Khunpol -
The vibrating of my phone when it buzzed on the table had me practically jumping to answer it, this had startled the nurse who was in the room with me. I gave her an apologetic smile before opening the messenger app. My heart sank when I saw it was only a message from Type.
He and Tharn were inviting me for a meal to thank me for helping him. I, quickly, replied that they didn't have to but after they insisted I agreed. When I put the phone back down I slumped in my chair and sighed.
It had been a month since Type and Tharn's wedding and a month since I told Champ how I felt. He had said he hadn't wanted to lose me, and that he didn't know if what he felt for me was love but he was willing to try. Champ told me to be patient and I was trying but it was hard.
I heard him tell people at the wedding that he was going after me but he hasn't done anything since. Well, that isn't exactly true. We do go for meals more and I spend a lot of time at his restaurant. However, it's just like what we did before and I still have no idea what I mean to him.
"Are you ok, Doctor?"
I jumped once again and blushed, completely forgetting I was at work and that I wasn't alone.
"Yes, thank you," I said, automatically ducking my head to hide my blush.
"Are you sure? That is the third time you have sighed in ten minutes," she said, taking the seat for patients in front of me.
I debated with myself for a moment before I noticed the ring on her wedding finger. I knew she was in her thirties and she has had that ring on since I started working here seven years ago. So, maybe she would have some advice.
"Nurse Jun, Can I ask you a question?"
She nodded and moved closer. Her bright eyes bored into mine and I felt a little exposed.
"Well, there is someone I like but they are a little dense and never knew about my feelings for them. They told me about their strange opinion on love and I got upset and confessed to them. Afterwards, when I said that we shouldn't see each other for a bit they got upset and said that they didn't want to lose me."
She had a knowing smile and reached over to pat my hand.
"Has he said he likes you the way you like him?" she asked and I stared at her with wide eyes and an open mouth.
"What?"
Nurse Jun laughed a little.
"I've seen the way you look at that handsome, young man that brings you food. It's obvious how you feel," she explained.
I blushed even more at that, had everyone seen it? After adjusting my glasses I twiddled with my fingers before I answered her.
"Well, he hasn't said that to me but he said that the thought of never seeing me didn't feel right to him. We went to our friend's wedding together a month back. I heard him tell many people he was going after me but nothing has happened since. I mean we spend more time together when we can but it's nothing different than before."
Nurse Jun nodded and tapped her chin as if she was thinking.
"You said earlier that he was dense, what did you mean?" she asked.
"Well, when it comes to love, dating and all that he has no clue. He had no idea I liked him all this time despite everything I did. I made up ridiculous excuses to see him. I would smile and blush around him and fall over my words. It was obvious to everyone else but him."
"Has he ever dated anyone before?"
I shook my head and sighed. To be fair I hadn't either and I knew I was just as clueless when it came to dating but at least I understood my feelings towards him.
"Well, it could be that he has no idea how to start going after you. So, he is maybe sticking to what he knows to keep seeing you. If he hasn't dated before he may have no idea what he's doing. My advice is for you to plan a romantic meal. Not at a restaurant but at your home, if you can, and have a really good clear talk with him. Make sure you are both clear about what you expect from one another."
My head nodded as I listened as if accepting her advice already but inside I was freaking out. A meal at my house, where we would be alone.
"Does it really have to be at my house?" I asked nervously.
"Yes, that way you won't have any interruptions from the staff at the restaurant or any people around you that may know either of you. Plus if there are other people around you may not be able to talk so openly," she explained.
Nurse Jun could probably feel my butterflies so she stood and patted my hand.
"Trust me, both of you haven't had much experience in dating, you need to know what the other one wants, then you both can be on the same page. Ok? Do it sooner rather than later, you have a week off starting tomorrow. Perfect time for it," she said before leaving to get the next patient.
I cleared my throat and shook my head as she brought in an elderly woman. The butterflies in my stomach had died down but they hadn't completely gone. Once she left I asked her if there was anyone else waiting. Nurse Jun shook her head and I asked her to go check on a few patients. She nodded and left me alone in my office.
Before my nerves could get the better of me I picked up my phone and sent Champ a text. I knew I would never be able to say it so messaging him was the next best thing.
'Hey Champ, do you fancy coming to my house for a meal tomorrow night?'
I didn't have to wait long for a reply.
'Yeah sure, shall I bring something to drink?'
'Sure, if you want. I will send you my address. See you tomorrow, let's say at seven.'
'Sure, see you then,'
My face held a permanent red tinge throughout the rest of the day. When I got home I immediately went to the store and then I spent the rest of the evening practising what I was going to cook. Then I planned what I was going to wear.
By the next day, I believed I had everything ready. Thankfully, I had chosen to cook a simple steak meal. I would make sure it was cooked before he arrived. By six o'clock everything was ready. After a quick shower and change, I finished the steaks and plated everything up.
My heart sped up as the clock ticked seven. My ears strained for that knock, however, it never came. By half seven I messaged him asking if he was running late. I got no response, he hadn't even read the message. After another ten minutes I tried calling him several times, each time it would go to voicemail.
By the time eight o'clock rolled around, I decided to clean up. I threw away the food, not feeling hungry despite eating nothing all day and went upstairs. I tried calling one more time and once again it just went to voicemail. Just as I was about to close my phone I noticed Type's number.
"Doc?" Type asked.
"Hello, Type. I'm sorry to call so late but I was wondering if you had seen or heard from Champ today?" I asked.
"Yeah, I went by his place earlier, why?" he asked.
"Oh it's nothing bad, I have tried calling him but it keeps going to voicemail."
"Well, he said that he was doing inventory tonight as he had nothing to do so he had probably left his phone in the office. Try calling the restaurant he might hear that better," he suggested.
"Oh, ok thank you," I said weakly as I hung up.
'He said he had nothing to do tonight, did he forget?' I thought to myself as tears started to build up in my eyes.
'Champ has always been a forgetful type of man so why was I so upset over this?' I asked myself as I climbed into bed.
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Champ tried calling me over the next week but I decided to ignore them. I was still upset and didn't think it would be a good idea to speak to him. He sent message after message asking if I was ok and that he was sorry he forgot. He suggested we do it another time and I didn't respond. I wanted him to know I was upset with him.
A part of me knew I was being childish by ignoring him but another part of me thought this was the kick I needed to finally start to get over him and move on. I wanted to be with someone that wanted to be with me, Champ didn't seem to be that someone.
Whenever I started to feel better and thought about giving him a chance I would remember that I had sent him my address. If he wanted to make it up to me why hasn't he come over?
---
A week later, I returned to work looking worse than ever. After a week off I should have looked refreshed but I had spent the majority of it curled up in bed crying. Dramatic I know but it felt like I was losing a part of me.
Nurse Jun had smiled sadly at me as she followed me into my office. She sat down in the seat she had been in when she had given me the advice before.
"I take it things didn't go well?" she asked.
I shook my head and turned my computer on hoping she would take the hint that I didn't want to talk about it.
"I'm sorry, I get you probably don't want to talk about it but can I just say one thing?" she asked and I nodded. "That young man came here looking for you. He seemed very upset and worried. When we told him you had a week off, his shoulders slumped. Obviously, I don't know what happened but at least give him a chance to explain."
She left and I sighed once she closed the door. I had thought about that but then dismissed it. Missing the date because something came up was one thing, simply forgetting about it was another. I know Champ most likely didn't think it had been a date but that shouldn't matter.
A few hours later I left the office to find something to eat. A part of me wondered if Champ would be waiting for me like he usually did, but another part hoped he wasn't.
Someone was waiting for me with food but it wasn't Champ. A young man smiled up at me as he walked up and held out a bag of food.
"You're Doctor Khunpol right?" he asked and I nodded slowly taking the bag.
"My name is Twitch, I just started working at Number five. The boss man asked me to bring you your food and to give you this," he said as he also handed me a small bit of paper.
I nodded and thanked him. He smiled brightly and walked off whistling. Dejectedly, I walked outside the hospital to one of the benches we would often sit at to eat. Another part of me hoped he was waiting at the benches. Again, there was someone there but it wasn't Champ.
"Hello," the young man smiled at me as I sat on the bench opposite him.
I nodded my greeting, not feeling like chatting.
"Great day isn't it?" he asked with a much too cheery voice.
Again, I nodded my answer as I unfolded the piece of paper.
'Doc, make sure you are eating, ok?'
That was all it said and I felt like screaming. There was no apology, no asking for another chance, just a comment on eating right. I crumpled the small paper in my hand and clenched my fist.
"Are you ok?" the young man asked.
Instead of replying I stood up and handed him the bag. He looked at me in confusion as he slowly took it from me.
"You can have it, I'm not hungry," was all I said to him before walking off.
I made sure to throw the paper in the bin as I walked past one. When I got back to the office I sent Champ one single message before turning my phone off.
'Don't send me any more food, I don't want it!'
Champ -
When the message on my phone pinged I had smiled, however, my smile soon faded into a frown. Type and No were looking at me as my eyebrows knitted together.
"What's up with you?" Type asked.
I handed him the phone and he read the message before handing it back. No leaned over Type's shoulder to see what it was.
"Why is the doc angry at you?" No asked loudly.
"I'm not sure," I said, scratching my head.
"Think! You must have done something to upset him," Type said.
I thought about it and the only thing I could think of was forgetting about the meal. That couldn't be it though, I had missed meals before.
"The only thing I can think of was last week. He had asked me to go to his place for a meal. I had forgotten and did an inventory inside. I didn't remember until several hours later when I saw the messages from him and the missed calls," I explained.
"That explains why he called me to see if I had seen you," Type muttered before asking. "Was there anything special about that meal?"
I shook my head, "No it was just a meal, the only difference was that we would be at his home instead of here or at a restaurant."
"Come on Champ, you know how he feels about you. Doc might not have thought it was just a meal," No teased.
"What can I do? He doesn't read my messages or answer my calls. I doubt, if I go to the hospital, he will see me."
"You have to try Champ," Type suggested. "I'll find out what time he finishes today, go and pick him up."
---
A few hours later and here I was waiting for Doc outside the hospital. I had no idea what I was going to say to him but I had to at least try. Ever since he told me he liked me, I have been thinking hard about what I feel.
Even when we were in college I was always touching him in some way. He always looked so cute I couldn't help patting his head or stroking his arm. Then when I saw him again it just felt natural. I always found him so cute when he would stammer over his words or blush.
I know I like him. At first, I thought it was the same type of like I had for No, Type and Tharn but after he confessed and said we should stay apart for a while I realised it was more than that.
My heart races whenever I see him, his smile makes my stomach flip and when I touch him I can feel the rising heat filling my face. After I told him and people at the wedding that I was going after him I had no idea how to do it. I thought spending time together like we had been doing was a good way to start but something tells me now that maybe that wasn't enough.
I almost jumped for joy when I finally saw him walking out but my smile fell when I realised he wasn't alone. Another man was with him and he was smiling at Doc and talking rapidly.
I hid behind my car as I saw them approaching.
"I'm happy you agreed to go for a meal with me," the stranger said.
"It's ok, I was planning to go for a meal anyway," Doc said but he sounded strange.
His voice seemed dead and cold, a little like when he called me an idiot and said we should not see each other for a bit. Usually, the Doc's voice was always soft and excited, it had started doing things to my body.
"Well, either way, I am still glad. Shall I follow you in my car?"
Doc nodded before getting into his car and driving away. Another car followed him and I just stood there staring after them.
'Are they going on a date?' I thought.
I stood there for several minutes before getting into my car. With no clue as to what to do now, I automatically drove back to the restaurant. However, when I got there I didn't get out of the car. Instead, I looked through our messages trying to figure out what to do.
Many of the more recent messages were from me, except the last one from him. When I scrolled back to when he had asked me to have a meal with him I saw a text I hadn't noticed before. It was his address.
I remembered that he said he would send me his address but it had been about half an hour later and I hadn't seen the message. When I noticed the messages and missed calls I had completely overlooked that one.
Instantly, I started the car and headed out. He wasn't home as I expected so I decided to wait, trying my hardest not to think about him on a date.
Almost two hours later, his car pulled in and I got out of my car. He was surprised but then his face turned cold and he walked right past me without saying a word. Slowly, I followed him inside.
Doc kept his back to me as he moved through his house and I honestly had no idea what it looked like as my eyes were focused on him. He walked off into what looked like a kitchen so I stopped in the living room and waited for him to return. A few minutes later he came back out with two small glasses of water. I took the offered one and down it like it was a shot of whiskey.
Doc took a seat on one of the chairs and I sat across from him eyeing him nervously.
"Why are you here Champ?" he asked, his voice still cold as ice and distant.
I hated how it sounded. His voice had always made me smile, it was light and happy just like he was. However, now he looked guarded and cold like he was expecting me to attack or something.
"I came to apologise," I started but he cut me off.
"You've already apologised by text."
"Yes, I know but that was only because you wouldn't answer the phone and you weren't at work. I had forgotten you were sending me your address that night and didn't see it when I looked at my phone and remembered. Instead, all I saw was the missed calls and the texts asking where I was," I explained.
He nodded and sighed, it was a start, at least he didn't look angry now.
"I know I messed up that night. After you had asked me out there had been an issue with one of the ovens and it just slipped out of my mind. I know it's no excuse but at least you know why I forgot. I'm sorry, I didn't forget on purpose."
Doc sighed again and it was taking everything in me not to run over and hold him. Instead, I slowly stood and walked over, took a seat on the small coffee table that had been between us and placed a hand on his clasped ones.
"Please Khunpol, forgive me," I begged. "I don't know what I can do to make it right but I'm willing to try anything."
"I don't know what you can do to fix it either," he whispered, his head hung low so I couldn't see his face.
I placed my thumb and forefinger under his chin, forcing him to raise his head. His eyes looked misty as if he was close to crying. Moving my hand to his cheek, I gently stroked my thumb across his cheek.
"Can you tell me what exactly I did wrong, I don't think you are just upset that I forgot. I think there is something else, can you tell me?" I asked.
"That night I asked you to come here for a meal because … well I … I wanted to …" he stammered and blushed.
"Because what?" I urged.
"Well, because that night I wanted to talk about us," he said quietly.
"What about us?" I asked, wondering if he was going to say about staying away from each other again.
Doc fidgeted again, rubbing his hands on his legs. He tried to speak several times but still couldn't find the words. So, I took hold of his hands and brought them up to my mouth for a sweet kiss. I have seen Tharn do this many times with Type.
Khunpol -
His lips touched my hands and it ignited something within me that sent hot flashes up my cheeks. I wanted him to kiss me all over my body, not just my hands.
"I talked with a colleague at work about us. I was frustrated that nothing had changed after you said that you were going after me. She suggested that maybe you didn't know how to go after me, since you weren't experienced in dating. So, she suggested that we have a meal somewhere private like my house."
I could feel my throat constricting, knowing I was getting too close to being embarrassed and clamming up. Taking a deep breath, I steeled my nerves and looked him in the eye. I needed to say this, it was now or never.
"If we were at a restaurant, we would be interrupted or feel too shy to talk about it out loud. I wanted to talk to you about how we could move forward if you wanted to. Eating with you has been great but that is all we have been doing. I want more. So, I asked you to dinner but you never showed up."
I could feel the tears starting to fall.
"I know you didn't mean to forget, but I decided it was the sign I needed to start to get over you. It felt like, even despite you saying you would try. This felt too one-sided like I was putting all the effort in trying to make our relationship work."
"So, I thought if I didn't speak to you for a while. If I kept my distance then I could do just that. That way we could become friends again," his hands gripped mine tighter.
I know he wanted to argue, to disagree but I knew it was something I had to do now before I got hurt again later.
"I'm sorry Champ, I know you think you like me and in some ways you probably do. However, I don't think it's enough not anymore," I said before taking a deep, shaky breath.
"Please Doc, I don't want to lose you," he said, pulling me up and into him, crushing me against him.
His strong arms around my waist felt good and his scent filled my nostrils. It instantly relaxed me. He smelt of food and musk and it was driving me wild. Eventually, he moved back a little but didn't fully release me. His face was inches from mine and I could see a look of pure determination in his eyes.
Before I could say anything he leaned into me and claimed my lips with his own. There was no other way to explain it, his kiss felt like he was claiming me. Our mouths melded together as if we had been kissing for years.
When he moved down my neck I involuntarily moaned and instantly blushed. Champ moved back and smirked at me. My cheeks were hot as I looked everywhere but at him. After another minute, I managed to find the courage to look him in the eyes.
"Why did you …" I started but couldn't finish.
"Why did I what? Kiss you or stop?" he smirked again.
I groaned and covered my face with my hands. His gentle grip on my wrists startled me so much that I allowed him to pull them away from my face.
"Khunpol, I want to be with you. It's true that after Type's wedding I had no idea how to go about it. For a long time, I was convinced love was pointless but then you came back into my life. Every time we were together I wanted to hold your hand, kiss you and other things but I had no idea how to start. I thought that if we kept meeting for meals then the opportunity would present itself or maybe you would try," he sighed.
"That day when you asked me to come here I had assumed it would be the same type of meal, I had no idea that it was going to be anything else. I know I shouldn't have forgotten and I will do my best to never forget again, but can you be patient with me? As your colleague said, I have no clue what I am doing here, so I might get things wrong or make many mistakes. Do you think you can?"
He gave me his best puppy dog eyes and I was powerless to resist. So, instead of speaking I did what I do best and blushed whilst nodding. Champ smiled and I couldn't resist leaning forward and giving him a light kiss.
Champ pulled me back to him and I sighed happily, enjoying his warmth, the feel of him that I never want to let go of.
"Does this mean you have forgiven me?" he said against my neck and I nodded. "Then can you tell me who that guy was, the one you were with earlier? I came to meet you after work and saw you leaving with a guy talking about going for a meal."
I pulled back slightly and smiled softly. He looked a little jealous.
"Oh him, his name was Benny, he was a relative of a patient at the hospital. Not one of mine. Anyway, the last time you sent food to me I had given it to him in anger. He tracked me down and wanted to thank me for the meal by taking me to dinner. Naturally, I refused saying he didn't need to bother but he was very insistent. Benny waited until I was finished for the day and wouldn't take no for an answer. Well, by then I was a little tired and only agreed because I didn't want to eat alone again."
I, quickly, adjusted my glasses before nervously stepping away. It felt like I was confessing to being unfaithful.
"Well, at dinner he chatted away and didn't seem put off by my silence. He did ask about it but then when I didn't respond he suggested I was just tired from work. After the meal, he walked me to my car and asked if he could see me again. I thanked him for the company but said that I liked someone else. He nodded, shrugged his shoulders then left after waving goodbye," I explained.
When he had asked me I had hated the idea of hurting him as he was a friendly guy, but he took it rather well. I doubt I would see him again.
Champ thought over what I said and nodded looking happy with my answer. He pulled me back to him and kissed me again, softly this time. I sighed into his kiss and could feel my legs going weak.
"So, Doc, will you be my boyfriend?" he asked after he released my lips.
I didn't trust my voice to break so I nodded earnestly and kissed him back.
----
It had been almost a month since Champ finally asked me to be his boyfriend. Everyone at work instantly knew I had someone as I couldn't stop smiling and I was glowing, that's what nurse Jun had told me. Especially when Champ came by.
We would still meet up for meals but now he would hold my hand and kiss me, just a light peck but it still sent my heart racing.
"Oh to be young and in love again," Nurse Jun sighed wistfully as she watched me try and fail to not think about Champ.
I blushed even brighter and she laughed. Her smile was infectious and I found the attempt at glaring at her teasing to be pointless. Luckily, the phone rang so I was saved from her teasing at least for a short time.
Later that night, Champ was again waiting for me at home. He was standing by his car holding a couple of bags. He held them up to show me as I got out of my car.
"I'm going to cook you dinner," he said beaming.
So, whilst I had a shower and got changed he did make me something to eat. The smell wafted up to my room and had me drooling, I couldn't wait to eat. When I finally made it downstairs he had not only set the table but the entire room was set up in a romantic atmosphere.
There were candles everywhere, as well as soft music playing. My heart filled as he held out my chair for me. He gave me a quick kiss before disappearing into the kitchen and returning with two plates. Champ then poured us both a glass of wine and we clink our glasses before tucking in.
After we finished, he started to clear up and refused to allow me to help, no matter how much I protested. Once he was done he held out his hand for me and pulled me up, out of the chair.
"What time are you working tomorrow?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I smiled at him as I wrapped mine around his shoulders.
"I have the next three days off," I informed him.
A strange look crossed over his face before a smirk rose. Before I could question it, he spun me around and backed me up against the nearest wall. His strong, lean body was now flushed up against mine and it took my breath away.
"Champ?" I whispered once I felt able to breathe again.
Champ didn't answer me well, not in words anyway. Instead, he captured my mouth in his for a searing kiss that left me breathless once again. The hard planes of his body were rubbing against mine and I could feel a very hard outline of something lower down.
His hands slowly moved under my shirt pulling it up in the process. Our lips parted briefly to allow him to remove it before his mouth found mine again. He then moved down my neck and chest. Champ licked and nipped his way all over my body and all I could do was grip his hair and moan.
"Doc?"
His voice filtered through the pleasure enough for me to open my eyes and look down. He was now kneeling and his face was level with my very obvious erection. I blushed at the dirty images that flitted through my mind.
With a wide smirk, he rubbed his face over my clothed member and I almost collapsed from the pleasure.
"Let's go to your bedroom?" he said as he stood up.
Without waiting for me to reply, he took my hand and led me back upstairs. A part of my rational brain wanted to ask how he knew where my bedroom was but as soon as we stepped inside he removed his black t-shirt, revealing his bare chest to me for the very first time since college and all rational thought left me.
He had filled out a little more since then. Champ had always been muscular but he wasn't as pronounced as he was now. He was all hard lines and muscle and I almost swooned at the sight.
"Champ?" I managed to squeak out before he pulled me to him once again.
I was led to the bed and gently laid down on it. Champ hovered over me straddling my waist whilst staring into my eyes. I guessed he was asking for some kind of permission to continue so, again, not trusting my voice I nodded.
His smile lit up his face as his hand softly stroked my cheek before moving lower. Champ's fingers ghosted over my chest and abs, the sensation of being caressed was intoxicating. I could feel my back arching into his touch.
Reality flashed through me when I felt him hook a finger in my slacks and underwear. With one strong pull, I was naked in front of him. Champ moved back and stood up surveying me. I could feel my pale skin heating up and I wanted to cover myself up in embarrassment. My erection was pointing straight up against my stomach and it throbbed to be touched.
Champ slowly undid his jeans and slid them with his underwear down his legs. His thick cock bounced a little at being freed and I groaned at the thought of that sliding into me.
"Do you have any lube?" he asked me hungrily.
I tried to turnover, but with Champ now sitting on top of me I was forced to point to my side table.
"It's in the drawer."
As he crawled further up me on all fours, I could feel his body heat and his breathing across my skin. Our eyes stayed locked as he fondled in the drawer.
I watched him pull out the new bottle of lube and a fresh pack of condoms I had bought a few weeks ago. Since our relationship had gotten deeper I thought it would be good to be prepared. Though I had gone to a pharmacy far away from where I live and work, I wore a black hat and dark glasses.
Champ moved back on top of me only to flip me over so I was lying on my front, I wanted to see what he was doing. However, when I tried to move back, he growled at me to stay still and I don't know how but my hard cock got even harder at the sound.
Eventually, I felt a sudden cold gel being poured in between my ass cheeks and I quivered at the feeling. I could feel one of his fingers lapping around my hole as he spread the fluid around. Unbeknownst to myself, I started moving my ass a little wanting him to enter me.
He got the gist and pushed his digit in. I moaned loudly at the feel of his finger stretching me. My back arched slightly, then he pulled my ass out towards him even more as he thrust his fingers in and out before adding another finger.
I was going insane with pleasure but his fingers weren't enough. I needed more.
"Please! Champ!" I begged though I had no idea what I was begging for.
However, Champ seemed to understand. I whimpered at the loss of his fingers but then stilled at the sound of a wrapper being ripped open.
My head swivelled around in time to watch him roll the condom onto his huge cock before applying more lube. He then pulled my hips back, forcing me to move down the bed so I was kneeling just on the edge. I felt him rub his erection across my hole before finally pushing in.
It stung and I hissed. Champ stilled behind me only the head of his cock inside me.
"It's ok Champ, please keep going," I begged though my eyes were scrunched uptight.
He had been bigger than I had expected and the dildo I had bought years ago paled in comparison.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you!" he asked, rubbing my hips.
Instead of answering him with words I slowly moved my hips, forcing more of his cock inside me. The further I went the more pronounced the pain became. I considered stopping and saying we could try again another time.
Then, I felt my ass cheeks touch his pelvis and I knew he was balls deep inside me. I took slow deep breaths and tried my best to relax my muscles. Champ's hands on my hips were shaking slightly.
"Champ, move!" I told him and he obeyed.
Slowly, he pulled back before pushing back in. My hands scrunched up into fists to fight through the pain. Again, I was close to telling him to stop, it was hurting too much.
Just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Champ's erection rubbed something inside me and it sent a shockwave of pleasure through me. He did it again and again, I shivered at the feeling.
I could feel Champ's hands come around my chest to pull me up so I was kneeling now with my back flush against his chest. This new angle allowed him to brush past what I assumed was my prostate again and I moaned.
Champ kissed, licked and nipped up my neck and onto my ear. My hands moved around to grip his hips as he started to pick up the pace. One of his hands rubbed and pinched my chest whilst the other gripped my cock and started pumping it in time with his thrusts.
I was moaning in earnest now and it turned me on even more to hear his grunts and moans against my ear. It was over-stimulating and I thought I would go insane before it ended. When I felt him still his hand and his cock, I had thought he had cummed but then he moved me up the bed. We never lost contact in any way as he slowly lowered me down and continued to thrust into me.
The coolness of the sheet beneath and the heat of his body behind me was too much. My cock rubbed against my stomach and the sheet, I could feel the coiling in my lower stomach.
"Champ! I'm gonna …." I started but a moan prevented me from finishing.
"Cum for me Doc," he moaned as his hips sped up.
The sound of slapping skin and wild moans filled the room and there was nothing I could do. I came with a large cry and squeezed him. Champ came with a guttural sound not long after me. A part of me passed out for a moment but once I came, I could still feel Champ inside and on top of me.
Not wanting to dispel anything I remained quiet, loving his weight. I was so lost in his weight that it took me longer than it should, to realise he was getting hard again inside me.
I whimpered as he removed his weight and his cock from me. He flipped me over so I was now on my back and immediately went for my cock. His mouth tasted every inch of my quickly hardening cock.
"You taste so good," he moaned.
Despite what we had just done I blushed and wanted to hide away but he had other plans. Champ leaned back and pulled the condom off before leaning over and throwing it into the small bin I had beside the side table. He then got another condom and put it on. After applying some more lube he pulled my legs up and guided himself back in.
I felt sore but moaned at the feeling of him stretching me again. He thrust into me in quick successions that had my erection jerking and leaking with pre-cum. I had no idea what to do with my hands so I gripped the sheets until he pulled them free and locked our fingers together.
With our hands clasped he lifted my arms over my head and claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. Our tongues rubbed together in time with his hips as he was now pounding into me as if the world was ending.
I couldn't help but moan into his mouth as I came, this time no one had touched my cock and I came just from him fucking me. The thought had waves and waves of pleasure coiling through my heart and the knowledge only he could do this.
Champ pulled back and quickened his already fast pace. Suddenly, he pulled out, ripped the condom off and pumped himself until hot, white liquid coated my stomach mixing in with mine. He rubbed his softening cock in the fluid before collapsing next to me.
We panted next to each other. I knew I should clean myself up but my limbs felt like jelly and I could not muster up the strength to move. Champ must have sensed my slight discomfort and rose to get a washcloth. He made sure to clean me fully before moving the covers back so that I was underneath it before he climbed in beside me.
He wrapped me in his arms and spooned me, feeling his chest on my back was comforting. Languidly, I rested my head on his arm and my hands gripped his.
"I love you Doc," he whispered.
With wide eyes, I lifted my head and stared up into his smiling face. His dark brown orbs looked sleepy but were filled with love. A smile broke out and I hid my face in his chest as I dared speak the words I have longed to say in seven years.
"I love you too, Champ!"