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Four patients in one morning. Doctor Gordon was exhausted, hungry and mostly pissed off for the small lunch break he received. He usually gets an hour and a half for lunch, enough time to even go home and rest for a couple minutes, but his schedule was messed up by different circumstances throughout the day.
As he slipped his gloves off, discarding them before washing his hands, cleaning up his desk and grabbing his cane once he was done, he gave himself a moment to calculate the amount of time he had left. Getting coffee at the nearest shop would probably take too long, maybe he should order pickup. He took a quick glance at his watch, traffic hour, he wouldn’t make it. Not even twenty; seventeen minutes left. A loud annoyed sigh left his lips once he heard a knock on his office door, massaging his temples briefly.
“For fucks sake, it better be important” he grunted with dissatisfaction. Once he looked at the door, his frustration faded.
“Do I fit in the ‘important’ kind, doctor?” Adam asked with a shy smile as he entered the office, closing the door behind him. He was holding a small box and a cup, walking towards the doctor’s desk to place them on it. “I brought you some breakfast, figured you’d be hungry”
“What would I do without you?” Lawrence smiled, receiving his boyfriend with a warm embrace, placing a soft peck on his forehead. “Thank you, Adam”
“Pretty busy, huh? I called you three times” he pouted, taking a seat on the edge of his desk while holding Lawrence’s hand, fingers entwined. Lawrence gaze softened, his boy’s beautiful puppy eyes making him forget about the stress he had built up.
“I’m sorry, too many appointments, had a last moment biopsy too. I’m so tired I can’t feel my foot… oh, wait” he laughed as he pointed his prosthetic, Adam rolled his eyes, as if he hadn’t heard that joke every twice in a while.
“You should eat then” he murmured, pulling him close to massage the doctor’s shoulders slowly. Lawrence sighed, enjoying the touch as he closed his eyes to relax for a second. “Today’s your lucky day, I made it myself” he mentioned with pride, Lawrence eyes opening quickly in astonishment.
“I’m joking” he chuckled at his reaction, messing up his blonde hair with one of his hands, causing Lawrence to frown. “I got your favorite donuts, and coffee. Too much traffic, sorry for being a little late”
“Well aren’t you the sweetest?” Lawrence smiled again, his hands cupping Adam’s face tenderly to kiss his lips softly. Adam blushed. “Thanks, love”
“No problem” he glanced at the clock, a sad, neglected puppy look on his eyes as he realized he had to return home. “I should go now, your break is almost over”
Just as he was about to get up from the desk, Lawrence placed his hand on his thigh. Adam’s body tensed, staying still for a moment.
“Don’t leave yet” the older man muttered against his boyfriend’s neck, leaning closer as he took place between Adam’s legs, who wrapped around his hips instinctively. “I’ve missed you”
“And I’m the clingy one” Adam scoffed, running his hand through the back of his head, feeling those soft golden strands of hair between his fingers as Lawrence buried his face on the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent. “Your food will get cold” he reminded.
“Don’t care” the blond muffled his response as his lips started trailing all over Adam’s neck, causing a small whine to leave his pouted lips. He glanced at the clock again, tilting his head so Lawrence could get more space. As he felt his tongue against his collarbone, his hands grasped his shirt tightly.
“B-be quick” he surrendered finally, arms wrapping around the doctor’s neck to pull him closer, his needy mouth desperately looking for his boyfriend’s lips to meet them once again, starting a searing, passionate kiss.
Lawrence’s hands didn’t wait any longer, desperately descending from his jawline towards his back, trailing down to his ass to cup it lightly. Adam whimpered, fingers clenching on his hair tightly as he felt the warmth building up in his lower stomach. He pulled back to gasp for some air, a silly smile forming on his lips as he noticed how desperate they both were by now. Pulling him close again, he pleaded in a breathy whine against his neck. “Mark me”
Lawrence’s eyes enlightened. Adam knew how much he liked leaving hickeys and marks on his flesh, how he loved to possessively bruise his body in different ways. As much as he wanted, he couldn’t do the same, sadly, his work would never allow Doctor Gordon to walk around the hallway with those blemishes on his skin, at least not on visible areas. He nodded, and pressed his lips against the side of his neck, sucking on it for a while before running his tongue around it, causing Adam to whine once more.
“Fuck, Larry,” he groaned, hands gripping him by his tie, pulling him as closer as he could. His clothes were already a mess. “If we weren’t in your office, I’d-”
His words got interrupted by his own little sounds coming out from the back of his throat, trying to be as quiet as possible. Kind of hard, specially when your boyfriend is stressed and needy and craving.
Lawrence spent a decent time spreading marks and kisses around his collarbone, hands sliding down his shirt too, touching every inch of skin he could. Adam nipped on his lower lip, Lawrence being so desperate made him flustered, he never got to enjoy him like this. “Easy now, Doc” he giggled, cheeks tinted in pretty bright pink.
As much as Lawrence tried to stop, he couldn’t just keep his hands away from the younger man’s body. Not when he craved him like hell. He lifted his shirt up a little further, exposing his torso, leaning in to spread some kisses down his stomach and around his chest, sucking on it enough to leave some hickeys there as well. Adam’s sounds of pleasure caused him to grunt.
“Missed you so much” he murmured between hot, open mouthed kisses, Adam’s legs tightening around his waist, pulling him closer if that was possible. At least close enough to feel Lawrence’s hard groin against his thigh, his own cock leaking precum at such contact. After a while, he returned to his lips, uniting them sloppily as his hands rested on his lower back.
They both pulled away, ragged breathing and swollen lips, Adam parting his to gasp. His eyes opened wide once he saw Lawrence kneeling down in a steady pace, head between his thighs. Of course he would. “L-Lawrence, we don’t have much time…”
“I won’t take too long” he breathed, swiftly unzipping Adam’s pants and pulling them down to his knees. He looked up at him, the heat from his cheeks spreading all the way to his ears caused the blond to chuckle lightly. Adam shivered once his lips brushed against his inner thighs, placing delicate kisses that made his legs tremble. Lawrence pulled back after the brief session of attention, noticing how hard and wet Adam felt under the fabric of his trousers. “What a desperate pretty boy, aren’t you?” he asked with a smirk, Adam’s stomach fluttered, gaze drifting away shyly as he nodded.
Once he pulled his throbbing member out, exposing him fully, his fingers wrapped around the base, starting with nice and slow strokes. Adam squirmed, trying hard to keep his legs spread and still as the doctor pumped him good, his tongue circling around his sticky shaft.
“Mm, Lawrence…” he moaned, hand covering his mouth instantly when he felt his boyfriend’s warm cavity around his length. He peeked down, the lewd sight of Lawrence taking him so eagerly on his mouth caused his cock to twitch. The adrenaline of getting caught was exciting, even if they’ve already fucked in public a few times before. Adam suddenly felt a wave of rush spreading all over his chest as he glanced at the clock once again, ten minutes left. He tried to focus on Lawrence, and the pleasure, and how perfect he was at blowing him off.
“You taste so good” Lawrence whined, eyes remained fixed on Adam’s as he glared up. He shove him into his mouth again, deeper down his throat as he bobbed his head, sucking on it just the way he loved it. Adam’s fingers ran through his boyfriend’s sweaty strands of hair, tugging on them, his hips grinding against his mouth desperately. Lawrence’s pants tightened around his crotch once again, his erection pulsating with need. At this point he’ll end up coming undone all by himself, just by the delicious view of Adam squirming in pleasure.
“I’m gonna- nnh…” Adam announced weakly, thighs quivering as the doctor’s pace increased, precum pooling in Lawrence’s mouth as he sucked him hard. Adam couldn’t even gather his thoughts properly, his vision going numb making him throw his head back a little, drowning in ecstasy. He bucked his hips faster, the friction of his skin against the cold desk making it hard for him to keep going, so close to the edge.
Lawrence dug his fingers into Adam’s soft legs, spreading them apart as he finally came on his mouth with a low moan, milking the ropes of thick, warm cum that filled the back of his throat.
He pulled off after lapping up every last drop, lips glistening with his boyfriend’s salty essence, smiling up at Adam who was dazed and flushed. As he tried to catch his breath, he glanced down at his pale blue eyes, desperately needing to return him the favor. “That was… you’re…” he panted, Lawrence chuckled, struggling to get up. Adam helped him carefully, pulling him close to taste his lips—and his cum— in a wet kiss.
“Filthy” Lawrence giggled once they both pulled back, brushing his thumb against Adam’s flushed cheek.
“Let me… let me…” he mumbled, his hands feebly tracing around his belt buckle, struggling at his rapid attempt to undo it. Lawrence could come just by the light touch of Adam’s hand by how sensitive his cock felt, but just as he could brush his fingertips against the thick fabric, the irritating bell resonating around the halls, announcing the break was over caused him to sigh heavily. “Shit”
Lawrence smiled again, planting a last, short kiss on his bottom lip. “Gotta get back to work” he squeezed Adam’s ass playfully after helping him fix his clothes and clean the mess he made on his desk.
Adam frowned, annoyedly making his way towards the door, not before turning back to kiss Lawrence’s cheek, leaving a tiny bite on it. “You’ll sleep on the couch if you don’t come home early tonight” he threatened, and then he left.
Lawrence shut the door behind him, throwing his head back and knocking it against it a few times, frustration returning once his only source of contentment had left. Now he was hungry, and his cock ached with need.
At least he got to taste him.