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âYour Heart Is Poundingâ
A/N: I am sorry in advance for this. Summary: An after shower stething.
Youâre warm, itâs late evening and youâve just had a shower.
You lie yourself down on the sofa, breathing slowly as you accumulate to room temperature, which is how your girlfriend finds you.
Greeting you with a warm smile as she enters the room, she joins you there, slowly straddling your hips to climb on before lowering herself down to lie against you.
Pillowing her head against your chest, you rest your hand in her hair whilst her own wander, slipping under your hoodie. Your heartbeat picking up as she starts to trace light circles into the bare skin.
She draws patterns into your side and considering the fact that you have become aware of your own heart pushing out beats and can feel it almost pressing into her fingers, thereâs no doubt in your mind that she can most definitely feel it and hear it pumping against her ear.
âYour heart is pounding.â She remarks and you are lost for words. Your mind going blank as she trails her fingers across your side again.
The accelerated thuds of your heartbeat replace any words you couldâve chosen to respond with if your thought process hadnât have been interrupted.
âDonât move.â Her voice is gentle, but commanding all the same as she presses a kiss to the pulse point at your neck.
You doubt you could move if you tried and whine pitifully at the absence of her body pressed tightly against yours when she moves, but you know that sheâll be back once sheâs got what she needs.
In no time at all, but still too long for both of your likings, your girlfriend returns with a purse in hand.
Smirking playfully at you, she straddles your hips again to get back on the sofa and rests the purse against your stomach, but this time, she doesnât lie down against you. Instead, she leans down, pressing soft kisses against your forehead as her fingers work to unzip the purse and reveal the stethoscope, which she hangs around her neck, fingers moving to your clothed chest; pinching the zip of your soft hoodie.
Firstly, your girlfriend looks to you for consent.
âCan I take a listen, love?â
You nod slowly yet eagerly at the same time.
âYes please.â
She chuckles softly and puts her lips to your forehead once again.
âThank you, honey.â She whispers in your ear, before sitting up.
Pinching the zip between her fingers, she pulls it down in a slow, exaggerated motion. Maintaining eye contact with you the whole time as your chest is exposed.
Parting the fabric with her hands, you suck in a breath as her fingers make contact with your skin.
The anticipation pools deep in your lower abdomen as she reaches for the stethoscope and puts the earpieces in.
Taking the chest piece in hand she raises it to her lips and blows on it slowly to warm it up whilst watching you breathe.
Your bare chest rises and falls beneath her, rising up to meet the cool circular surface of the diaphragm.
With your skin still warm from the shower, the cool disc feels pleasant and encourages your pump to gain a little more speed.
Especially when your girlfriendâs hand returns to your side, teasing your skin with her nails.
You can feel your temperature rise and a lovely sensation form in your chest cavity as your heart pounds quickly against the instrument.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thumpâŠ
Controlled and careful, your girlfriend moves the chest piece around slowly, listening to each beat that your excited heart produces, whilst she trails her fingers across your side to hear your internal reactions that fill you both with joy and wonder.
Thereâs a distinct ache that starts between your legs. One that grows and pulsates as she runs her nails over your side, making patterns against your skin whilst guiding the stethoscope gently into different areas of your chest.
Your back arches and a small moan escapes your lips as she drags her nails slowly down the exposed skin of your stomach, desire pooling between your legs whilst your heart continues to pound against the diaphragm.
Breathing in deeply, a content sound slips through your lips and she places the chest piece to the slope of your breast, beaming at the loud thud she hears where she has placed the stethoscope.
After a few minutes, she removes the earpieces but when she keeps them around her neck, you know that she is only pressing pause for a moment.
Stroking your face whilst staring lovingly at you, she leans down and kisses the space between your breasts.
âBeautiful.â Your girlfriend whispers before laying down beside you, stroking a hand across your stomach as you yawn quietly.
Closing your eyes, itâs only a moment before you feel the diaphragm return to your skin and she continues to listen.
Listening to your peaceful, sleepy beats.
A/N: Please be kind, this is my first piece. I canât believe I unleashed this.
A self stething scene I saw, in a movie called âHav Plentyâ.
by Chowbie
Caretaker gently listening to whumpeeâs heart with a stethoscope, making kind eye contact, trying to put them at ease. Maybe offering wonderful words of reassurance like, âIâve got you,â and âItâs okay, just relax.â
I think my bf is turning into a mini Cardiophile...
Im a nursing student and my birthday just passed, so for my b-day my boyfriend gifted me a new stethoscope with my name engraved on it. (Bf goals)
He came over to my place a couple days after my party and asked me how I liked my new gift, I told him how much I appreciated it and how I wasn't able to test it out because of my busy schedule with work and school. So I said "since you're here, why don't I test it out on you?" . He replied "of course"
He takes off his jacket and shirt, and all that's left is his bare chest. (Whew)
I go grab the stethoscope which was still in its pretty pink box, and proceeded to put on the earpiece but he stops me. He suggested that I get the old steth and compare the two. so I ran in my room and got the old one and give him a little "exam".
Its time to test out the new one. After placing the earpice in, I place the diaphragm on his pec and I immediately raised my brows with shock. He laughs at my expression and I tell him how clear I can hear his heart pumping. The beats were amplified enough to hear every detail of his hearts chambers and valves. I didnt know how much I needed a new steth until he gifted me a new one.
I took the ear pieces out and handed it over to him so he can hear it for himself. his reaction the same as mine. I listened to him one last time and we ended up locking eyes. I notice his heart sped up so I asked him "are you nervous?" I mean he had no reason to be nervous considering the fact that I've steth him before for school related projects. So this wasn't new to him. He lookes at me and says "i don't know what it is... But there's something about you listening to my heart right now thats turning me on" ugh.
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I nervously laugh to myself. he dosn't know about my little "secret" so i played it off as if I wasn't phased by what he just said. He leans in closer and kisses me. With the diaphragm still pressed against his chest, we started making out.
Now outta breath he hands me the steth that had fallen on the floor. He places it over his heart and tells me to listen. (My, my, my,my!) His heart is racing. (I've only heard his heart at a relaxed state so this was new and excitingđ) He looks me in the eye, and between breath says, you hear that... that's what you do to me Everytime... *dead â
Oh my gosh, thatâs so sweet and romantic â€ïž
Can't stop thinking about the fact that when you have a fever your heart beats faster. Imagine somebody cuddling their sick sweetheart and being able to judge when their fever is getting worse because their heart is beating so much quicker đ„ș
a sick little thing waking up from a fever nap, sitting up and panting to get any air. their poor lil heart is going so fast, and they just cant seem to find their caretaker...oh, here come the tears...
bloodplay knifeplay fearplay sure sure sure but what about pulseplay
Whumper putting their hands on Whumpee's throat and squeezing, feeling the flutter heartbeat steadily slow the longer they press down on the carotid artery before releasing when it's at its faintest
Whumper checking Whumpee's pulse seemingly randomly, only to slam a knife down inches from their face and checking their pulse again, smiling at how erratic it's become
Whumper wanting to see what scares Whumpee more, almost like a game of this or that, measuring the score in how many BPM they count after each session
Whumper "letting" Whumpee sleep with them so they can marvel at how their heartbeat slows the deeper they drift off, leading them to be able to tell whenever Whumpee is faking being asleep/unconscious in the future
Whumper also watching Whumpee suffer from a nightmare, unable to wake up from the dream due to the strong drugs previous administered to keep them quiet, enjoying the sensation of their pulse slowing and quickening all night long
Whumper making Whumpee wear something that monitors their heart rate, maybe so they can taunt them with the obvious evidence that they're scared, or maybe so they can check from an app to know whenever Whumpee is doing something much to strenuous (ie running for their fucking life out of their prison) and needs to be...settled down
Whumper always waiting until the very last second, the very last heartbeat, before injecting Whumpee with something to kickstart the organ into overdrive, forcing it to go from 0BPM to 100BPM in record time
the idea of accidentally discovering someone's kink is so hot to me, like jokingly calling someone a good boy and they get all red and flustered and you're just like OH. oh
Whatâs cool about a stethoscope?
You know sheâs not faking it
Heart to Heart
Normally you recieve gifts around your birthday, but I thought Iâd give you all a gift instead. Hope you enjoy.
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30 minutes after Anna and Carl kissed in front of practically the whole ER, the door to a small flat clicked open, swinging on squeaky hinges. The light flicked on, blinking a couple of times before steadying out. The flat wasnât a complete dive, it was all up to code and safety checks were performed regularly. But it was cheap, and as a result it was distinctly aged. The neutrally painted walls were faded and the cupboards of the small kitchenette in the corner were a style that was distinctly 80âs.
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I'm curious to know, doctor, how you'd handle a patient who was clearly getting aroused by even the simplest of examinations?
You press your fingers to her wrist to check her pulse - there's an immediate increase in her bpm.
You ask her to unbutton her top so you can listen to heart - you notice her hands trembling slightly as she fumbles with the buttons.
You press your steth to her chest - a little whimper involuntarily escapes her lips.
How would you handle such a horny little patient?
Mmmmm, such a wonderful scenario you've provided me with anon!
I wonder, how should I handle such a patient? There's nothing wrong with how she feels, but it's going to be pretty hard to hide it from me. After all, I am going to be examining her very, very closely, and the signs can be quite obvious, especially as you describe them. On the other hand, bringing sexuality into a very professional situation like that isn't appropriate, and I'd be remiss if I didn't inform her of that fact.
Let's take a moment and see how this might play out...
Let's get this exam started now, shall we?
Okay, doctor.
A new patient. Just an annual checkup, but I should be thorough, make sure she's all healthy and establish a solid baseline for future exams.
I knock and enter, introducing myself. She's startled, but pulls herself together quickly. I start with the basics... last checkup, family history, any concerns she might be currently having. Nothing out of the ordinary so far. I start in on the more personal questions, last period, any pains during or before, bleeding, heavy or light... She answers, but she's starting to get flushed. She clearly isn't as comfortable with me yet, and that's okay. I'll be respectful of that.
I begin the exam, start with the easy stuff, or so I thought. Say ahhh.... her eyes are avoiding mine. A little strange, but could still be nerves. Check her eyes, ears, nose ... everything great so far. It's when I start checking the lymph nodes in her neck things begin to get interesting. Her breathing gets a little shallower as my fingers make contact with her tender neck. Usually patients start a bit at the first deeper touch here, but she's not startled, she's ... I'm not quite sure.
I'm going to take your pulse now...
Her pulse is stable, now .. it seems to be picking up. I look away from my watch back at her and seem to catch her staring at me since she suddenly looks away.
Oh. My. God. đ”đ„”