Dana loves to play the guessing game of which panties you’re wearing. She buys all your panties so she basically has them memorized and knows how good you look in all of them. She especially loves to take them off with her mouth, sniff them and suck them while she fingers or pumps into you with her strap. She especially loves it when you yourself place your wet panties in her mouth while fucking, it gets her so turned on she keeps them there the whole time, sucking the wet material, saliva coming out of her mouth and onto her chin and tits.
She loves to sniff them when you’re still wearing them. She takes off your pants after a long day of work and sniffs your pussy, loving that musky and strong scent. She could spend the whole day buried between your legs, just inhaling your scent non stop.
She loves to panty fuck you with her strap. She rubs it between your folds and the panty material, wetting both things until she slips herself into you. When fucking you in doggy style, she loves to hold onto it while she pumps in and out of you.
disclaimer— this story briefly includes medical terminology and er procedures for realism. it is entirely fictional.
summary— late night in the er, exhaustion has you on edge but dr. parker ellis knows exactly how to give you a little boost.
DR ELLIS IS AN EATERRRRRRRRRRR!
a/n— my first dr parker ellis fic im so excited to write for her this drought is insaneee i need more fics of her i hope everyone enjoys this i had lots of fun writing it thanks @studpanther1031 for the idea ily!
feedback is appreciated thank you ;) pls drop ideas in my ask box!
dividers from @aquazero
You rubbed at your eyes, trying to focus as monitors beeped insistently around you mr.patterson in bay four was complaining about chest pain for the fourth time tonight, and your hands shook slightly as you scribbled vitals into the chart.
“bp’s trending upward again,” you muttered under your breath, noting the slight tachycardia.
from the corner of the room, dr. parker ellis appeared.
she always moves through the er with this effortless command, clipboard in hand, stethoscope slung around her neck like a badge of authority.
tonight, though, she looked at you and raised an eyebrow, clearly noticing your fatigue.
“hey,” she murmured, closing the distance between you, her voice a steady anchor in the chaotic hum of the er.
“how are you holding up?”
you shrugged halfheartedly, forcing a smile that didn’t reach your eyes.
“honestly i’m just barely holding it together. everything feels so off tonight.”
parker tilted her head, studying you oh so carefully. her eyes were sharp and focused, the kind that missed nothing but there was that underlying calm, the quiet reassurance she always carried.
“talk me through your patients,’ she said, voice steady. ‘start with vitals, labs, any concerning trends, and your plan.”
you exhaled loudly, trying to steady yourself.
“okay mr. patterson in bay four his bp spiked to 148 over 92 about twenty minutes ago, heart rate’s creeping up to 112, and his troponin’s pending.
parker listened, nodding occasionally, her presence both grounding and… very distracting.
i gave him 2 mg of morphine for the chest pain, repeated his nitro, and i’m monitoring for any st changes on the ecg.”
“you’re running on empty,” she observed, leaning closer to check the readout with you her hand brushed yours ever so slightly as she pointed to a t-wave inversion on the monitor. the contact was brief but enough to make your stomach flutter.
“you’re overthinking some of this,” she murmured, her voice low, leaning closer so you could feel the faint warmth of her presence.
“his troponin trend is minor, and you managed his pain appropriately. you’ve got this, baby. you just… need a moment to breathe.”
you froze for a split second, your pulse spiking as the word lingered in the air. “baby?” you echoed, voice shaky, not sure if you were surprised or flustered.
your fingers grazed the keyboard too hard, almost dropping the chart, and you cleared your throat awkwardly. “i-i mean yeah i’ve got this,” you stammered.
her smile deepened as she watched you blush. “yeah, baby,” she murmured, brushing her fingers over yours on the keyboard.
“you’re doing so well tonight. i know it’s been rough, but look at you keeping up with all of this, managing your patients, staying precise even when you’re running on empty.”
somehow just hearing her say that made your exhaustion feel less heavy.
gosh, you loved hearing her praise you.
“yes thank you i can handle it,” you mumbled, though your voice wavered.
parker smiled softly, almost like she knew exactly how you felt. “i know you can,” she said, her tone low and intimate.
“but sometimes even the best doctors need a little boost.”
she gestured to the empty supply room just off the main er floor.
“come with me.”
the lights of the main er faded behind you as you followed her into the small room. the air smelled faintly of antiseptic, the quiet setting only punctuated by the hum of the refrigerator and distant beeping of monitors.
she closed the door, her hand lingering on the doorknob before she locked it. the faint click made your stomach tighten. she leaned casually against the counter, eyes locking on yours she never failed to make your pulse skip.
you couldn’t help the rush of heat that pooled low in your chest and between your legs she had always had that effect on you, even before tonight. you’d always liked dr. ellis maybe more than you should have.
you want her. you want her hands on you, guiding you, teasing you, making you hers right here.
“you’re tense,” she said, her voice dropping an octave. “and it’s affecting your judgment. let me help you reset.”
“you’re brilliant,” parker whispered, walking closer, her gaze locked on yours.
“you just forget sometimes. you need a reminder.”
she leaned closer, dangerously close. her lips brushing your ear as she whispered, “and sometimes you know a little motivation comes in ways that aren’t in any textbook.”
“relax mama,” she murmured,
“breathe. let me show you how good it feels to reset.”
parker’s eyes flicked to your lips, and she caught the way you bit your lower lip that stirred something inside her.
“can i…?” she whispered, voice low and teasing. “can I kiss you please?”
you opened your mouth to answer, but before a word could come out, she muttered under her breath, half to herself, half to you, “fuck it.”
and then she claimed your mouth. the kiss started soft, testing, her lips pressing lightly against yours, gentle at first.
your hands went instinctively to her shoulders, then slid up to her locs, tugging her closer a low, breathy moan escaped her lips.
her mouth opened slightly, teasing yours, and then her tongue brushed yours slow, deliberate, exploring. you gasped softly, fingers tangling in her hair as the sensation shot straight to your pussy.
she deepened the kiss all while pushing you up against the wall, sucking your lower lip between her teeth for just a moment, then nibbling it lightly, making you groan into her mouth.
you gasped into her kiss, tugging harder at her locs, letting a soft whine slip past your lips. “parker…” you breathed, growing wetter by the second as the kiss grew messier.
“fuck, you taste good,” she murmured against your lips before diving back in, tongue slipping into your mouth.
you broke the kiss for just a breath and whispered,
“can you… touch me?”
her lips curved into a smirk against yours,
“oh, you want that, huh?”
her hand slid from your waist, teasing along your hip, under the edge of your scrubs. slowly, her fingers dipped inside your panties, brushing against your wetness.
“shit. you’re fucking soaked.” she murmured, voice low and husky, lifting her slick fingers just between your faces. she spread them slightly, letting you see exactly how wet you were for her.
“open your mouth,” she ordered, voice low and urgent her fingers pressed against your lips, sliding in as your tongue met them instinctively.
you wrapped your lips around them, sucking and swirling, tasting yourself on her, moaning softly.
she smirked clearly pleased with how eagerly you took her fingers.
“fuck mhm just like that,”
“so good, baby…” she whispered trailing her fingers back down inside your scrubs.
a low, hungry groan escaped her lips as she pressed just enough to make your knees tremble.
“look at you,” she whispered against your mouth, teeth grazing your jaw. “you’re so wet for me dripping just from this.”
her lips crushed against yours again, tongue sliding urgently into your mouth while her fingers circled your clit.
you gasped into her mouth, breaths uneven as the kiss turned messy lips sliding, tongues tangling with wet, desperate sounds.
she controlled the pace of the kiss, slowing when you rushed, deepening when you hesitated, her authority wrapping around you like a safety net.
"that's it, baby," she said breaking the kiss to rest her forehead against yours.
her fingers dipped inside you just a little before she teased and rubbed your clit instead.
her hand moved lower, not even going inside where you wanted her the most her fingers pressed just enough to make your breath catch.
but instead she pulled back just slightly, choosing to tease you, keeping the pressure light.
a teasing, knowing smile touched her lips.
“not yet,” she murmured, her voice low and steady.
her other hand slid to the back of your neck, holding you in place.
“be patient.”
“please?”
her hand shifted moving from the back of your neck to the front, her fingers wrapping gently but firmly around your throat. not enough to hurt just enough to remind you exactly who was in control.
"please what, baby?"
"use your words."
the demand sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between your thighs.
“i-” your voice faltered, barely more than a whisper. “i need you…”
parker tilted her head slightly, watching you struggle, her thumb pressing on your clit.
“need me how?” she pressed, softer now, but no less commanding.
your hands found her wrist, not to pull her away, but to hold onto something steady. “don’t tease me,” you breathed. “please…”
“more. please, i need more.”
you mumbled voice breathy.
she smiled, “oh, i know you do. and i’m gonna give it to you.”
her hand slid down your body, fingers hooking into the waistband of your scrubs. she tugged them down along with your panties in one smooth motion, exposing you to the cool air of the room. her knee nudging your legs apart.
“relax, baby…” she whispered dropping to her knees, her hands steady on your thighs as your head fell back against the wall.
“let me take care of you. mama.”
her fingers traced your inner thigh before dipping between your folds circling your clit with firm, teasing strokes.
“so wet and needy. i’m gonna make you forget every damn patient tonight.”
you moaned, hips bucking into her touch as she slowly slid two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sensitive spot deep within. her thumb kept working your clit.
“do you feel that? i’m hitting that spot?” she whispered, voice low and throaty.
“yes… oh fuck yes…”
“good girl that’s it just for me, baby… feel how good it is… all that stress just melting away.”
your head fell back against the wall, your back arching violently, a sharp cry escaping your lips as she repeatedly hit that spot that made your knees wobble.
"keep focus on me. focus on how good im making you feel you're letting go, aren't you?
“so fucking capable, taking everything i give."
“that feels so good fuck” you cried out.
"that's it, i know baby," she whispered.
“uh-uh… eyes on me, baby dont you dare look away,” she murmured tapping the side of your face when you leaned your head back against the wall again, her voice low and commanding.
“look at me while i make you feel good.”
her eyes locked onto yours as her tongue traced a slow, deliberate path upward, drawing a sharp moan from your lips and sending your hips instinctively bucking your fingers flew to her locs, gripping them as your hips jerked forward.
"p-parker!”
as her tongue traced lower, she nudged her nose against your clit with each stroke, making your toes curl.
your gasps came out loud and ragged, forcing her to press a hand over your mouth.
“quiet… we don’t wanna get caught, do we?”
her name tumbled out in muffled moans as the coil deep in your abdomen tightened. she wrapped her lips around you, teasing just right a low, throaty chuckle rumbled from her as she pulled back letting her tongue take over with firm, deliberate strokes that had you trembling against the wall, helpless under her control.
"mmmm this pussy tastes so good," she hummed against you, the vibration making your eyes roll back. her lips sealed around your clit, her tongue working in tight circles.
soft muffled whimpers and moans filled the small room, the sounds of your pleasure mingling with the wet, obscene noises of her mouth against your pussy. she was relentless, a rhythm that had your hips rocking against her face, chasing a release that was coiling tight in your belly.
she leaned back slightly, eyes locking with yours, she let her spit drip slowly onto your clit before sucking it into her mouth like it was a pacifier.
She then slowly took her mouth off of you her lips glistening, as looked you dead in the eyes.
“tell me do you like how im taking my time eating this pretty pussy?” she murmured, voice low and husky.
“i—” you tried, but the words wouldn’t come, only a whimper slipping past your lips.
suddenly she stood, leaning over you, her hand shot out, gripping your chin.
“answer me,”
“y-yes mm fuck… so much” you gasped, nails digging into her shoulders, hips trembling and jerking involuntarily.
satisfied, she dropped back down to her knees resuming her sucking and teasing.
“parker i… i can’t i’m so close…”
your back arched, body quivering as you neared your release.
“i’ve got you sweetheart” she whispered, thumb pressing circles against your clit.
“you’re doing so well, baby… so fucking good for me.”
“ i could eat this pussy all fucking day and night.’ she said moaning against your pussy.
she slid two fingers inside you, curling them to press against that sensitive spot, her tongue returned to your clit, sucking it into her mouth.
the dual sensation was your undoing. your orgasm crashed over you, a blinding, all consuming wave of pleasure. your cries were swallowed by the small room as your body tensed, trembling violently, your inner walls clamping down around her fingers.
“that’s its.”
even as you writhed, oversensitive, she kept on.
"that’s it, baby. such a good girl, taking what you deserve come for me again.”
her fingers slid inside you even faster two at first, then a third, stretching you open as she curled them against your g-spot.
"i c-can’t!"
your nails dug into her shoulders, your body coiling tight as another wave built.
“yes, you can,” she said, her free hand slapping your thigh twice hard enough to make you yelp.
“now come, or i’ll leave you right here right now without letting you come again.”
the threat sent you over the edge. your back arched, your vision blurring as your pussy clenched around her fingers once more, your release spilling in her mouth she lapped at you through it, her low moans vibrating against your hypersensitive flesh, until you were a trembling mess in her hands.
she finally slowed, placing one last gentle kiss to your oversensitive clit before she stood up pulling you in a messy kiss.
“let’s get you cleaned up.”
after wetting a cloth she crouched slightly, pressing the damp cloth against your sensitive skin, wiping away every trace of your arousal.
“there,” she said, stepping back slightly, hands resting on your hips to steady you.
she tilted her head, eyes soft but still teasing. “how are you feeling?”
“shaky and amazing,” you breathed, your legs still trembling from that overwhelming high.
parker let out a low, quiet laugh, her gaze dropping to your lips before meeting your eyes again.
“oh yeah?” she murmured, stepping closer, her voice dipping low again. her thumb brushed lightly along your jaw, slowly.
“fuck… your taste is so addictive,” she said, softer now, almost like a secret meant only for you. a faint, knowing smile touched her lips.
“i can’t wait to taste you again.”
“careful, dr. ellis,” you said quietly. “you keep this up, and i might start relying on you more than i should.”
“that definitely reminded me and boosted me. just like you said i needed.”
inexperienced!simon also has chunky glasses he has to wear when he's not wearing his contacts. ones he's replaced at least twice after accidentally breaking them with his thick fingers. ones that you steal from his face while making out. ones that he has to keep pushing up from his nose each time he looks down at you while you're sucking him off.
"c-can you do that' thing again? to, uh... t'my balls, with your tongue? feels nice 'n i don't feel like 'm gonna blow one right awa–oh. oh, yeah. yeah, yeah. that," simon blinks hard with a parted mouth before dipping his chin and reaching to hold his cock for you.
he gulps, shoving his glasses up again with a clumsy finger, accidentally gasping when you guzzle his sack all the way into your mouth and glide the flat of your tongue between a sweet pattern of tender suckles.
"fuck, i love you," simon stutters, not hearing what he's said, voice shaking the same as his thighs. if you keep up like this, drooling and sucking on him, similar to how you did the ice lolly he surprised you with earlier, he'll need to sit down soon. very soon.
summary: In the slow hours of another night shift, you find it hard to stay quiet as Mel takes care of you in the bathroom. 18+ mdni wc. 1.9k
tags: mel king x f!resident!reader, smut, perv!mel, slight overstimulation(reader receiving), use of a vibrator, semi-public sex, brief mentions of mel getting cut while cooking
You know you shouldn’t admit it, but it’s been a relatively slow night. Your charts are finished, your patients are asleep, and the other residents are currently taking naps in the vacant rooms before the morning rush.
It’s been a quiet night and yet you still feel restless. You push around the deck of cards strewn across the break room table. Ellis abandoned your game of speed to take a lap and check on patients, so you’re sitting alone and glancing at the door every few minutes as you wait for Mel to finish her round.
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.
She closes her locker shut and turns to you with a smile. “How would you feel about trying a strap next time?”
kaledo-art
baratheonpilled
jbbartram-illu
izzy806
tangentwithtanner
titsay
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
2087
annaxmalina
areudirty
