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“Should we have stepped out?” Mel asked as Parker ushered her out of the exam room and into the hallway before turning her around by her shoulders to face her head-on.
“Doctor King, this isn’t a conversation we can have in front of a patient,” Parker told her with a shake of her head. Trying her best to keep her tone professional as she spoke to Mel, a third-year resident, to her senior resident status.
“This is about best practices, not you trying to keep the patient happy. At a certain point, you need to assert yourself as the physician and tell them that your recommendation is what it is. They can take it or leave it. But you are the expert in this ED. Not her.”
It was a tough situation. A difficult patient. A woman in her mid-fifties who, despite being a relatively intelligent C-suite professional, had decided that Dr. Mel King wasn’t an authority over her care. Even as her listed physician. She was brash and dominating. And thought she could talk down to Mel, and argue back against Mel’s recommended tests to rule out causes for the woman’s chest pain. All because of what? Mel’s soft-spoken voice and preference for short bursts of eye contact? Mel was one of the best doctors that they had in the PTMC Emergency Department. Everyone who worked there knew it. Well, almost everyone.
Dr. Ellis had poked her head in to catch the tail end of the patient’s insistence that she didn’t need an Echocardiogram because she had a Zoom call she needed to attend in thirty minutes. That she “couldn’t miss.”
And then Parker heard Mel stutter an offer to wait to call for those tests until after the meeting was over. A dumb thing to promise to a patient. Especially when she had an unresolved heart issue that was almost certainly going to stay unresolved, or potentially escalate, if they didn’t start running tests.
Parker hated that Mel let people walk all over her. And now it was affecting her patient interactions. So someone was going to have to put a stop to it.
“So shut up and listen,” Parker snapped. “You are the doctor. So you need to be the authority here. Don’t let patients push you around. Because if they think you’d budge an inch, they’ll try for the mile.”
Mel bit down on her tongue as her eyes dropped to the gold chain that always sat around Parker’s neck. Mel’s eyes tracked the individual loops of the chain while she listened to Parker’s speech. The tips of her ears were turning pink as she nodded through Parker’s speech.
“Doctor King?” Jesse asked as he poked his head into the hallway.
“Huh?” Mel asked as she snapped back, her eyes flickering back up to Parker’s before she glanced over her shoulder at Jesse. “Oh, yes, I’ll be right there,” She told him with a nod, realizing her test results for the mom in North 4 must be back.
“Mel-” Parker started. Suddenly worried that she’d been too harsh. Mel was gentle. And maybe Parker, as one of the few people who truly knew her, should have been gentle in return.
“I understand, Doctor Ellis. Thank you for… yeah, I gotta go-” Mel rambled, trailing off as she stepped past Parker and followed Jesse back to the North hallway.
“I’m sorry if I snapped at you today, about that businesswoman with the chest pain,” Parker said after a prologued silence after they’d both hopped into Parker’s car at the end of their shift.
“Hmm?” Mel hummed. She’d been staring out the window, completely unaware of the concern directed at her from the other side of the car.
“I feel like I got a bit short with you, and I didn’t realize until you sort of shut down,” Parker told her. “I’m sorry.”
“Oh, you don’t have to apologize, I wasn’t upset,” Mel replied as she turned to face Parker’s side profile in the driver’s seat. “You were just being so confident and assertive…And right.”
Parker glanced over at her.
“Did you like that?” Parker asked slowly.
“Yes,” Mel replied. In that brutally frank way that she always spoke.
“Yeah?” Parker confirmed with a fleeting glance over at Mel.
“Yes,” Mel repeated. “You’re an amazing doctor, and I like it when you show me,” She told her.
“Babe… When you say stuff like that, it makes me want to take you home and tie you to the bed,” Parker replied, shaking her head in disbelief as she tried her best to focus on the road in front of her.
“Well, you are taking me home right now,” Mel reminded her. “And Becca’s staying at the center tonight,” She added.
Parker glanced back over.
“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” She asked with a grin.
“I like it when you take control. It makes me feel like I can just shut off my brain and put all of my trust in you. Because I do. I trust you. More than anyone,” Mel told her.
“Stop talking, or I’m going to pull this car over,” Parker replied.
“Yes. Ma’am,” Mel replied with a grin as she leaned back in her seat, causing Parker to groan loudly as she gripped the steering wheel tightly.
The drive back to Mel’s apartment was quiet again. Mel shared a couple of interesting observations she’d made over the course of the day. Interesting tidbits, thoughts, and fun facts that the cases she’d worked up had sparked. All of which Parker acknowledged pleasantly, or asked a genuine follow-up question to, but she was much quieter than usual (not adding any of her own funny stories from the shift), clearly her mind was elsewhere until she followed Mel into her apartment before closing the front door firmly behind her and flipping the lock.
“Are you hungry? Or do you want to watch something?” Mel asked as she glanced around. Clasping her hands in front of herself nervously, the way she always did when they first came back to her apartment or to Parker’s.
“Did you mean it? What you said in the car?” Parker asked. Blatantly ignoring Mel’s questions.
“About how everyone has a unique smell, except for twins? Yeah, Becca told me, I guess she read it–,” Mel started before Parker cut her off.
“About you liking it when I’m confident. And in charge,” Parker clarified as she stalked the few short steps to stand directly in front of Mel. The same way she had that morning in the hallway beside the trauma rooms.
“Oh, yes,” Mel replied, quickly catching up on the direction of the conversation. “Of course.”
“Should we… extrapolate?” Parker asked.
“Oh! Yes,” Mel replied. “Yeah, I would very much like to do that-”
Parker shut off the stream of words pouring out of Mel by putting her mouth over hers and kissing Mel deeply.
Mel let out one of her cute little squeaks at the sudden kiss before she opened her mouth and pressed her tongue against Parker’s teeth.
It was one of Parker’s favorite things about Mel. She was often oscillating between nonverbal and hyperverbal, but when it came to kissing and sex, she always veered in the hyperverbal direction, even if her vocality wasn’t always expressed in words.
Parker let out a groan of her own into Mel’s mouth as she dropped her arms onto Mel’s shoulders.
Parker crowded Mel down the hallway and into her bedroom.
“Get on the bed, Mel,” Parker instructed her as she pulled off her scrub top.
Mel nodded wordlessly as she dropped onto her duvet, shuffling her butt up into the middle of her bed.
“Are you going to be good for me, Baby?” Parker asked as she moved to push her pants down around her ankles before stepping out of them. “Are you going to do exactly what I say?”
“Yes,” Mel breathed out.
“Good girl,” Parker replied. “Now, lie back.”
Parker knelt between Mel’s legs as she pushed them further apart. She palmed Mel’s core through the layers of her scrub pants and her underwear, the blonde already starting to squirm under her ministrations.
“Parkerrrr,” Mel whined as she moved her hands down to push down her scrub pants. But Parker swatted Mel’s hands away before she could manage anything.
“Uh uh,” Parker tsked. “I’m in charge now, remember, Baby? So don’t worry your pretty head about anything but following my instructions.”
Mel bit down on her lip as she looked down her torso at where Parker was toying with her waistband. She could feel the blood rushing to her face, and down to her core.
“Okay,” Mel replied helplessly.
Parker grinned wickedly as she hooked her finger tips into the waistband of Mel’s pants and underwear before she pulled them down her thighs and off her legs, before she settled back down between Mel’s thighs, pressing them open as she looked down at Mel’s pussy.
“So pretty for me, baby,” Parker murmured as she let her fingers drift up Mel’s thighs, finger-light touch as she danced down toward her center. “And already so wet. Is this all for me?”
“Yes,” Mel replied, as if it was obvious. And yeah, it was, but the ego boost made Parker’s chest tighten with pride.
Parker let her fingers run over Mel’s slick slit as she collected some of her wetness on her fingertips before circling them over her clit in methodical circles. Mel’s breathy sighs made Parker confident that she was on the right track, but little sighs and moans weren’t enough for her.
Parker pressed her other index finger gently into her. Mel’s sighs hitched in her throat, and Parker felt her clench down on her finger.
“Oh, I-” Mel gasped. “Thank you,” She said before she could help herself, causing Parker to huff out a chuckle as she added another finger.
“So pretty for me,” Parker murmured, the warmth of her breath caused a swatch of goosebumps to rise up on Mel’s inner thigh as she sighed. “Always so sensitive.”
Parker pumped her fingers into Mel as she dropped her mouth down to replace her other hand on her clit. She rolled her tongue over her clit before sucking with enough pleasure that Mel’s hand suddenly flew up to the top of Parker’s head, holding her head against her core.
Parker smirked against Mel’s skin as she continued to suck and lick, and she curled her fingers, Mel’s hips bucking up off the bed at the feeling as pleasure coursed through her body.
“Parker, please, I’m going to- OH!” Mel gasped as Parker hit something soft and squishy inside of her with her fingertips.
“You can come, Baby,” Parker replied as she came up for air with a smirk between Mel’s thighs. “You can come as many times as you want.”
With that, she dropped back down and pressed her tongue into her hole while her thumb rubbed at Mel’s clit, moving fast as her other hand wrapped around Mel’s thigh to keep her open.
“Holy- I’m- oh, I’m coming,” Mel gasped out between huffing sighs before her thighs clenched tightly around Parker’s head.
Parker could hear the blood pumping in her head as Mel’s thighs came down over her ears. She continued to lick gently as Mel rode out her orgasm, keeping the easy pace until Mel loosened her thighs and Parker could lift her head up again.
“Good job, Baby,” Parker told Mel as they looked up at each other with matching smiles. “Think you can handle another?”
Mel nodded.
“Y-yeah,” she replied softly as she looked down at Parker, whose hand was now resting on top of Mel’s stomach, her thumb running in a circle over Mel’s flushed skin.
“Good, take this off,” Parker replied as she tugged at the hem of her shirt. Mel quickly pushed herself into a seated position before ripping it over her head and moving to unclasp her bra.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Mel?” She asks as she pushes herself off of the bed and toward the bag she keeps here at Mel’s place.
“Y-yes,” Mel replied, her eyes widening slightly as she realized where Parker was going.
“Yes, what?” Parker asks as she finds the bundle of straps she’s looking for, tucked underneath her clothes.
“Yes, I want you to fuck me,” Mel replied. “Please,” She added.
“Good girl, Baby,” Parker replied, trying not to laugh at the politeness of Mel’s response. “Now come help me.”
It’s not exactly unsexy, Mel helping Parker sighten the straps of the strap on as they both get to the logistical work of pulling it on over Parker’s boyshorts, and adjusting it with medical precious before Parker’s hands come to rest on Mel’s shoulders as she rums slightly, Mel finish the last few tugs of the straps like there isn’t a dildo swinging in front of her glasses.
Parker reaches to pull the glasses off and tosses them carefully toward Mel’s pillow while Mel’s hands come to rest tentatively on the back of Parker’s thighs.
“Take it into your mouth, baby,” Parker instructs gently as she lifts the silicone dildo up in front of Mel’s face.
Mel glances up through her lashes at Parker. She knows she’s probably a little bit fuzzy in Mel’s sight as she puts a hand on the back of Mel’s head. Not to push her forward as she tentatively starts to move her mouth down the length, but just a reminder. That she could if she wanted to.
That Mel is at her mercy. In her control.
Once Mel’s finally taken a few passes, Parker isn’t feeling so patient anymore, and the strap is clearly sufficiently wet with Mel’s spit, the way the droplets are connected via a wet line of saliva from the tip to Mel’s lips.
“Ready, baby?”
Mel nods as she wordlessly pushes herself further up the bed, resting her forearms on the bed as she lets her legs fall open as a silent invitation.
“I’ll give you what you want, don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” Parker murmurs as she drops her knees onto the bed and crawls up to Mel’s body.
“You’re so wet,” She mutters as she presses the tip of the strap into Mel’s opening, watching as the tip slips into Mel’s warm, wet cunt.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby,” Parker tells Mel as she presses her hips forward until the dildo fills Mel completely. Right to the hilt of the strap.
“How do you feel?” Parker prompts Mel. The noises coming out of Mel tell her what she needs to know, but she wants to heard Mel say it.
“I feel,” Mel responds, her eyes open wide as she stares up at her ceiling, struggling for a moment to find the words. “Good. Full.”
“Yeah?” Parker replies with a smirk.
“I’d feel even better if you moved,” Mel added with a sparing glance at Parker, who is still stationed above her.
“Brat,” Parker muttered. But she took the hint and started to slowly pull out before pressing back in again. Slow and steady thrusts as she leaned forward over Mel’s torso, her lips coming to press a kiss to Mel’s while one of her hands found Mel’s breast and started to toy with her nipple.
Mel let out a low groan as she kissed Parker back, eagerly. Desperately, she nudged one of her knees into Parker’s buttcheek, urging her faster.
“No one else gets you off like this, right, pretty girl?” Parker asked as she broke out of the kiss, moving her lips down the side of Mel’s face to her neck as she nibbled and sucked, Mel’s now undistracted mouth open to let out breathy little moans and hiccupy gasps with every snap of Parker’s hips.
“Words, Mel,” Parker urged.
“Yes,” Mel gasped. “No one else. Only you.”
“Fuck,” Parker groaned as she moved her hips even faster. Finding a rhythm that had Mel’s breathy noises turning into unabashed moans. “
Mel’s hips are bucking, she’s meeting Parker’s thrusts as best she can, trying to get the strap even deeper as she grinds her clit against the hard ridge at the top of the strap.
Parker groaned when she realized how close Mel already was.
“Come on, baby, you can take it, can’t you?” She hissed as she leaned over Mel’s face, bracketed above her as she pressed Mel’s shoulders down into her mattress while her hips did the same thing to Mel’s further down her body, pining her into the mattress while she drilled into her. “You’d take anything I gave you. And you’d thank me for it.”
“Because you’re such a polite little baby. Always so grateful.”
Mel’s face is flushed almost red, and so is her whole chest. Her entire body is writhing and bucking and pressing up against Parker as she pushes her back down onto the bed, holding her in place as Mel moves with desperation. Clearly pushing herself toward her own orgasm. She doesn’t speak. Doesn’t even try to form words with her pretty little mouth as Parker murmurs everything she’s thinking aloud, right into Mel’s ear.
“So I know you don’t have to earn it. You’ve don’t have to earn the right to come. You can just do it, baby. Get yourself there, pretty girl.”
Mel’s orgasm comes with the cresting build-up before she shudders desperately beneath Parker with a warm gush against the unrelenting dildo as her back arches up off the bed, pressing their chests together as Mel comes. Hard.
Parker grinds the strap against Mel’s core, hard, as she watches her tremble through the aftershocks, Parker’s own orgasm following with the delightful pressure on her clit behind the strap as she grinds, her eyes locked on Mel’s face as her mouth opens in a wide gasp.
They both drop back down onto the bed, the tension of their orgasms releasing and relaxing them as Parker’s fingers come up to brush the hair out of Mel’s face as it starts to stick to the droplets of sweat on her brow.
“Oh, I’msosorry,” Mel whispers as she sits up in alarm, realizing that she’s sat in a small pool of her own come. Her eyes widened in embarrassment at the sight of the large wet spot underneath her ass.
“Mel,” Parker muttered with a shake of her head. “What did we say about apologizing during sex?”
“Not to do it?” Mel replied quietly.
“Exactly,” Parker replied with a nod. “We’ll change the sheets,” She reminds her gently as she pulls the duvet off the bed so Mel can sit on her dry sheets underneath.
“You did so good for me, Baby,” Parker murmured against Mel’s temple as she moved to kiss again.
“Yeah?” Mel asked as she grinned widely, her whole face still flushed the prettiest shade of pink as she looked up at Parker, her hands fumbling in the groove between the pillows to try and find her glasses.
“The best,” Parker affirmed as she rose to move to the bathroom for a washcloth.
“Did it work?” Parker asked when she reappeared, gently wiping down Mel and then herself before dropping down onto the bed beside Mel and pulling her tight against her. “Were you able to shut your brain off at all?”
“Yeah,” Mel admitted. “I mean, couldn’t you… tell?” She asked hesitantly.
“I mean, I was pretty sure when you stopped forming coherent words, but I wanted to hear you say it,” Parker replied with a smirk as Mel huffed and readjusted herself within Parker’s arms, trying to find a comfortable position.
“You like being mean to me,” Mel observed.
“I like teasing you,” Parker corrected. “But I also like being very, very, nice to you, don’t I, pretty girl,” She added.
“I never know how to respond when you say stuff like that,” Mel replied with a shake of her head like she couldn’t believe that this was her life.
That made two of them, Parker thought to herself.
“That’s what makes it so fun,” Parker replied with a grin as she pressed a kiss to the top of Mel’s head before pulling Mel against her with a squeeze.
“Shut up,” Mel muttered with absolutely no bite behind it as she turned her cheek into Parker’s chest, nuzzling into her.
“Now who’s being mean?” Parker muttered with a burst of laughter.