summary: he realises his teasing comment fired back
“I need you to sit closer to me.” his monotonous voice breaks the silence in his office. Birds are chirping outside and the leaves on trees are rustling with the breeze.
You are distracted. All the actions from last night are flashing in your mind. How does he do it? How does he remain so professional?
He raises his head, giving into your stare that’s highly concentrated on him and him only. You’re stunned, holding back a squeal as you watch his hand reach in between your legs, just for him to grab the bottom of your chair, pulling it to him with you.
“Let’s begin then.” he pops in the ear pieces from his stethoscope and you exhale deeply when the coldness of the metal part makes contact with your warm skin.
Zayne slowly moves it around your chest, where your heart begs for his attention. He glances at you momentarily, shifting in his seat. The doctor hangs the stethoscope around his neck.
“It seems that something or someone is having quite an effect on your heart.” he attempts to conceal his smile as he sits back in his chair.
Despite your cheeks heating up, you would love him to get the taste of his own medicine.
“That’s right, doctor Zayne.” you smile, standing up and gently unwrapping the stethoscope from his neck, proceeding to use it yourself. He’s hesitant about letting you even hold it. He watches you with curiosity but still remaining pretty weary.
You press the diaphragm to his chest, disappointed to hear a steady heartbeat.
“It’s not a toy, Mc.” he states, but there’s no sign of him stopping you any time soon.
“Hmm…” you hum, sitting on his lap and his arm instinctively loosely wraps around your hip, letting his fingers brush over your outer thigh.
You rub your other hand on his chest, advancing it up to his shoulder and gradually grazing your fingers up his neck. As soon as your touch is felt on the back of his neck, you can hear a change. You bite your bottom lip, listening to the quickened pulse and slowed down breathing. You tilt your head in an innocent way, seeing how hard he’s trying to stay calm. His eyes are boring into yours and his lips are pressed into a straight line.
You’re still keeping a firm grip on the medical device and you continue to touch his sweet spot, wishing that you could leave hickeys on his neck.
“Are you alright?” you ask, knowing damn well what you’re doing to him. You aren’t oblivious to the sensitive parts of him body, you explored all of it after all, multiple times.
“I’m fine.” he responds shortly, gripping onto your thigh lightly. You’re not even sure if he realises.
His calm demeanour means nothing when his eyes are screaming at you, how much he wants you. But he can’t. He’s at work. It’s too risky.
You gaze at his lips, cupping his cheek before leaning towards him. You capture his lips in a soft kiss and for sure, his heart lets itself be heard once you deepen the pressure of your lips. He kisses you just as hard, fighting back any urges. Yes he’s at work, but he also doesn’t want to freeze over and risk hurting you.
He loves the way you make him feel in every way.
You forget about the stethoscope and it falls from his chest and out of your hand. You proved something to yourself and you believe you don’t need any further evidence.
You hold Zayne’s face with one hand, pulling away from him. His tired eyes slowly open, wondering why you stopped. You peck his lips once more and grin, feeling happy with yourself.
He suddenly returns to reality, feeling hot and quite flustered. You return the device to him, standing up from his lap. He reluctantly lets you go.
“Hmm, it seems like something or someone is having quite an effect on your heart.” you cheekily replay his words from earlier.
He looks impressed, a small smile appearing on his face. “Well played, Mc. But I’m afraid I must return to my duties now... I think you may need further examination.”
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