chris

your squealing goes up a notch and now your hands are over your eyes. frank drops the hammer on the man's toes, startling another pained moan out of him but frank is unmoved. "baby—"

"my rug!" you warble out, still confused on whether any of this is real, peeking from between your fingers.

frank looks down, winces at the red puddle that seems to only get bigger with time. "shit, sorry, ba—"

"and my drink!" you cry, now pointing your shaking finger at the man bleeding out on the chair. "he's bleeding all over the place, wha— I don't—"

frank shushes you before you can talk yourself into a tizzy. "hey, it's alright, hey" he goes to step towards you then reconsiders. he's covered in blood, and he's pretty sure getting it on the coach bag you just got with his credit card might be what tips you over the edge.

"s'alright, sweetheart, don't gotta worry. I'm almost done here, yeah? let me finish up then I'll take you out, ok? dinner? that place on 5th."

you blink at him, then back at the man when he whimpers.

"hey," your eyes fly back to frank, who's chasing your gaze with his hands up in what he hopes is a reassuring way. "you trust me, right? you know I take care you. wouldn't let anything happen to you, would I?"

you shake your head, because of course he wouldn't. he mirrors your head movements, trying not to spook you. "that's right, daddy takes care of you, doesn't he?"

"daddy takes care of me" you nod - and you don't stop nodding, just up and down until he's worried you're gonna make yourself dizzy. the man behind him starts to gurgle and frank sighs, picking the hammer back up.

"right, so you gotta trust me, yeah? turn around and put your hands over your ears, you hear? eyes closed, baby, c'mon let me see it."

only after you do as he says does he swing. you are never getting that blood out of the carpet now, that's for sure.

Your leg bounces against the tiled floor and you sigh, grabbing your phone to scroll through your camera roll until your girlfriend shows up.

As you’re deleting all your unnecessary screenshots, you come across a candid picture you took of Mel. Your face heats up as you remember that night.

You were both exhausted after a 10 hour shift, but Mel had insisted on preparing dinner for you and Becca. You offered to pay for takeout but Mel had rolled her sleeves up and chopped up some vegetables, saying her usual spiel about daily nutrients and getting enough fiber. You had smiled and came up behind her to press a kiss to her cheek, but you accidentally startled her and the knife slipped.

You helped her clean up the cut and finish dinner, but when you two went to bed later that night, and Mel’s hand started snaking down your sleep shorts, she suddenly stilled.

Mel had to pass on using her bandaged fingers to make you cum, so she went down on you instead. She mouthed over your cunt so eagerly her glasses fogged up. Her tongue dragged over your slit again and again until you whined and tugged on her braid, and she relented - using her other hand to spread your folds open while she pressed a kiss inside.

You squirm at the memory, suddenly sweating. A familiar heat pools in your stomach and you feel a faint dampness collecting in your panties.

The door to the break room swings open and you flinch, scrambling to make yourself busy. You hastily gather the playing cards into a stack and fumble with fitting them back in the box.

“I guess you haven’t been busy?” Mel asks as she settles down in the seat across from you.

“No, not really.” You answer, avoiding her gaze as you try to blink away the thoughts of her mouth on yours.

You bite your lip in frustration as the cards slip out of your grasp and spill all over the table. Mel holds out her hand, unbothered. You place the empty box in her palm and help her stack the cards in one pile. She eases them into the box and closes the top, giving you a smile. You can tell she’s tired by the way she massages her neck, so you keep to yourself and give her the time to take a breather.

Mel hesitates for a few seconds, watching you as you fidget absentmindedly with the stethoscope around your neck.

“ I, um, have a surprise for you. Do you want to see it? I don’t think we’re getting any more patients any time soon.”

You look up at her. Mel’s cheeks are a rosy pink. She stares at you sheepishly and you grin.

“Sure.”

You follow Mel across the emergency department to the lockers. Your footsteps echo through the hallway and you can hear the steady beeps and gentle snoring coming from each room.

Mel punches in the code for your locker and swings the door open before unlocking her own. You set the deck of cards in your backpack as she rummages through her belongings and shoves something in her pocket.

Once she’s ready, she shuts her locker and leads you to the bathroom. Mel stops just outside the door and glances around the hallway.

“Ellis is doing her rounds. I’m sure it’ll be fine if we step off for a few minutes.” you reassure her.

Mel blinks. “Oh. Yeah. Sounds good.” Her gaze flits across the department again before she pushes the bathroom door open.

You trail after her. “What do you want to eat after we get out? I’m thinking we could stop by Eatn’ Park. My treat.” You offer as Mel starts washing her hands at the sink. You stare at her long fingers and swallow.

“You sure? I mean, I’m okay with that. You just seem pretty tired.” Mel says. She dries her hands off with a paper towel and tosses it into the trash can.

“ Oh no, I’m fine. I’m surprisingly not tired. Must be that tea you made for me before we clocked in.”

“Yeah?” Mel responds, pushing a stall door open.

You nod and lean against the wall, ready to wait for her while she uses the restroom.

Mel meets your gaze and tilts her head towards the stall. “C’mere.”

You furrow your eyebrows but listen, joining her inside the small space. Your back presses against the door as she locks it shut. Mel’s knees awkwardly insert in between yours.

“So… the surprise..?” you ask as you wrap your arms around Mel’s waist.

Mel doesn’t say anything. Instead, she shuffles closer and kisses you.

You immediately reciprocate, your hands automatically tightening around her hips as you pull her towards you. Mel tugs your bottom lip in between her teeth and you sigh in response. She pushes her tongue into your mouth right as she nudges your legs open to settle her thigh in between yours.

You stifle a moan as you begin to grind on her leg. The sound of fabric brushing fabric echoes throughout the empty bathroom. Your heart beats in your ears.

Mel pulls away to brush some hair out of her face and your lips chase after hers. You dip your head down to suck at that sweet spot on her neck and she groans. Your cotton panties are slick, the arousal easing the friction between your cunt and Mel’s scrubs.

Mel starts to untie your scrub bottoms and reality hits you. You nip at her neck in retaliation.

“We can’t. Need to get back to work.” you breathe into her ear. Despite the ache in your stomach and the way Mel’s quiet whines make your hips jolt across her thigh, you know that you both have a responsibility to your patients.

“I’ll make it quick, promise.” Mel begs desperately. She pulls away to look in your eyes and you immediately give in.

You know better than to let Mel make you orgasm even once because of how insatiable she is. Some nights she’ll bring you to a high over and over until you’re seeing stars and the bedsheets are wet with devotion. But you don’t doubt Mel. You trust her and know very well how she can make you cum in an embarrassing amount of time.

“Okay. Just one.” you nod.

Mel grins and kisses you again in gratitude. She must really be exhausted. She only gets like this when she wants to relax, and nothing makes her feel better than seeing you go dumb on pleasure because of her.

You hear Mel take her hand out of her pocket, another layer of fabric rustling spinning through your ears.

Mel dips her fingers down your stomach and your head falls onto her shoulder. Your breaths hit her collarbone, quick and shallow as her rough fingertips gently prod at your clit over your panties. Mel bites her lip when she feels how wet you are.

She starts drawing circles over your clit and you slowly let go of your haste to indulge in pleasure. Just as your mind starts to go fuzzy, Mel removes her fingers and replaces them with something else. You faintly register that Mel is holding something in her palm when you feel a firm pressure against your cunt and hear a barely audible click.

You feel the buzzing before you hear the soft hum of the vibrator Mel presses against your pussy. You let out a choked groan at the unexpected sensation and keen into Mel’s shoulder. She shushes you gently and runs a hand down your side as she returns to making circles around your clit.

You tremble against Mel, already feeling that knot form in your belly. Mel angles the vibe until it’s adjusted enough and the shaft hovers over your slit. Mel uses her knee to open your thighs wider and spread open your folds. She presses the shaft into your cunt, your panties a thin layer preventing it from dipping inside any further.

You whine and dig your nails into Mel’s hips. She moans in response, rambling under her breath about how pretty you look right now.

You’re so wet the vibe starts to glide across your cunt. Your hips grind automatically against the toy.

Mel leans down to press a kiss to your head and you break - climaxing so hard your knees almost give out. As you recover, Mel bumps the vibrations up by another level and you squeal.

“Just one more - please - just one-“ Mel pleads, pushing the shaft deeper until your cunt sucks it in and it touches your g-spot.

You moan so loudly Mel presses you against the stall door and covers your mouth. She watches your fucked out expression with furrowed eyebrows and her chest heaves.

You don’t last long until your orgasm approaches a second time and you’re arching into Mel’s chest, gripping onto any part of her you can reach. Mel turns down the vibration level and pulls the part away from your clit. She thrusts the shaft in and out of your cunt until you finish riding out your high and the sound of your slick-soaked panties echoes through the bathroom.

Mel pulls the vibe out of your bottoms and you can see it clearly for the first time. It’s a light pink. You think you painted your nails the same shade a few weeks ago.

“Hell of a surprise.” you weakly laugh as you glance up at Mel’s face. She looks wrecked, her cheeks and ears blushing pink.

She brings the vibe to her mouth and sucks your arousal off the silicone, keeping eye contact with you the entire time.

You press your thighs together as you watch. The wet gusset of your panties digs into your clit and you swallow.

“I wanted to try something new. Did you like it?” Mel asks earnestly after popping the vibe out of her mouth. She stares at you like she’s asking you about breakfast and not how she just made you cum twice in a few minutes.

“God, yes. That was insane.” you groan.

You bend over to grab some toilet paper and start cleaning yourself up.

“Oh, here -“ Mel reaches in her pocket again and pulls out a pair of your cotton underwear.

You blink at her before shaking your head with a smile. “Thank you.”

Mel helps you step out of your bottoms to change. She takes your old panties and shoves them in her pocket without a word. You raise an eyebrow at the action but don’t say anything either.

You two step out of the stall to fix yourselves up. Mel washes the vibe with cold water and wraps it up in a paper towel before putting it back in her pocket. She washes her hands as you retie your hair back into a ponytail.

Your knees still feel weak as you follow Mel to the lockers. You nervously glance around the hallway as she puts your underwear and the vibe into her bag with an unbothered expression.