- A Routine Checkup?
You stood outside the small medic office, waiting for the soldier to come back out and instruct you to go inside. RED Medic stood in his office, staring at the few books he had when Soldier walked in and handed him a file folder. "New recruit, needs an initial checkup. Get on it." You hear the Medic groan, he thought aloud to the soldier that on his one day off, he wanted to not have to bother fixing bones or looking at messed up fighters. You walked in after Soldier pushed you in. You made your way to the cot and just stood there. "Alright, sit on the cot and vill get this procedure started." He said, and you heard the paper on the cot rustle and watched Medic sit on his chair and he spun around with his pen and folder.
He then looked at you for a brief second before returning to his charts.
"Alright, let's get this over vith." You nod and let Medic begin the normal tests. Height, weight, the works. He eventually asks you to remove your shirt, but you weren't too happy about this. "And why do I have to take it off?" You inquired, not quite comfortable at the proposition. "I just need to check to see if anything ist wrong. You question my practice?" You nod, and Medic stared for a while until you give him a mean stare to stop. "My apologies dummkopf." He said, with quite a hard bit of sarcasm and teasing.
After the test, you started to find yourself quite aroused by him, the way he looked under the exam light was nice and now he was reduced to a quiet stare once again. This time, you shift a bit and look Medic in the eyes, "Enjoying what you see sir?"
"Um, nein. Just, um..." And the medic was reduced to babbling after that, not able to find the words to explain himself. "Just shut up, the guys at the other base watched too. You aren't the first." Medic then blushed and walks over to you. "I'm sorry, just you're the first dummkopf to question my practices, again. Dummkopf!" And again, he babbled but the you shut him up by kissing him.
"Medic, you talk too much." You indulge in the little act, softly kissing him as he re buttoned your shirt for you. He smiled and pulled away, ready to finish writing things in his chart, when you pull him back in for a crushing kiss. He was caught off guard, and began to let you do whatever. "Oh, mein dummkopf. Ich leibe dich." You were startled by this, but kissed back with a little tongue now. The kisses became more heated as Medic now pushed back on your tongue, fighting for dominance of his own mouth. He won and began to force your tongue back in your mouth. You aren't too happy about losing, so you weren't too keen on being beat again. You begin to wrestle each other's tongues while your hands gained a mind of their own. Frantically searching each other's bodies, you went over your chests, arms, legs, and everything else. Eventually, Medic started to mess with your hair when he groaned out in pleasure, your knee now being pressed into his crotch.
At that point, you break apart and smile at each other. You get up and put your hand on the handle to leave when you turned towards the medic. "Hey, I think I might be developing a nasty cough. You think you could take a look at it tomorrow?"
"Of course dummkopf, of course."