Marcus tapped his feet nervously in the dentist’s waiting hall, looking up every once in a while from his phone to see if it was his turn to go in yet. He wasn’t actually playing anything, nor scrolling social media. The nervous young shark was just awkwardly swiping his home screen from left to right, trying not to become too distracted with his device to avoid missing his name being called, but desperately wanting something to draw his attention away from the fact that he was here for an appointment. There are few moments less stressful in one's life than getting a major dental procedure done, especially for such a fierce carnivore, who relied on his teeth to be in perfect condition to survive day to day.


He knew, or rather repeatedly kept trying to assure himself, that everyone else was just as nervous as him, but nobody was fidgeting and sweating so obviously as the shark. Still, his nerves were somewhat justified, given the fact that this was his first appointment with the new dentist, after his previous one resigned unexpectedly just a week before his appointment. Unfortunately for Marcus though, his situation had gotten quite bad, and his teeth were hurting too much to cancel and look for another doc. He had to go through the procedure with someone he didn’t even know anything about.


“Marcus? Is Marcus here?” The familiar voice of the dentist’s assistant woke him up from a gentle daydream, almost causing him to drop his phone out of his hand as he struggled to put it into his pocket and stand up at the same time.


“Yes, yes, I’m here. Thank you!” He stuttered, making his way to the door while the other patients looked at him for a second before sinking back into their books, phones or magazines.


The shark made it into the dentist’s office, where the big, reclinable chair was waiting for him in its usual place, but with a completely different person standing beside it. Marcus was nearly blinded by the sight as he stopped in the doorway, trying his best not to blush too noticeably as he saw who he assumed to be his new dentist: a tall, bulky white tiger greeted him with a deep, soothing voice so calm, that it instantly dissolved all of the fidgety shark’s worries.


“Hello, good evening! My name is Dr. Fang, the new dentist in town, ahaha~” Resting his elbow on the backrest of his dentist chair, his curvy, tight biceps could be easily seen, looking so strong that the submissive little twink could barely keep himself from muttering “Daddy…” At the sight of them. It wasn’t just the arms of this well-built feline that were so impressive however, as his entire body seemed to be one of an amateur bodybuilder. Though half-covered by a blue medical mask, Marcus couldn’t help but notice how handsome he was, his fur so well groomed and so white, that it reflected the bright lights of the office like a field of freshly fallen snow. The shark suddenly worried that he had fallen asleep in the waiting room and was merely having a dream.


“Please, take a seat. There is nothing to worry about, the procedure will be entirely painless.” The tiger said after a couple of seconds just as patiently, a slight innocent smile appearing in the corners of his eyes, though his mouth was completely covered.


“Y-yes, of course!” Marcus finally came to his senses after being called a second time, slowly making his way to the chair, offering a handshake before quickly retracting his hand after realizing his dentist was already wearing sterile gloves. “My name is Marcus. N-nice to meet you…”


“Yes, Marcus! Then we certainly have the right person~” He replied in a little bit of a teasy tone, but sounding so charming that the shark couldn’t help but slightly squirm around in the chair, his eyes nervously darting all over the place, trying to avoid staring at the handsome tiger.


“Well I suppose we shouldn’t waste any time and get right into it, shall we? Open wiiiide, like a tiger~” The dentist asked a little teasingly, prompting Marcus to close his eyes and open his mouth as wide as he could, slightly caught off guard by the tiger comment.


Almost as soon as he did, he could feel the small metal tools and mirrors of the tiger start scraping around in his mouth, examining him thoroughly. Suddenly a slight bit of nervousness and shame swept over him again, as he remembered how many times he forgot or simply decided not to brush his teeth in the morning “just this once”. Yet the tiger seemed to remain non judgemental, not even giving a single comment to what he’d just witnessed inside.


“Yes yes, it seems like everything pretty much aligns with what I’ve been told by my colleague. Still, allow me to do some more inspections, before we can go on with the procedure. I’m just the kind of person who likes seeing everything with my own eyes~” The tiger explained after he pulled out his tools, putting his fingers under the shark’s lips and gently pulling them up to reveal the gums underneath.


Marcus felt quite exposed, yet strangely relaxed as the attractive tiger pushed his soft, rubber coated fingers against his gums, stroking them all along presumably to look for anomalies. He did it with the upper and the lower gums too, all the while observing it closely. The shark didn’t dare to open his eyes, but he figured that he wouldn’t see anything anyway, so he kept on enduring the thorough gum inspection blindly.


“Very interesting indeed. I’m going to need a deeper inspection.” He finally said after a while, striking a bit of nervousness again in his patient. Was this something good or bad? Or was it just protocol?


He slightly opened his eyes to see the tiger pull down his medical mask, revealing his entire handsome face underneath. With an open mouth, Marcus wondered why the mask needed to be removed, but he would soon come to get his answer when the large feline leaned even closer to his maw, and took a deep sniff inside. A smell test? The shark was understandably confused, even a bit concerned by the nature of this inspection, especially as the tiger kept inhaling deeper and deeper from his mouth, even letting out a quiet, deep giggle in the process.


“Exhale for me. Slow, warm breaths, right onto my face~” The smooth, rubbery fingers reached even deeper inside the shark’s maw, now rubbing his cheeks from within, completely pulling his lips apart into a forced grin. Though Marcus absolutely couldn’t understand the relevancy of all this, he didn’t dare to question the methods of his new dentist, so he followed the order obediently, breathing in through his nose and breathing out slowly through his mouth, blowing the warm air onto the tiger’s face, smelling slightly minty from the toothpaste he used before going to his appointment.


“Yes, very good. Cough on me.” It felt like the tiger was now getting a little bit too carried away, his voice becoming a little excited before he caught himself and returned to his former professional, calm tone of voice. “No need to be shy, this is all part of the inspection!”


“What kind of procedure is this? Why would a dentist need me to cough?” Marcus started squirming in the chair again, as he realized that something was up. This tiger was WAY too into this. Even though he didn’t even need to cough, he still obediently forced out some for the tiger to smell, who nodded and sniffed approvingly while he kept on staring down into the shark’s throat with his small lamp, seeing it convulse while the patient gently coughed.


“Well well, that’s one healthy looking throat right there.” Dr. Fang noted, even though he wasn’t even supposed to inspect his patient’s throat. His fingers finally let a little loose, making Marcus sigh up with relief, as his lips were becoming quite painful from being stretched so big for such a long time. That was until he suddenly broke into a bit of a gag, as the dentist grabbed on his tongue with his gloved fingers, slightly pulling on it to trigger his reflex.


“Very good! We’re done with the inspection.” He said as he finally pulled out his now slobber-coated hands out of the panting, confused shark, pulling his mask back on with the same gloves. “The procedure can commence.”


“T-thank you. That inspection was… Thorough for sure. Much more so than the previous guy.” Marcus giggled nervously as his mouth finally started to quit aching so much, getting adjusted back to speech.


“Well of course, it’s only natural that we want to have a very good idea of what your mouth is like before we do anything in there, isn’t it?” Dr. Fang explained, as he looked for the local anesthetic needle. “I think we can get this over with in quite a short while, so just hang in there, and we’ll have you drilled up in no time!”


“Drilled up” wasn’t particularly the kind of wording that soothed the shark’s nerves in that situation, but he knew that there was no way to go around this. The pain was so bad on some days that he simply couldn’t live with it anymore, so a little bit of drilling around wouldn’t even really be that bad in the grand scheme of things. He just needed to distract himself, he thought as he closed his eyes, and felt the little pinprick of the needle poke into his gums.


“One… Two… Three!” The tiger counted slowly and quietly as he pushed the chemicals into the shark’s gums, making him feel more and more numb with each passing second. By the end, he could barely feel that part of his face anymore- the anesthetic was super fast and quite effective! He was impressed. But if this appointment was going to be like any of his previous visits of the dentist, the hardest part was only coming up.


As if on command, he opened his mouth as soon as he saw the tiger approaching with his first tool. A small tube was inserted into his mouth to suck away the saliva that built up inside, removing his need to swallow. It was always quite a big relief, in an otherwise stressful frenzy of different tools coming and going in and out of his mouth. And indeed, before he knew it, a small drill started chipping away at one of his painful teeth, yet barely feeling like anything thanks to the anesthetic completely numbing the nerves in the area.


It felt like his whole skull was resonating due to the drills digging deeper and deeper inside of him with a high pitched mechanical screeching noise, making him very uncomfortable for a while… Only to start feeling a little sleepy. Was he actually supposed to feel sleepy from the anesthetic? He believed that it was only there to numb the nerves, and he’d never reacted this way before, but he didn’t want to stop the operation midway, nor did he have the energy to. The sounds of the drills started feeling further and further away from him, as if he was just observing the whole procedure from afar. It didn’t even take a minute more before he finally fell asleep in the dentist chair.


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The first thing that Marcus could see upon starting to regain consciousness was the bright, white lamp still shining into his face. He had no memory of how long he must have slept in this uncomfortable position and his mouth wide open, but the aching of his jaws told him that it must have been more than just a few minutes. After his sight, his hearing was the second thing that came back to him- but instead of the sound of drills, he heard something that sounded more like someone was… Spitting something?


He remained completely still, not having regained enough of his brain functionality to really judge the situation. He heard another sound, like someone was collecting saliva in their mouth, before another loud spitting noise accompanied by a warm, wet feeling on his tongue. Confused and scared, he weakly tilted his head to see the dentist about to spit into his mouth again, but too weak to close his jaws to prevent it. As the bits of saliva rolled down his tongue and into his throat, Marcus could feel the strange, sour taste of his dentist’s saliva, now completely sure that he was awake and trying to vocalize it too, giving out quiet moans in an attempt to draw attention.


After another spit in his patient’s mouth, Dr. Fang noticed that the shark was regaining consciousness. He stood still for a moment, probably not expecting the anesthetic to lose its effect so quickly, but upon realizing that his “victim” was still way too weak to protest, he decided to go in for a little bit more fun.


“Good morning, fish boy~” He teased, getting a little closer to his face with a smug smile that creeped the shark out quite a bit, knowing that he was completely at the mercy of this person. His eyelids were pulled up by the still-gloved fingers, his eyeballs darting around nervously. “Did you have a good rest? Any nice dreams? I’m happy to say that the procedure was a success~”


What was this all about? Marcus almost started believing that he had just woken up, and that the spitting part was just a play of his drowsy mind’s imagination, but he quickly had to abandon that thought. Upon not really receiving an answer to his questions, Dr. Fang gently grabbed the sides of the shark’s head, and slowly, carefully went in for a kiss, locking lips with the numbed mouth of his flustered patient, pushing his tongue into it. The kiss ended up being quite sloppy due to the paralyzed mouth not being able to move and producing quite a bit of saliva too, but the dentist managed to make it work.


An excessive amount of spit drooled down on Marcus’ chin as the kiss was broken, with quite a bit of it left on the tiger’s mouth too from the excess. “Just a little bit of a healing kiss you know. To heal up those beautiful razor teeth you have in that sharky jaw!” The dentist cooed in a gentle and reassuring, yet naughty voice.


He went in for the kiss again, this time much more passionately, holding back even less. Marcus could feel the warm breaths of the attractive feline on his face, and heard the deep moans and felt them reverberate in his cheeks. The soft, rubbery hands of Dr. Fang kept stroking his head while their lips were locked, like a gentle massage while their saliva was mixed in a taboo, yet romantic exchange.


After a few seconds the tiger pulled away again, leaving but a thin string of saliva connecting the two mouths before breaking up in the air. With that, Marcus finally felt enough strength in himself to finally close his mouth and sit up slightly, painfully swallowing the massive puddle inside of his mouth made up of both his own and his dentist’s spit, mixed with the minty taste of toothpaste on the side.


“W-what happened?” He asked, still baffled by the absurdity of the situation, not wanting to fully believe what had just unfolded.


“Your mouth is now cleaner and healthier than ever!” The tiger replied proudly, pulling the mask back on his face. “And it didn’t even last for long. You must have been knocked out by the anesthetic for a little while and had a weird dream. You kept making silly little noises there towards the end~”


“Oh yes, I… I had a really strange dream…” Marcus replied, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed by the dentist’s comment, which he still admittedly felt was quite hot. Even though he was still questioning his very reality, he noticed that the pain in his teeth were completely gone; this fact drew his attention away and gave him a bit of relief. “Thank you so much! I feel a lot better now.”


“That’s good to hear. I’m always happy to help!” The tiger winked, giving a helping hand to the shark who still struggled a little bit to make it out of the chair. “Just make sure to brush your teeth more often from now on. And hey, a bit of flossing wouldn’t help either, huh?”


“Y-yes, sir. That would certainly help…” The shark replied shyly, smiling up at the tiger. He never realized how much taller Dr. Fang was compared to him until now, he couldn’t even reach the top of the tiger’s head if he tried, unless he jumped. “Wait, why did I call him sir? Isn’t that a little… weird?” He thought to himself after a little while, realizing that this wasn’t usually how people addressed their dentist. But it didn’t really matter anyway.


“Well then, you’re free to go!” Dr. Fang said, and the two started heading to the door. As he was heading out, Marcus noticed that the assistant wasn’t actually in the room with them, like she usually was when the old dentist operated.. So it was really just them two in the room all that time, huh…


“Make sure to come back for a checkup in a few months. And take care of that beautiful maw of yours~” The tiger said to Marcus from the doorway in his usual, almost flirty tone, who in response nodded his head before saying his goodbyes and heading out. It was without a doubt the most interesting visit to the dentist he’d ever experienced… It felt as though the passionate kiss of the man of his dreams was still lingering in his mouth. But that could have been just a dream… It must have been just a dream.