A/N: Another one
like the last story. Just dialogue. And yes, I did happen to write
this during the test again. I hate graphs. :( Oh, this one is a
bit easier because I'm going to put names before each line, like a
script, basically. By the way, I've no idea where this came from.
Seriously.
Also, my teacher almost
read this. Fortunately, I was able to distract him long enough so he
didn't. I'm lucky I avoided that awkward situation.
Genre: Generally
Humorous, and slight Romance
Rating: M for
speaking about adult situations and, well, read the warnings.
Pairing:
Simmons/Donut
Summary: He has
to give the other man a physical, though he's not the one
complaining. And he seems to like the beeping.
Warnings:
Cursing, mentions of sexual activities, beeping, naivety, physicals,
and forgetting to tell someone very important information about their
body. And nakedness. Touching, to boot!
Disclaimer: All
belonging to Rooster Teeth, those ingenious men.
Beeping During a Physical
Donut: It's beeping.
Simmons: What?
Donut: Your pants are beeping. Should they be beeping?
Simmons: Oh, my god. I…I don't know. That's never happened before.
Donut: Well, maybe it's normal. You have only been a cyborg for a little while.
Simmons: Maybe…We should-
Donut: Take your pants off!
Simmons: What!
Donut: Well, that's where the beeping's comin' from, so we need to investigate. 'Sides, I need to take your pants off anyways; I am giving you a physical.
Simmons: But, I, uh…Damn it, let me take them off myself!
Donut: See, was that so hard? Aww, your boxers are so cute!
Simmons: Sh-shut up!
Donut: Don't be shy now; you have a great body!
Simmons: …Just…Just hurry up and find out what the beeping is.
Donut: Well, you need to remove your boxers. Are you okay? You turned really red all of a sudden.
Simmons: Why…why can't Sarge give me my physical? I mean, he is the one who made me.
Donut: Dunno. He was busy, I guess. Wow, your cock is huge. I think it might be bigger than Tucker's!
Simmons: …How do you know his size…? Oh my god, why are you touching me?
Donut: Your penis is beeping. Maybe there's a switch… Damn, I think it's getting faster.
Simmons: St-stop it…Now.
Donut: But why?
Simmons: Becauseyou'retouchingme!
Donut: Huh?
Simmons: Donut…Take your hands. Off. My. Cock.
Donut: Hm. Maybe I should get Sarge.
Simmons: Thank you.
Donut: He probably knows where the switch is.
Simmons: Oh, god. He's not going to have to…touch me, is he?
Donut: Probably. Hey, Sarge!
Sarge: What, Princess? How's his phys'cal goin'? …Son, why are ya grabbin' his penis?
Donut: It's beeping. Can't you hear it?
Simmons: Didn't I tell you to let go?
Sarge: That beepin'? Oh, that's perfectly fine.
Donut: Huh?
Sarge: Didn't I tell ya?
Donut: Uh-uh.
Simmons: Not me.
Sarge: I didn't? Well, when it beeps like that, it means yer horny.
Simmons: …What?
Donut: That's awesome!
Simmons: No it's not! Why is it beeping?
Sarge: 'Cause all the blood's rushin' to this cert'n point. It's basic'lly like gittin' hard, 'cept it's harder ta, anymore.
Simmons: …When were you planning on telling me this? And why are you still touching my cock?
Sarge: I though I already did. Sorry, son.
Donut: When I stop touching you, it doesn't beep as much. I love the rhythm when it goes really fast like this!
Sarge: …Er, boy…uh, maybe-
Simmons: Please, please stop touching me…I, I really don't…It's not…It's been like three years since last…Okay, fine, the last time was high school. But that's the only reason why I'm, uh, beeping.
Donut: Hey, can I make the beeping go even faster?
Sarge: Well, ya could touch it with somethin' else…
Simmons: Don't encourage him! Sir.
Donut: Hey, it worked! Thanks, sir!
Sarge: Heh. I didn't mean with yer other hand. Eh, well. I'm jus' gonna leave ya'll alone now.
Simmons: Wait! Come back!
Donut: See ya, sir! Hey, now that he's gone, the beeps are getting louder.
Simmons: Great…Can we just, um, finish my physical so I can go curl up under a rock and die?
Donut: Sure. Lay down on the table. Hey, that really got the beeping going!
Simmons: …Um, maybe I should do things the Grif-way…
Donut: What's the Grif-way?
Simmons: Fuck me.
Donut: Huh?
Simmons: …F-fuck me. Or I can fuck you.
Donut: Really?
Simmons: Uh-huh…Really.
Donut: Awesome! Wait, before or after the physical?
Simmons: Um…I don't really…
Donut: Both. And in-between, too. Sound good?
Simmons: Y-yeah.
Donut: Wicked!
