No I Don't Have a God Complex.

Nathan Thomas, MD Surgeon with a God Complex Adventurer, Adrenaline Junkie and Thrill-Seeker

[drnatethomas]

“ put your hands on my ass… ”

“On your what?” Nate asked as his hands traveled along May’s slender shoulders, “You mean shoulders?” He asked, a small smile tugging at his lips, “No? Hmmm, let’s see. Must have heard you wrong. How about here? Waist?” He inquired, this time his smile mischievous as he tugged her closer. When she flashed him her signature look of irritation, Nate chuckled and brought his hands to her hips, “Maybe here?” He hummed while digging his fingers into her soft curves. A feeling he’d never get tired of.  When he could tell her irritation was morphing into infuriation, he brushed his hands over the globes of her perfect ass and squeezed hard as his lips found the special spot on her neck. The one that usually got him out of trouble. “Oh, you meant your ass. Should have just said so in the first place.”

[drnatethomas]

Text || Matt

Matt: That batting cage thing can become a reality as soon as next week! J wants to check it out when I go next so why not come with?

Nate: Yeah, sounds good. Just lemme know when, so I can check my schedule.

[drnatethomas]

Text || Nate

May: if they were then you'd be all over one of them instead of me. my independence is important to me. i went too long with people telling me how to be or live my life. i'm done what that.

May: how no masculine of you. you should revoke your balls

May: it doesn't bother me you dont know anything about cars. thats why you pay people who do

Nate: Good. No one should ever tell you how to live your life.

Nate: Now where to put that glorious mouth of yours is another story ;)

Nate: Yeah, nope.

Nate: Exactly. I've always just paid. How I was raised, you know? Kris might know more than me though.

[drnatethomas]

@drnate: I don’t normally post on social media, but figured I better post something before they close my account. So, here you have it. Tonight’s attire. #surgeonslife #sexydoc 

[drnatethomas]

Text || Nate

May: it's cool. you doing your thing makes this easier. i don't feel you're so on top of me for attention

May: some bullshit thing with the alternator

Nate: yeah, you'll never have the issue with me. One of the things I like most about you, is that you're independent. You don't need a man. Like you didn't chase me.

Nate: Those women might be fun for a night, but they aren't worth shit long term.

Nate: I appreciate that you're your own person. And not the jealous type.

Nate: Are you donna think less of me if I say, I don't know crap about cars?

[novahze]

Colton stepped into the dimly lit club; the music that blared around him caused small vibrations to tingle up his body almost instantly. Tonight he wasn’t there to serve people, but instead, he was there as a fellow guest. His ocean blood hues scanned the dance floor for a moment, not looking for anyone, in particular, just a quick debate on if he wanted to go there or the bar first. It didn’t take too long for his mind to settle on the bar and the delicious drinks it offered, so he shifted his body and movements towards it first. Once being close enough to it, he warmly greeted the bartender and made himself comfortable in one of the stools.

It didn’t take long for his order of a glass of Whiskey and two tequila shots to arrive, as it was what he started his nights off with anyway. However, right as he was about to pick up shot number one, he noticed someone else take a seat not too far from his, and a spontaneous idea popped into his head. “Hey, you up for taking a shot with me?” He offered, picking one of the shot glasses up and holding it out to the other. 

[drnatethomas]

It was times like these when Nate still couldn’t believe he actually had a girlfriend. Not because he missed the “single life,” but rather because he didn’t. As sat in the club he found himself more intrigued by the men and women gawking at the dancers. While he never considered himself a perv or anything. he did notice himself passing judgment a little or worse, feeing sorry for them. He liked to think he’d been a bachelor by choice. That, he’d been swinging from one woman to another, refusing to enter into a relationship because he didn’t want to be tied down or settle. However, the more time he spent with May, the more he realized he’d been lying to himself. 

The self-proclaimed ladies’ man had actually been terrified of losing what made him, well, him. That cocky, arrogant, self-indulgent ass. The one people appeared drawn to even at his dickiest moments. But, May not only accepted that aspect of his personality, but actually embraced it. Showed him he could still be that guy as long as he treated her right. Which he believed he did in spades. Why else would he be sitting at a bar while waiting for said girlfriend’s shift to end? When he heard the sound of a male’s voice, Nate blinked his eyes and shook his head, “Sorry, what?” He glanced down at the shot glasses. “Ummm yeah, sure. Although I should probably warn you, that if you were hoping I’d put out, you’re gonna be disappointed.” He downed the shot and hissed, “taken man.”

[drnatethomas]

Text || Nate

May: hey punk. i'm at the mechanics and bored out of my mind

Nate: Hey sorry. Surgeries back to back. Downside of dating a godly surgeon.

Nate: What happened to your car?

Nate: Warned you we'd wear out the suspension.

[tvandfilm]

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES | S02E04

[fitzandmontgomery]

[drnatethomas]

@born-this-may

[drnatethomas]

“ you wanna talk about it? ”

Nate looked over at the dancer and shook his head. “Guess I must look like real shit for you to take a break from your dancing to come over and ask,” he remarked before taking a sip from his beer, “but nah, I’m good, man. Just thinking.” Yeah, some might say the club with al the chaos and noise was a weird place to reflect, but for the surgeon, it’d become an almost second home. Well, third if he counted May’s new place. “You don’t have to babysit me. I’m good. Really.”

[hopeamikaelsons]

requested by @addysbeth

[drnatethomas]

❛ i won’t say it twice. strip down and get on your knees. right now ! ❜

While a dom at heart (in pretty much all aspects of his life), Nate couldn’t nor wouldn’t deny how much he loved it when his girlfriend (still a foreign word) took control. Without putting up any sort of fight, he gave her a cheesy salute before, like a stripper, began peeling away his clothing. Once completely nude, he arched a brow and while dropping to his knees at a painstakingly slow speed, (and trying to keep a straight face) drawled, “Like this, Madam?”

[drnatethomas]

Text || May & Nate

May: think it’s because I didn’t trip all over my feet and tried to impress you so you’d fuck me?

May: eh, there’s an appeal. On most days

Nate: Possibly. Although you did fuck me the first night we met ;). Not that I'm complaining. Speaking of, we should revisit the ambulance again.

Nate: Most days? Please. I'm a fucking catch.

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Under the Silver Lake (2018) Directed by David Robert Mitchell

[drnatethomas]

Text || May & Nate

May: were you always this way or do I get the special honors?

May: because of your dick?

Nate: Nope. Before you I was pretty much a manwhore asshole. Don't know what you did to me. Seriously.

Nate: What can I say? I'm hot.

[drnatethomas]

Text || May & Nate

May: total winners. Your mom and dad wouldn’t like to see what I do to their son when I have free reign

May: send your neighbors a giant dong as a present. That’ll stop the visits

Nate: Well, I promise I may fuck up a lot, but I'll never do anything to intentionally hurt you.

Nate: Now I sound like a fucking sap.

Nate: It's true though

Nate: Pretty sure that's why they keep coming by.

[drnatethomas]

Liz: I’m not, I’m being sincere. But fine, I’ll accept your invitation.

Liz:Sounds good, when shall we meet?

Nate: No, I meant I’d send you a certificate, so you could take someone out to dinner. My treat.

Nate: I’m seeing someone and I think it’s best if I don’t take another woman out on a date.