AN: Monday was Dean's birthday. I posted these fics on LiveJournal but forgot to put them here. oops.
"You've done it again, Doctor," the nurse pants, her breasts nearly popping out of her tight scrub top.
"I was only doing my job," Dr. Sexy replies huskily.
"Oh, Doctor," the nurse says before pressing her face to the doctor's in a passionate lip lock.
Dean smiles. He's just started the third episode of his own personal Dr. Sexy MD marathon. Sam bought him the first season on DVD for his birthday and (with a minimum amount of teasing) left Dean to enjoy his show in private.
The beeping of his phone distracts him from the on-screen action. He has a new text message.
It says:
'I know what little bro got you. I thought I'd do you won better- G'
Before Dean has a chance to wonder what that means a knock comes from inside the bathroom. Dean grabs his gun from the bedside and cautiously approaches the door. He flings open the door to find Dr. Sexy standing there. The real Dr. Sexy standing in Dean's bathroom looking as sexy as does on television. He's wearing his trademark cowboy boots and labcoat… just his cowboy boots and lab coat.
Around the doctor's cock is a gift tag tied with a bright ribbon.
On the tag is written:
'Happy Birthday- xoxo Gabriel'
Oh, yes. I will be a happy birthday.