Chapter 42: The Check-up
"O magic sleep! O comfortable bird,
That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind
Till it is hush'd and smooth!" – John Keats
"I shall light a candle of understanding in their heart, which shall not be put out." – Apocrypha, II Esdras
"He jests at scars that never felt a wound." – William Shakespeare
Sydney woke the following morning to a brightly sunlit bedroom. She was still on top of Vaughn, who was sleeping soundlessly and peacefully. It was one of the first mornings that she had woken to find him actually in a state of what she'd call rest. Other mornings, his face was always clouded by thoughts and dreams of events he didn't wish to revisit. But not this morning. The sunlight cast a gold glow over the room, making Vaughn look healthier than he was. His skin took on a tan look, and Sydney smiled because there were no creases in his forehead. She traced the outline of this face, resting on his dimpled chin and placing a feather-light kiss on his neck. His face was shadowed in a light stubble, and had Tom not been coming over today, she would have encouraged him to keep it. He looked damn sexy with it. She could still feel him inside her, softer but the presence still strongly there. She resisted the urge to squeeze him in his sleep, knowing that it would bring an end to his peaceful slumber. The temptation grew to be too overbearing however, and after a few minutes staring at his handsome face and sexy stubble all aglow in the sunlit room, the motion was almost involuntary.
He stirred but did not wake fully, and Sydney was mildly surprised. She felt a wave of mischief and squeezed him much harder. He moaned in his slumber, and Sydney was taken with a particularly kinky thought: if she could make him come without waking, it might replace some of those nasty nightmares he had. She grinned in anticipation and made sure her next movements were deliberate, yet soft enough that it wouldn't rouse him. She smiled devilishly at this new game as she moved her hips in circles, alternating squeezing him and pumping his shaft with her muscles. She was wet in an instant and he was making soft moaning sounds that came from deep in his chest. My God, she thought, that is even sexier – the stubble and the chest moan! She moved up slightly and nipped on his earlobe, sucking it into her mouth as his body started to respond to her fully. His penis was already growing inside her and she could feel her walls beginning to expand to accommodate his full, erect size. She smiled and moved to below his ear, sucking on the spot that drove him insane. His head moved towards her, nuzzling her while she kissed him. Then she moved to his neck, moving up and down on his shaft, slowly undulating herself on his member. His head started to move from side to side on the pillow, and his face broke out in the most adorable furrow. She smiled as she noted his reaction to her. She thought of an even eviler plan and sat up on him, riding him slowly, but purposefully, with intent. Her body knew his perfectly, and she knew exactly what would make him squirm. She leaned back so her hands rested on his legs and watched as new emotions wafted across his face. His hips began to aid her in her movements, bringing them both closer to release. He would moan on every down stroke as she took him in her fully. His legs were starting to shake, and she knew that his release was very close on the horizon. She leaned back down until her mouth was right next to his ear and whispered, "Good Morning, Michael…come…" and then nibbled on his ear and the spot below it. He let out a long moan and shot into her. She continued to pump him with her muscles until his movements stopped and she felt his last spurt subside. Then she lay down on his chest again as his hand came around to rest on her back.
"Holy shit Sydney…" were his first words of the morning.
"Did you enjoy that?" she asked smiling widely.
"I totally thought it was a dream…it would have been a helluva one too…WOW. It was like a surround sound movie there…full throttle…" he laughed quietly, "Good Morning by the way, what a nice way to wake up…can we do that every morning?" he asked innocently.
"Um, no, I don't think so…cause we'd never get out of bed then."
"Well, that's fine with me baby."
"I know…but sometimes, there are other things on the agenda, like for instance, a certain doctor paying us a visit today."
"Oh, yeah…I kind of forgot, after all the…stimulation you've been providing. Do you think I'm getting enough exercise?"
"I'd say it's been adequate."
"I'd say it's been amazing."
"Well put, Mr. Vaughn."
"I like waking up inside you…"
"Hmm…me too…and I hate to tell you, but we should really dislodge ourselves here, we've got to get ready for our company today."
He pouted like a little boy, "Oh, alright…"
She eased herself off of him, covered him back up with the blanket and threw on her robe.
"You want breakfast?"
"Yeah, ok…"
"What do you want? Oatmeal again? I can see if Will and Francie are still here, she might have whipped something up…"
"You can pick…I don't really care."
"Ok…be back in a few."
She went out into the kitchen in a really good mood. She fed Donovan and filled his water dish. She was just about to take out something to make for breakfast when Will scared the living daylights out of her.
"Hey, sorry…I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's ok, I thought you and Fran had left for the day already."
"Fran went into the restaurant early to take care of some things, but she's gonna be back by the time that doctor gets here…and I stuck around…took the dog for a walk…"
"That was thoughtful of you, thanks. Why is Fran coming back for the doctor?"
"We thought it might be nice if he could see the support that Vaughn was getting."
"You guys are amazing."
Will was smiling at her, "What?" she asked.
"You're the one who's amazing…"
"Thanks Will…that's sweet…did you eat? Cause I was going to make Vaughn and I something."
"I'm good. I think I'll go for a quick run."
"Ok, I'll see you later."
She watched him leave and smiled and then went back to making breakfast. She stuck with simple food, eggs and toast, and took the food and some juice into the bedroom. Vaughn's eyes were closed, and she wondered if he had fallen back to sleep, but when he heard her put the tray down, he opened his eyes.
"You ok?" she asked.
"Yeah, just resting…"
"Good…that's what you're supposed to be doing…I made eggs and toast, that ok?"
"That's fine…" He attempted to sit up himself, and did so rather successfully, but with a fair amount of pain. Sydney didn't hover though, nor did she rush over to help. She realized that he was determined to do things on his own, and she couldn't fault him for that, unless he was going to hurt himself terribly.
"Well, I sort of achieved the goal I set for myself," he said.
She smiled knowingly, "I see that…that was good…" then she moved to help him sit up the rest of the way.
They had an enjoyable breakfast, and Vaughn seemed to be rather relaxed, considering that in a few short hours, Dr. Tom would be making his appearance.
After breakfast, Sydney brought a tub of hot water and a washcloth and towel, to clean Vaughn up from their dalliances over the last 24 hours. She lathered up his face so he could shave, which he did on his own again, and he smiled when Sydney indicated that she thought the stubble was sexy. "I'll leave it on another day for you…" he promised.
"Alright," she pouted.
She changed his bandages and they did the deep breathing before Sydney reapplied the rib wrap. She made sure he got his pain medication all before helping him dress for the day. She dressed him in better clothes than he'd been wearing for just lounging around, but still easy enough to get off for the exam that Tom was certainly going to perform. Once she was done and he was all dressed, she had to hand it to herself; the man looked incredible when he dressed himself, but she did a bang-up job too. She was smiling, admiring her work, when Vaughn looked at her strangely.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing, just admiring the view…"
"You keep talking like that, and Tom will walk in on some of that stuff we tried to hide from the hospital staff at Good Samaritan."
She smiled and kissed him, "I'm going to take a shower, ok? I'll be back in a while, you be ok?"
"Yeah…" he sighed.
"What?"
"I want to take a shower with you…" he said pouting.
"Soon enough, honey, soon enough." She kissed him once more and left the bedroom.
She took a quick shower and came back into the bedroom wearing only towels.
Vaughn groaned when he saw her, "Oh come on…that's so mean."
"What?" she asked innocently.
"You come in here dressed…dressed like that! And I'm not supposed to react? Are you nuts or just trying to drive me to insanity? More than I already am…" he quipped.
"I didn't know that towels turned you on Vaughn," Sydney joked.
"It ain't the towels honey, it's what's under them…" he smiled wickedly.
She made a point to let the towel drop before she reached the closet, "Oops!" she said as she bent over to pick it up.
"Oh. My. God. Sydney!" he moaned breathily.
She laughed and pulled on some clothes, then came back to the bed, "Sorry, I shouldn't tease you so much on your examination day," she nuzzled his nose.
"Just as long as you make up for it later," he said.
"Tell you what, if you pass your exam, we'll celebrate…"
"You make it sound like it's a test…"
"It is, everything is a test Mr. Vaughn…" she lost it before she could sound halfway serious though and he giggled with her.
