Title: Proof is in Actions (3/4)
Author: WolfMasterLoki Fandom: Scrubs Characters: JD, Dr. Cox, The Janitor, Turk, Carla, Elliot, probably others Pairings: JD/Janitor, Turk/Carla Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Sexual Situations, Smut, Slight non/con, masochism, swearing Disclaimer: I don't own Scrubs Summary: The Janitor wants a certain doctor and is more than willing to prove it.
A/N: I wanted to get this up before I lost my nerve or another week went by. This'll be my first bit of smut ever. I'm kind of excited and hopefully it isn't horrible. Enjoy it and last chapter will be up tomorrow or the day after. It'll be pretty short. I think I bashed Elliot a bit on accident in this chapter. It's hard to tell if it's completely on character or my opinion. Guess that's for you to decide.
Quote: "I heard from a reliable source that you want to live in a dumpster. Well, I can arrange that. Yup, I know just the right neighborhood."-Janitor (4x10 My Female Trouble)
A/N2: Edited to remove my own censorship...Just because I felt like it
Chapter 3
There seemed to be an unspoken agreement between J.D. and Will that no one needed to know they were together. Which worked for J.D. because it was weird enough for him without other people knowing. On some occasions they did take a risk and they would catch each other in the closets during work. It was after work that Will and him would go on dates. Will still seemed semi-insistent in making J.D. comfortable with him. It was actually working too.
Going out to bars were the usual date. They'd spend a few hours drinking at some random place. J.D. had the sneaking suspicion that it was to make him more agreeable and because he got handsy. Will would sip on regular beers and occasionally something harder. While J.D. enjoyed his usual appletinis. Both would be well sloshed by the time they stumbled out of the bar. J.D. more so since he couldn't quite hold his liquor as well. So Will would usually hold his companion up while they walked back to his apartment.
They'd spend another couple hours making out and other such things on the couch, or against the kitchen counter, or sometimes even on the bed. Will making vivid marks on his neck and holding J.D. secure with a strong grip. By the end of the night J.D. would almost always have a fresh bruise on his neck, his wrists, or sometimes his hips and thighs. He wondered briefly, usually after such dates, if it was odd that those bruises didn't bother him at all. The opposite was more true. That he liked them and craved the marks to some degree. Will was always happy to deliver.
It was J.D.'s good luck that he wore long sleeve shirts all the time because someone would have asked him about it by now. In the short time he had been dating Will it would have become an issue. At least, the people at the hospital had stayed mostly oblivious. At least for awhile.
Turk had a good idea what J.D. had been doing. Leave it to his best buddy in the world. If nothing else Turk knew J.D. was dating someone that he didn't want anyone to know about. He was even sure that Turk knew it was a guy judging by this little conversation:
"Are you dating Dr. Cox?"
"No!"
"That's a relief. Man, I would support you in anything, but it'd be kind of hard to imagine you and Dr. Cox all snuggly."
Carla was much the same. J.D. wasn't sure if Turk had spilled what he knew or if Carla had simply put it together herself. Could be either. Either way she was up on him dating someone and the likelihood of it being a guy. Since Carla knew that much it also meant that Elliot knew as much. Well, you can guess how it went from then on. Elliot and Carla combined made for the worst gossip mongering in the hospital.
He also had an even more uncomfortable conversation with Carla about the went like this:
"Are you sneaking around with Turk?"
"Oh my God. No!" At the same time Turk said, "Baby!"
"I was just asking." Than they had an argument that ended with Turk being kicked out of the bedroom. He slept on the couch instead of moving into J.D.'s room to avoid anymore insinuation that him and J.D. were doing it.
It became normal for Dr. Cox to take jabs at his mystery date during rants. J.D. thought he might be disappointed that J.D. was more likely gay than a little girl like he had always insisted.
"Now you see Cynthia, you've given me quite a dilemma. Its just that I'm not sure if you're gay or if you're a woman. Now in theory, I'd have to say that you're just flowing with estrogen. No doubt about it. But there is that slim chance you do have a penis like you claim. Now don't go and try and convince me either way. You'll just ruin the surprise. Now prance off Newbie I have work to do. I'll call you if some patient needs a hug or a candy bracelet."
Walking down the halls he desperately tried avoid running into Dr. Kelso. Probably the worst of the hospital staff when it came to his unknown guy date. The Chief of Medicine, on finding out he was likely gay, had tried to set him up with his son, Harrison. Which brought on the winner of the most uncomfortable conversation award:
"You know Sport if you're interested I could give you my son's number. He's always interested in meeting new people. Should I mention to him that you look like a bottom to me."
J.D. shuddered. "Um...No thanks. That's all right sir..."
Kelso nodded. "No worries, son. I get it. No need to give the other staff something to talk about. I'll just get you're number out of your file."
He wasn't exactly sure if Dr. Kelso was allowed to do that. Unfortunately for Dr. Kelso, Will had heard him say that. Not only was his number and address blacked out of his record with a magic marker. Also, there was a thin layer of super glue laid on Kelso's chair. So he had been forced to shuffle the rolling chair out the door. And than he had lost his balance and slid down the ramp to hit the conveniently placed van at the bottom. Will insisted it was an accident. He'd 'accidently dropped' the glue and someone had taken his usual spot.
J.D. tried not to think too much on what other people were saying. He found himself more preoccupied with silently hoping that people thought he was with a guy because he was keeping it a secret or he overlooked something that gave it away. Not the fact that they all thought he was girly and probably in the closet this whole time.
'Hm, closet. I wonder where Will went off to. Can't think of that now. Dr. Cox wants me to see this patient now.'
J.D. wandered off in search of his patient. It was a familiar kind of person that came in frequently for the same thing but never took the advice given to make them better. Now he wasn't surprised that Dr. Cox had laid this one on him mid-rant. Dr. Cox despised these patients that took no action to help their own health. Maybe it wouldn't annoy him so much if they didn't keep coming back.
On his way there. He was kidnapped. Or doctor-napped. Whatever. He was pulled into the nearby supply closet by someone holding a hand over his mouth. It was quickly removed.
"Stand back! Or you will feel my fists of fury!" J.D. followed it up with what he considered a super cool karate yell.
"Relax. It's just me." Will was standing over him looking smug. 'The jerk.'
"Jerk."
"Now that isn't nice at all. I just might have to punish you for that." He advance on J.D. pushing the doctor into a now familiar corner. Will didn't actually do anything. Which was unusual for him. He simply wrapped his arms around J.D.'s waist and pressed there foreheads together. "I've been thinking of you all day. Can you tell?" He smirked a little and pushed his hips forward.
J.D. could tell. Since he could feel Will's erection against his hip. He was a little nervous about something in the hospital. "We can't do this right here."
"Yea we can."
J.D. squirmed a little. "I'm off in a little bit." He was wary of doing that right here. Where anyone could catch them.
Will pinched J.D.'s behind and made him jump. "Do it. Now." He was using his commanding voice. J.D. wouldn't mind doing this so much if Will had remembered to lock the door. Though there was a certain thrill in the anticipation of getting caught doing something bad.
He moved his hands over and un-tucked the shirts from Will's pants. He felt along the skin underneath. Allowing himself a moment to envy his boyfriend's abs. 'I seriously need to work out.' J.D. undid the belt so he could slip his hand into Will's pants. He had given the other man handjobs before. Not usually at work, but there was a first for everything. Just as he was about to get to it they were distracted by the door opening. In the doorway stood none other than Elliot.
She stood completely still taking in the sight before her. J.D. with his hand down the Janitor's pants as they leaned against each other. J.D. moved forward quickly, dragged her inside the cramped space and shut the door. No one else needed to walk by and see them. "Elliot! What're you doing here? Lovely day isn't it."
"What am I doing here! What're you doing here!" Elliot had a panicked face and looked between the two men. "From here it looked a lot like you two were...you know." She made a vague hand gesture that they could only figure meant something along the lines of exactly what they had been doing.
"It isn't what it looks like," J.D. gave it a try. Elliot gave him a look and he quickly abandoned that track. "Its exactly what it looks like."
"I can't believe it. This is the guy you've been dating. Well I guess I know why you were being all secretive about it." She quickly turned to the Janitor. "No offense. Not that you're not a great guy because you are. It's just you...never seemed to like each other that much. Especially not that much. And well. Yeah." She trailed off of her babbling in favor of chewing her lip.
J.D. sighed, "There's no way that this isn't going to leave the closet is there."
"I think you've been in the closet long enough J.D." Elliot started laughing. When she saw the look on her friend's face she attempted to stifle it with her hands. No such luck. Finally, after a few minutes she composed herself and wiped her eyes. "Sorry. Couldn't resist."
The Janitor started to walk out the door. He'd already done himself back up. "I got not work to do. I'll see you later. Good luck." He managed to slap J.D.'s ass on the way out causing the doctor's face to burn bright red.
J.D. coughed trying to hide his embarrassment and failing miserably. "So. What's new."
"You're really bad at this."
"I know."
"Are you going to tell everybody?," Elliot asked.
J.D. frowned. "The real question is will I beat you to it."
"Oh come on. I'm not that bad."
"Really? What're you thinking about doing right now?" J.D. crossed his arms and waited.
"Nothing." 'Wow Carla would absolutely die if she heard this. Frick. I won't say anything. Oh but it's so juicy. Double Frick.'
J.D. nodded knowingly. "That's what I thought. I'll tell everyone. Don't worry."
"Are you sure? I could keep quiet...I can."
"Relax Elliot. It's probably a good idea anyway." J.D. looked at her expectantly. "Now can you...You know." He motioned towards the door.
Elliot looked confused. "No. What?"
"I'm going to straighten myself up."
"Oh. Oh. I'll just go over here." She started to retreat. "Way out here and keep an eye out." Elliot took off quickly out the door.
"This sucks."
Telling everyone about Will was going to be bad. He could just imagine what was going to happen. As it turned out he didn't have to say anything and his daydream was interrupted. He knew Elliot couldn't keep her mouth shut to save her life.
Carla stalked up to him as he was daydreaming in the hall. Ironically enough he had been looking for her. J.D. found himself staring down the patented Carla hands on the hips glare. "I can't believe you've been sleeping with the Janitor!"
J.D. was sure to shoot Elliot a glare of his own. She was trying to hide behind the irate nurse. "Elliot!"
"I didn't mean to. She dragged it out of me."
"Sure. I can picture it now."
Elliot searches the hospital. Looking in every nook and cranny. Finally, in the cafeteria, she finds what she's looking for. She drops in the seat right across from Carla.
"Oh my god. You won't believe what I just saw."
"That didn't happen," Elliot denied.
Carla turned around and said, "Yea that kind of is what happened."
"Frick on a brick!"
"The point is that you've obviously been slipped something." Carla grabbed J.D.'s arm and started dragging him towards an exam room. "We'll get you all checked out and fixed right up. Don't you worry."
J.D. pulled his arm free. Or at least he tried to but she had a really strong grip. 'I wonder if that's a Latina thing.' "I'm fine. I was not slipped something."
"You're sleeping with the Janitor."
"We haven't slept together." 'Yet' J.D. added in his head. "We're dating. It's fine."
Carla stopped suddenly and turned around to look him right in the face. "Are you telling me that you're together with the Janitor?" J.D. nodded. "The Janitor here at this hospital?" Another nod. "The one that has been torturing you since the moment you got here?" Reluctant nod. "That's what I thought." Carla started pulling him again. "Now let's take a look at a blood sample."
J.D. managed to pull himself free. "I'm not being drugged. Yes, I'm dating the very large, scary Janitor and that's just how it is." He looked around at all of the staring staff that had stopped to watch his outburst. "Anyone got a problem with that." Everybody shook their heads quickly. "Good."
He managed to make an awesome angry exit. Well he was all the way outside before managing to smack his hip into the rail. J.D. stood there for a couple minutes holding his hip and muttering about the unfairness of it all.
Will showed up to laugh at him a little. "It's not funny," J.D. whined.
"Sorry. Force of habit." He nodded his head towards the hospital. "What happened in there."
"Elliot told Carla. Who than tried to get me to take a blood test to see if you've drugged me."
"Now that's just ridiculous. They'll never figure out what I've been putting in you're food." J.D. stared at him in disbelief. "Kidding. I'm kidding."
"Not funny."
"I'll make it up to you. How about that?"
J.D. looked hopeful. "Yea."
"Sure."
"Than can I have..." He moved up to Will and put his hand on the taller man's shoulders. He leaned up to whisper in Will's ear "...a piggy back ride."
Will was a little annoyed but nodded his head. J.D. let out a happy whoop and used Will's shoulders to haul himself up onto his boyfriend's back. Will made sure to keep a hold on his legs and started to walk towards his dark van.
"Where we going?"
"I'll take you home. You're off now, right?"
J.D nodded. "I only had another half hour on my shift. Good thing too. I didn't want to spend too much time in there. Avoidance is my new friend. And I got a ride here with Turk so I had no way home."
"No worries I got you all covered."
They were driving back to his apartment. J.D. stared absently out of the window. He really didn't want people to find out that way. All hell would probably break loose now. But he didn't have much time to think about it now.
J.D. quickly exited the van. He slammed the door behind him. He didn't expect to hear another door slam and for Will to follow him. Shrugging it off, he just kept walking. However, he did notice Will fidgeting in his pockets and mumbling to himself.
"What're you doing?"
"Nothing," he said quickly.
"Uh huh." 'Great. Now what's he up to?' Dating the Janitor didn't do anything for J.D.'s relative suspicions about anything he did.
J.D. went straight for the fridge hoping there was some beer left inside. He needed a drink bad. 'Yes. Come to papa.' There was a few left and J.D. grabbed them all in his arms and went towards the couch. After he set them down he turned around to look at Will. He was standing towards the door once again fidgeting in his pockets. There was obviously something in them.
"What're you doing?," he asked again.
Will looked at him and gave a sly grin. "I'll tell you." He walked up to J.D. "Just hold out your hands like your praying."
"What?" 'Why does that sound familiar?'
"Come on."
J.D. sighed and reluctantly held up his arms so they were against each other. "All right. Now answer the question."
Will quickly pulled out a roll of duct tape from his jacket pocket. He unrolled it and taped J.D.'s arms together. The move was just a little too smooth for him to move out of the way. He stared dumbfounded at his now taped wrists.
"This is so not right." J.D. pulled as hard as he could but they were stuck pretty good. "Untape me." He held out his hands expecting to be let go.
"No can do. We got unfinished business." Will grabbed the taped arms and pulled the other man along behind him. "Now which one is yours?"
Only the thought of being caught in Turk and Carla's room doing something questionable forced him to point at his own bedroom. He was dragged behind Will until they were inside and then thrown down to the bed. J.D. laid down on the bed now pretty sure what was going to happen. 'This is so not good. I don't know if I can do this. Without my hands too. What could I say. I have a headache. No that only works with woman. Totally unfair.'
Will jerked him out of his rambling thoughts by dragging him higher on the bed. He sat down on J.D.'s stomach to prevent moving and pulled out the duct tape again. A few moments later and now his arms were taped to the headboard. Will than got off the bed. 'Oh come on. It's bad enough I'm officially going to be the girl but now I'm taped down. Who gets taped down. This is lame.'
In an attempt to prove he wasn't a total girl. J.D. gave another try at pulling himself free. Instead, he succeeded in pulling himself upwards and smacking his head on the headboard. With a bruised head to match his bruised ego he decided to just sit still.
Will returned to sit on his hips wearing only his pants now. The rest of his clothes must have been on the floor where J.D. couldn't see. The jacket, however, was hanging on the bedpost within reach. He took a moment to glare at it as if it had been the one that had got him into this. 'Stupid traitor jacket.'
"Just relax." Will smiled a little and leaned down to kiss J.D.'s forehead. "We got to get you out of these clothes." He looked the captive man over with a critical eye. He reached back into the jacket pocket and produced a pair of scissors. "This'll work just fine."
J.D. jerked back a little at the sight of Will looming over him with a sharp pair of scissors. He didn't necessarily think Will would hurt him but it was a scary sight regardless. Will used the scissors and started cutting the material of his shirt and the scrubs top that he still had on over it. J.D. heart sped up and he shivered a little at the sensation of the cool metal moving irregularly up his chest and arms. Finally the material was completely ruined. Will pulled it free and threw it to the floor.
He moved lower on the bed. Sitting near J.D.'s knees now. He looked like he was debating on whether to cut the pants as well or not. J.D. spoke up, "Maybe we could leave the pants in one piece. You already ruined one of my favorite shirts." 'Besides I'm wearing my good boxers. They have little duckies on them.'
"Fine." Will began pulling off the rest of the clothing. He stopped a moment at the sight of boxers that looked like should have come from the kiddie aisle but pulled them off without a word. Now J.D. was completely naked with his arms taped to a headboard feeling more self conscious than he ever felt in his life. And even more turned on. Will snickered at his already hard member. He made sure to brush the tip lightly along his chest and stomach as he crawled back up the bed.
Will kissed him hard on the mouth. Immediately shoving his tongue passed J.D.'s lips. J.D. shuddered under the sensation of the other man's mouth on his, and the rough material of Will's pants on his cock.
He pulled back and looked down at his captive. J.D.'s eyes were glazed over and he was panting lightly. Will felt himself harden even more at the sight. He had his doctor right where he wanted him.
J.D. began to get impatient at the lack of movement. He arched his hips upwards in an attempt to gain some friction from the other's pants. Will quickly grabbed the hips and held them down. He took his time moving down J.D.s body. Leaving a trail of bite marks from his neck to his hips. J.D. groaned and squirmed under the insistent nipping.
Will moved down and bit each hip hard. Leaving teeth marks behind. He took care not to touch the erection near his cheek. J.D. keened low in his throat and wiggled his hips harder. Will increased the pressure of his hold to the point of pain. He stopped his movements and allowed Will to ease his grip slightly.
"No moving. Unless I tell you to." Will looked him hard in the eyes and J.D. quickly nodded. "Say it," Will demanded.
"No...no moving," J.D. said breathless.
"Good. Unless what and don't forget my name."
J.D. gathered his thoughts a moment before speaking. "No moving unless you say so." He smiled lightly up
at the looming figure. "Will."
Will rewarded him by grasping his cock and squeezing his hand along its length a few times. J.D. threw his head back and moaned anew.
"That's a good boy." He took a moment to lave attention on the familiar mark on J.D.'s neck before moving off the bed. He took off his pants leaving him naked and got back on the bed. "Ready for the fun part."
J.D. nodded dumbly. Will reached back into his jacket and pulled out a small bottle with a clear liquid in it. J.D. tensed up a little when Will took up a position between his legs. Will took a minute to rub his inner thighs. "Relax. I read up on this. It'll be good." He smiled reassuringly. "Promise."
J.D. took a couple deep breaths and started to try and relax. He was a doctor and had the general idea of how this was going. He hoped it wasn't as uncomfortable as it seemed.
Will waited until he was sure J.D. was as relaxed as he was going to get. He put a large glob of the stuff on his fingers. He used the index finger and slid it into J.D.'s opening. The other hand was kept on J.D.'s hips to prevent him from moving too much. He wriggled the finger around trying to loosen him up and kept a good eye on his boyfriend's face. Making sure it wasn't hurting him.
Before long he added a second finger and than another. He was searching for the spot. J.D. was started to move a little more. The sensation Will was making burned a little and it was decidedly uncomfortable. He suddenly felt a jolt straight through his hard-on making him jump a little. Will reinforced his grip on J.D.'s hips to hold him down.
"What'd I tell you about moving?" He teased the spot a little longer. Making J.D. buck against the sensation despite his efforts to do as Will said. Finally, he relented and grabbed the hips in his hands to get into position. He kissed J.D. quickly and left small kisses on his jawline. "Ready John. I'm going to make you scream. Do you want me to do that?"
J.D. was quickly learning this game. "Yes Will. I want you to make me scream."
Will growled lightly. One of the few sounds he'd made since they started. Hearing J.D. talk like that went straight to his groin. He nodded at the smaller man and position himself to enter him.
He slowly entered J.D. keeping a good grip on his hips. There was going to be a network of bruises there in no time. J.D.'s face screwed up in pain. It hurt. But Will didn't stop moving until he was all the way in. He wiped the couple tears that had squeezed out from J.D.'s eyes.
He was waiting for the doctor to be relaxed again. It took a little while. J.D.'s face un-pinched and he let out a long breath. He gave a tentative nod for Will to continue.
Will nodded and started to pull out. Almost completely out he pushed back in with a quick snap of his hips.
They groaned in unison. J.D. being the louder participant. Will almost couldn't hold it together. It felt so good. And his smaller lover was making such sexy sounds and wanton looks.
His pace picked up until he was slamming hard into the smaller body. He held onto his lover with his teeth sunk into the man's neck. He loved making these marks. To show people who his lover belonged to. One of his hands went to work pumping J.D.'s member in time with his mostly violent movements.
He decided to slow down a little in an attempt to make it last. Will let go of J.D.'s neck and licked his lips.
He slowed to a light pace. J.D. tried to push up into the thrusts but Will wasn't letting him.
"Quit teasing me."
"Careful with that talk. Now answer this. Who do you belong to?"
J.D. almost snarled in frustration. Will was not only asking him questions in the middle of sex. But he'd also stopped moving. "This is not the time."
"It's exactly the time. Now. Who. Do. You. Belong. To?" Every word was punctuated with a harsh thrust.
J.D. finally couldn't take it. "You! I belong to you! Happy?"
"Very." Will finally continued. Having gotten the answer he was looking for.
J.D. finally found release under the duel sensations of the harsh thrusts and the hand around his cock. He nearly wept in relief. The Janitor soon followed and spilled inside of his lover's tight channel.
He thrust inside shallowly a few times as he came. Before he finally rested over J.D. completely spent. J.D. nearly dosed off tired, sweaty, and very satisfied. Will pulled free and shook him a little. He held out his hand that he had used to catch J.D.'s release.
"Why don't you clean this up?"
Too lazy to be offended he complied. J.D. lifted his head and slowly licked Will's hand. Making sure to pull each finger in his mouth and suck on it. Will kissed him after he was done.
"I'd go again after that but you need the rest." He brought back the scissors and used them to cut J.D. free. His arms and shoulders were sufficiently numb from the prolonged and awkward position.
Will pulled the blankets out from under J.D. and laid down next to him. He pulled J.D. to settle onto his chest and settle the comforter over them both. J.D. yawned before settling down to fall asleep. He let the larger man soothe him with his breathing and softly rubbing the feeling back in his tingling arms.
