For the prompt thing: maybe Tolivarry + cooking dinner together? Hope you have fun with it if you write it 😄
(In what world do I not succumb to encouragement from one Batty?)
"Just say 'when.'"
"I would have said 'when' ten minutes ago."
Instead of stopping, Oliver just grinned, knowing it would drive Tommy up the wall. They stood in their kitchen, Oliver chopping onions and peppers for adding to the giant vat simmering on the stove top while Tommy watched in agony. It was Family Dinner Night, and it had been Oliver's choice, so he went with what he did best - his (in)famous chili.
With worried eyes, Tommy silently pleaded with Oliver to stop adding more peppers. It did not help.
"You'll love it, trust me."
"Ollie, I've had your chili before, remember? Back in college? I'm still recovering."
"It's not that spicy."
"It's totally that spicy."
"Whatever. You'll love it."
"Speaking of spicy," Tommy derailed, looking around, "where's Barry?"
Oliver didn't look up from his cutting board. "I sent him out to snag a few spices."
Tommy raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, more spices? You needed more?"
Before Oliver could say anything, his phone buzzed. "Oh, that's him. He's leaving the store." Oliver moved away from the stove and gave Tommy a quick kiss on the cheek before standing in the living room with his arms lifted out in front of him, one hand open and the other relaxed.
There was a flash of brown and a whoosh of wind as something rocketed into the room, coming to a stop in front of Oliver, who now held a bag of ingredients in one hand and a jacket thrown over the other. There was a quiet "thank you" from Oliver as he turned to toss the jacket on the back of a chair and head back into the kitchen.
Tommy, however, approached the new body in the room with urgency. "Barry. Please. Your boyfriend is trying to kill us."
Barry grinned that stupidly sunny grin of his and gave Tommy a kiss on the forehead. "Really? What are you going to do, Tommy?"
Tommy grumbled for a split second. "If I'd been talking about myself, I would have thrown in a 'devilishly handsome' as a qualifier."
Barry lowered his head until their foreheads were touching, the two of them staring into one another's eyes. "You. Will. Survive."
"History says otherwise," Tommy replied quietly, but he knew he’d been outvoted at this stage.
"I'm excited to taste it," Barry said, pulling away with a grin. He approached Oliver at the stove and wrapped his hands around the chef's waist. "It smells amazing!”
Oliver leaned his head back to touch Barry’s forehead for a moment. “Well, thanks to my little runner, I’ve got all the ingredients I need to make a masterpiece.”
“It looks about done,” Barry said.
“Simmer with the added spices for a bit, and it will be,” Olive replied. “Tommy, can you-”
“Got it.” Tommy was already half finished setting the table. He stopped for a moment and looked over at the two in the kitchen. “You guys know I’m (mostly) joking about the chili, right?”
Barry shrugged. “My sinuses cleared the moment I got back. I understand your hesitation.”
“I’m sure it’ll taste great,” Tommy said, more or less to himself. “But I’d eat it even if I didn’t like it, because Oliver spent so much time and effort on it.”
“I know,” Oliver replied, walking over to the dining table and pulling Tommy in to him for a kiss. Barry watched from the kitchen with a gentle smile on his face. “My brave little club manager.”
Tommy’s expression softened and he laid his head on Oliver’s shoulder for a moment.
“So. Taste test?” Oliver asked.
Tommy sighed, a smile spreading across his face. “Fine. For you.”
“if there’s nothing going on there, you don’t mind if i ask her out, do you?” + rheese!!
"Or I could not do that," Tommy said, holding his hands up when his identical twin brother merely glared at him. "But you know, if you don't make a move soon. Someone else will. Because Sarah is cute-"
"Sarah is beautiful," Connor interrupted. But Tommy continued as if he hadn't spoken at all, "And I don't think a glare will make them back off like it did with me."
Connor rolled his eyes. Since when had his brother ever played match-maker? "Why are you trying to date anyway? I thought you were all in on Laurel."
Tommy made a face. "Yeah, well. We're uh taking some time. She's got a lot to work through with Sara's death...and me being in the league isn't helping"
Even though it was Laurel's sister and not his Sarah, Tommy was talking about; Connor still glanced over at the bar where Herman was pouring his Sarah a drink at the bar. He muttered, "You never wanted to be in the league though. You never asked to be taken to Nanda Parbat. That's Malcolm's fault for joining the league in the first place."
"Yeah, but I was still in the league and as much as I hate to say it- without them, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you."
buying a wedding ring and hiding it in your closet, almost exposing yourself because you can't act normal around your partner for Rheese because PLEASE
buying a wedding ring and hiding it in your closet, almost exposing yourself because you can't act normal around your partner
This is my last drabble for tonight... And I had to end the evening with one for cíara ESPECIALLY as it's Rheese!!! Plus I need to get into the mood for my planned medtober fic(s)
Enjoy!!!
"Connor! I'm home!"
Connor is staring at the engagement ring-- nothing too flashy, something modest and perfect for Sarah-- he had just collected at the store today, when his hopefully soon to be fiancée comes home.
She's home early, Connor immediately thinks, panicking.
As a surgeon, he's usually calm and collected-- even in the most rocky moments of his life he tends to stay calmer than others do. Sarah tells him he keeps her anxieties grounded.
But now he panics, feeling it rise quicker than anything. He can hear Sarah's footsteps, fast approaching their bedroom and he spins around, trying to find a place to hide it in.
"Connor? You in here?" Sarah's voice rings out from right outside the door and in a fit of panic and urgency, Connor tosses the ring into the closest. It feels too precious of a thing to throw like that, and he cringes inwardly, but not a second later Sarah walks into the room and he knows he made the right choice too.
"Hey," He greets her, trying to appear calm and relaxed. He moves over to her, gently taking her into his arms and kissing her forehead before laying a gentle kiss on her lips. She tastes like her coffee beans, and he immediately wants to deepen the kiss and just immerse himself in the taste of her.
Sarah has over ideas as after briefly kissing him back, she pulls back and goes to head over to the closet. The panic rises in Connor's chest again and he practically leaps, throwing his body against the closet door to stop he from opening it.
Sarah looks at him like he's got two heads. "What are you doing?"
"I-- you can't go in there." It's not the best excuse, not even close.
"Why not? I want to change out my work clothes."
"Uh..." He really should've thought this through. He can just imagine the teasing Will and Ava will give him if he tells them about this.
To Sarah's credit, she does wait a while to let him speak. But when he doesn't, she sighs, and tries to push past him. "Let me open it."
Connor leans back more firmly, stopping her attempts.
"What is up with you? Do I need to psych evaluate you Doctor Rhodes?" Sarah gives him a serious look, but there's a playful sparkle in her eye.
"I..." Connor opens and closes his mouth like a goldfish. "I'm planning a surprise. There's a present in there for you."
At that, Sarah's eyes light up. Present giving was a learning point for both of them. With both of their families using money as a way to show affection, it was hard to learn that gift giving can be thoughtful an sweet. But nearly four years into the relationship, they had gotten the groove of it.
"It's a surprise, so go into the living room. I'll bring it out." Sarah does as he asks, giving him a smile as she leaves.
Once she's gone, he opens up the closet and fishes out the ring box. Then, he quickly stores it on one of his socks at the back of the drawer, thankful that when he was out today he picked up a present for her-- a cuddly owl toy, because she's his cute night owl, staying up half the night-- and so his proposal will go unspoilt.
Oliver: Angel. Oliver calls your his little angel because even after he told you about everything that happened on the island, you never thought of him differently. Not once did you look at him differently to how you used to look at him. He truly believes that you were sent from heaven to look after him.
Roy: Babe. He calls you his babe, making sure everyone in a 5-foot radius can hear him. It’s almost as though he’s marking you as his, and honestly, you couldn’t be more proud to be his girl.
Diggle: Sweetheart. Although he was in the army for a part of his life, Dig has always been a family man and a romantic at heart. He loves to call you gentle and sweet nicknames instead of more sexual ones as he thinks that you are quite delicate and deserve more than just a meaningless nickname.
Ray: Honey. He calls you honey as it is what his grandmother used to call him and she was a main and important part of his life. You said to him that you didn’t mind the nickname after he accidentally called you it once, they told you the short story behind it. You loved the nickname from then on.
Malcolm: Love. Although sometimes he can be an absolute asshole, Malcolm still has a little bit of warmth in his heart. That’s why he calls you ‘love’. It’s what he used to call his wife before she passed, and he said that you reminded him a lot of her. He then asked if you were okay with being called love, which of course you said yes to!
Tommy: Darling. Tommy’s mother and father used to call him darling, and it was one of the only good things he could remember from his childhood. So automatically he started calling you darling, as he associated the word darling with happiness. The nickname ended up staying.
Summary: He was met with a stony silence, your brow furrowed. You were upset and embarrassed. The cocktail of emotions making your stomach churn. “I know what this looks like”. You laughed sharply, “What it looks like?”.
Warnings – Language. Smut. NSFW. Jealousy.
Word Count: 6,077
A/N: First attempt at a sole Oliver Queen fic - ‘Arrow-verse’. I was bullied by @internalsealpanic and @pricetagofficial. Hope you all love it xoxo
Tags: nsfw, smut, reunion, fast sex, passionate sex, needy Oliver Queen, needy Reader
Word count: 0.8k
Ao3
A/N: Another commission, this time with my boy Oliver. I don't see much content for him, which is a shame, I love him. The prompt for this commission was taken from this nsfw prompt list.
6. “I want you now.”
Oliver couldn't get his hands or his lips away from you from the moment he saw you waiting for him at the airport. Even in the private limo he pulled you into his lap and let you grind on him, getting him harder with every roll of your hips.
"I've missed you babe." He husked against your neck as he pushed you into the doorframe of the bedroom, "I can't wait anymore. I want you now. I want to be inside you." His hips jerked against you, he was almost humping you from the sheer desperation.
Not that you were any better by any means. Your panties were already so slick you might as well throw them away. Oliver's fingers didn't help either. "I waited for you actually. I didn't touch myself for a full week."
He groaned against your lips, his eyes pools of lust, reflecting yours perfectly. "Then let's not wait any longer." Hungry lips found yours as you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his hips.
Both of you were like animals in heat, trying to touch, feel and kiss everywhere at once as you threw your clothes anywhere you could until you were both naked and flush against each other on the king-sized bed.
"The bed was so empty without you Oliver." You scratched your nails down his hard abs, feeling them clench and relax while Oliver tried to stay calm long enough to angle his cock with your entrance, "I felt empty without you."
"Sorry." Finally he managed to get both himself and you to stay still. As nice as it felt to slide his length through your sopping wet folds he really needed to be inside before he came all over you. "I don't think I can go slow." Oh that was more then fine with you, perfect even.
You spread your legs a little wider for him, giving him a bit more room. Both of you panted with excitement and need as Oliver slid inside little by little. The first inch was almost too much already for your needy and neglected cunt. You chewed on your lip while he bottomed out inside you, his hot cock fully sheathed inside you.
The clench was instantaneous, as as the almost wild bucking of your hips into his. Oliver almost toppled over from the sudden pleasure. His eyes closed as he gripped the sheets in a knuckle whitening grip. He inhaled, then exhaled, willing himself to hold off on his orgasm.
There's a part of him that would just be content with staying like that forever, but there's another, more needy, louder part of him that's telling him to fuck you like his life depends on it. In the end that voice wins out.
"Shit, you feel so fucking good love." A small gasp leaves your mouth at the praise. Your eyes travel down Oliver's body, drinking in every inch of him, every scar, every mark that was left unkissed in your hurry. "So good. I'm not gonna last long, I'm sorry."
Oliver's thrusts are almost sloppy, they're rough, fast, deep, unforgiving. He can't get enough of the tight wetness surrounding his cock, the look on your face twisted in pleasure, the way your hands run up his arms and interlock behind his neck as you arch your back for him.
The first time you did this you needed time to get used to his length, but now you have no issue taking him in with ease. Oh you knew you were gonna have a little trouble walking right in the morning but you wouldn't care less. All that mattered was that Oliver was back. He was kissing you, loving you, his cock was twitching and pulsing, spreading you open for you to take his seed.
You reveled in this feeling, in seeing how his abdominal muscles clenched flexing, the sweat gathering at his brow, the way his mouth hung open and allowed low grunts of pleasure to escape him.
"You're cute like this." Normally you'd say that he was hot, or sexy, or handsome. But right now he was so desperate for you that you couldn't help but think it a little bit cute, and very sweet. To know that he wants you just as much.
"I... I can't anymore... I need to... fuck I'm losing it sweetheart..." Oliver's grunts ripple off into a low growl as he sinks in balls deep and comes.
You barely suppress a moan as you grind your hips into his, your inner walls clenching around Oliver's throbbing cock. Your whole body shivers under him as you reach your orgasm, and all Oliver can do is keep thrusting, making increasing both your pleasures.
Oliver leans forward and presses his forehead to yours, "Hi."
You chuckle and peck his lips, "Hi." You give him another kiss, one that sends more jolts through his cock, and in doing so more cum inside you in quick spurts. "Welcome home Oliver."
His arms wrap around your body, he brings you close to him until there's no more space between you, sharing body warmth and heartbeats, "I'm home."
Type: One-shot | Imagine about Connor Rhodes (Chicago MED)
Rating: Rated R for Sexual Content
Word Count: 4500+
Pairing: Connor + Lexi
Enjoy!
"On my count……one two three," Lexi said as they slid the patient into the bed.
"Talk to me," Connor said as he entered the room.
"Lower stomach stab wound," Lexi said. "Blood pressure is tanking and heart rate is spiking," she said.
"Is the bleeding under control?" Connor asked.
"Yes for now but he needs surgery," Lexi said.
"Alright let's get ready to transport,'' Connor said as he pulled up the bed rails.
Off they went to the OR room and Lexi went right into another room with another patient. Oh the fun of working in an ER, most nights it was never-ending.
"Another stab wound victim is coming in," Maggie said.
"Send him my way," Lexi said.
"Alright," Maggie said as she nodded and directed the paramedics to the trauma room where Lexi was at.
"Where is the wound?" Lexi asked.
"Lower stomach," The paramedic said. "Blood pressure is sinking fast, it was touch and go in the ambulance," she said.
"PAGE CONNOR" Lexi yelled out. "OK on my count one two three," she said as she slid the patient onto the bed.
"He's already in surgery," another nurse said.
"Well someone needs to do surgery on this guy STAT or we will lose him," Lexi said as she pressed down on the wound.
"What's the issue?" WIll said.
"His bleeding isn't controlled and his blood pressure is sinking," Lexi said.
"I got him, let's go," Will said as he pulled up the railings and they were off.
Lexi took her gloves off and went into the doctor's lounge. Just taking a breather as the ER was screaming with victims of a vicious attack at a concert. She took a deep breath in and cleared her head before heading back out to the ER. Jumping back into it not missing a beat. Around 3 am things finally calmed down and the ER was quiet.
"Finally a moment to breathe," Connor said as he sat down.
"Yea I know right," Lexi said as she sat down next to him. "Was that guy ok?" she asked.
"He's in the ICU, it's touch and go," Connor said.
"I can't understand how someone could do this," She sighed.
"I honestly have no clue," he said as he placed his hand on her leg. "Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yea my feet hurt but I'm ok" she nodded.
She could feel her breath catch in her throat as he touched her. She just looked at him imagining a world where he was hers but in the real world, they were just friends. She took a deep breath in as she tried to slow her heart rate down. Will came into the doctor's lounge and sat down across from Lexi and Connor.
"Seriously, when are you two going to get together?" Will asked.
"It's not like that and you know it," Connor said.
"Yea" Lexi nodded, knowing she wanted more.
"You already seem like you two are together with how close you two are," Will said.
"Yea we are close but we are just friends," Connor said.
"You want coffee?" Lexi said as she stood up, walking over to the counter.
"Sure" both WIll and Connor answered.
She fixed them both coffee and placed them on the table before leaving the room. She checked with Maggie to see if anything else needed to be done before clocking out. She went to get changed and left before she could run into Connor again. Her feelings were growing stronger for him each day. Later on that night Connor stopped by her place with wine and a few games.
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she answered the door.
"It is Friday night so game night?" he asked as he walked inside.
"Oh sure," She nodded as she closed the door.
"I have wine and twister," he said as he took his jacket off.
"Think we need a few drinks before we start," she said as she grabbed glasses.
"Sounds good," he said as he poured their drinks
They had a few rounds of drinks before they started to play the game. Each one took a turn spinning and trying to match the colors. Before she knew it she was under him, twisted up in his arms.
"Ok right-hand green," he said as he moved his hand behind her, his arm wrapped around her stomach.
"Ok, let's see if I can spin," she said as she spun. "Left foot on the red," she said as she moved her foot, her leg pressing against his manhood.
"So glad we are good friends" he chuckled slightly before spinning.
"Yea" she smiled as adjusted her arm, bringing herself closer to him. Breathing his scent almost made her lose the game.
He took another turn and moved his leg so now he was resting between her legs. She tried to stay focused but she was slipping under his spell. She took a turn and ended up moving again where she was pressed against his chest. Leaning into his neck as she kept her balance as he took another turn. He took another turn but this time when he went to move he slipped making them both fall. They were on the floor laughing as he moved off of her, lying beside her.
"Yea you were right Fridays are better off as game nights," she said as she sat up.
"I wouldn't want to spend my night anywhere else," he said as he stood up, reaching for her hand. She grabbed it and stood up.
"Why?" she asked as she walked into the kitchen.
"Because you are my closest friend since moving back here," he said.
"Well I'm honored," she smiled as she looked at him.
"I mean it, Lexi. I'm glad we have such an amazing friendship" he said.
"I know Connor" she nodded as she handed him a bag of chips. "We need to eat or we will be hungover in the morning," she said.
"True," he said as he took the bag of chips.
They sat on the couch and decided to watch a few shows. He started to nod off on the couch, she smiled to herself as she noticed it. She placed a blanket around him, running her hands through his hair.
"If only you knew," she said as she kissed his forehead. "Good night Connor" she whispered before laying on the other side of the couch.
In the morning he was woken up by the sunlight. She was opening the curtains allowing the morning sun into the room. He rubbed his eyes, realizing that he fell asleep on her couch. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and some aspirin before returning to him.
"Take these," she said as she handed him the aspirin and the water.
"Thanks," he said. "I'm sorry for spending the night, I didn't mean to," he said.
"It's ok," She nodded as she sat next to him.
"Let me take you out for breakfast," he said.
"That sounds good," She nodded.
He used her bathroom to freshen up before they walked down to a local cafe. He held the door open for her and told her to order whatever she wanted. Once she finished ordering she went to get them a table as he ordered his food. He walked over to the table and sat down with their drinks before sitting down across from her.
"Thank you," She said as she grabbed her drink, taking a sip.
"No problem" he smiled as he watched her.
"So what did you get?" she asked.
"My normal" he nodded as he tried not to laugh.
"What?" she asked.
"You have cold foam on your lip," he said as he reached over, brushing his thumb against her lips.
"Thank you," she said as she looked at him, her breath catching in her throat again.
"No problem," he said as his hand lingered over her lips for a second longer than it should.
"Over easy eggs with toast and bacon," the waiter said as she placed the plate in front of Lexi. "And eggs benedict and bacon for you," she said as she placed the plate in front of Connor.
"Thank you," Connor nodded.
The conversation fell silent as they started to eat. Once they finished eating he cleaned up the table a little before they left. They walked back to her apartment and he leaned against his car. They said their goodbyes and went on with the rest of their day. When she entered her apartment she was greeted by the smell of him. She smiled as she sat on the couch, just thinking of Connor. She grabbed her favorite book and snuggled into the couch, just losing time in a book. She took it easy over the next few days before having another shift at the hospital. She was changing into her scrubs when she could hear the ER getting busy. She rushed out and went straight to work.
"Maggie, where do you want me?" Lexi asked.
"You are with Connor," Maggie said.
"I know but where am I needed right now?" Lexi asked.
"Trauma two" Maggie nodded.
"Alright," Lexi nodded and rushed into the room.
"Patient is complaining of chest pain, BP is 143 over 67, and pulse rate is over 100," The paramedic said.
"OK on my count. One two three" Lexi said as she pulled the patient onto the bed.
"I said I was fine, this is UNNECESSARY," the patient said.
"Well let's just look to make sure," Lexi said.
"I'm not staying. LET ME GO" the patient said as he stood up.
"Sir please sit down," Lexi said as she tried to control the situation.
"NO, LET ME GO," the patient said as he pushed Lexi making her fall back against the wall.
"HEY THIS IS MY ER SO SIT DOWN," Will said as he entered the room. "IF YOU WANT TO LEAVE THEN LEAVE BUT DON'T TOUCH MY NURSES '' Will said.
"Lexi are you ok?" Connor said as he kneeled in front of her.
"I-I don't know," Lexi said as she closed her eyes.
"Hey, stay with me," he said as he grabbed her shoulders. "Look at me," he said.
"Connor," She whispered.
"I'm here but I need you to look at me, Open your eyes," Connor said as he picked her up, placing her on a stretcher.
"I'm ok," She said.
"Look at me," Connor said.
She finally opened her eyes and looked into his eyes. He checked her over to make sure she didn't have a head injury or a concussion. Thankfully she was fine and Connor could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"How is she?" Will asked.
"She's fine," Connor nodded. "Little shaken up but ok," Connor said.
"Ok good, take a few moments" Will nodded.
"Thank you," Lexi said.
"Take your time," Connor said as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"I'm ready to go back" She nodded as she stood up.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yea" She nodded and walked past him.
She went back to work not missing a beat. Patient after Patient filled the ER and it was a busy day as normal. She leaned against the wall, just watching Connor work in the room in front of her. Allowing her imagination to get the better of her, she had it bad for him. The way his touch would set her on fire, the burning between her legs. Just the way his eyes would look into her soul, the way she wanted to taste him.
"LEXI I need you" Connor yelled.
"Yea sorry" she shook her head as she rushed into the room with him.
"Put your hand here and squeeze '' he said as he placed her hand over the patient's wound. "Don't let go," he said.
"Wait what," she said as she kept her grip on whatever he just placed her hand on.
"You are holding his artery in your hands, don't let go," he said as he picked her up and placed her on the bed.
"Connor," she said as she looked at him.
"It's ok" he looked at her.
"I got it and I won't let go," she said as they started rolling towards the OR.
He placed a mask over her face, making sure she would be safe. He started the surgery and she didn't let go until he told her to let go. He finished up with the surgery before picking her back up and placing her on the floor. She excused herself to go get cleaned up and take a few-minute break.
"Sorry didn't mean to drag you into that" Connor said.
"It's ok," she nodded. "I'm here to help," she smiled slightly.
"How is your head feeling?" he asked.
"I feel fine" she looked at him.
"That's good" He sat next to her.
"I just needed a breather," she said.
"I know," he said.
She stood up and stretched for a second before grabbing a bottle of water. She took a few sips before going back onto the floor. He followed her example and went back onto the floor. After her shift, she was collecting her things when she noticed Connor was with another female. She watched him for a few seconds before realizing that she was probably his girlfriend. She grabbed her bag and left the ER without Connor noticing. She went home and tried her best to get him out of her mind. She knew she would never be enough for Connor. She wasn't his type and even he said they were just friends. It was time to realize that and it was painful to admit that she would never be with Connor. She knew she needed to distance himself from him before she fell in love with him more. She sat on her couch, leaning her head back, and closing her eyes. Her phone started to go off, she looked down and realized tonight was the night of the Charity event. She got ready for the party and left her apartment, Connor was outside waiting for her. She smiled and got into his car, the ride was pretty silent. Once they arrived she tried to keep her distance away from Connor but that was nearly impossible.
"What do you want to drink?" Connor asked as he placed his hand over her back.
"Oh just water is fine," she nodded.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, I am" She looked at him.
"Water it is then: he said as he walked away from her.
"Girl, you have it bad for him," Maggie said as she placed her arm around Lexi's arm.
"Shhh," Lexi smiled.
"You do," Maggie said.
"I do but it would never work," Lexi said.
"Why?" Maggie asked.
"Because he's Connor Rhodes and I'm just Lexi," she said.
"He cares about you," Maggie said.
"Yeah and he has a girlfriend," Lexi said.
"Wait, that girl today was his girlfriend?" Maggie asked.
"I believe so," Lexi said.
"I'm sorry," Maggie said. "It will be ok," she said before walking off when Connor walked back to Lexi.
"Here you are my lady," he said as he handed her the bottle of water.
"Thank you, sir," Lexi said as she grabbed the bottle. "I'm going to go talk to a few people," she said.
"Well save me one dance please," he said.
"I will," she nodded as she walked away from him.
They both went their different ways talking to as many people as they could. She tried her best to hide from Connor and talk to everyone at the party. He finally caught up to her and reached for her hand.
"May I have this dance?" He asked.
"You sure can," she nodded as she grabbed his hand.
"Thank you" he smiled as he led her onto the dance floor.
He placed her arms around his neck and he wrapped his arm around her. She moved closer to him as they swayed to the music. She rested her head against his chest as they continued to dance. Will decided to cut in and take Lexi by the hand.
"May I?" Will asked.
"Sure," Lexi said as she moved over to him.
"Not too far," Connor said as he walked away.
"Well now since he's gone, can we talk?" Will asked as he moved them to the beat of the music.
"Talk?" Lexi asked as she looked at Will.
"Yea, when are you going to tell him?" Will asked.
"What?" Lexi asked.
"You are in love with him and he needs to know," Will said.
"Does everyone know?" Lexi asked.
"Everyone BUT Connor," Will said.
"It's nothing Will and everything is fine," Lexi said.
"You can try to convince yourself that but everyone sees it," he said. "Tell him," he said.
"I will," Lexi said.
"Good" WIll said as he spun Lexi right into Connors's arms.
"Hey," Lexi said as she looked at him.
"Hey," Connor said as he wrapped his arm around her.
She rested her head against his chest once again. Just taking in the moment because she knew she needed to distance herself from him. After the event ended he took her home and dropped her off. She went up to her apartment and went straight to sleep. Over a few days, she ignored messages from Connor and just focused on herself. On her next shift the moment she entered the ER she pulled Maggie to the side. She wanted to be assigned to Will and not Connor. At first, Maggie was confused but she caught on pretty quick. Maggie made the change into the computer and Lexi went into the locker room.
"Did I do something?" Connor asked as he walked into the locker room.
"What?" Lexi asked.
"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.
"Not that I know of, '' Lexi said as she was confused.
"Then why have you been ignoring me and now you requested to change doctors," Connor said.
"Oh I just wanted to learn new things from WIll" she nodded.
"Did something happen?" he asked.
"No, everything is fine," Lexi said as she walked past Connor.
"Clearly not, why?" Connor asked as he stepped in front of her.
"Nothing is wrong Connor, just wanted a change," she said as she moved from him.
"I need my partner in crime," he said.
"I'm sorry but I need to do this for myself," she said as she walked away.
She went on with her shift working under Will. It killed her to be away from Connor but it's what she needed to do. She would avoid him at all costs and he just couldn't understand why. It went on like this for a few weeks. Will didn't mind Lexi being with him but hated the reason for it. She would eat lunch up on the rooftop so she wouldn't run into Connor.
"Why are you up here all alone?" he asked as he walked to her table.
"Just wanted fresh air," she said.
"Lexi what's wrong?" he asked as he took a seat.
"Nothing is wrong," she said.
"I know you and this isn't you so tell me," he said.
"Nothing to tell you, Connor," She said.
"You won't even look at me," he said.
"I've looked at you, stop being so dramatic," she said.
"I'm not, nothing has been the same since the night of the Charity event," he said.
"Everything is fine," she said.
"Lexi please," he said.
"Connor, everything is fine," she said.
As painful as it was, she kept a smile on her face. She wanted nothing more than to run back to him, make him her partner again but she knew this was for the best. She wasn't good enough for him and that killed her since she was already in love with him. She finished her lunch and had small talk with Connor. It was killing him not knowing what was wrong or what he had done wrong. She cleaned up her mess and went back down to the ER as he did the same.
"Will, can I talk to you?" Connor asked.
"Sure what's up?" Will asked.
"Is Lexi acting weird or am I just bugging out?" Connor asked.
"She's been acting fine with me," Will said.
"But she's been so distant from me, I don't understand," Connor said.
"Have you talked to her?" Will asked.
"Yes, and she said everything is fine but clearly it's not" Connor sighed.
"I'm sorry man, I don't know what to tell you, '' Will said as he went back to work.
Connor went back to work and tried to push the thought of Lexi being mad at him away. After the end of the shift, he rushed to the locker room to talk to Lexi but he was already gone. He wandered back into the ER, looking for Lexi. He noticed Will and Maggie talking so he decided to eavesdrop.
"Has Lexi told him?" Will asked.
"No she hasn't because she saw him with another girl," Maggie said.
"That was his sister," Will sighed. "Why won't she tell him?" Will asked.
"Because she feels like she isn't enough for him," Maggie said.
"But she's in love with him," Will said.
"But does he feel the same?" Maggie asked.
"I don't know, he was asking about her today," Will said.
"Oh," Maggie nodded. "Well I guess eventually he will figure it out," she said as they left the hospital.
"Lexi is in love with me?" Connor said to himself as he watched them walk out.
He left the hospital and on the drive over to Lexi's place he realized he also had feelings for her. They might not be as strong as Lexi but he was also in love with her. It took losing her as a partner to realize his true feelings. He rushed up the stairs to her apartment, knocking on the door and waiting for her to answer.
"Hold on, I'm coming," She said as he walked to the door. "Connor," she said as she opened the door.
He didn't say anything as he looked at her. He cupped her cheeks in his hands as he leaned in kissing her softly. She was taken back by his actions but she didn't pull away. It took a second before she started to kiss him back, placing her hand on his chest. He pushed her back into the apartment, shutting the door with his foot. He moved her backward to the bedroom, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He laid her back against the bed, moving over the top of her. Moving his lips against her neck as his hand slipped under her shirt. Gripping her hips as he continued to suck against her neck. She laid her head back and allowed her moans to escape from her lips. He gripped her shirt and pulled it over her head, throwing it onto the floor. She slipped his shirt off as well, tossing it to the side. Running her hand up and down his chest, moving down to his hips. They made quick work of each other's clothes leaving them both naked. He moved between her legs as he leaned down kissing her again. Moving slowly down her body, sucking gently as he went down. Went between both of her breasts, nibbling at her nipple. Allowing her moans to guide him to what she likes. He kissed down her stomach, moving down between her legs. Kissing up her thighs making his way to her womanhood. He parted her lips with his tongue before sucking gently against her nub. She placed her hand on the back of his head as he was between her legs. Arching her back as she was edging closer to a climax. He smirked as he started to move back up her body, making his way back to her lips.
"Don't worry it will be worth it" he whispered into her ear as he pushed himself into her.
"Connor" she moaned as their bodies connected.
"Yea moan my name," he said as he started to thrust into her.
She wrapped her arms around his, scratching his back as he hit the right spot with each thrust. He placed her legs around his hips, gripping her ass as they moved as one. Placing his lips back against her neck as he moaned against her. Once she was closed to the edge again he moved his hips differently bringing her to her climax. He gripped her hips, keeping her place as she rode out the climax. Screaming and grabbing the sheets as she arched into him. Once she came down he pulled out and turned her around onto all fours. Gripping her shoulders as he thrust into her. Slapping her ass as he thrust, bringing himself to a climax. He gripped her hips and thrust a few more times as he climaxed. He lay on the bed trying to catch his breath, she lay beside him trying to do the same. It was silent but blissful, she didn't know what to say. He turned so he was laying on his side, looking at her. He placed his hand against her stomach, tracing little patterns. She turned her head to look at him, looking into his eyes.
"I love you" he spoke softly.
"Connor," she whispered.
"No seriously, I didn't realize it right away but I love you" he brushed the hair from her face.
"Who told you?" she asked.
"Noone, Once you left me, you were the only thing on my mind," he said. "And when I was coming over here I realized my feelings," he said.
"Connor let's not do this," she said as she sat up, grabbing a blanket.
"I'm serious Lexi," he said as he grabbed her hand. "I'm in love with you," he said.
"I'm not your type," she said. "I'm not enough," she said.
"I don't know who told you that but you are perfect to me" he cupped her cheeks in his hand. "You are too good for me," he whispered.
"You are just saying that," she said.
"I'm not, I mean it," he said as he brushed his thumb against her cheek.
"You have someone," she said.
"That girl you saw me with was my sister," he said. "A distant sister but my sister" he looked at her.
"Connor" she started to say before he leaned in and kissed her again.
"I'm in love with you Lexi," He said.
"I'm in love with you Connor" she whispered.
He smiled as he kissed her softly, pulling her close to him. They laid back in the bed and she rested her head against his chest. They drifted off to sleep but she really couldn't sleep. She laid there against his chest, not believing what actually just took place. He was finally hers and she couldn't believe it, but her heart was screaming. She leaned up and kissed his cheek softly before snuggling closer to him. She ended up falling asleep against his chest. On her next shift, she made sure to tell Maggie to switch her back to Connor. Everything in the ER was right again because the duo of Connor and Lexi were back together, in more ways than just one.
Hey dear 😊 would you maybe do an imagine with Connor Rhodes where you're a paramedic at fire station 51 and he's always happy when he sees you in the ER cause you both have a huge crush on each other, but he fears asking you on a date. Maggie notices this and works out a plan with your friends at Molly's to get you two together and it works ? Hope this is not a too weird request 🙊
Title : Plan - Connor Rhodes x Fem!Reader
Summary : After your friends notice, that you have a crush on a specific doctor (who also has a crush on you). They come up with a plan to finally get you two to date.
Warnings : I don’t think there are any?
A/n : I love this idea!! Thank you for the lovely request Anon, and I hope this is what you had in mind! 😁 sorry for any mistakes I may have missed
You felt someone stare at you, while you were filling out the forms for the newest patient you had just brought in. Smiling softly to yourself you looked up and saw Connor leaning on a wall pretending to be looking over the tablet he had in hand. But actually he was staring at you.
Connor had the biggest crush on you, since he first saw you, the badass paramedic from Firehouse 51. Who would do anything to help someone. You were really kind and a smile rarely left your face.
You walked over to him, after handing the filled out form to one of the nurses. “Are you okay Connor?” You asked in a worried tone. “You are looking a little red.” You added.
“Yea, no I’m fine Y/n/n, just tired and I’m just feeling a little hot today.” He laughed a little awkwardly.
Before you could say anything else, your partner Shay who was also a paramedic with the 51. Yelled “Y/n! Come on, we have to go! So say goodbye to lover boy and let’s go!” Hearing her words you blushed and so did Connor.
“I’m really sorry but I have to go. But I hope we can talk later at Mollys if you want to.” You beamed at him. “Yes of course! So I guess I’ll see you after shift?” He asked nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Which was a telltale sign that he was nervous. You just nodded in response. “Stay safe Connor!” You yelled walking backwards and then turning around and sprinting out of the ER to where Shay was waiting for you by the entrance.
“Huh, lover boy? That’s new.” Maggie walked up to Connor with a smile. “You like her don’t you?” She asked. “Of course I do, she’s pretty awesome.” He smiled, looking over to where you had just left. She just smiled at the way the two of you have been dancing around your feelings for each other. You both were pretty oblivious to the way you both looked at each other.
“C’mon pretty boy, let's get to work now. You’ll see your girlfriend later.” Maggie said, nudging Connor softly. “She’s not my- And before he would finish his sentence the ER doors flew open with two paramedics pushing a gurney inside. Quickly getting back to work Connor snapped out of his daydreams about you.
Meanwhile you and Shay were driving back to the firehouse. You groaned internally, knowing what your partner was about to say. “So you and Connor huh? He looked pretty happy to see you Y/n.” She said, looking over to you with a Cheshire Cat-like grin. “So me and Connor what?” You tried to act oblivious to what she meant, but you knew that she could read you like an open book. You had worked with each other for so long that you became really close friends.
“Do you have a crush on Doctor Rhodes?” Shay asked innocently. You choked on the water you were drinking, coughing a little. “I don’t- You tried to say but she just looked over to you with a face and you just sighed. “Fine, I do have a crush on him. But he doesn’t feel the same and besides I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” You replied, looking over to her. “You really don’t see it? He likes you too! I mean have you seen the way he looks at you? He’s definitely in love with you.” Shay responded, nudging your arm slightly. “I just don’t want to ruin our friendship Shay, and I don’t want to lose another friend.” You replied softly, playing with the water bottle you were holding. You two drove the rest of the way in silence.
After arriving back at the firehouse, you quickly got out from the ambulance and walked towards the bathrooms. Kelly looked at you with a confused face, you always had a smile on your face. But now you were frowning slightly. “Shay what happened?” He asked, looking over to her. “Kelly, I really need your help with something.” She responded, sitting down next to him. “Yea sure, what do you need help with?”
“We need to get Y/n and Connor to confess their feelings. Since they look at each other with hearts in their eyes, quite literally.” Kelly snorted at Shay’s words but after seeing her glare at him he just looked down, still smiling. “I thought I was the only one who saw that. But anyways, what's your plan?” He asked. “We need to find Maggie and ask her for her help and besides I have a plan.” Shay simply said. “Are you sure this will work?” “Positive.” She nodded.
Soon shift was over and after quickly changing you headed over to Molly’s. Seeing Connor text you “Are we still meeting up at Molly’s?” And after replying you drove towards Molly’s.
Sitting down at the bar you ordered a lemonade, since you were driving back home today. You thought about what happened today at Med.
Was Shay right?
Did Connor really like you the way you like him?
You were so caught up in your thoughts, that you didn’t hear Connor sitting down next to you and ordering a beer. “How was your shift?” He asked, taking a sip from his beer. “It was alright, we didn’t get many calls so it was pretty calm.” You smiled, turning to look at him.
And before you knew it was really late and you and Connor spent most of the evening talking and laughing and sharing funny stories with each other.
“Well I better get going. But it was nice talking to you Connor.” You smiled, getting up and gathering your stuff. He just nodded in response. “Here let me help.” Connor said, gently helping you put on your coat. After watching you walk away he smiled at himself.
The next day was also pretty calm, you spend most of your shift just talking with Shay or watching some show on the TV.
Little did you know, your friends had made up a plan to get you and Connor to date.
You looked up, noticing Will walk in.
“Hey Y/n, can I ask you for a favour?” He asked, walking in behind Severide. “Of course, is Connor alright?” You asked, getting up quickly. “Connor is alright, but I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go on a double date with me and Natalie? I’d like you to meet someone, since we both think you two would get along really well.” Will smiled at you and before you could even answer Shay walked up and said “Of course she will! Just send the address and time and I’ll make sure Y/n is there!” She smiled at you. Will nodded and after promising to send it via text, he walked out of the firehouse quickly.
Looking over to Shay, you raised an eyebrow at her. “Just trust me Y/n. It’ll be fine, don't worry. And you will get along really well.” Shay winked at you. Knowing that arguing with her would be useless you just sighed and sat down.
As soon as shift was over, Shay quickly drove to your place, insisting on helping you get ready. “So how do I look?” You asked walking out of the bathroom, doing a small spin. “You look really hot Y/n, but now we need to do your makeup.” She replied, smiling at you widely.
When your makeup was done, Shay drove you to the restaurant you were supposed to meet Will and Natalie at. After checking your makeup for the last time, you got out of the car and thanked Shay for her help.
Hearing your phone buzz, you pulled it out from your purse and answered it. “Hey Will, where are you?” You asked, looking around nervously. “Uh hey Y/n, I’m really sorry but something came up and we can’t go. But have fun with your date!” He said quickly hanging up. Hearing someone’s footsteps you looked up and your eyes went wide.
It was Connor.
“Y/n what are you doing here?” He asked, confused. “I was supposed to meet with Will and Natalie for some double date with some guy. But it turns out they had to cancel.” You sighed looking at him. “Wait. Natalie just called me and said the same thing.” Connor furrowed his brows.
Hearing your phone ping, you looked at the screen to see a text from Natalie. “Have fun, you two love birds. This date is on us.” You read out loud, looking over at Connor. “So this was their plan all along?” He asked. “Yea I think it was. Listen Connor if you don’t want to we can just go home and pretend this whole thing- Before you could finish your sentence, Connor pulled you in for a small kiss. Pulling away you looked at him with wide eyes. “I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t know what came over me- Connor tried to say but you interrupted him, by pulling him in for a kiss. “I’ve been wanting to do this for ages.” He said softly, looking into your eyes. “Me too.” You smiled at him.
“Do you still want to go on this date?” Connor asked. “I’d love to. I always wanted to ask you for a date but I didn’t want to lose you.” You said softly. “You would never lose me, okay Y/n/n? Not when I’ve wanted to do the same for ages.” He said gently cupping your cheeks to make you look at him. You nodded and smiled. “And I know that Maggie and probably Shay were involved in this.” He added. “Probably, but I think it worked.” You replied, smiling even wider. “Now c’mon, let’s go since it’s freezing.” Connor laughed, pulling off his suit jacket and placing it around your shoulders. “Thank you.” You softly said. He just pressed a small kiss to your forehead and wrapped his arm around you, leading you towards the restaurant.
Request: Hey there! I noticed that you write for connor rhodes? I loved the latest story you posted, so i was wondering if you could write him confessing his feelings? Maybe the reader is another doctor or something, it’s up to You, i know I’ll love it regardless. Keep the good work💞 already loving your blog as it is.
A/N: Hi!!! I’m so sorry for taking so long to the anon who made this request :( but it’s finally here!! I hope you like it and it’s what you expected it 😅 As you can see I got a little bit carried away, hope you enjoy it!!!
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Thanks for reading
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Monday morning and the emergency room was already madness. A huge accident, a collapsed office building, was the cause of the rush in the ED having every doctor in the hospital working extra hard to attend the wounded.
You could hear Maggie and Mrs. Goodwin yelling orders outside Trauma 2 where you were examining a teen, probably an intern.
He was awake and responsive but you knew better so just to make sure he was really okay you ordered some X-rays and a CT Scan.
Leaving the room to treat someone else while the results came back, you quickly stepped out of the way of a gurney that almost ran over you, Connor and a bunch of nurses behind it heading to Trauma 1 to attend a woman not much older than you who didn’t look good.
Behind them all there was a young man trying to catch up with them so you stepped on his way to stop him.
okay your wish is my command, a HC where the reader gets very bad cramps during her surgery with Connor and tries to brush them off and hide them from Connor until she exits the OR
Thank you for coming in clutch my friend, worried and cute Connor is my favorite Connor 🥰
• All you wanted to do today was your job, all you wanted was to save lives, do some incredible life saving surgeries with your boyfriend by your side and then go home. That's it.
• But your body had different plans. The period cramps were wreaking havoc on your body and despite wanting to go home, you knew your patients needed you so you tried to suck it up and get to work.
• 5 hours into a surgery with Connor standing opposite of you across the operating table, he was picking on your whimpers you'd make occasionally
• Connor was becoming increasingly concerned for you, the more you winced the more he became afraid that something was really wrong
• Eventually he asked a simple “Dr. Y/L/N, is everything alright there?” and when through gritted teeth you replied with “Yeah it’s fine, don’t worry about it.” it did nothing nothing to ease your boyfriends worries
• A few hours later the complicated surgery was complete and it was like you couldn’t scrub out fast enough as you immediately headed to the scrub sink and then soon out the door
• That was also highly unusual, when you did surgeries with Connor you’d typically wait for him to be finished, scrub out together and then go get coffee together to recharge before the next one
• As soon as you got out you we’re heading towards the doctors lounge to lay on the couch for a bit before your next surgery
• That’s when not long after Connor found you laying on the couch, shooing nosey (but concerned) residents away and groaning in pain while you sipped on water while you waited for the ibuprofen to kick in
• “You want to tell me what’s wrong so I can help you or do you want to continue to suffer alone when your incredible boyfriend who happens to be right here would be happy to help you?”, Connor said towered above you with furrowed brows
• Finally you realized that pushing aside your pain and trying to hide it was actually causing you more pain and more exhaustion so you spoke, “I’m okay. It’s just my uterus is in a battle with me right now where it’s trying to kill me and I think it’s winning unfortunately
• Connor let out a sigh of relief, he really thought that something much more serious was happening but still he pulled out his phone as he sat down next to you, running your arm comfortingly
• “What are you doing?”, you asked as you sat up slightly
• “I’m calling Goodwin to let her know to call in the on-call surgeons so they can replace us. You are in no position to stand over a OR table for 8 hours again and I’m not going to let my girl suffer alone. So we’re both going to out of here, I’m going to drive you home while you call for Chinese food and then when we get home you're headed straight for a epsom salt bath to help ease those cramps.”
• Any other day you’d probably argue him, telling him how he had no right to not let you do your job and that your were okay to go back to work but today was no ordinary day and you were thankful for your boyfriend to take over and what to take care of you
• Moving so you could change into street clothes and grab your things from your locker but not before you kissed him as a way of showing your grateful for his care, “Okay that all sounds really good. But can we go to your place instead? It has a bigger bathtub. Also Indian sounds better?” you said with a sly smile
• “Anything for you my love. Just let me pick the movie we watch later? I don’t know how many times I can watch the same chick flick.” Connor replied laughing
• Seeing as you couldn’t argue with that with all he had done for you, you agreed with his deal before finishing grabbing your things, as did Connor with his, and heading out to the hospital to his car with his arm wrapped around you lovingly ready for a night just the two of you, already feeling much better 💕
Requested by imagine-all-the-fandoms: Ohhhh can I please ask for a Connor imagine 😍 Maybe where you're his longtime girlfriend but due to his work you barely spend time together and even when you visit him at work he's hardly around. So one day he prepares a romantic dinner in your apartment to surprise you and the day is all about you to show his love. Even with some lovely smut later ? 😊❤️ Thanks a lot dear!
A/N: It's finally here @imagine-all-the-fandoms! Enjoy!
The thing you and Connor had loved most about the couch in your apartment was the depth of it, it provided enough room for it to act as a second bed. Whether you were watching a movie, listening to records or just spending some time looking out over the city, you could stay wrapped up in Connor's embrace or stroke his hair with his head in your lap.
Except lately, that plush made-for-two couch was a throne fit for one lonely person. You. And as much as it still held the same luxury and comfort as it did when Connor was around, it just didn't feel the same.
Connor had spared you no illusions when you started dating 3 years ago, he made it very clear that his job was both demanding and time-consuming, and though he had every intention to give you his time and company, there would be moments where he would ultimately have to delay, postpone or even cancel plans.
That was okay by you, you understood the importance of his work and you had both committed to making it doable. Whether that be sharing lunch in the on-call room, or video calling if one of you couldn't make it in person.
As time passed, you and Connor had gotten more serious, to the point where you had been asked to move in with the surgeon. Of course, your answer was a very excited 'yes'. The topic of cohabitating had come up in year one of knowing each other, so by year two, you were both sure it was what you wanted.
Now, you were still as ever understanding and in love with Connor Rhodes. But Connor had always expressed that you were entitled to miss him, to want him around more, to voice those concerns if you started to feel him slipping into bad working habits. You felt that conversation might soon be due as for the fourth night in a two week period you had been left without your favourite person to share dinner with, to play games with, to laugh with, to go to bed with... Still, you waited on the couch, knowing he'd be back soon enough.
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In the haze of sleep you’re distinctly aware of a gentle voice, the voice that brings you the most comfort out of everyone in your life. Your lips subconsciously upturn in a smile, encouraging yourself to respond to the quiet calls of, "Honey, hey…baby, wake up…"
You feel a warm hand on your cheek, you'd recognise that hand anywhere, with a small groan you force your heavy eyes open, contentedness blooms in your chest when you see Connor's tired, yet loving, expression.
"Hey… what time is it?" You murmur sleepily.
"It's 1am. I'm sorry I'm so late…again." Connor's voice is low and soft, full of that sincere regret you knew he felt. He leans in to press a kiss to your forehead, and you lift yourself off the couch to wrap yourself around him. He's still in scrubs, and you laugh as he's clearly forgotten that his stethoscope is still around his neck.
"You must have left in a hurry…" You tease, taking the stethoscope away and putting it on the coffee table. He chuckles softly,
"I might have… I had a very important reason to come home."
Humming as he holds you to his chest, gentle fingers brushing through your hair.
"It's okay, I know you don't mean to be late. Did everything go okay?"
"Yeah, everything was fine. Just had a last-minute multi-vehicle accident. Ended up giving the night shift a hand."
"Mhm, you're a good one, Connor Rhodes. Though we might have to rethink your working habits."
He nods with a sigh, he had a sense he had let himself get too sucked in of late. He's about to open his mouth but you press a gentle finger to his lips, "Not now though, now I just want to do this..."
You run your hands over his back, soothing what must be tired muscles, and he lets out a noise of contentment at your massaging, leaning further into your embrace.
You lift your head and he looks at you, brushing his lips to yours sweetly, his beard rubbing on your cheek, making you giggle.
You caress his face, tracing along his cheekbones, soothing softly at the side of his temples, watching his eyes close for a moment, savouring the relaxation of the tension. He moves to whisper into your ear,
"You're the better one, Y/N Y/L/N..."
"Oh shush."
"It's so true. You're kind, you're patient, you're creative, so loving…"
"Okay, okay, that's enough, you know I can't take a compliment without blushing like a tomato."
"Mhm, I do, that's why I'm doing it." Connor grins, brushing his knuckles over now dusted pink cheeks. You swat his ass playfully.
"Connor…come on, you look dead on your feet. Let's get you a shower and bed."
"See? So good to me. I love the sound of both of those things. Are you joining me?"
"At no time in my life will I ever say no to that…"
He winks, linking your hand with his. "That's my girl."
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It’s not even a full week until you find yourself being stood up at the food truck outside Med. You had agreed with Connor to meet there by 4pm for a very late lunch date, but as had become too often lately you got a [Sorry, babe, surprise meeting. You should go ahead without me, get something good. I’ll see you at home, I really am sorry, sweetheart.] text instead.
You glance at the doors to the ED’s waiting room, wishing that at any moment Connor would come rushing out to say that it had all been sorted and that he did have time to share a burrito and smoothie with you. The doors slide open and from your angle you catch a flash of the burgundy red scrubs you knew Connor would be wearing on the trauma service today, your heart skitters, waiting for what you’d been hoping for. But you can’t help the frown of disappointment when it’s not well-groomed dark hair you see, but instead a slightly more chaotic head of red hair. Oh, Will.
You half smile at him as he spots you and waves, walking in your direction.
“Damn, Y/N, I didn’t think my presence was that disappointing.” Will grins, patting a comforting hand on your shoulder as he gets in line for the food truck.
“Sorry, Will, it’s just…”
“Another rain check from our esteemed Doctor Rhodes?” He smiles sympathetically.
You huff, breaking out a more genuine smile now, you and Will had become good friends. “Yeah, exactly. I think I’m just gonna head home, the studio space closes early on a Thursday anyway.” You shrug, a terrible ache in your chest the more you thought about it now. You just missed your boyfriend so much.
Will frowns, “Hey, don’t you worry, Connor will get an earful from me when I see him. And I know for a fact he hates missing out on time with you, he’s always so mopey at the computer station when he’s logging patients.”
You chuckle, Will was always good at lightening the mood, and he could certainly push Connor’s buttons if he so desired. It was at least sweet to know Connor missed you just as much.
“That’s nice to know, Will. Thanks… listen, I’m gonna head home, you be good, alright?”
You give him a hug, and he gives you another comforting pat on the back.
“I am always impeccably behaved, you know.”
“Oh for sure, don’t doubt it.” You call out, wiggling your fingers in a wave goodbye as you head back towards the parking lot.
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Walking down the corridor to your apartment you find yourself relieved to be home, you could take the time to have a little cry before Connor did actually get back, already mentally preparing for the conversation you felt compelled to have.
You knew he would want to hear how you were feeling, and besides nothing ever got solved by keeping it in, it only ever turned into resentment. It just made you feel like you were nagging, the last thing you ever wanted to do. You and Connor had such a respectful and understanding dynamic.
You twist the key in the lock and push open the front door. Instantly your senses register a multitude of things; it’s warm in the apartment, it smells like incredible food, and there’s a soft melody of Spanish guitar playing. You slowly edge your way in, curious and seriously hoping it was definitely Connor in there,
“Babe? I’m in here.” Your shoulders relax at the sound of Connor’s voice above the music, giggling to yourself at the fact that you were maybe for one second worried an intruder was making you a tasty dinner.
You take your jacket off and hang it up, toeing your shoes off and replacing them with comfy slippers. The air of the apartment doing a wonderful job at thawing out the Chicago chill.
As you approach the main open area of the lounge-kitchen-diner, Connor comes into full view. A towel over his shoulder, the sleeves of his black t-shirt perfectly show his arms and hands at work, something you very much considered a favourite feature of yours. His hair was mostly styled, but a stray tuft was hanging down, it was somehow cute and attractive in equal measure. He smiles brightly at you as you look at him in surprise, he was supposed to be at Med in a meeting right now, but you quickly realise that it had all been a ruse.
“You’re a sneak…” You point at him accusingly with a playful smile, closing the distance between you both as you lean up to kiss him, your hand slipping around his waist as he holds your hips with a wink.
“I know, but for good reason, I think.” He gestures at the table set out for two, with floating candles and petals in water as a centrepiece. You smile, cupping his cheek with a caressing thumb.
“I will agree to that.”
The utility lights in the kitchen were giving out a warm glow amongst the steam coming from a few pans on the stove, adding to the intimacy of the scene. Domesticity was something you and Connor cherished greatly, and this was it at its finest.
“Anything I can help with?” You offer, letting Connor get back to keeping an eye on vegetables that were being sauteed and a sauce that was bubbling.
He offers a spoon of tomato sugo (sauce), “Try this, tell me about salt…and is it too acidic?”
You can smell the richness of the sugo, the hints of basil and other herbs, and you hum. Tasting the spoonful you take a moment to savour it, nodding in approval.
“This…this is good stuff, Con’. It doesn’t need any extra salt and you’ve already sugared it enough.”
“Great, thanks.” He lets out a breath of relief, making you laugh. Connor wasn’t a typically nervous man, only when it came to cooking and/or trying to impress you.
“Want me to put the pasta in the water? It’s bubbling.” You go to reach for the rigatoni and he gently swats your hand away.
He chastises you teasingly, “Nuh uh, this is your night. You can pick what you want to drink, and maybe take that loaf of bread with a knife to the table.”
“Yes, chef.” You salute, kissing his shoulder as you pass him to get to the table.
You place the items on the table, pouring out a drink for you and one for Connor, inhaling the smell of cooking was making your tummy rumble. Knowing the pasta would be at least 10 minutes you simply sit and watch Connor prepare the final elements of the meal, laughing every time he caught you admiring him at work.
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The meal was delicious, you both savoured each bite and thoroughly relished being in each other's company at the end of the day. You were showing him some art pieces you had finished lately, projects that had been commissioned.
"Sweetheart, these are so cool, I love it when you do the creepier stuff - reminds me of all the horror movies I snuck into as a kid."
You smile fondly, cherishing the image of a young Connor enjoying the rush of sneaking into the movie theatre with his friends.
Teasing as you grasp at his hand, connecting it with yours, "My, my, didn't know you were so daring, Mr Rhodes."
"Oh, I'm Mr Danger, honey. Don't you forget it" He puts on a deeper tone of voice, puffing out his chest, followed by bringing your hand to his lips, kissing the back of your hand as though he was in a regency romance and trying to woo you.
"Connor, please never do that voice again, it's too much." You say between fits of giggles, sipping on your drink to avoid choking, still giggling as he laughs at your amusement.
Finding a moment of calm you take his hand, grasping it between both of yours, "Thank you for this, I really needed it, and needed your company again."
A look of guilt flashes across his eyes, but you squeeze his hand in reassurance.
"I know you've been trying to keep ahead of it, and I know it's not always possible with the job you have. I'm just letting you know that it's appreciated that you spotted the problem and wanted to do something about it."
"I-..." Connor pauses, finding the words. "I hate it when I'm sucked into that vacuum, I love my work, I love helping people and solving problems... but I also really love you, Y/N. I know you've been trying to hold on without complaining, and that's appreciated to a point, but it's always okay to say if my absence is too much. I've already spoken to Ms Goodwin and Dr Latham, they're making arrangements to alternate my workloads where possible, and I've got furlough coming up..."
Connor's eyes are filled with sadness and hopefulness at once, pulling your hands up towards him and kissing them more sincerely than before. You look at him with an unreadable face at first, wordlessly shimmying your chair back and Connor watches as you move to come and stand by his side, "Can I take a seat?" Your eyebrow is inquisitive, like you were asking if a seat was free on the bus. Your boyfriend smirks, nodding as he makes some room for you to settle in his lap.
Enjoying the newfound closeness, the warmth of Connor's body is one to savour, wrapping your arms around his neck you stroke through his hair, massaging at certain points.
"You." You nudge his forehead with yours, "Are a wonderful, wonderful, man. And I love the idea of all of that. I know that you're trying your best to make everything work, that's why I didn't push it too much. But tonight, and all the nights you try for me, the weekends, the day trips, every moment... it makes it all worth it. Trust me. I love you too."
His fingers are dancing up and down your spine, tracing in random patterns as he looks at you, eyes meeting with an admiration,
"I am so lucky. "
"As am I, Doctor Rhodes. As am I." You hum, kissing his neck softly. Inhaling the smell of aftershave and cooking, feeling the warmth of his skin against you.
He spreads kisses along your collarbone, mumbling happily, "You know that title gets to me when you say it."
Your face is smug, humming in confirmation, "Oh, I do know, Doctor Rhodes."
Manoeuvring yourself around his hips you go from sitting sideways to straddling him on the chair, leaning in to taste him properly, lips brushing teasingly as you ask for permission for more. His blue eyes are intense with the wanting look on his face, squeezing your sides as he teases his tongue with yours. Soft biting kisses turn into needier ones as you makeout at the dinner table.
"Couch?" You mumble, catching your breath.
"Couch." Connor agrees, voice gruff, standing with you still wrapped around him as he lowers you onto the couch, plush cushions supporting you as Connor cages you in, a pulse of excitement darting through your chest, stomach, sparking between your thighs.
He starts at your jaw, featherlight presses of lips against your skin, the scrape of his beard is both a pleasure and a pain, enjoying the heat of him above you you hook your legs around him, forcing him to drop his hips to meet yours. He makes a noise of surprise but also of satisfaction, chest to chest your nipples harden beneath the fabrics of your blouse and bra.
Wordlessly Connor wiggles his way out of your legs, and you whine in frustration,
Making him chuckle softly, "Trust me, babe, this is going to be better."
He makes swift work of the buttons of your shirt, nimble fingers working quick and methodically until the air hits your exposed skin, goosebumps rushing across it. You watch in excitement as he takes in the sight of you underneath him, hair now more dishevelled than when you'd first seen him this evening.
He teases his thumbs over the front of your bra, circling over pert nipples you feel the pressure building. With a pinch that makes you gasp, he commands, "Take it off for me."
You don't have to be told twice, pulling the garment up and over your head in a swift motion, letting your breasts fall free. Lust flashes in Connor's eyes and you tug him down by his shirt for a desperate kiss, swollen lips and a soft moans between you.
But true to his original intent he starts working his way to your throat, down your chest, planting kisses all over your tits, nipping and sucking in each weak spot.
Heart thundering loudly in your ears as you watch him disappear further away, spreading adoring kisses across your stomach, down to your hips.
"Oh fuck, Connor..." You sigh.
"Mh, there's time for that..." He quips.
He reaches down between your thighs to cup your pussy over the fabric of your jeans, rubbing roughly he creates a hot friction that has you essentially getting yourself off on his palm. Rutting your hips to get more of that sweet pressure,
"You're so fucking hot, Y/N." Connor remarks, leaning in quickly to kiss you again before resuming his position.
Without further preamble he pops the buttons on your jeans, tugging the zip as he pulls the garment away and off your legs, leaving you only in your panties.
"You're too dressed." You pout, watching with glee as he tugs off his shirt, revealing that never tiring sight of his chest. It was quite the amusing confession the first time you had told him how much you loved the hair on his chest, teasing you gently for your penchant for hairy men. When really he knew it was just him that did it for you.
"Much better." You nod, hands trying to reach for his thighs, admiring the perfect bulge against his jeans, but he swats you away.
"Nuh-uh, it's you first, princess. Tonight is for you."
You're squirming in anticipation as he massages your inner thighs, coming to rest on his stomach, legs up against the side of the couch, it's almost as if he's examining you.
"Mh, look at that, just as I thought, nice and wet for me, hm?" Remarking at the feel of dampness through your panties, fingers stroking up and down over your clothed slit.
You can't keep still as you wiggle your hips, itching to feel more.
"Connor." You plead.
He licks his lips, a smug look on his face that he already had you begging.
"Touch my cunt properly."
His eyebrows go up, curious and accepting of your request.
He tugs away your panties, instantly growling softly at the sight of you. He brushes his nose against you, nuzzling as he inhales your scent, fingers spread you apart as he swipes his tongue up and down, instantly pushing it against your clit. You mewl in simultaneous relief and increased want.
"Fuck yes." You mutter, hands reaching to clutch into his thick head of hair.
Pressing against your pelvis he intensifies the pressure going to your pussy, sucking hard against your clit and following with languid strokes of tongue, pushing deep into your cunt with everything he has, only coming up every so often for panting breaths, a glee like he'd just had his face in cake.
His fingers return with eagerness, stroking through your folds as he massages your pussy, no area goes untouched as he finds your entrance, gently circling and wiggling his way in with an index finger, hooking himself in with satisfaction.
"Yes, god you're such a good girl, I love the way you squeeze around me. You like having me in you, huh? How ever that might be..."
"Yes, Connor, yes. Please, more." Almost trying to fuck yourself on him now as he laughs, pressing a soothing kiss to your thighs.
Your legs fall further apart for him, eyes closing in sheer bliss as he fits a second finger alongside the first, thumb pressing sweet pressure onto you, starting to thrust again with alternation between slow and soft, and fast and hard.
You're holding onto the couch as you let him devour you, clutching at the fabric as your hips arch against the pressure on your clit, sucking and then following up with a soothing swirl of his tongue, flicking the tip against the sensitive nub. It's almost unreal as he fucks into you with those evidently expert fingers, curling up as he thrusts, slick sounds only spur him on. You used to grimace at the cringy idea that being a doctor automatically made you good with your hands, but Connor had proved over and over this was the case for him. And this time was no different.
The rolling waves of pleasure ebb and flow through you, you can feel that release building with each flutter and squeeze around Connor's fingers, unashamedly using Connor's mouth to fuck yourself, as good a vice grip on his hair as you can have without hurting him.
No words are exchanged in the final crescendo of your climax, you only soothe your hands through Connor's hair as a signal that you were about to cum, the frantic rocking of your hips and grinding as he holds his mouth around your clit, fingers pumping relentlessly inside you as you cry out in the final moments, muttering his name like a mantra as you feel the wild pulses release through you, juices spilling into his mouth and onto the couch below.
Panting hard together you feel your head spinning, quite literally seeing stars with your ears ringing, the blood in your veins moving with a lightning feel, not totally with reality for several moments as you hear Connor catching his breath, licking his lips with a satisfied grin. You look at him with half-closed eyes, a dopey expression as you beckon him to lie with you.
He flops down by your side, wrapping you up in his embrace as you immediately slip your leg between his, nudging your knee up into his bulge, making him groan into your neck.
"You are something." He mumbles.
You press a kiss to his ear, then the top of his head, hand roaming across his shoulders. "As are you, that was fucking bliss, baby."
"No less than you deserve, princess."
"Are you gonna let me take care of you now?"
"Only if you're not too tired..." Connor teases.
"Mh, you're not the only one with stamina here, Mr... Time to show you what you've been missing."
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