Title: In The End Bathroom Stall
Character: Alex Karev
Prompt: lj comm"smut69" 54 self-love
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Alex has a hard-on caused by a certain mcsteamy surgeon.
Words: 309
lj-cut text"he was in the end bathroom stall"
He wouldn't call himself egotistical, but he sure did like himself. A lot. So, maybe he was egotistical, he didn't care.
And then Alex gets stuck working with Sloane, running his errands. Sure, Sloan was hot and everything, but Alex thought that he should be doing surgeries, not going on coffee runs for a hot but lazy surgeon.
So here he was, in the end bathroom stall, after getting yelled at by Sloan for getting regular coffee instead of the bone dry cappuccino he wanted, with a big ass hard on.
Of course, he couldn't walk around the hospital with a hard on, especially since he was going commando and the scrubs were pretty thin. So he was in the end bathroom stall with his scrubs down around his ankles. He grabbed his pulsating cock at the base and began pumping his fist up and down his cock. As he thought of Sloane more, his fist went faster sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
In his mind, he was fucking Sloane against the wall. The mental image made Alex's fist go that much faster. He was coming close to his orgasm; he started bucking his hips in rhythm of his fist's pumps on his swelling cock. He started to moan Sloane's name as his orgasm spilled out of his cock and down his hand.
He cleaned off his hands with toilet paper and flushed the evidence down the toilet. Pulling his scrubs up, grateful that he was commando so that times like these wouldn't be hindered by an extra layer of fabric, Alex walked out of the stall. To his surprise, Sloane himself was leaning against the sinks with his arms crossed against his chest and his trademark smile plastered on his face. Alex knew that Sloane had heard him, and he knew that Sloane was impressed.