First smut and Shen story!!
Warnings: SMUT, porn with plot, daddy kink, misunderstanding, oral (m reciving), slight power imbalance, kinda perv!Shen? very slightly
@deansdeer @marvelous-slut
As John walked to the door from his car he couldn’t help but think if this was a bad idea. Your her attending this is so inappropriate. But it wasn’t like he really had any other choices. This was one of the issues with night shift, he could book a hotel yes, but check in wouldn’t be until the afternoon and he needed sleep before that, and she lived the closest to him out of any of his coworkers. He knocked on her door, softly so that in case she was already sleeping he didn’t wake her up, and after about thirty seconds or so, the door opened. And when it did he almost lost his breath. She was wearing nothing but a baggy hoodie and short shorts.
“Dr. Shen? What are you doing here, it's almost eight?”
“First of all, you absolutely do not need to call me Dr. Shen. The second you clock out just call me John. And second I have a huge favor I need to ask you.”
“Come on in, I'm all ears.”
John felt horrible, he could hear the tiredness in her voice, could see it on her face too.
As she closed the door she looked at him expectantly.
“Feel absolutely free to say no, it will not hurt my feelings at all, but the heating in my apartment is broken, and If I get a hotel for the day check in won’t be until noon at the earliest-”
Was all he could get out before she interrupted.
“Oh my god of course you can stay here for the day! I have a guest room you can stay in!”
“Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. I promise you won’t even notice im hea-” Once again John was interrupted by her.
“Shhh” She said, putting her finger to his lips to silence him, and also effectively fluster him. Whether she just didn’t notice how red he was, or was ignoring it, John did not know.
“Do not even worry about it. Matter of fact I have some soup on the stove right now, do you want any?”
Once she got a muffled “Yesh pleash.” She stepped aside to let him in and left to dish it up and left to go set up the guest room, and the rest of the day went without anything worthy of mention. In fact the next two days went normally, with the only change to either’s routine being that they went to work and left work together. At least until the third day of Shen sleeping there.
John had just finished showering the night off of himself and was crawling into bed when he heard it. The noise, while muffled, was distinct. There’s no fucking way. Is she-? There’s no way that I heard that right. Right? But then he heard it again and his dick twitched. It wasn’t a gasp, it was more of a whimper. You were touching yourself, and he was listening. And you just kept getting louder and louder. He could swear he could almost hear how wet you were through the door. At this point Shen’s cock was pulsating, and so as he tried not to think about what he was about to get off too, he pulled down his pants, already at half mast. He was determined to be as quiet as he possibly could, he could not let you know that: A) He was touching himself, and B) He was touching himself to your sounds. Although he would never admit it, this wasn’t the first time he had done this. Sometimes after a particularly difficult shift, he would allow himself to indulge in the fantasy of finally having you, although he was always clouded with shame after the fact. He gave his dick a tug and threw his head back. As he thrust into his fist, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander. How were you touching yourself? How many fingers do you use? He hoped you were playing with your nipples. He could tell you were getting close to your peak, as your moans and gasps were getting louder and closer together, so he picked up the pace in hopes to finish at the same time as you. As he felt his muscles tensing, you let out a particularly loud gasp. That must have been it he thinks as he releases all over his hand. Almost immediately after he finished a thick cloud of shame settled over him. He is your attending, your boss. And while not a major one considering you were a senior resident, there was a power imbalance. He felt like a creep, a pervert. As he cleaned up he swore he wouldn’t let it affect how he taught you, and to never do it again.
He manages to keep one of those promises, but breaks the second one less than twelve hours later. It does affect how he teaches you. He has you report to Abbot instead of him, taking cases he knows you likely wouldn't be interested in. In fact he’s completely avoiding you. And of course you notice. How would you not? He’s not only ghosting you at work, but at home too. He doesn’t talk to you in the car, he’s not eating with you anymore, he might as well not be there anymore. The first day, whatever, maybe he didn’t sleep well. Everyone has their off days right? Except it’s not just one day, it continues the next day, and it’s getting hard to not take personally. In fact you confront him when you get home.
“Dude did I do something? You keep avoiding me, it’s weird.”
“Are you sure? You’ve been avoiding me all day today and yesterday.”
She’s not gonna let this go is she?
“No you're not John, just tell me what I did.”
She’s on the verge of tears now. No scratch that she is crying. She is looking up at John with tears streaming down her face begging for his approval and all he can think about is how pretty she looks. Fuck it.
“I heard you. T-the other night I heard you.
“What?” She is completely confused.
“When you were. Um- Touching yourself.” He says the last part just quiet enough to be heard.
“Oh.” Shen doesn’t think it’s possible for you to be any more embarrassed.
“I am so sorry omg Shen-”
“John I’m so sorry that must have been so uncomfortable for you I’m so sorry.”
“It’s fine, really I’m sorry that I made it so awkward.” But by the time he finishes saying it you're already retreating back to your room. No doubt to try and hide due to embarrassment.
Great. GREAT way to go about that John. Nice one.
The next day at work is once again awkward for you but in a different way. Instead of Shen being nowhere to be found, it seems that he’s everywhere you are. Overseeing procedures you’ve been doing on your own since you were a R1, constantly finding meaningless reasons to talk to you. At one point when you were blocking him from seeing the triage board, he put his hands on your hips and moved him out of the way himself. It felt like whiplash, going from being completely ignored to smothered in attention. It had become borderline suffocating by the end of the night.
When you two get home, you confront him again.
“Okay what the hell is going on!”
Now it's John’s turn to be confused.
“You're clearly overcompensating, so you are obviously still upset with me! If you want to leave until your apartment is fixed that’s fine but you can’t keep changing up like this! I’ll pay for a hotel but please go back to norm-”
Shen doesn’t really know at what point he decided to cut you off by kissing you but he does. He grabs your cheeks, pulls you forward and just goes for it. While not the most experienced man, he would like to think he knows what to do when it comes to kissing. You definitely think so.
The kiss caught you off guard. Not that it wasn’t welcome, it just took you a moment to process. But when you did reciprocate? It was like fireworks went off in Shen’s head. (And further down as well.) John has imagined this scenario for years, since he met you. He’s imagined how you taste, how you smell up close, the little gasps you let out. But none of what his brain could possibly conjure up are anywhere near reality. Shen also realized that your noise level is habitual. You immediately start letting out whimpers. You're whimpering and he has barely touched you, quite frankly, John thinks he’s in heaven. He moves his hands to your thighs, pulling you towards him and picking you up and starts walking to your room, all without breaking the kiss. When you make it to your room, he sets you down on the bed and says:
God John could get used to this, you looking up at him with dilated pupils and swollen lips.
“Show me how you touch yourself. That's what started all this isn’t it?”
You nod at him as you start to move up the bed. Stopping in the middle, you take off your pants, slowly. When you look up again, John is staring at you, still fully clothed. You still have your top and underwear on, but god you feel so exposed.
Shen is terrified. He pushed you too far, your only doing this because he’s your attending, your gonna report him and he’s gonna get fire-”
“ ‘Cause you're staring at me while you're fully clothed and it’s embarrassing.”
“Yeah? I can fix that honey.”
He pulls off his shirt and climbs on the bed, sitting behind you, pulling your back onto his stomach.
“This better sweetheart?” He says, wrapping his arms around your chest. All he gets in return is a nod.
“I need you to use your words. You're a big girl, you can do it.”
“Good. Now show me how to make you feel good, okay honey? Can’t know if you don’t show me.” He kisses the words into your neck.
His voice is dangerously close to your ear, making your core flutter.
You reach down and start rubbing outside of your underwear. You silently curse yourself for not wearing something cuter, but you did not think this would be happening at all when you got dressed for work. You reach under your underwear and start rubbing light little circles on your clit.
“Take your panties off baby, can’t see what you're doing.” He says lifting his arms, giving you room to move. When you lay back onto him you realize just how hard John is, and how big he is. Much bigger than anything you’ve taken before. As you go back to playing with your clit, John starts groping your breasts, leading you to get even louder.
“Love how loud you are for me. Such a good girl for me.”
John swears he can feel you getting more and more needy and pliant for him with every word he says, and he won’t lie, it’s giving him a bit of an ego.
“Do you only play with your clit, honey? Or do you ever stuff your fingers in your achy pussy? Hmm?”
“Mmhhph some-sometimes I do, bu-but I didn’t when you-you heard me.”
“Yeah? Do you want to now? Want to fill yourself up?”
“Uh- um I don’t know I- mmph” Holy fucking shit she’s already fucked herself stupid”
“Yeah? Want daddy to take over?”
John, quite frankly, has no clue where that came from. He has never in his life called himself daddy, but it just felt right. Your brain is so far gone and he has only touched your tits. Nothing else!
“Mhm! Please daddy! I need it!”
John swears he’s about to cum his pants. But he doesn’t, instead he reaches down, and moves your hand out of the way, and holy shit. You're soaking. As he rubs his fingers up and down your slit his hand is immediately covered in your essence.
“F-fuck- Daddy!”
You shout out grabbing his bicep.
“I’m gonna put a finger in, is that okay sweetheart?”
As John slides a finger in and starts thrusting you start babbling about how good it feels. While you're begging for more, he puts a second and eventually third finger in.
“Such a pretty girl for me. Gonna cum on my fingers? Yeah? Gonna make a mess for me, aren’t you baby.”
You're so far gone, just moaning and babbling about how good it feels when you release all over John’s hand.
“There we gooo, good girl, good good girl.” Shen talks you threw the rest of your orgasm, finishing you off with a light spank to your pussy. Once giving you a moment to calm down, you turn around and start eagerly pulling his pants down.
“You need some help with that baby?”
“No I can do it myself, I’m a big girl remember?”
Once you finally get his pants down, you're shocked. Sure you had felt it when laying on him, but he was big. Around eight inches, thick and curved to the right a little bit. Seeing your reaction, John was quick to reassure you.
“You don’t have to, we can just go to bed.”
“Nonono I want to, but Jesus Christ John, why didn’t you tell me you were packing!?”
“When would that have possibly come up? Elbow deep in a patient’s chest? Oh yeah by the way my dick is bigger than however big you think it is?”
“Fair enough” You say bringing your mouth closer and kitten licking it. John’s hip twitched and he took a deep breath in. When you bring him fully into your mouth he swears that his heart stops, he has died and gone to heaven. Something about John Shen is that he is not very vocal in bed. Or so he thought. Because you have somehow rewired his entire being and flipped everything he knows about himself upside down in the best way possible. But he is so, so, so out of it, that he is barely registering that those sounds he’s hearing? Yeah, that's him. When he feels himself getting close, he tries to pull you off, but as soon as you hold onto his thighs, he’s done for. He cums maybe as hard as he ever has, and you swallow it all.
“I think you just killed me via blowjob.” He says, trying to catch his breath.
“Nooo who’s gonna cover your shift?”
