eyes. Was he the next male model for some European underwear collection? No. However, she wasn’t really into guys like that anyway, they were too fake and narcistic. She wanted someone who could make her laugh and stimulate her mind…and a few other things.

It made it difficult to keep up her confident appearance when she started to have butterflies every time she saw him. It was because of this that she had been grouchier than usual towards him the past few weeks. She was laying on her bed in her dorm room, taking a breather before meeting him at the lab. She closed her eyes and sighed, thanking any deity that would listen, that her roommate was out.

As she tried to relax her mind, thoughts Jimmer floated into her mind. She had been feeling fairly horny all day, and the thought of him, to her surprise, made the pit of her stomach ache. She ran her hands under t-shirt and felt her hard nipples through the silky material of her bra. She bit her bottom lip and moaned softly as her fingertips caressed and teased the hardened numbs. As usual, this made her pussy throb and she found herself snaking her hand down her stomach and into her panties.

She smiled to herself as she felt how slick and creamy her pussy was. She gathered moisture on the pad of her middle fingertip and began to rub circles over her clit. She groaned deep in her throat and spread her legs apart wide. She pulled her hand out of the waistband of her skirt and then moved the fabric of her skirt up, moving the crotch of her damp panties to the side as she began to rub her clit some more.

In her mind Jimmer was saying and doing dirty things to her. He had her bent over one of the lab tables, spanking her ass as he grabbed her tits. She imagined what it would feel like to have him slam his cock deep inside of her as he told her what a dirty little slut she was, his slut, no one elses.

She was thinking about licking her own juices off of his cock when she came hard against her hand, her back arching slightly, followed be a silly grin on her face. She sighed and looked over to the clock on her side table and realized that she was running late to the lab. She had completely lost track of time. She swung her legs over her bed and threw on her combat boots, not even taking the time to change her wet panties, or wash the sex off of her hand as she grabbed her bag and took off running across campus.

When she finally got there, her cheeks were pink with the exertion of running across campus, and she was late, which never happened.

“Sorry I’m late,” she huffed as she blew through the door, setting her stuff down and trying to get started as soon as possible. She immediately remembered that she needed to wash her hands and ran over to the sink to do so.

When she was done she plopped onto a stool near Jimmer and opened up her laptop and tried to settle her mind to get to work.

“Any updates I should know about?” she asked as she waited for her computer to boot up.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Working with Ruby was nothing like he’d imagined it would be. On the upside, they worked remarkably well together. She was every bit as bright as he’d expected and they always seemed to be on the same wavelength. Even better, her work ethic was stunning. He knew her intelligence wasn’t simply innate – she worked and studied her (exquisite) ass off. He felt so guilty over the amount of time she was spending in the lab, he talked Professor Bascom into officially hiring her as an undergrad lab assistant. The title was completely unworthy of her contribution, but it paid a token amount and made her presence in the lab more official and less conspicuous.

On the flipside, she was an unending source of distraction. Ruby’s manner of provocative dress never changed. He’d started to get used to both that and her personality, finding himself increasingly attracted to the person beneath the first impressions. But just as he started to find a level of comfort with her, Ruby’s attitude had soured around him. He wasn’t sure what it was or whether it had anything to do with him.

The project had hit all manner of bumps in the road, yet it was clear to him early on that Ruby would be able to figure out his problem. Her first ideas were exactly the out-of-the-box approaches he’d have never come up with on his own yet seemed perfectly obvious after-the-fact. Their first several efforts failed, but in each iteration they learned things and moved on to the next test.

This afternoon, Jimmer found the first evidence of that hoped-for breakthrough. Formula N-17, Ruby’s latest protein sheath bound to his pheromone-like molecule, had finished synthesis and he’d administered it to mouse J788 (re-named Winston by Ruby). He’d then introduced Winston to Minnie (L409) and within three minutes of confined exposure they were copulating. They went at it so long and hard that he’d been forced to isolate them, getting bitten in the process.

He’d been eager to tell Ruby about their success, but decided it could wait until she arrived that evening. While waiting, he pondered their experiment and couldn’t quite shake the fear that this was a false positive, that the drug was latching on to their olfactory receptors and not going straight through the bloodstream and to the mice’s brains. It was impossible to be certain with mice.

The only way to be sure was to try it on a primate. He couldn’t afford or justify primate research, but he had access to himself. There were minimal risks of side-effects from the drug. He was confident it wouldn’t hurt him to take it, regardless how reckless such things were usually considered in the field. The question would be dosing. Humans were nothing like mice.

And what if it worked? Humans were far different from animals when it came to sexual responses. They thought things through, rationalizing their prospective partnerships. With the way Ruby had been treating him lately, he doubted she felt any attraction toward him – certainly not like he felt toward her. If he took the drug and then quizzed her on any change in her attraction, heightened sexual response, after some exposure time, he could get a first-pass blind test of efficacy. She might be ticked at him using her that way, but she was smart enough to understand the need to keep her in the dark. And it wasn’t like she wouldn’t be able to resist any impulses it might impart.

By early evening, Jimmer had talked himself into giving it a try. He estimated the proper dose based on his weight, packed the drug into a capsule, and swallowed it. This was it, the first live test. He could barely keep his hands from shaking.

He knew the drug, in theory, should affect him as much or more so than anyone around him. It went through his digestion into his bloodstream and to his sweat glands. From there, it broke down into an aerosolized active agent that could be breathed in and go back into the bloodstream. The active agent would then pass into the brain and latch onto the proper receptors in a more primal root structure that regulated hormone responses.

Half an hour later, Jimmer couldn’t tell if it was doing anything. He was excited and his mind was actively fantasizing about Ruby, but that was hardly any different from usual. If he was more excited and more aroused, it could simply be a psychosomatic effect from anticipating it. Ruby’s reaction was the real test.

Seven o’clock rolled around and Ruby hadn’t arrived. She was always early and he got worried that tonight, of all nights, would be the time she wouldn’t show up. It’d be a waste of valuable drug.

Ruby swept into the room soon after, though, her pale flesh unusually flush. She seemed slightly discombobulated and apologized for being late. He brushed it off, figuring she’d just gotten caught up in something else. Besides, his eyes and brain immediately latched on to her legs and tummy, her curvy butt under the short skirt, the cleavage disappearing into her tight t-shirt…

Jimmer felt himself becoming distinctly aroused. His cock wasn’t fully erect in his jeans, but it was swelling. His heart thudded loudly in his chest and his palms got sweaty. Fuck…was it really working?

Ruby washed her hands and then plopped onto a nearby stool, hiking her skirt further up to near the top of her thighs. “Any updates I should know about?”

Jimmer’s eyes dwelled on her legs for a bit before he was able to look up and answer.

“Uh, maybe, yeah,” he said. “See for yourself.”

Jimmer waited for Ruby to join him beside the wall of mouse cages. He pointed to Winston and Minnie, who he’d put back together about twenty minutes ago. Even hours after the initial dosing and the physical exhaustion they had to be feeling, the mice were still going at it.

Ruby’s hip brushed against Jimmer as she leaned over to observe. It took all of his restraint not to slip around behind her and grind his now fully hard cock into her ass.

“I gave them the N-17-bound drug this afternoon,” he said, leaning down so their heads were side by side. At this range, she had to be exposed to anything carried on his evaporating sweat. “Had to separate them for a while to keep from hurting themselves. But, clearly, they’re having a good time. I think we’ve hit the breakthrough we’ve been waiting for…”

 

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Ruby popped up off the stool and walked over to the cage. As Jimmer moved to stand beside her, she was thrown that her heart sped up slightly at his proximity. She thought nothing of it, chalking it up to her earlier activity and her new fascination with him.

As she watched the mice she giggled and then screamed in excitement. She then turned and hugged Jimmer tight as she jumped up and down.

“We did it! We did it!” she exclaimed and then froze.

It was in that moment then the drug Jimmer had taken hit her full on. Her pupils dilated slightly, and the feeling of his body being pressed against hers was the most amazing thing she had ever felt. Normally, she would have been put off that his hard cock now pressed against her stomach, but instead, her nipples hardened, and she felt a familiar throb between her legs.

“Jimmer…” she said softly as her hands moved from around his neck to his chest.

Her cheeks blushed as hormones rushed through her system and she tried to her best not to let them get the better of her, but it was completely useless. She closed her eyes and let out a soft little moan as her lips moved to Jimmer’s neck, licking the salt of his skin with the tip of her tongue before kissing it and gently sucking it into her mouth. She did this for several moments before she even realized she was doing it. When she did, she pulled away abruptly and put a little space between them.

She looked into his eyes with embarrassment and confusion, though her eyes strayed down to the crotch of his pants again, and the obvious bulge that was hidden inside. She bit her bottom lip and tried to think, tried to explain.

“I’m…I’m sorry…I don’t know what came of me…” she started, in broken breathy words before turning her back to him, “I…believe it or not, I’ve only been with one person…point being,” she paused and took a deep breath, “point being despite appearances, I don’t normally accost unsuspecting men…”

After a few moments she finally turned around to look at Jimmer. She was willing her body to stop its movements, but it seemed to move of its own accord. She bit her bottom lip and moved towards him, moving his hands onto her waist. She had never been this bold in her life, but right now, all she wanted, more than life itself, was to feel him inside of her.

“Do you want to touch me?” she asked breathlessly.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer was stunned when Ruby turned on him and hugged him in excitement at their success. She might dress provocatively, but she'd never been the touchy feely type. And yet now, she was holding him tight...tight enough his erection was pressed into her. That touch was utterly electric and it took every last shred of restraint not to forcibly take her.

And in that, he was both disturbed and elated. The rational part of his mind knew this response was both incredibly dangerous and unethical. The animal part of his brain, however, had been chemically given nearly complete control over everything his body did. Even knowing why they were responding the way they were, he felt like he was out of control.

Ruby whispered his name as her hugging abruptly changed to something more intimate. He knew immediately she was just as under the drug's influence as he was. It had, indeed, successfully crossed the blood brain barrier, and with stunning speed.

Then she started kissing and licking his neck. All thoughts of what the drug was doing and how he should be responding vanished. His heart was pounding and his hands explored the bare skin of her back, sliding toward her ass.

Ruby found a shred of self-control he lacked, pushing back and apologizing for her behavior. Now was the time to tell her that he'd taken the drug, that her responses were not under her control. He needed to tell her it was okay to step back and accept this as a vital data point in their project.

But his eyes wandered over her body, from her hips to her breasts to her lips. Her face was a mask of sheer lust and desire, looking at him the way no woman ever had before. She stepped forward and returned his hands to her hips.

“Do you want to touch me?” she asked breathlessly.

More than anything. Jimmer didn't say it, but every fiber of his being was demanding it.

"Ruby," he said, his conscience giving it one last go. "I need to..." ...tell you something. The words never came.

He slid his hands around to her butt and pulled her in tight, pressing his cock back into her pelvis. He leaned down and found her lips with his, kissing her fiercely. God, how sweet she tasted. Touch, taste, fuck...he wanted everything.

"Yes," he groaned between kisses.

Jimmer couldn't get enough of Ruby. He'd lusted over her, body and mind, for months. His body was more than willing to live out those fantasies.

He slid a hand up her side, savoring the heat of her bare flesh, until cupping one of her full breasts. It yielded tantalizingly under his attention, yet the t-shirt and bra were frustratingly in the way. His addled brain felt a fleeting rush of feral anger at the obstacle, though he was able to tamp it down by kissing her even more aggressively.

He started tugging at the hem of her shirt. "Shirt...off..." he grunted between kisses.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Addicting electricity shot through her body when Jimmer’s mouth crashed into her own. When his hands slid around to her ass, the feeling of his hard cock pushing into her stomach made her jump up and wrap her legs around his waist before she devoured his mouth again.

He had moved her to sit on the edge of one of the lab counters when he grunted about her shirt. It took every fiber of her being to pull away from his hot, wet mouth, but she managed to do so just long enough to slip her shirt over her head and then unlatch her bra.

Had this been a normal situation, Ruby might have been nervous, or coy, but with the drug fueling through her brain, all she wanted was his touch on her bare skin. Her nipples ached for his mouth and when his lips finally latched around one, her eyes rolled back into her head as she moaned low in her throat.

“Oh fuck…that’s making me fucking drip,” she moaned huskily, words coming out of her mouth that she would have never dared say before, but her brain was too fogged to know or care what her body was doing.

As he played with her breasts, she managed to unbuckle Jimmer’s pants, reaching down and stroking him as he licked her. She could feel her wetness soaking through her panties, making a small wet spot against Jimmer’s shirt. She pushed him away a bit and stood.

“Clothes off…” her eyes hungrily ate up his body as she removed her skirt and panties, not bothering to take off her thigh highs or shoes.

Once he was satisfactorily naked, she pressed her body against his and kissed his chest, each taste of his skin causing her to moan softly. She kissed her way down his torso until she came face to face with his cock. She bit her bottom lip for a moment and the ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of him before taking him fulling in her mouth.

She had never really been a huge fan of blow jobs, but as her head bobbed up and down, all she could think of was how delightful he tasted and how good his velvety heat felt in her mouth. She moaned softly and used her hand to work what she couldn’t fit into her mouth, her other hand moving to cup and caress his balls.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer was pleased, shocked, and mesmerized when Ruby took removed her shirt and bra at his demand. No hesitation, no looking at him like he'd lost his mind. If anything, she couldn't seem to get undressed quickly enough. And those breasts that had taunted him for months from behind tight shirts, were finally revealed in all their glory. Full, curvy, and tipped with hard, pink nipples that beckoned him.

He pounced on her, hands and then lips exploring her. So smooth and seemingly made for his attention. Between his teeth, her nipples felt as hard as the raging erection in his pants.

“Oh fuck…that’s making me fucking drip,” she moaned huskily.

The raw carnality in her voice drove Jimmer nuts. No girl had ever talked to or responded to him like this before. It was intoxicating. He doubled his efforts even while she undid his pants and wrapped her fingers around his cock, contact that brought out in involuntary growl.

She pushed him back, pissing him off only until he realized what she'd just said. Clothes off. Of course. He tore off his shirt and then fumbled his pants and underwear off along with his shoes. His eyes never left Ruby, taking in all of her perfect pale flesh as it was revealed in her own haste to strip. Just above her crotch was a thin line of red hair, matching her usual locks. He could smell her state of arousal and his cock twitched and bounced in response.

Naked, face to face, Jimmer nearly jumped her. Ruby moved first, though, pressing her fiery body into his before kissing her way down to his cock. Watching her take him between those full lips was a marvel, and the feeling...

"Oh, fuck, yes," he groaned.

Ruby licked and sucked and stroked him until his head began to swim. He grasped her by the hair to steady himself. Feeling that bit of control, Jimmer started to fuck her mouth. It was all her could do to refrain from choking her.

A small part of Jimmer was aware of how crazy this was. They were in the middle of the lab, where anyone passing by could see them through the small window. Yes, it was late, but there were certainly others in the building at this hour, not even counting the custodial staff. Instead of freaking out like he ordinarily would have, he got even more turned on.

"Oh, yeah, Ruby. Suck it. Harder! I'm so close!"

His red-headed partner seemed to be on the same wavelength, sucking and stroking him harder. Jimmer wouldn't win any awards for endurance as he was ready to blow scarcely a minute or two after they'd started. His body had been a powder keg since popping the experimental drug and Ruby had lit a very short fuse.

He blew with little additional warning. Every nerve in his body fired as he felt like multiple climaxes released at once. Ruby struggled with it at first, but seemed able to take the generous discharge.

Tender and sensitive like an exposed nerve, Jimmer had to pull himself out of her mouth. Looking down, Ruby was a dream - flushed, lipstick smeared, and looking back with a feral hunger while wiping away a bit of semen from the corner of her mouth.

Jimmer took her by the hand and pulled her up, kissing her almost violently, heedless off his own residual taste.

"Table," he said, lifting and setting her back in the table. He kissed her again, then kissed his way over her breasts and down her tummy. He forced her legs wider as he made his way to her crotch. Her scent got him again, hard, and he licked his lips before diving in.

Never had he tasted anything so sweet. Jimmer's tongue lapped every bit of her juices he could find between her folds. When he could find no more, his tongue penetrated her depths. Sated for the moment, he turned the focus of his attention on her swollen clit. Tongue, lips, fingers... Everything. Now. More.

 

[scarlettnuit]

She moaned and sucked him until she was rewarded with big thick globs of his cum pouring down her throat. There was so much she almost choked a bit but managed to swallow it down.

It had taken a lot of willpower not to play with herself while she sucked him, but she managed to keep her hands on task. However, soon she found herself being pulled up to Jimmer’s mouth and she kissed him back with equal enthusiasm.

She moaned into his mouth as he picked her up and set her on the table. She whimpered as she laid back, her body hot and dying to be touched. She gasped as she pushed her legs apart and then nearly shot off of the table at the first touch of his tongue to her core.

She covered her mouth to try and muffle the sounds of her moans, though at this point, she didn’t care much what people did or did not hear. All she cared about was Jimmer’s hot mouth on her molten pussy. Her hips rocked as he licked and sucked at her and her hand moved to her breasts, rolling her hard pink nipples between her fingers.

“Oh God!” she cried out as she suddenly came hard against Jimmer’s face, a warm sticky gush of her sweetness gushing from her slit. However, it did little to sate her.

Soon she felt his fingers move into her slick interest and start fucking her. She cried out, her back arching off the table.

“Fuck, yes…fuck me…” she panted, “Fuck me like it’s your cock,” she paused to groan low in her throat, “Fuck I want you inside of me…” She whimpered as Jimmer’s fingers made wet noises plunging in and out of her. Before long she came again, her walls clamping down on his fingers, her hands tightly pressed over her lips to muffle her cry of ecstasy.

She panted softly and could feel her juices dripping down her bottom. Her orgasm was enough to bring her back down to earth slightly. She sat up on her elbows and looked at him, his lips and chin glistening with her cum.

She bit her bottom lip and felt embarrassed that she wanted more. The effects of the drug were starting to slowly dissipate and now she started to feel embarrassed about her words, her actions, and her soaking wet pussy. She blushed pink from head to toe as she sat up and looked around, grabbing a lab coat to cover herself with.

“Do you think anyone heard?” she asked as she tried to regain control of herself.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer had heard of women who could "squirt" on achieving orgasm, but had never personally experienced it until now. The gush of outflow on bringing Ruby to climax with his tongue was startling and amazing. He relished in the feeling of warm release washing over his lips and cheeks and chin.

Ruby, like him, didn't seem sated with a single orgasm, and she was soon begging him to finger fuck her. He'd have happily hopped up and used his cock, but his desire to please her, to satisfy her every whim, prevailed. That and his fingers were already on the job. The second climax was no less intense, and this time he was able to watch her gush over his fingers.

Jimmer was vaguely aware that his cock had never softened, not even slightly, after his own climax in Ruby's mouth. Ordinarily, he'd have come down for at least a little while. Now, perhaps a side-effect of the drug, he'd remained turgid and ready for more. As he rose, gazing over the flushed body of his sprawled out lover, that erection throbbed in anticipation.

Ruby, however, seemed to have come down slightly from her heightened state of arousal after the climaxes, snatching up a nearby lab coat and covering herself somewhat. In the back of Jimmer's mind was that small, nagging bit of conscience that said he really needed to hold off and stop letting the drug call all the shots. She needed to know he'd taken the drug. Hopefully she wouldn't be too upset. Would it really overcome a person's inhibitions so completely, or had there been some underlying attraction to him without it? The distant scientist in him knew they'd have to experiment further.

Ruby's covering of herself only seemed to get him more excited. The tease of what was underneath the white fabric...

“Do you think anyone heard?” she said.

Jimmer shook his head, her words briefly getting through the fog of lust. Yeah, there was that inconvenient bit about them being in a more-or-less public place. They didn't need to get kicked out of the lab or worse. He glanced toward the lab door and didn't see anyone gawking. Ruby hadn't been a screamer, but she had gotten rather vocal there at a few points. He wasn't overly worried, but had enough self-awareness to know he'd fret about it later.

He turned back to Ruby, wiped his chin, and shook his head. "Nah, I don't think anyone heard...our celebration," he said. "Sound doesn't travel well through this building."

Jimmer ran his hands up the insides of Ruby's thighs, almost but not all the way to her crotch. His cock bounced against the edge of the table, but this particular piece of furniture was just a bit too high for him to reach Ruby. He was ready to tell her about the drug, but finding himself unable to penetrate her pussy triggered an overwhelming sense of frustration that pushed down all other thoughts. Lust, frustration, love, anger, elation, desire - his psyche was an emotional, hormonal battlefield.

He placed a hand behind Ruby's neck and gently drew her to a sitting position. His chin was still damp with her juices, but he didn't hesitate to pull her into a kiss. Ruby's hesitation seemed to falter and he pulled her in tight. The feel of her body in his arms, the smell of her hair, drove that feral urgency.

Jimmer scooped the young woman into his arms, pulling her legs around his waist. The lab coat was irritatingly in the way, but that could soon be fixed. He carried her to the couch in the back corner of the lab and laid her down, settling himself in between her legs.

"I think we'll need to try harder," he said, voice low and hungry. Jimmer could scarcely believe the person he'd become, yet fighting it had become all but useless.

He tugged at the lab coat until Ruby's sweat-glistened breasts came back into view.

Jimmer licked his lip. "Ruby...I'm gonna fuck you every way imaginable, and then we'll have to put our big brains together and imagine some new ways."

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby gasped softly as Jimmer picked her up and carried her to the couch. Her mind was warring with her body as the thrill of being picked up by him made her heart thump faster. The action, which she wouldn’t have thought much about normally, made the words “power”, “masculinity”, and “dominance” pulse through her mind and body, causing her to ache all over again.

When he pulled the lab coat away, she knew that she should have been upset and angry that he had just ripped away her only semblance of protection, but instead, she looked at him with dilated pupils and heavy eyelids. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and reclined them both slowly onto the couch, her legs moving on either side of his waist. She moved her right hand between them, positioning him at her entrance, her eyes begging him to take her.

He was able to slide inside of her with little resistance, her walls slick, wet and welcoming. She groaned I her throat and arched her back up against him, her knees falling open as she wanted to have as much of him inside of her as possible.

“Yes…yes, yes, yes, yes,” she sighed as she felt herself stretch around him.

She couldn’t remember when she had felt anything this good, every inch of him seemed to vibrate every nerve in her body, all of them begging to touch, caressed, and licked. She ran the tip of her tongue along the base of his throat, upwards until she reached his chin and then claimed his mouth. After several moments of hot deep kisses, she kissed his earlobe.

“Fuck me like you own me,” her hot, moist breath whispered into his ear.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Sliding into Ruby's pussy was like plugging into a high voltage outlet. Every nerve ending on Jimmer's cock was dialed up to maximum sensitivity and he shuddered at the touch. They felt like a perfect fit together - snug, slick, hot, explosive.

He started fucking her with long, deep strokes. Ruby pulled him in, licking and kissing him. She was as lost and demanding as him.

Ruby went at his earlobe, which set him off even more. “Fuck me like you own me,” she whispered.

Like I own you? I do own you. Now and forever. The words bouncing through Jimmer's head startled yet excited him. He'd never felt so powerful, so in control. He was unleashed.

Jimmer's hand mauled Ruby's tits while his cock pistoned away at her pussy. He tried to hammer their bodies together into a single piece, like a blacksmith blending together two unique metals. All that mattered was fucking. Fucking and owning and taking and pounding and tasting and kissing and...

"Arrrggghhhfuuuucckkkk!" Jimmer slammed his cock as deep as he could when he felt his climax upon him. Pulse after pulse throbbed down below. How he could cum that much, and so soon after having just climaxed from Ruby's blowjob, blew his mind. There was a feral edge to his satisfaction, knowing she was full of his seed. He did own her.

Jimmer held Ruby and kissed her, still with a fiery passion, as his breathing slowed. His cock, surprisingly, never softened where he held it inside his partner. He marveled at how perfect a woman could feel in his arms, under his weight.

After a short bit, Jimmer propped himself on his elbows and gazed into Ruby's eyes. Part of his rational mind asserted itself and reminded him this was all thanks to the drug. But was it? The other, currently dominant part of him, insisted it was truth when the filters of propriety were smashed.

"I can't believe the way you make me feel," he said. "The things you bring out in me."

Jimmer brushed a stray lock of Ruby's hair back from her face. All the while, cherishing her beauty, his cock continued to throb in her pussy. He should be exhausted, sexually spent, and yet his body wanted only to take her again.

 

[scarlettnuit]

Ruby came hard as she felt Jimmer’s hot cum soak her womb. When he kissed her she kissed him back, locking her ankles around his waist, not wanting to feel him slip from her. To her delight, he didn’t seem to be willing to leave her either.

"I can't believe the way you make me feel," he said. "The things you bring out in me."

“Likewise,” she responded and then rotated her hips, causing his head to rub delightfully against her g-spot.

She didn’t understand what was happening. She had always had a strong libido, but rarely did she act on it, at least, not with other people. She was a huge fan of masturbation; it was less messy emotionally and she honestly didn’t have time to mess with emotions at this stage in her life.

Now, as she laid pinned beneath Jimmer, all she could think about was doing this for the rest of the night. Fucking on every surface, licking every inch of skin, cumming until they were both like wet dishrags. She was about to kiss Jimmer again when she heard the door open.

“EEEP!” was the only sound that escaped from the mouth of the brunette that now stood in the doorway, red as a beet.

Ruby, who should have had the sense to be embarrassed, instead look at the woman in the doorway, noticing, and desiring, her luscious curves. Just as Ruby was wondering what color the woman’s nipples were, she was gone, and Ruby was even more confused.

“I’m nor normally attracted to women,” she said softly, more to herself than to Jimmer. Almost as the words left her mouth, her mind conjured images of running the tip of her tongue around the woman’s pink rosy areola. She wondered what her face would look like when she came…

Ruby moved so she could sit up. She noticed the considerable wet spot that they had left on the couch and got up to get some paper towels to clean it up. Her body wanted her to stay and have an all night fuck-fest, but there was a niggling bit of logic that was ruining it all for her.

“I…I should get going. I have an exam with the old man early in the morning…” she told Jimmer as she got dressed.
Every piece of clothing she put on was a struggle as she had no desire to leave, but there was something in her subconscious telling her that she should. When she finally had her clothes back on, she went to Jimmer and kissed him hotly, only to pull away like he had burned her lips.

“I’ll see you tomorrow…” She said softy and then left the lab and headed outside and started walking across the campus, wondering why she had the desire to do all the depraved things in her mind that she fantasized about.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer liked the way Ruby shifted her hips around his cock, fully ready and expecting to find a new position and go at it again. Ruby's eyes shifted over his shoulder, though, at the sound of surprise from someone else.

Jimmer looked back and just caught a glimpse of a woman retreating back out the door. Was that Emily from Professor Johnson's group down the hall? She occasionally came by to borrow some of their equipment. He hadn't gotten a good enough look to be sure, but it wouldn't be unheard of for her to be working at this hour. And she was cute...

“I’m not normally attracted to women,” Ruby said softly.

Not normally? Jimmer smiled and his cock throbbed at the idea of an impromptu threesome. The more, the merrier, right? She would certainly be willing and eager to join if she caught a whiff of the drug.

Ruby abruptly got up, dislodging herself from his embrace. Her reaction and his passing thought about the drug reminded him just how risky all this was. Their indiscretion in a nearly public space, the risk of the secret research being discovered. Hell, he might lose it all. He couldn't allow that.

Jimmer accepted Ruby's excuse about having an exam in the morning and helped her clean up. It was a challenge to watch her dress without taking her yet again, but he found the fortitude to resist. He pulled up his own underwear just in time to receive her parting kiss...one which almost broke his resolve.

"Tomorrow," he said as she turned to leave. "Can't wait."

He sighed as the door closed behind her and Jimmer fought the urge to chase her down. The rational part of his mind was slowly reasserting itself without a viable sex partner in his immediate vicinity and after having gotten off a couple times. Still, the urge was absurdly powerful.

"Powerful, no shit," he muttered as he pulled on his jeans. Had the dose been too much, or was it simply that powerful? He'd thought the self-administered dosage would be on the lower limit to be effective at all. This, though... It had been amazing in a terrifyingly powerful way. As is, it would never be legal. But weakened and controlled? It could be the most revolutionary drug of all time.

But what about Ruby and him? If she hadn't figured out what had happened, she soon would. Hopefully she would see the value in the test and not resent him for it. It had, after all, been amazing. He'd wanted her before tonight, now he wanted her even more. He didn't want to believe the drug had been entirely responsible for their wanton fucking.

Had Ruby harbored some interest in him before tonight? He needed to know if the drug only heightened existing attractions or if it worked on anyone, creating an irresistible desire. Ruby had mentioned being attracted to the woman who'd poked her head in the door. That led him to think it might be more the latter.

How long was the drug going to stay in his system? How far away could he be from a person before it took hold? How long would it last in the secondary recipient? Would Ruby still be willing and eager to fuck anyone who presented the opportunity on her way back to her place?

He felt an odd mix of arousal and jealousy at that notion. It would be his own damn fault if she did succumb. And she certainly could hold that against him.

And what about him? Would he be able to make it back to his apartment? Or should he just crash here and hope no one came back? What if Emily came back later, if that had been her?

Jimmer's jeans tightened as his mind immediately went to imagining fucking the fellow grad student. He didn't know her well and hadn't really had any interest in her that way, but now his mind was more than open to the idea. He could just walk down the hall quick to see if she was in her lab. At the very least, he should apologize for what she'd walked in on, right?

He slipped his shirt on and found himself walking down the hallway in the direction of the lab when he realized he was still in the grip of the drug. He stopped and firmly gripped a water fountain. No, he couldn't do this. Shouldn't do this. But...it could be valuable data. Jimmer's hand shook...

 

[scarlettnuit]

The cool autumn air was refreshing as Ruby made her way across campus. She felt sweaty and sticky from the little celebration she and Jimmer had had. While she had liked him, she wasn’t sure why she was suddenly so bold as to literally jump his bones. She sighed heavily and walked into her dorm building and to her room.

Once inside she closed the door and started to strip down for a shower. It was only then that she noticed the note on the door stating that the plumbing was being worked on and that the only functional bathroom was in the communal shower down the hall. She groaned and wrapped her body in a towel, grabbing her shower caddy, and headed down the hall.

It was fairly late so she was pretty certain that she would have the bathroom to herself, most of the other students were either cramming or asleep at this point. However, when she opened the door she heard a soft moan. She didn’t think much of it and headed in and turned on the shower in one of the stalls, only to hear a slightly louder moan. She tiptoed to the only other shower stall that was occupied and found herself peaking in the curtain. Inside was a girl she knew from her history course; Sadie.

She had always found the woman beautiful, her latte colored skin, her long wavy brown hair. She was probably one of the coolest people Ruby had ever encountered, and now here she was, peeking at her. Just as she was pulling away, Sadie looked up and smiled at her.

“You’re welcome to join me if you like,” She smiled seductively at Ruby.

Ruby immediately turned bright red and started apologizing profusely. Sadie’s only response was to step forward and open the curtain. She then tucked a piece of hair behind Ruby’s ear and then let her fingertips caress their way down Ruby’s neck and shoulder, until she reached her towel. She then gently tugged on the cloth until it fell to the floor.

Still unknowingly feeling the effects of the drug, Ruby stood there when she might have otherwise turned tail and run from fear and embarrassment. Instead, she got lost in Sadie’s hazel eyes as the woman moved in and kissed her, softly at first, but with increasing intensity. When she felt Sadie’s tongue caress her own, she moaned into her mouth and moved her hands around the other woman’s torso, allowing herself to be pulled into Sadie’s shower stall.

Sadie’s mouth moved from Ruby’s lips to her neck, and then to the peaks of her breasts. Ruby watched, almost as if she weren’t even in her body, the site of the delectable Sadie made her throb, even more so as Sadie’s wet pink tongue circled her nipple, and then sucked the peak into her mouth.

“Oh my God…” Ruby moaned as she leaned against the tile wall of the shower stall.

Sadie moved Ruby’s leg until her foot was on the small shower seat and then ran her tongue over the lips of Ruby’s pussy.

“Mmmmmmm…I always knew you’d taste just like honey,” She grinned up at Ruby, almost causing Ruby to cum right then and there.

Ruby was trying to get enough of her brain back to respond, but just as she started to form a coherent thought, Sadie began sucking and licking on her clit.

“Oh Fuck Sadie!” Ruby called out, pressing her hands against the shower wall to steady herself, Sadie’s only response was a husky laugh against Ruby’s pussy.

While Ruby had never really felt like she was attracted to women, she had always been curious about what it would feel like to make love with one. As she looked down and appreciated how beautiful Sadie was, she began to think that she definitely attracted to women on some level. She had started to think on this when Sadie moved two fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her as she licked and sucked on her clit.

“Oh FUCK!” Ruby cried out as she grabbed her own breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

She moaned and bit her bottom lip as the beautiful Sadie ate her pussy like a starving woman, enjoying the control she had over Ruby’s body. It wasn’t long before Ruby’s breath hitched and she came hard against Sadie’s beautiful face. Sadie then came up and kissed Ruby hotly on the mouth, their tongues dancing against one another’s, sharing the sweet tang of Ruby’s cum.

“I…” Ruby didn’t know what to say and she was so tired from the day’s sexual exploits that her mind was barely functional.

“Hey, I’ve got to finish a paper,” Sadie told her with her smokey voice and a smile, “But I expect to see you at my place tomorrow night.” With that, Sadie, sucked one of Ruby’s nipples into her mouth briefly and then gave Ruby a kiss good bye before leaving her there.

“Holy Shit…” Ruby said softly to herself. She then quickly showered and went back to her room where she very quickly passed out.

When she awoke the next morning, she realized she had slept through her alarm and missed her exam.

“Shit…” she sighed as she sat up. Her body was still fairly tired but at least she didn’t feel like shagging every living thing.

She got up and got dressed into a short leather mini skirt and corset top, pulled on her boots and pulled back her hair. She put on a bit of make up and then went to the day’s classes.

As she thought about the night before, it slowly became clear to her that she must have been exposed to their compound in some way, was it through the dose they gave the mice? Was there a leak in one of the containers? By the time evening rolled around, she had a list of things to check in the lab.

When she walked in she saw Jimmer and blushed. She couldn’t believe the things she had said to him last night, nor the things she had done.

“Umm…I think perhaps there is a leak in one of the containers or something…” she said to him, avoiding eye contact out of embarrassment.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Jimmer, through sheer force of will, resisted the urge to continue down the hall in search of Emily. While it might satisfy his drug-fueled needs for a short time, the potential fall-out was just too much to risk. Surely he'd had enough for one night. And, if he was lucky, there was the potential for many more nights ahead with Ruby. She was worth waiting for - brains, beauty, and sass.

His cock swelled in his jeans as he returned to the lab (had it ever really deflated since taking the drug?). He quickly did another pass through the lab, straightening things up, and then shoved his laptop into his backpack. He made sure the drug was well sealed and locked in the cabinet.

Now he just had to get across campus. At least it was night and in the open air his pheromones shouldn't impact anyone he passed quickly or powerfully enough to cause problems.

Jimmer instinctively turned toward the elevator and caught himself. Nope. Bad idea. If someone got on with him, it was game over. And even after he got off, his residual pheromones might affect someone else getting on.

He pushed through the heavy steel door marked "Emergency Exit" and began circling down the grungy stairwell toward the ground floor. His mind was lost in a blissful reflection of the feel of Ruby's body under his hands and the potential of their future once they figured out how to profitably harness their breakthrough. He didn't even notice the other person coming up the stairs until almost crashing into her.

"Whoa, sorry!" Jimmer said, instinctively throwing out a hand to catch himself from plowing right through a young woman. He recognized her as one of students from the class he was TA'ing, though in his addled haze her name escaped him. Pretty girl with some Pacific Islander or some flavor of Asian heritage. She wore her black hair back in a pony tail and held a stack of books against her ample bosom in response to his near collision. Jimmer had caught her shoulder in his effort to keep both from toppling down the stairs...a hand that lingered as his eyes locked on to hers.

"No worries, Mr. Pierce," she said, flustered but quickly recovering and popping out her earbuds. "Wasn't paying attention."

Thalia. Her name came to him and he remembered her grades put her near the top of the class. Not in Ruby's rarified air, but...

"My fault, entirely," he said. Holding her shoulder this long would have been awkward under normal circumstances, but tonight was anything but normal. He could see something in Thalia's eyes - a hint of interest. "You off to study?"

She nodded. "Yeah, exam tomorrow. Wanted to get in a quiet hour or so and my roommate wasn't cooperating. Had her boyfriend over, like usual."

Jimmer picked up on her tone, shifting from irritated to jealous. He knew the pheromones were reaching her and, from this range, he was equally caught in their grasp. Fighting it suddenly seemed both foolish and pointless.

"I know the feeling," he said, his voice softening. He slid his hand from Thalia's shoulder to her neck, caressing it gently. She sighed and her eyes began to smolder. "It's distracting and you can't help wishing it was you getting some...attention..."

Thalia nodded. "You really get it, don't you?"

Jimmer smiled and moved in closer. "I'd be a lousy TA if I wasn't in tune with my students, right? And I'm here for all your needs."

Thalia blushed but clearly looked interested. "I...I had no idea. And I don't know what's come over me tonight, but..."

Jimmer brushed her cheek. "I know. Just go with it."

The undergrad didn't hesitate, setting aside her books so fast they half toppled down the steps. In a moment, she was in Jimmer's arms and they were kissing like long lost lovers. Thalia had a taste and scent completely different from Ruby and wasn't near the kisser, but Jimmer's hormones were utterly indifferent. His hands grasped her yoga-pant-class ass and then quickly worked their way up to her breasts.

Thalia ground her crotch into Jimmer's, switching steps with him so her petite frame better aligned with Jimmer's lanky one. "God, I didn't know how much I needed...this..."

Jimmer didn't make out with Thalia for long. He needed her and needed to get off. Multiple orgasms with Ruby earlier had done little to dent his libido. Sensing and equal urgency in the girl, he lifted her from her feet and carried her to the mid-floor landing. He turned her around and pulled her pants down over her cute little butt. She wiggled it at him encouragingly before pulling down her thong.

Leaving her pants and thong bunched up around Thalia's knees, Jimmer fished out his cock with one hand while fingering her rapidly-moistening pussy. He lined up his cock and impaled himself upon the young woman with a single thrust. Thalia grunted, followed quickly by a sigh and a push back at him. Jimmer held her by the hips and started fucking with abandon.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," Thalia cried out, heedless of how loud her voice echoed through the concrete and steel stairwell. "Fuck me hard. Harder."

Jimmer wasn't expecting the demure student to be such a talker. He also couldn't fuck her much harder than he already was, but he tried anyway. Thalia, meanwhile, had a hand between her legs and was clearly going at her clit with gusto.

They went at it hard, noisily, and with no pretense at there being anything sweet or intimate about it. Thalia climaxed quickly and Jimmer only briefly paused, eager to get himself off again. Thalia was happy to let him pick back up and climaxed again when he finally shot his load inside her.

Jimmer held her for a minute as their breathing calmed back down. He reached under her shirt and bra to fondle a breast, earning a happy sigh from his newest partner.

"Thank you for that, Mr. Pierce," she said. "I've had fantasies like that for a long time, but never...you know..."

"I know. Sometimes you just need to let it out."

She turned her head back to kiss him, but it was more chaste than lusty now that she was sated.

"Exactly. I'm not looking for boyfriend material, but if you need a cum slut once in a while, feel free to look me up."

Jimmer pulled out, absently noting drips of semen on her leggings. He didn't have anything to clean her up with and she didn't seem to care - pulling her clothes back up. At least the leggings were black, so they might not show their mess to a casual glance.

"You're full of surprises, Thalia," he said, tucking himself back in. "I might take you up on that."

Thalia, now dressed, gathered up her books. She then gave Jimmer another quick kiss and patted his somehow still-erect cock through his pants. "Don't wait too long. If I didn't have a test tomorrow..."

"Go," Jimmer said, giving her a playful slap on the ass. "Study, fuck, repeat. School motto."

Thalia smiled and hurried off, not without a lingering a knowing look back at Jimmer. Separated, Jimmer's clear-thinking mind re-asserted control and chastised the hell out of him for doing that. In his defense, he had tried to avoid bumping into anyone else. All he could hope was that Thalia really had enjoyed fantasies of such a random hook-up and she hadn't simply made that up to try and explain away her involuntary reaction to him. She had looked happy and satisfied, at least.

But now he had to worry about Rose. They were in the same class. What if Thalia did come back looking for more?

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Somehow, Jimmer made it through the rest of the night without fucking anyone or anything else. He was so exhausted by the time he got home, he crashed without knowing just how long the drug had remained active in his system. Come morning, he didn't "feel" horny, but that was subjective at best. He hadn't showered at night, so he woke to find himself funky and crusty from his multiple partners.

Stripped and soaking in a hot shower, Jimmer's mind wandered. Fuck. This was going to be a mess. He wanted to see Ruby, hoped they would perhaps become true lovers, but he was also afraid how she'd react after all that happened last night. Would she have figured it out? Should he just tell her and apologize now, hoping she would accept it for what it was - curious experiment gone too far?

He didn't have any answers by the time Ruby was due to make it back to the lab. Almost to his surprise, she arrived at her usual time. Worse, she was dressed as provocatively as ever. Even without the drug in his system, Jimmer felt the first stirrings of his arousal getting to him.

"Heya, partner," he said. The words sounded lame, even to him.

“Umm…I think perhaps there is a leak in one of the containers or something…” she said. Jimmer could tell she was feeling the same awkwardness he was. At least she didn't seem mad. If anything, she seemed to think it had all been an accident. In a roundabout sort of way, that was kinda true.

"Yeah, last night..." Jimmer nodded. "I think we can both agree the drug affected us. Not sure if we picked up the pheromones from the mice or from my mishandling it or what..."

He didn't feel great about the lie.

"That said, well, it worked. Amazingly. And, I'm glad I got to experience it first hand with you."

He meant it and hoped it didn't sound too corny.

"You're not mad, I hope?"

 

[scarlettnuit]

She gave him a weak smile as he said hello to her, and her heart sunk a little when he admitted that the drug had affected him. She knew that someone like Jimmer would have no interest in her otherwise. She was a smart ass, to put it mildly, dressed provocatively, and did her best to wave her middle finger in the face of society. No, Jimmer was a well-mannered and extremely intelligent man, something she had learned during her time working on this project.

“No, no,” she smiled blushing a bit, “It wasn’t your fault,” She said softly and looked away for a moment before looking at him again, “and…I’ve got an IUD, so there won’t be any…consequences…” She said and then moved away from him to the other side of the room, feigning to look at one of the case binders they kept there.

“We should definitely make sure we keep it under lock and key though, there’s a lot of potential for abuse and I wouldn’t want anyone to take advantage of it,” she said and then stared at the wall directly in front of her, Jimmer several feet behind her.

Why did she have to mess everything up? Why didn’t she control herself? If last night hadn’t happened, she thought that perhaps they might have had a future together. She didn’t know if it would lead to anything, but she knew that Jimmer was someone that she wanted to get to know, to be with. She had ruined that all now. There was no recovering from her wanton behavior the night before, much less the things that came out of her mouth. She supposed dirty talk was great in fantasies and porn, but to say it out loud, especially to someone like Jimmer…she blushed hotly as a flash of her experience with Sadie popped into her head.

Her hands flew to her face for a moment, trying to cover up the hot flush of embarrassment. Had she inadvertently made Sadie do those things to her? Had it been from contact with the formula? She hated herself for letting everything get out of hand.

“Look, I think it’s best if we were separately for now, to avoid any further issues should there be any accidental exposure to the formula. We can leave notes for one another and…”

She wanted to say more but she was somewhere between heartbreak and complete embarrassment and she found her body moving almost without thought. She packed up her things quickly and headed towards the door.

“Just email which time would be best for me to work, what time I wouldn’t be in the way…” She said, still unable to look at him and then exited the lab.

The elevator was out of order and she headed to the stair well and had managed to get down a flight of stairs before she leaned in the corner of one of the landings and dropped her bag. She leaned against the wall and then slid down to the floor, wrapping her arms around her legs as she rested her head on her knees. How could she have let everything go so awry?

 

[WatchingCloud]

“No, no,” she smiled blushing a bit, “It wasn’t your fault,” She said softly and looked away for a moment before looking at him again, “and…I’ve got an IUD, so there won’t be any…consequences…”

The thought had crossed Jimmer's mind earlier and he was greatly relieved to hear it. Still, the effects of the drug would be risky to say the least. After first exposure alone, he'd had unprotected sex with two new partners and hadn't even remotely considered the consequences at the time.

But not his fault? That sounded like regret, which stabbed him in the heart. She'd seemed so into him at the time. But was any of that real or was the drug so potent as to invent interest beyond simple lust?

Jimmer tried to find something reassuring to say aside from the brief grunts of agreement. Ruby got all flustered and flushed, perhaps from embarrassment over everything, and then made her proclamation about thinking it best they work independently. The knife in his heart turned to stone. No! He liked working with her. Loved it. Time with her had driven him back to the lab more than progress with their research over the last few weeks.

"But..."

“Just email which time would be best for me to work, what time I wouldn’t be in the way…” She said, still unable to look at him and then exited the lab.

Jimmer's jaw dropped.

"Ruby? Ruby, wait!"

He just stood there in shock, unsure if he should chase her down or give her some space. As much as he thought he'd gotten to know her, he simply couldn't grasp what was going through her mind right now or what the right path was.

Jimmer glanced toward the cabinet where their remaining sample was stored. Hell no! He wasn't going to lean on that crutch or take advantage of her that way. But the way it had made them feel... Was it addictive? He didn't think it should be, yet the effects certainly could.

Still unsure what he'd say, Jimmer decided he'd better confront this head on rather than let it fester. He had to convince her that everything was okay, that he was glad for their "encounter" despite the way it had come about.

Jimmer instinctively turned to the elevator, but remembered it was broken. He figured she'd either have gone to the ladies room or the stairs. Since he couldn't follow to one, he chose the other. He crashed through the door and pounded down the stairs. There, one landing lower, he found her sitting in the corner with her head on her knees looking miserable. Worse, Jimmer had flashbacks to his impromptu stairwell fuck with Thalia, and that triggered all manner of guilt in him.

"Ruby, wait," he said, already breathing heavily from his haste and emotional state. "I..."

The door from the landing beneath them opened and Emily, the curvy brunette from the lab down the hall waltzed into the stairwell. Her arms were full with a pair of cardboard boxes and she was halfway up the stairs before she noticed them. The way her eyes bugged out from behind her glasses, Jimmer was absolutely sure she'd been the one who had walked in on him and Ruby last night. And now she was halfway up the only route to her own lab, arms full of lab equipment, and forced to walk between a clearly uncomfortable encounter.

"Uh, sorry, we're uh..." Jimmer didn't know what to say as he awkwardly tried to step aside.

"Sorry!" Emily said, as if it was her fault for intruding. "I didn't realize the stairway was...occupied."

Emily looked and sounded as embarrassed as Jimmer felt. Still, he couldn't help but take in her figure - petite frame with full breasts and hips. She was nearly as cute as Ruby. And, at that thought, he attention turned on his would-be lover. He felt the deep stirrings of lust building from deep within. It was a pale echo of last night, but undeniable in what should have been a completely lust-free situation. Could the drug really last that long? A full twenty-four hours?

"I..." Emily looked between the two of them. "Well, this is awkward."