shy nurse that get bullied or corrupted to be abbott covksleeve during shifts. walking around with his cum…sorry if it’s explicit
18+ sexually explicit content lacy says. never ever apologize for being a genius. i love this so much
i imagine that’d he’d be so nice about it at first. so sickeningly sweet, maybe you’re about to take your break and mention wanting to go to the vending machine to get a quick bite for those glorious fifteen minutes of peace; but jack’s stopping you right as you’re about to go, saying something about having some snacks in his car, some fancy shit from the nice grocery store in town that he wanted to try but didn’t end up liking, asking if you wanna go up to the parking lot real quick with him so he can give you some.
of course you’re all blushy and nodding, your very own attending offering you food you probably couldn’t have afforded otherwise (you were going to just get the cheapest thing the vending machine has to offer) shuffling behind him and keeping, what you figured was, a nice distance. he’s quick to pull you by the bicep in the elevator going up, teasing you in a gruff voice you usually don’t hear from him, “i don’t bite, you know. could get closer to me, not gonna do anything to you.”
but soon he’s offering for you to sit in his backseat for your fifteen, taking note of the uncertainty painting your face as you oblige anyway. he loves how obedient you are, even as it’s clear as day you’re unsure of what to do with yourself. he knows though, he knows exactly what you should be, how you should be handled and handle yourself. he’s determined to show you, teach you, convince you.
“you know… you shouldn’t take things for free,” he watches how your face falls almost completely, his heart rate rising while trying to hide his wicked smile, “i’m just saying, nothing in life is truly free. always gotta repay it somehow… ‘specially a pretty girl like you.”
your eyes are searching his face for the longest, breathing becoming unsteady as he puts his hand on your inner thigh and taps at it, “pull these off, honey. lemme see what we’re working with,” and when you hesitate, still unsure of whether you should be obey so freely, his expression darkens ever so slightly, “do it.”
and it’s not soon before you’re bent over in his backseat, getting pumped full of all his hot, milky cum, while he holds your head up by your chin, making you look back at him, “just gonna let me fuck you dumb, huh? gonna lemme cum so fucking deep in you, not even gonna stop me?”
and when you moan something distantly like yes, please, dr.abbot, it’s clear as day to him that behind that quiet, blushy exterior, where you pretend to be all shy and bashful, always apologizing for stupid mistakes he never even notices, always biting down on your lip and never giving any input unless personally asked, you might just be as deprived as he is. he forces you to put your panties back on without cleaning up all the sticky white leaking out of you, “keep it in, don’t clean it up - not in the bathroom, not once you get home, not any time today. you’re keep this slutty, lacy thing on until i text you and tell you you can take ‘em off, hear me?”
it’s leaking out and down your thighs and all down your ass for the rest of your shift but you can’t but feel so warm and fuzzy inside, taking three or four bathroom breaks just to pull down your pants and look at it.
its not soon before everyone starts to notice your break that usually used to take place in the south staircases, has transitioned to someplace you won’t talk about. and that you, and coincidentally dr.abbot, are both very chipper once returning.
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