Summary: J.D. desperately needs to get "laid" so he turns to an old standby: Elliot. Or so he thinks. Slightly a/u I guess?
Season: takes places in a very vague, general, season. a season where Dr. Cox & Jordan don't have a baby yet, Keith never met Elliot, Elliot has short hair, Lonnie is around for some reason, just because he's hilarious and has three kids "that he knows of" :) Mickhead killed his first two wives, just because. Enid doesn't hate Kelso..yet I guess, or at least they still have sex, ugh. J.D. and Elliot are still Dr Cox's students, but they are very independent, so ya know what? I guess they're residents or first-year attending…I kinda like the second one better.
Ramblings: all in all, this story isn't too confusing, as long as you focus on the plot, focus on the plot, focus on the plot, focus. on. the. plot. Yes, I'm repeating myself to make sure. :D just don't make fun of me if some things don't add up, keep an open mind, and keep in that mind the fact that I'm also very, very aware of all the tiny scrubs timeline errors :) also many of the things in this chapter probably won't even come up again. And some of the little changes I made don't even really affect much anyway.
Warnings: err, it's a secret, but it involves sex between two people
-I know my a/n are rambling :)-for that and anything else that might come up. Sorry in advance
R.W.33
I feel so completely and utterly isolated from the staff at Sacred Heart. Everywhere I look, people are all gettin' some. Turk, Carla, the Todd, Lonnie, Kelso, Mickhead and his third wife; hell, even Dr. Cox was getting laid. He and Jordan were attempting to have a baby, much to his obvious reluctance in the matter. Not that he had much of a choice anyway. Jordan was practically sperm-jacking him. "Ugh" I winced at that image. "Bad thoughts, bad thoughts" I struggled to get back to the problem at hand. - I say struggled because I actually walked around wincing for a good ten minutes while earning sympathetic looks from strangers. After I was finished, I had sacrificed ten valuable minutes, but had earned a chocolate-chip chunk cookie from a pitying mother. - "Sympathy's fun" I thought happily, munching on my cookie, finally back at the nurse's station. Anyway, the only other person I knew that was also going through a dry-spell right now was Elliot. Neither of us had ever had much luck in the love/dating/sex department, so I wasn't very surprised. All of a sudden, a thought dawned on me. I could solve our shared problem at the same time. I immediately paged Elliot to the on-call room and turned off all the lights.
The door opened a little while later and, being spontaneous, I grabbed her by the base of her neck and kissed her hard on the mouth. Running my tongue against her lips, asking for permission. She tensed for a moment, pushing at me slightly, before she gave in and began kissing me back desperately, moaning. I pinned her up against the door, breathlessly "That's funny, Elliot's a lot taller than I remember" I swung her around and switched our positions. She grabbed my hair tightly; pulling it possessively "And she has a rougher grip" I led us over to the bed, pushing her down, and landing on top of her. I held her to the bed with my arms on either side and kissed her even more fiercely. Groaning into her mouth, I began kissing painfully slowly down her neck. Nibbling and sucking on her tendon; marking her as my property. I bit down hard when I reached her collarbone to get a reaction. She bucked underneath me wildly, whimpering. "Oooh god," she moaned huskily "that feels so good. Lower, go lower, Newbie" she begged me, her voice cracking sexily. Wait-what?? "No..no." I pulled back hastily, straining to see in the darkness. "It couldn't be, I must've imagined it"
I kept going, however, convinced I was only daydreaming about Dr. Cox again. I felt her draw one single finger of mine into her warm mouth, and suck gently, before pulling it back out, grazing her teeth over it. I ground against the body underneath me, earning a moan. "Harder, newbie, harder, oh god, yesss, much harder" she gasped urgently. I obliged, ignoring my imagination the best I could. Which, I had to admit; I wasn't doing a very good job at. I even surprised myself at how much I didn't care, how it only made me more aroused. Shocked at how much I longed for it to actually be Dr. Cox I was thrusting against instead of Elliot. But the sad truth was: Dr. Cox was unquestionably and undoubtedly straight. And, everyone assumed that I was at least a little bit straight with my long, painful, track record with Elliot. But no matter how much I loved Elliot, I wasn't in love with her. Not really...I only had eyes for the man that I couldn't have. That I would never have.
I let out a low growl and took out my frustration on Elliot. Thrusting deeper, brushing up against something hard-"her pager?"-before tilting her head up and delving my tongue into her mouth, a mouth that tasted bitter, a taste I couldn't quite place right then. She reached down slowly and rubbed my erection through my pants, tracing the outline of it. Stroking it softly, almost lovingly, she slid down my scrub-bottoms past my knees and slipped her strangely calloused hand inside my boxers; wrapping her hand around my straining, pulsing, cock, giving it two short, hard, tugs. I yelped in surprise. She rolled me over onto my back, kissing my stomach, sliding downward, trailing her kisses lower, until she reached my-my, oh shit. Wrapping her mouth around my dripping cock, she bobbed her head in a rhythmic pattern. Using her hands to squeeze the base periodically. Oh god, I'm so close, so goddamned close. It's been way too long, I began thrusting frantically up into her throat, moaning. Way, way too long "F-f-uuuckkk " I whimpered pathetically, losing my control completely. I clutched her short hair roughly with both of my hands, forcing her head down. She complied for a little while, sucking hard and fast. But she eventually breaks free, stronger than I am in my weakened state, making me whine. She crawls back up towards my chest, and I pull her into a kiss and bite down on her bottom lip, drawing blood.
She still has one hand wrapped loosely around me, stroking distractedly, enjoying the kiss. She glides a single finger around the head, playing with it. She dips a single finger inside, experimentally, making me almost black out. She notices my reaction and does it again, teasingly. I hold on as long as I can before I lose it entirely. I feel my cock tighten and I come with a shuddering cry, spurting out into her warm hand. I grab her ass, forcing the lower half of her body to press up against mine as I jerked wildly. I let out short, harsh gasps, I lay there with her for a moment, stroking her, short, short hair. After I recovered somewhat, I switched us back to our original positions, rolling on top of her before bending down to kiss her deeply, full on the mouth, softly, "thanks for that, Elliot, I really needed to get my mind off of someone" I breathed when I pulled back, accidentally brushing against slight stubble for the first time, "oh no, oh, no, oh no no, no, no, no, please god no. Why?!"
"Uhh, Julie, I hate to break it to you, but.."
"Bambi? Are you in here?" Carla called out in the hallway.
She was going to come in, shit. She was going come in. Going to come in and see me. Me with his hand still wrapped around my aching, leaking, cock. My mind struggled to put this together, still partially shaken from-from..oh god. The handle turned and the door creaked open.
"Oh god Carla, no, no, no, please don't turn on the-"
The room filled with a blinding white light and confirmed my suspicions. I had managed to pin a weary, grinning, and an all-together, over-worked, Dr. Cox to a bed.
"Well, that at least explains why he didn't fight back" I thought mortified.
"It's good to finally see the face behind the actions" Dr. Cox murmured sarcastically
"Bambi?"
It was at that moment I realized my lips were still inches from Dr. Cox's. Oh hell, he might kill me, but I'm already in this deep, he gave me a-a...a whatever, for Christ sakes, so I don't think I could get in much more trouble, besides when will I ever get to do this again? –
I cut off my own ramblings and leaned in quickly, pulling Dr. Cox into a warm, loving kiss. Playing with his curls, and stroking his face. God, even if he hits me, I won't care. "Thank you." I whisper softly against his lips, pulling back slowly. He stares back at me, wide eyed, and speechless. I plant another gentle kiss on his cheek. "Really"
Leaping up, before he chooses to strangle me, I glanced around the room, blushing deeply when I spot Carla just staring at me, I covered up my wet crotch before darting out of the room feeling them watch me as I go.
A swollen-mouthed Dr. Cox just gazed up at Carla silently and shrugged wordlessly. He let his head fall backwards, breathing out a shuddering sigh and rubbing his face. He remained quiet for a long time and the silence stretched out into nothing. He chose his next words carefully, cautiously.
"I never..expected ..him to-to..do something like...that...after he realized..I mean"
He fell back into the comforting silence, relishing in it. After another long pause, he stared into her eyes looking lost, before he continued, breaking eye-contact and slipping back into him usual, emotionless, ranting demeanor; answering her unasked question.
"I took Barbie's pager because I got tired of her, paging ME every ten minutes to ask my opinion "as a guy " about which shoe looked better with her new, low-cut bright red dress when she goes out with latest boy-toy tonight. She didn't take the hint when I actually tried gnawing my arm off when she grabbed it to stop me from walking away" he supplied flawlessly.
"How far'd ja get?" Carla asked bemused
"''Bout halfway" Perry deadpanned looking up at her, desperately, the vulnerable side of him beginning to show.
"Anyway my shift was juh-hust about over and I was about to go home to my harpy of an "ex-wife", who, may I remind you, is jumping me mercilessly, every single time I get home, in the hopes of acquiring herself an innocent child to corrupt."
Carla shuddered "Woah, so didn't need to picture that "
Perry glared at her "I not only get to "picture" it, I've afraid I've got front row seats and a season-pass, that I can-not cancel, to the beginning of a whole, brand new nightmare"
They both imagined what hell would take place with a pregnant Jordan around.
Grimacing, Carla patted his arm sympathetically. "I am so sorry" she said sincerely "continue"
Dr. Cox rolled his eyes
"Then, I got a page from Rosanna requesting a certain "Dr. Reid's"presence to an on-call room. So, I thought I'd save him the trouble of finding out that his pale, whiny, reason for me to commit suicide, already had a standing reservation with her pimp tonight, by filling in for Barbie and sparing him the heartbreak" he smiled broadly
"Real reason Perry"
He scowled at her "Okay, I thought I'd come by to rub it in his face"
"And what happened with that?"
"SO not telling, Carla" he replied incredulous.
"Dr. Cox, I can assume what else happened. I saw Bambi kiss you and cover up the front of his scrubs as he ran for his life" she snickered.
"Well, you'll just have to get by on those assumptions, cause you're not getting anything out of me, not now, not ever ."
He started out the door.
"Hey, is that a hickey on your neck!?" she called out mockingly, biting back her laughter.
Perry growled and left to find Newbie. They had unfinished business and he couldn't hide forever. Even though Perry wished that he could.
Short a/n: my first time writing a sex scene, hmm, good or bad? Review please? :)
Long a/n: (on a side note I've decided that I will do "short a/n" too so that you don't have to suffer through these long ones anymore if you don't want to.) Sooo, what'd ja think? Did you like my attempts at a plot twist? if you read it again, the whole sex scene is dr. cox which I think is so much better. but that whole "thinking its elliot when its really dr. cox" will never happen again. don't worry. It was my first time writing sex ;) (A sex scene which, might I add, works for both canon and slashers because its elliot/jd and cox/jd at the same time) I wanted to warn everyone in the beginning, but if I did, you'd all probably think less of it, like I didn't know what I was talking about...well that's what I would've thought. If it's horrible I understand, I'm just glad to get it out if the way :) anyway, I hope it wasn't too confusing, I kinda felt weird while writing this -blushes- okay.. Uh, I forget what I was gonna say, oh right, review please :D
oh, also, in case you were wondering, it was NOT "her" pager. and "she" tasted kind of like scotch to J.D., dunno why. But she did. And looking back this, it kind of reminds me of little red riding hood, the wolf (Dr. Cox) pretending to be the grandma (Elliot). Maybe that's what I was subconsciously going for :)