Ok, so, Because you all so politely voted in my latest Poll, I am changing my kinktober pick for tonight to none other than Jack Abbot! Now I did want to do something special for my chronically ill friends out there, I have cyclic vomiting syndrome, brittle bones, and joint problems among other things so I understand, this is for you!
You and Dr. Abbot had a very interesting relationship. Every few months, you ended up in the his ER, middle of the night looking like a drowned rat. The night before a big test, the day that you were supposed to go on vacation, that big party that you wanted to attend, all of it spoiled by migrains that did unspeakable things to your head and tummy. Then there was him. The man that fed you apple juice the next day when your family had to work and hold your hair back when the worst came to fruition. On those nights, Jack Abbot was your savior. This, besides being incredibly hard to manage, could also be incredibly embarassing. In your loopy state from the sedation that helped to stop the cycle of illness somewhat, the thoughts in your head spiraled with thoughts of the handsome doctor.
Today was not one of those days, however. You didn't go out much, or drink nearly never, but the dance floor was calling your name. Three of your friends decided to bring you to a new small club in town that played 90s and early 2000's music, the perfect stress relief. The glitter of your dress sparkled in the light and the glitter on your face matched the deep blue purple on your body and shoes.
As soon as the three of you step into the space the vibes change, it is a themed night so people are dressed as alice in wonderland characters, you being the cheshire cat, complete with your hair in two buns upon your head. The room is dark, as you grab a drink in a cute little to-go tea cup and start to move your body, swaying, the fruity cocktail melting like warm liquid into your veins slowly relieving the stress from your body. This is when you feel a warm hand touch your hip. At first you wanted to run, as a random man touching you in the club seemed quite strange, but then you feel warm breathe near your ear saying
"May i have this dance, kitty?"
The blush rushes to your face as you turn your head slghtly, the large hat covering his face but the smell of his aftershave is oh so enticing and sends a hit straight to your core.
"you may" You say, dizzily smiling.
As the night goes on your escapades with the mystery mad hatter continue, swirling and dancing, up against his hard broad chest. A little while in you start to get a bit dizzy however, not from the alcohol necessarily, you can feel your body getting increasingly more exhausted. The man that you are dancing with notices as you whisper to him "Hey its getting a bit too hot in here for my body, can we go to the porch?" He puts his hand to your forhead and sounds concerned "Yes, let me help".
As soon as he says that you are lifted off of your feet, the heat in your body from not feeling well is also joined by more hear in the pitt of your belly as you put your face into the crook of his neck, lightly smiling despite the pain in your legs. As he carries you outside, you peek under the hat lightly and gasp, seeing the face of none other than Dr. Jack Abbot. Your heart sinks, feeling the thing you have dreaded the most, knowing. Knowing that he has seen you in the worst way, after the hope you had in that club that maybe, one day, someone could see you as normal, knowing that hope was now gone. But as your heart sank in that moment, something happens. He looks at your still glittery face, and smiles, kissing your forhead lightly and gently whispering that it will be okay. The shock hits you right in that moment.
"You knew!" Blush and shock covering your face, playfully smacking his chest.
"Of course I did, I saw that smile a mile away. Do you want me to have your friends come escort you home?"
"Eh, let them have fun, plus, who would I be safer with than a handsome doctor?" You wink at him
"Ok then time to go! I don't drink much, lets get you somewhere comfortable".
The drive home is playful side clances and a warm hand on your thigh, checking in with a light squeeze every few minutes to gauge your comfort level. Getting home walking into your apartment, you take a quick shower and get ready for bed, offering him the same and some spare clothes that a friend had lying around, as well as a spart crutch you had for your bad joint days so that he could finally take off his prosthetc after a long night.
"I'll take the couch, just to make sure you are safe for the night" He says, ever always the gentleman.
"How about you don't" you say, taking his hand and slowly leading him into the bedroom.
You pull him down next to you on the bed, slowly cupping his face.
"Jack, is this real? Are you sure? I am a lot. I... I need to be honest with you... give you an out if you want one. We don't have to cross this line but if we do, please dont do this because you pity me."
"Even when you feel dull, you are oh so bright a light in my life".
With that he holds your cheek in his, a burning hot kiss being shared with something else. The pace picks up, him flipping you onto your back to be on top, peeling off your clothing one by one, delicatly feeling thee soft curves of your body. You open your eyes to look at him and another blush reaches your cheeks as you feel his one hand now reach down and take his own underlayer off, then his hand goes directly to your core.
"Just take it easy darling, I've got you. Let me take care of you"
You do as he says and relax as he puts one finger into you slowly,then another, and then tp rubbing the small bundle of nerves right above your hole until you start to squirm and pant.
"Ah ah, not yet, I wanna feel you whe you feel good."
As he says this, the look given to you is a silent question, asking for your approval to finally take what you have been wanting to give since the very first time you looked into his gorgeous eyes. You touched your forhear to his, breathe increasing as you feel his hard length split you down your middle, and a strangled moan leaves your lips.
"I know honey, I promise I'll make it good for ya, do all the work so you can rest those pretty legs" He says, lowly, slowly pulling himself out of you and back in, causing the light pain to go into increasing pleasure. He continues this tyrade on your insides, making noises and the way he felt like his body was made for you was a brand new revelation. How could one night make you feel so... wanted. Loved.
You are suddenly broken out of this thought with a sudden spike in pleasure, wracknig through you with wreckless abandon from your abdomen.
"Let go for me baby, let me feel you, wanna see you feel good" ha says in response. "Fuck i'm a doctor I should have asked this already, but are you on anything? Can I fill you, darling?"
"Yes and you woud know that" You lightly laugh and moan, nodding a little in confirmation.
Jack then goes faster with you, rubbing small circles on your clit and your vision goes white with beautiful stars and your belly feels warmer with pleasure that finally comes to a head making you scream his name. Once that happens, he whines about you feeling tighter and his motions get sloppier and faster by the second, finally ending in another wave of pleasure and warmth filling you with a wonderful feeling of ecstasy and happiness.
Once you both calm down and he gets his leg back on to escort your exhausted body to the bathroom and back to bed again, you cuddle into his warm chest, him kissing every part of you that he could. As you drift off you whisper to him
"You make me feel human..."
"And you make me feel alive".
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