It was some wonder that sex with Doctor Cox could be . . . Creative. Sure, JD had a vivid imagination, but when they first started dating, he thought it'd be the first thing to be shut out from the bedroom, or, well, any room that the older doctor inhabited at the time. It was something that he would've been distressed about had he really thought about it, since his vivid imagination is what made him JD.

So no, Doctor Cox didn't appreciate it when he floated elsewhere in the middle of one of his lengthy rants -- especially if he was pissed off -- and he didn't much appreciate it when he daydreamed in the middle of an important discussion that revolved around . . . Well, him, considering he was a narcissist, or a diagnosis.

But in the bedroom -- or anywhere they were doing the dirty, or an equivalent to it -- he . . . Well, he welcomed it. Granted, he didn't like when JD drifted off into a daydream at any pressing moments, but it rarely ever happened, and when it did, the older doctor knew just the right way to maneuver his hips to bring him back.

JD heard the front door of Doctor Cox's apartment open and close, and he stepped out of the bedroom to meet him. He was always curious of what scenario his lover thought of this time, though it wasn't too often that he did. Days at work could be grueling, and he should know.

The older man smirked as he peeled off his windbreaker, hanging it on the coat rack by the door. "John Dorian, is it? Right on time," he murmured mischievously.

It was then that JD realized that his lover still had his lab coat on. He grinned. The doctor fantasy, then. It was no wonder Doctor Cox loved that one.

It really was no wonder that sex with Doctor Cox could be creative. Hell, those rants didn't just come out of nowhere.

"Step into the examination room," he said with a purr, sweeping his hand out and waggling his eyebrows to indicate the bedroom.

JD did, making a move to sit at the edge of the bed.

"No," Doctor Cox said. "It's been a while since your last physical, John. Off with those clothes and let's take a look."

JD took off his plain t-shirt and wiggled out of his sweatpants. "The boxers too, Doctor?" he asked shyly.

"Everything," the older man murmured hoarsely, crossing his arms to his chest.

JD stood naked before him, and Doctor Cox stepped forward and pressed a hand to his tummy. The younger man shivered as he traced his calloused fingers along his skin, gripping his hips as he suddenly got down on his knees. JD gasped at the sight of Doctor Cox's tongue darting out to trace around his navel, the sensation going straight to his sex. The older man's fingers tightened on his hips as JD bucked them, brushing his erection against his lover's chest.

Doctor Cox kissed and licked and occasionally nipped a trail up JD's body, his large hands following after. He kissed the middle of his chest and pinched his nipples.

"Doctor Cox, please . . . " JD moaned, grasping the older man's shoulders. He knew how close his lover was, because usually he stuck to the game to draw out the pleasurable anticipation, but now he just couldn't wait.

The older doctor gave a low hum as he kissed him suddenly and deeply, tracing his thumbs over JD's sides. JD giggled into his mouth while raising his hands to push the lab coat off Doctor Cox's shoulders, teasingly touching along his skin on the way down to the hem of his t-shirt. Doctor Cox groaned into his mouth, his muscles twitching under his hands.

JD pulled away long enough to yank the man's t-shirt over his head, both of them automatically wrapping their arms around each other to relish the feel of skin against skin. Doctor Cox shoved his scrubs down and then manhandled JD's hips, bringing them closer to his own. They both moaned loudly as they slid their erections together, tumbling onto the bed.

"If only every physical was like this," JD laughed.

"That doctor'd better be me," Doctor Cox growled, jerking his hips against the younger man's.

"Always you, every time," JD whimpered, grabbing the older man's ass and giving his firm cheeks a squeeze.

Doctor Cox grunted and nipped playfully at his neck. "Girl."

JD's breath hitched in his throat as the older man sucked on his neck and grabbed his cock, stroking it vigorously as he reached into the bedside drawer for the bottle of lube. He cried out as he gently thumbed the underside of his head before pulling away to coat his fingers with the warming gel.

Every nerve in JD's body felt electrified, so it should have been no wonder that Doctor Cox's finger up his ass would feel so good. He gave a high-pitched moan and wriggled against the finger. Doctor Cox curled his fingers slightly upon adding a second one, wiggling them against his prostate. JD cried out, clenching his muscles around them.

"P-Please, Doctor Cox, please . . . "

"One more finger and we are go, baby," he said against the column of JD's throat. He suckled at his sensitive skin, scissoring his two fingers for a moment before adding a third.

JD closed his eyes and gasped against the dull ache, which was always the precursor to more pleasure. "Ready! Ready now, please . . . "

Doctor Cox withdrew his fingers to grab a condom from the bedside drawer, ripping open the packet and rolling it on his swollen cock. He placed his hands on JD's shins, motioning him to cradle his legs against his chest before positioning himself between the younger man's cheeks.

JD moaned at the feel of Doctor Cox's head brushing against his opening. The older man smirked and rubbed it against his puckered entrance before pushing in just so that the tip was in. JD took a breath and suddenly Doctor Cox was sheathed all the way in, stretching him and touching him in ways he found that he could no longer live without.

Doctor Cox slid his cock in and out of him roughly, swirling his hips upward so that his penis brushed JD's prostate with each stroke. JD arched beneath him, his mouth open in a wordless cry.

"Had a hard-on the entire drive home," Doctor Cox murmured into his ear, never breaking the rhythm of his hips. "Just thinking what I would do to you. God, JD, squeeze that ass around me . . . "

JD moaned and did what his lover requested, Doctor Cox stopping a moment to relish the tight muscle strangling his cock. He swirled his hips slowly as JD unclenched.

The older man grabbed his lover's cock, stroking it slowly as he fucked his ass fast and hard. The coupled sensations made JD's head spin and his toes curl, and soon he was coming, and Doctor Cox was following not too far behind him.

He pulled out and tossed the condom in the trashcan, and JD immediately nuzzled into his side as they slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Can we go to the bar with the gang tomorrow and you can come in and pretend you don't know me and hit on me and eventually bring me to your bachelor pad for some hot, anonymous sex?" JD murmured against his lover's sweat-slick skin.

Doctor Cox chuckled. Hey, he'd get the opportunity to freak out Gandhi and get laid. "Sure, why the hell not."