A/N So this is a response to a prompt by writergirl89. It takes place in the episode where Danny is trying to prove that he has no personal feelings for Mindy by being her gynecologist. This is if the examination scene had gone A LOT differently. This is my first Mindy Project fic! Maybe next time I'll work on things like plot haha
Reviews are adored.
WARNING this has language and heavy heavy sexual themes like muy caliente, holy steamy fest.
Danny sucked in a deep breath and made a few clicks with his mouth, a nervous tick he'd developed as a child. He must be completely insane to put himself into this situation.
"Hey, hey. Eyes down here," Mindy chided, motioning to her newly exposed breasts. Danny was sure that his cruel weighing gag would cause her to crumble, and it seemed like he had her, but then she had turned into this confident vixen. He held in a breath as he slowly lifted her arm above her head, pinning her to the chair. All the while, she gazed at him. A smug smile taking residence on her lips, clearly she thought that the war had been won.
He began to knead her breast just like any other examination, when she let out a soft sigh. Initially, he thought she was just messing with him, but the way her eyes lolled back for just a moment gave her away. Danny thought about jumping back and telling her that wasn't playing fair. He almost had his mind up to admit defeat and take the rest of the week off.
But he reminded himself that he was Danny Castellano, he knew how to make women beg for his touch and he was not about to be out fore played by romantic comedy obsessed Mindy Lahiri. And just like that, a switch in him was turned.
He continued to knead her breast, a little harder than before. He glanced up to see Mindy biting her lip, opting to look at the ceiling rather than him. He moved in closer as he reached across her to 'examine' her other breast. As he grabbed her, he flicked his thumb across her breast in what could be called accidently contact. She gasped, just as he had hoped.
He leaned further into her until his chest was all but covering her left breast and she could feel his breath on her neck. He continued to touch her mercilessly, alternating between feather brushes and firm grasps, until he could see the rise and fall of her chest quicken.
"Is this how you typically examine your patients, Dr. Castellano?" Mindy all but bit out.
Danny chuckled a little. "Only when they have tits as nice as yours, Mindy," He whispered into her ear. Her eyes went wide as she turned her head to look him. He gave her a crooked smile, unwilling to apologize.
Mindy couldn't decide if this was heaven or hell. On the one hand, whatever version of a breast exam Danny was performing felt absolutely heavenly. But on the other hand, she was supposed to be stronger than this and she was losing Beyoncé Pad Thai's power quickly.
And then Danny had to go and whisper the most erotic compliment she had ever received while his hard body was (inappropriately) pressed against her. She guessed this was the lady's man persona he bragged about coming out and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't swooning.
No. No no no. She was not losing this easily. She closed her eyes tight and reminded herself that she was Beyoncé Pad Thai right now and Danny Castellano was going to be sorry he'd started this game.
She opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at him. "You know Danny, they are nice. But I had a spot I was concerned about."
"Oh?" He said, clearly unsure of what was happening. He stopped his ministrations and pulled his hand away. "Where?" Concern was written all over his face.
Mindy lightly trailed her right hand up from her naval to the valley of her breasts. Danny watched her hand like a hawk. Once she was sure that she had his full attention, she traced the shape of her breast before grabbing it tightly enough that her nails were pressing tightly against her skin. Danny took a quiet gulp, loud enough that only Mindy could hear.
She scratched her nails across her breast until she could run her thumb over her already hard nipple. "Right here," She said low, surprised by how lustful it came out. Danny looked like he was about to have a conniption.
Danny was certain that the temperature had just risen about 40 degrees, because he was very close to perspiring. All he could think as he stared down at Mindy fondling her own breast was 'where the fuck did that come from?'
He was still bumbling, trying to think of his next move when Mindy took his hand and guided it back over to her firm nipple. Her small fingers wove into his large hand as she rubbed their hands over and over her breast. He could hear the beginnings of a moan in Mindy's throat. Yep, he was hard and he was screwed.
He yanked his hand away, not missing the pouty look on Mindy's face. He backed off of her and released her pinned arm. "Nope, everything feels normal. You can tie that back up and we'll continue to the main event," He said with a forced normalcy.
"Actually, I'd prefer to leave it down. My breasts feel extra sensitive right now," She said smiling sweetly.
"Fine," Danny said dismissively, trying to keep his cool. He grabbed the stool and moved towards the Venus fly trap.
"Oh Danny? I hope it's not a big deal, but I'm wet. Really wet," Mindy cooed.
"What the fuck, Mindy?!" Danny exclaimed, he couldn't do this. No seriously, he was about two seconds away from marching over there and taking her.
What really scared him was that there was no remorse on Mindy's face, no sign at all that she'd just been scolded for very very inappropriate behavior (not that he was totally innocent). He crossed his arms as he sat on his wheeled stool, waiting for an answer because they were at an impasse.
"Danny, I can't do this anymore," Mindy said as she sat up and swung her legs off the examination chair. She stood up and the still untied hospital gown fell to her hips, revealing her small waist and luscious hips.
Mindy hadn't been this sexually charged in a very long time. Like maybe ever. She had no idea what she was doing right now, standing half naked in front of her coworker who once told her to lose 10 lbs. But based on this appointment and the way that he was devouring her with his eyes, she didn't need to worry.
She walked over to him, deciding to not over think it and just go for it. She wanted it. He clearly wanted it, based on the pronounced bulge in his pants. So this was happening.
She reached him and placed her hands on his shoulders. She lowered herself down until she was straddling his lap and they were eye to eye. She was about to say something sexy like "I want you" or "Take me now" but she didn't have a chance before his lips came crashing down on hers.
He was devouring her and his hands were groping her ass, pulling her into him. She was vaguely aware that she made an almost squeaking noise when the bulge in his pants rubbed across her aching center, but she didn't care.
She threaded her hands into his hair and pulled his head back until she had full access to his neck. She sucked on his ear lobe and then worked her way down his incredible jawline nipping and sucking. He moaned loudly, maybe a little too loudly. But she smiled into his neck at her success.
Danny couldn't believe what was happening. He imagined that Mindy would be fun in bed. Like 'she would eat up all of his tricks and make him feel like the master' kind of fun. Never did he imagine that she would be the kind to seduce him during a gyno appointment and then straddle him half naked. His brain was like a short circuiting lamp right now trying to process everything.
He captured her lips again and bit softly at her lower lip. She responded by grounding her hips further into his, which he was totally unprepared for. He bucked at the sensation and that's when they began crashing.
Literally. The damn wheelie stool slid right out from underneath him and Danny hit the ground with a loud thud, with Mindy still in his lap.
"Oww," he complained when his ass made contact with the tiles.
"Ohmygod! Danny, are you okay?!" Mindy asked with her hands clasped over her mouth. She rolled off of him quickly and tied her gown back up before he could even stand up.
He understood why when Morgan came bursting through the door. "Dr. Castellano, everything all right?"
Mindy helped him up, but he was pretty sure he was going to be icing his back for the next week. "Yeah, Yeah, everything is fine," he said grumpily, more pissed that he didn't get to finish what he and Mindy had started than he was that he'd busted his ass.
He straightened out and looked at Mindy, who was blushing the shade of tomato. "I'm sorry, Mindy. I don't know what happened there, must have slipped. I guess we'll just have to finish your appointment tomorrow," He smirked, smiling at the prospect.
So what do you think? Round 2?