All my stories have been translated from German to English. Since English is not my native language, translation errors may occur. But I hope that they are not too serious. If you notice any, feel free to tell me.
Have fun!
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With relaxed steps I walked out of the hospital to make my way home. It had been an exhausting day and I had realized, thanks to Elliot, that I should vent my frustrations now and then. And to do that, everyone had their own way. I had thought I had found mine by throwing things, like melons, off the roof like Letterman. It had felt really liberating, too, but I quickly realized that it wasn't going to last. But how else was it going to work? I wasn't someone who was going to smash up an entire lab to feel better, like Dr. Cox. I definitely couldn't do anything that would hurt another person in any way. But even so, I was more of a reserved person in this case.
What was I supposed to do now? All I knew was that Cox was right. I needed to vent my frustration somehow, the only question was how. Maybe I should ask him? It wasn't that late, but maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. I was still pretty mad at him because he had put on such a show, kidnapped me from my apartment at night - when I was wearing only a onesie - and then dragged me to a bar to get drunk. That was the last straw! He cries to me and the next day everything was as if nothing had happened! Only Cox could pull off something like that!
I noticed how all the frustration rose up again in me and now I found the idea to go to him not so bad anymore. Only I would not ask him for help, but give him a piece of my mind. Maybe, that should be my kind of frustration release, who knew?
Determined, I made my way to Dr. Cox's place. I knew where he lived, so I arrived quickly. I immediately knocked on his door and noticed that I was banging on his door unusually hard and somehow aggressively. Apparently it was really time to get rid of all the crap. Hopefully I would finally succeed.
The door in front of me opened and I saw Cox in one of his favorite jerseys, scowling at me.
"What do you want newbie?" he merely hissed, taking a big gulp from the scotch glass he was holding.
"To finally give you a piece of my mind!", I replied strongly and entered without asking him. I wondered where I suddenly got the courage to do this, usually I just kowtowed to him and did whatever he asked. I even had to downright beg to even get a glimpse of his apartment and now I just walked in? I was probably pretty screwed up if I put myself in mortal danger like that.
"I don't remember inviting you in, Rebecca! Go on, get out of here. I don't feel like having to put up with you even in my spare time" - He pointed at the door, which was still open and probably really expected me to leave just like that. But not now!
"No!", I said only and closed the door a little too firmly.
"You listen to me now! I'm tired of being screwed by you like this! Either, stop it or- or- Oh I don't know what else, but stop this shit! I really thought you needed my help! I really thought you had a human side, but I also quickly realized I was more than wrong about you! You are a selfish ass!" - I finally let it all out! And it did feel good! But still.
"Feel better now?" he asked rather unimpressed, taking another sip of his scotch.
"No!", I hissed, wondering what else I could do! Damn it, why was this frustration still there? I had gotten it all off my chest after all, I had really kicked Cox's ass, but I still didn't feel any better.
"Go on, get out of here Lilly. I don't have time for your kindergarten stuff," Cox said bored and already turned around to go to his coach and continue watching the game, which I could see was on TV. But he couldn't do that now! I was so tense, but didn't know how to express my feelings in such a way that they finally disappeared. However, my mentor's comment had suddenly triggered something in me. This man was driving me so crazy and not just since yesterday. Everything he did drove me out of my mind! That was probably the reason for my next reaction.
Oddly enough, I grabbed him pretty hard by the arm and launched him against the door. Without hesitating any further, I pressed my lips hard against his.
For a brief moment I was really proud of having pinned Cox down like that, but then immediately recollected myself. That had most likely only worked because he had not expected it and thus had no opportunity to defend himself. But that didn't matter for now.
I continued to press him against the door and increased the pressure of my lips until I heard a sudden growl. The next thing I felt was the hard door against my back and my mentor's rough hands on my hips, pressing me against it with all their might. It was like a rush, this whole situation was so bizarre that I felt like I was in one of my daydreams, only it all felt unusually real.
Cox was about to start one of his punishment sermons when I stopped it with another kiss. I grabbed him by the head and pulled him to me, burying my hands in that darn soft hair and clawing at it as I kissed him just as brutally as before. And I really couldn't think of any other word to describe it. Because never before had I kissed another person so roughly, or even touched them like that. But here and now, somehow, this was different. I mean, this was Cox! I guess he couldn't really do anything with tenderness, so he wouldn't mind this slightly rougher treatment.
I was jolted out of my thoughts when I suddenly felt my counterpart return the kiss just as brutally, pressing his body against mine and pushing his tongue roughly into my mouth. I immediately opened willingly and pulled him further to me with his head, if we could have been any closer at all.
The kiss was kind of typical Cox. Our tongues engaged in a relentless battle, our teeth met more than once, and I felt like I was kissing my lips bloody, but it felt damn good. Never before had I felt something like that, never before had I tried it the hard way and I had to admit to myself that I was into it. But somehow the thought occurred to me that it might be because of my mentor.
I quickly dismissed this thought and turned my attention back to that darn good kiss. He could kiss really well.
I felt his whole body on mine, his hands still pressing my pelvis against the door, preventing me from moving in any way. But I didn't mind, as long as he just didn't stop kissing me.
Unfortunately, everyone needed air once and so we had to rather reluctantly detach from each other.
We both gasped heavily and I felt his breath hotly brush my face. He breathed haltingly, as did I. We looked at each other before his gaze wandered back to my lips, which - at least that's how it felt - were quite swollen from kissing. But his didn't look much better. I still had my hands in his hair and couldn't resist pulling him towards me for a repeated kiss. Unfortunately, he suddenly did something I hadn't expected.
Cox stopped me and grabbed my wrist instead, then while walking pulled me back into a breathtaking kiss after all. His hands were suddenly everywhere and I immediately felt the soft ground I came to lie on, which I pretty much ignored. We were still kissing and that was the only thing that mattered.
Cox knelt over me and pushed me further onto the bed we were lying in. Immediately, his hands moved on to my shirt and rolled it up enough to expose my nipples. Hard he maltreated them until they stood out and I gave a soft gasp of excitement from me. That had not been planned at all, but no matter. It felt fucking awesome.
Quickly, so that Cox could not react, I turned us, sat now wide-legged exactly on his lap, more precisely on his sweet spot and almost forcibly tugged the shirt over my head, then immediately continued with his. He allowed it without resistance and straightened up to pull me into a kiss again. Firmly I moved on top of him, thus providing us both with arousal, and clawed my hands in his hair again.
It was like this. I just couldn't find words for this feeling I was feeling at this very moment, sitting here on Cox's lap, we were kissing senseless, and everything seemed to be leading up to something very specific.
Rubbing against him even harder, I was finally forcing his tongue back into his mouth, exploring it at last, and Cox's taste ran through me even more intensely than before, it was just intoxicating!
"Not so hasty Tiffany," gasped Cox, who had broken away from the kiss and grabbed me firmly by the butt, which I hadn't expected, and squealed in fright because of it.
"Now what was that sound?" he asked mockingly, grabbing tightly once more, probably hoping I would repeat that sound again.
"Just shut up," I panted back at him and forced another kiss, which he immediately entered. His hands kneaded my buttocks, wandering over them, but I couldn't claim they were caressing me, because it was anything but! He was rough, exploratory and demanding, he was exactly what I wanted and needed right now.
His hand he slid into my pants and now took care of my bare ass, with his other he opened said garment and pushed it down a bit. I rose slightly from him to make it easier for him. He also took his other hand to help and faster than I could look, my pants were at my knees. Unfortunately, there was still the problem with my shoes, but that was quickly solved. Dr. Cox simply pulled them off my feet along with my socks and then my pants finally had to come off.
I sat on him only in boxers and had the feeling that soon I would not even wear them. But first I would make sure that there was equality.
Roughly I pushed Cox on the bed, so that he now lay completely on it and kissed his chest down to his pants, which I opened quickly and with strangely shaky hands and pulled them down. Cox had no shoes on, which made it a lot easier for me to take off his pants. But mean as I was, I didn't just take off his pants, I took off his shorts as well.
And immediately the air got stuck in my throat when I saw him lying completely naked in front of me. He was perfect. His body was muscular in all the right places, he had broad shoulders and his- Oh God and his dick too. He was big and full of expectation I looked at him. Anticipation filled me and I couldn't wait to have him inside me. I successfully ignored the fact that it would be my first time with a man. And I also didn't think Cox cared whether it would be my first, or hundredth time, so I kept it to myself.
"Impressed?" my mentor asked with a grin, and immediately pulled me back up to him and kissed me, finally taking the opportunity to completely expose myself as well. However, I did not mind. Should he see me, I did not care, as long as we would only finally do it.
He examined me in detail and I immediately noticed how his gaze remained on my boner much longer than on other places.
"Do you have experience?", Cox suddenly wanted to know and turned us around again with a jerk. Somewhat embarrassed, I just shook my head and wrapped my arms around his neck. I heard him groan in annoyance.
"Great, I'll have to be careful then. How annoying," was all he said and I felt his hand move to my butt, surprisingly gentle. Only it wasn't what I wanted. Right now, right here, I didn't want any tenderness, even if it was pretty unusual for my person, but the only thing I wanted right now was Cox inside me. I wanted to finally get rid of this frustration and I wanted him to help me do it.
"You don't have to. Just do it," I whispered in his ear, pushing my pelvis towards him as I did so.
"Fine, but don't complain about the pain understood? It's your own fault," he just replied to that and got a tube of lube from the nightstand that was next to the bed.
"Never mind. Just do it finally" - I really didn't give a damn if it would hurt, the main thing was that it would finally happen.
As if through a fog, I noticed Cox opening the tube and liberally coating his fingers with it. Then they slid back to my entrance.
"Preparation must be nevertheless," he still said, before he immediately pushed two fingers into me at once. I cried out in agony and clawed my fingers into his shoulders, pretty sure I was leaving cat marks. But neither of us cared right now. Cox moved his fingers inside me after a short wait and stretched me with them, immediately followed by a third one he pushed inside me. It burned slightly and this sudden fullness was unusual and somehow unpleasant at first. But once he had moved it for a while, it felt really good, the pain had given way to pleasure and I was now lolling under my mentor.
"Do something already!", I demanded, trying to make my voice sound as firm as possible, whether it succeeded I didn't know, but I could just see Cox grinning.
"Already that impatient?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from me. He reached for the tube again and used it to lubricate his noticeable erection. I never thought I could get him this excited, it was just weird the whole thing.
"Ready?" was the next thing I heard from him. All I got out was a vigorous nod and a "God yes!". And right after that, he thrust into me with one smooth thrust, filling me completely at once, and I heard him groan deeply. I, on the other hand, cried out repeatedly in agony. This time it hurt a lot more and I felt like I was going to tear. For Cox's fingers were nothing in contrast to his dick. He seemed to know that and gave me a brief moment to get used to it.
I used that time to pull him into another kiss, the last one seemed too long ago, yet it was just like the previous ones. Passionate, rough and demanding, yet it relaxed me and after a short time I could stretch my pelvis towards him without feeling pain. There was only the lust waiting to be satisfied and I would do that.
Cox took the opportunity and thrust right into me, he looked at me hard and seemed to be waiting for a sign of pain, but the only thing I could give him was pure lust. Lust for him, for the body part inside me, just lust for satisfaction. Satisfaction that he could definitely give me, I knew that.
On and on he thrust into me and we continued to exchange passionate kisses. But somehow that wasn't enough for me.
"Faster," I gasped softly, hoping that he had heard me. Even though I had lost quite a few inhibitions by now, I was still embarrassed to ask such a thing of him.
"What?" he asked me, gasping, and it seemed like he slowed down extra on the next thrust to drive me out of my mind.
"I-I-" - I interrupted myself with a loud moan and continued to thrust my pelvis at him. Damn it he better get on with it!
"I can't hear you," he gasped at me with a grin, and his thrusts gradually slowed.
"Perry!", I moaned loudly and immediately put my hand over my mouth just as I squeezed my eyes tightly shut. I was already so in ecstasy that I had simply called him by his first name. No! I had not called it, I had moaned it. But I was already so aroused that I just didn't know what else to do. It was driving me crazy that he just stopped.
Suddenly he thrust into me hard again, eliciting a startled moan from me.
"What did you call me?" he asked with a hiss, thrusting into me hard again. Maybe that was the magic word?
"P-perry," I gasped, and all I got in response was another hard thrust. This one was different though, it touched something inside me this time that made me see stars. I felt like I would float away if I didn't hold on somewhere. And that somewhere happened to be Perry. I clawed at him and moaned again so loudly that it was almost like a scream when he touched that spot inside me again.
Again and again I moaned his name, getting such a violent thrust in return each time that I thought I was about to lose consciousness. But it was good, I had never felt so liberated.
But Cox didn't stay quiet either. I heard him moaning and gasping here and there. He seemed to be trying to suppress it, which he sometimes succeeded in doing, and sometimes was a little too often for my taste. Unfortunately, I couldn't get any more involved with it because Perry was almost literally fucking my brains out. I was already dazed gave only continuous moaning from me and my climax was also no longer waiting.
"Perry- I-" - I didn't get any further, because Cox was already closing my lips with his. He seemed to have no desire to talk, could only be right for me.
Loudly I moaned another time when I felt his hand wrapped around my boner and started pumping it hard in rhythm to his thrusts. At the same time, he was hitting my pleasure point with each of his thrusts and that was what finished me off. With a scream and Perry's name on my lips, I came harder than I ever had in my life. In the process, I tightened around Cox, which made him jump over the cliff as well. He made that known a little more restrained than I did, though. He tried to suppress the loud moans and kept thrusting into me, twitching, until he couldn't give any more.
I felt him discharge himself inside me and in doing so I felt a strangely good sensation. I felt satisfied as never before. The frustration also seemed to have disappeared. Apparently I had found my way to get rid of it all.
Cox dropped all his weight on me and lay motionless. Only our irregular breathing could be heard and I could feel his heart beating fast and hard against Perry's chest, which in turn was resting on mine. As I did so, I realized that our hearts were beating in unison, and somehow that was oddly reassuring.
"That was- Wow," I broke the silence first, and could only stare at the ceiling above me.
"I guess that' s something I can tell about you. I never thought you could be that wild," he grinned, rolling off of me.
"I didn't know that either," I just replied to that and silence fell over us again. But it wasn't an uncomfortable one, rather the opposite was the case. We were both lost in our thoughts. And I asked myself, now that it was over, involuntarily, how it could have come to this, what would happen next? Would we just pretend tomorrow that nothing had happened? What was I even feeling now? And what was going on with Perry? What was he thinking? Or what did he feel? Was he feeling like me now?
Inwardly I scolded myself an idiot! That was typical for me again. Hardly had something only begun, I made myself already thoughts about everything possible. With it I made only stress for myself!
"I hope you feel better now," I suddenly heard Perry's voice, which pulled me out of my confused thoughts. I turned my head to him and met his gaze.
"Oddly enough, yes. I feel so liberated somehow. So completely without problems and in tune with the world." - I looked up at the ceiling again, thinking about that feeling. Did it feel about the same when you got rid of your frustrations?
"Now don't get cheesy! But I hope you understand now that once in a while you just have to let it all out. Even if, in your case, it turns into one hell of a hot and wild night." Clearly I heard the grin in his voice, which made me grin as well.
Yes, and how that was a hot night. It was a night that neither of us would forget so quickly.
"But it can't go on like this" - Slowly I straightened up and also immediately felt the first consequences of our 'hot night', namely an aching backside.
"What do you mean?" he just asked, ignoring my pain-distorted face.
"Well I can't come here and sleep with you every time I get frustrated. Th-that's not possible" - Embarrassed, I looked to the side, as it was only now that I had said it that I had really realized what we had been up to in the first place. I had really slept with Perry Cox, my mentor and role model!
"It doesn't have to be every time. Once a year is enough" - Confused, I looked at him and just couldn't believe what he was saying. He was really offering me to vent my frustrations by spending a night with him once a year?
"N-no. We can't do that," I stuttered, already gathering my clothes to get dressed again. Even though I would have much rather stayed to continue enjoying Perry's closeness. But that would be impossible anyway, after all I knew how he stood to such things.
"You don't have any other choice anyway," Perry replied only casually and also put on his boxers again, he probably didn't think more was necessary.
"W-what? Of course I have a choice!", I indignantly said, just putting my shirt on and sitting back down on the bed, now slipping my shoes on.
"No, not really. Believe me, in a year at the latest you'll be just as frustrated as you were a few hours ago. And you won't be able to do anything about it, except for that one thing you can really use to vent. With me it's smashing labs and then getting drunk, and with you it's wild sex, and I think that's mostly with me" - Convinced of himself, he nodded affirmatively and followed me into his living room and then to the front door.
"I'm not going to let that happen. It's not right for us to do this. It'll never work," was all I said, turning to look at him again. I tried to read something in his gaze, but nothing was visible. The only thing I had in front of my eyes were those images from before, how he knelt over me, kissed me without restraint and took me at the same time.
Immediately goose bumps spread all over my body. I even thought I was going to tremble for a moment at the thought.
Perry seemed to have noticed this, because almost predator-like, he pushed me back until I felt the door against my back again and pulled me into a hot kiss.
"See you next year," he whispered, and even though we would see each other tomorrow at the hospital, I knew exactly what he meant. He didn't mean just an encounter, he meant an encounter of that kind that we had just a few minutes ago.
"We'll see about that," I replied and opened the door to go out, but I couldn't help but look at Perry again and then left. I heard the front door close and for some inexplicable reason I had to smile.
It was all so bizarre, so unreal and yet more real than anything I had ever experienced. The frustration was gone and I felt loose and liberated, at the same time indescribably satisfied.
I hadn't asked Cox why he had gone into the whole thing, because for some reason, I wanted to keep some illusion that he cared about me. And by that I didn't mean just as a friend, but as something more. For whatever reason. Anyway, I definitely didn't regret what had happened, even though I had to make sure it didn't happen again.
So that meant, by next year, I had to have found something that also helped me as much as sex with Perry did.
I stopped and looked up at the dark star-filled sky and only one thought popped into my head.
'Was it really just sex?'
I had felt so much more, lust first and foremost, but it was different than usual. Different from Elliot and anyone else I had slept with before. This time, it seemed so much more real.
I shook my head to get rid of those jumbled thoughts. This couldn't be it at all, there was no way I could ever feel anything for Perry. It was purely physical, we both knew that.
And yet, I had to smile again. Tomorrow Cox would walk through the doors of the hospital and everything would be as it was before, as if last night had never happened. And that's just fine with me. As long as I knew that night existed, as long as he knew it, I could also be sure that it had all really happened.
