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#i don't want to go to the gynecologist
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they should invent a me that gets a period
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karmaphone · 1 year
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anyway I think people are missing the point of the movie where Barbie becomes human and gets a vagina. she never had a choice about becoming human - that much was clear from the Weird Barbie heel/Birkenstock gag (and echoed in her 'choice' to become human - she was feeling and experiencing personhood anyway before she was offered a 'choice') what was also clear is that this is a growing up movie about Becoming Aware Of Things, like becoming aware of the patriarchy and how you're behaving affects other people, especially under that framework. growing up you absolutely wish you could go back to not thinking and floating in this dreamland of childhood safety, but you try to return to that only to find it in ruins, infected by a disease you weren't even aware of before. 'haha being a human woman means getting a pussy and that's a bad message to send' is a baby-ass analysis of it and you know it. growing up also means becoming aware of your genitals - and what it means to take care of them properly, especially in a society that doesn't want to talk about your genitals or put in proper efforts into caring for them
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angelicgarnet · 6 months
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worked up the nerve to finally make this appointment and they're closed . 🧍‍♀️
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2024skin · 1 year
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can't decide if I want to be a gynecologist or if I want to marry one
#If I marry one we can open a practice together and she can oversee cesarean sections#and that guarantees I can prescribe medicine in any US state without needing to get approval from a man nor from any physician#Whom I have no way of vetting the level of work they've done to unlearn a male medical bias or to be pro woman in their practice#And /I/ don't have to go to med school and learn science that is primarily based around the male body for 5 years#despite my goal profession(s) being centered entirely around female health & biology. And /i/ don't have to pay for med school#but on the other hand. I COULD become a gynecologist and then#I could do exactly the same job I want to do as a nurse + I am a fucking Doctor + a woman in STEM + I get the same benefit of being able#to write prescriptions as I would if I married an OB/gyn and there's no barriers depending on the state I work in#+ I can perform cesarean sections and I don't have to leave my patients safety in the hands of the nearest hospital surgeon#In the event of an EMERGENCY. like if you want something done right you gotta do it yourself and all that#and also I make hella bank as a doctor like I make some hardcore moolah#Money is a good idea most of the time in my opinion#But at the same time like. Do /I/ wanna be in charge of cutting a woman open? Uhhhhhhhh#I mean. I smoke weed yall. and I watch children cartoons all day. And I'm like a b average student#Can /I/ really be trusted to cut a child out of a woman with no casualties?? Like idfk tbh. TBH#I don't know if I have it in me. Like idk#I know no healthcare job is okay to be mediocre at. I feel like I could excel at being a midwife but totally unconfident about being#a doctor. I don't think that adds up like that doesn't make sense but idk if it means I should rethink being a doctor or being a nurse
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seawitchkaraoke · 1 year
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I used to rarely get any (noticeable) PMS symptoms and now I'm in my mid twenties and like a week before my period, I start just having suuuper low energy no matter how much sleep I get or how well I eat, my ADHD meds lose at least 50% of their effectiveness and worst of all, I randomly feel super nauseous and sometimes do actually throw up. I do not! Like this!
Today's my first day on my period and I'm in pain, but wow suddenly I have energy again? I am motivated to clean my room? My meds kicked in? Wtf
Anyway I refuse to do this for the next 20 or so years, so I should probably bite the bullet and get to a gynecologist and talk about birth control pills (and then potentially eventually implants and such). Though me being enby complicates that bc I absolutely do not want more estrogen in my body - there's options without it but... Yeah.
I don't actually have a gynecologist. I know I should have one, and get regular checkups even when I'm not having sex but like.... The combo of being ace and enby and uncomfortable with the idea of all that plus the adhd making making phone calls hard.... Yeah.
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opossumanon · 2 months
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"Transandrophobia isn't real"
A few years back my grandparents and I wanted to see a gynecologist for reasons, I was under 18, but every gynecologist that worked with minors refused to take trans boys. I haven't had a single bit of medical transition unless you count birth control. I have a vagina and boobs. Everything about my body is female but I was denied care because my hair was short and I had a deeper voice.
And when I tried explaining this to a transphobe they went "Well yeah they don't want mentally ill people"
My exclusion was based off of me being too masculine. Y'know, the thing that transandrophobes claim doesn't exist?
Transmascs go through the same shit transfems do. Transandrophobes need to stop shitting on us to feel superior and get a fucking life.
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raspberryconverse · 1 year
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Me, to my spouse: Did you call the gynecologist? Mable, jumping off the couch: BORK! Me: See, even Mable wants you to call the gynecologist.
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thehauntedetheral · 2 months
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Yan Husband x Pregnant Reader ~
Requests are open!
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• You and your husband has been married for 3 years and you have a happy marriage that your life couldn't get any better
• Until one day you realise your period has been late a few weeks. You take a pregnancy test and found out you guys are gonna become parents.
• You told yan about your pregnancy and now you are the happiest couple in world. You always thought yan husband is very protective? Well get ready darling because this man is gonna get double protective and stress out about every single thing till the baby is born.
• Yan Husband who hires the most famous, experienced and expensive gynecologist in city.
• Buys every pregnancy book available and remembers every single thing mentioned in it
• Food cravings? My love he would go buy anything even at middle of night. But you wanted from that specific shop? Well then he is going to make owner open the shop and make food for you at the middle of night no in between.
• Makes the most nutritious breakfast, lunch, dinner by himself. Makes you eat fruits, homemade smoothies that even professional fitness coaches plan is colourless compared to his.
• Reads so many pregnancy articles, cases and watches video. The only thing remaining now is getting a medical degree which he thinks upon to get just in case which you have to put a stop on.
• Constantly checking your blood pressure, sugar levels, pulse that he has become personal doctor of yours.
• Going with you on walks, doing yoga together.
• Buys all the baby stuff with the most safety guarantee even if the price is ridiculous. When it comes to you and baby nothing is expensive.
• Takes leave from work or work from home throughout your pregnancy. Won't let you go out of his sight.
• Won't even let you lift a finger and you are thinking about continuing job? THAT'S JUST STRAIGHT UP NO.
• Baby proofs that whole house. Always looking up at nutritious recipes for pregnant ladies on internet.
• Buys everything that he finds adorable and spending unnecessarily very high that you have to sit him down and explain the budget but still doesn't listen.
• Wants Baby to look like you because you are the most beautiful person in this world for him.
• Attends every doctor's appointment with you like a ritual and bores doctor to death with his constant questions about your pregnancy. Don't be surprised if you find him talking to doctor and asking a question at two in night.
• Talks and kisses to your baby bump everyday and mostly talk about you to baby telling how much lucky he is to have you and how much he loves you both.
• Has multiple panick attacks through out your pregnancy just thinking about you and baby's safety.
• When your water broke and the contraction begins he is just a centimetre away from having a heart attack.
• When you are under going labour threatens doctor that if anything happens to you or the baby the doctor will become a dead body.
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mariclerc · 8 months
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An unexpected role | cl16
Summary: You revealed your little secret to your date, you didn't expect he would take it so well.
Warning: fluffy Charles, step dad!Charles, some tears while storytelling.
a/n: This is a little long story, but I hope you like it! Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9
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You never thought you'd go back to dating after the way your last relationship ended, which wasn't in a pleasant way... But here you were, in a coffee shop with a guy who was a known friend to your bestie, Lola, what seemed strange to you is that you never heard her talk about him... And obviously she hardly talked about him, since he is a racing driver.
To your surprise the date was going very well, you seemed to be in a fairy tale or something similar, you had a good feeling in your chest and it had been a long time since you had felt that way with someone.
“But I'm done talking about myself... Tell me more about yourself” He said while giving you a little smile, he told you about his races and that seemed very interesting to you, you used to be a Formula One fan when you were a little girl you watched the races with your father.
You let out a small sigh. "About me? I don't know what you would like to know about me, I don't think I have a very interesting life compared to yours.”
He denied while smiling. “You can tell me anything about yourself and I will find it very interesting.”
As if by fate, your cell phone, which was on the table, turned on showing a message from Lola, she was taking care of your little two-year-old girl Lily. The message said: “She just wanted to send her mama some kisses 😘” maybe she sent you a gif of your little daughter blowing kisses at the camera... You smiled a little when you saw the notification, what you didn't realize was the look of a certain green-eyed Monegasque who was also looking at the screen with curiosity.
“Um... Tell me you didn't see my screen, did you?” you said a little fearfully.
“I'll just tell you that I saw what was necessary... But now I am curious to know who that person is who sent you kisses” He tilted his head a little. “Do you have someone waiting for you at home?”
You took a breath, this wasn't the way you wanted him to know. “Actually... Yes, I have a little person waiting for me at home.”
You took courage and spoke again. “This wasn’t the way I wanted to tell you this, but,” you said with trembling hands. “I'm a single mom.”
You narrowed your eyes, expecting the worst possible reaction, perhaps he would get up from the table and leave without wanting to know more about you for the rest of his life, but you didn't expect his hand to rest on yours in a gesture that filled your heart.
“Wow... That's unexpected, but... Wow, I don't know what to say.” He said while giving you a loving look. “I don't want to sound nosy but you do have an interesting life.”
“Yes, well, dealing with a two-year-old little girl is not easy at all... But I wouldn't change it for anything.”
“Tell me about her… About you two actually.”
Just saying those words was enough to turn you into a first-rate chatterbox, you told him everything about you and Lily, the rollercoaster of emotions with pregnancy, the appointments to the gynecologist, the day she was born and so on, you practically spat out all the information there was and could be about the two of you. But his look of adoration and care did not leave his face, he listened attentively to every word you said to him, it was as if he were collecting data for the future? You didn't know exactly.
“Oh wow, that's totally amazing.” He said while having a small smile on his face. “I noticed you didn't mention her father, did something happen between you? If you don't want to answer, that's fine! I understand, there's no problem at all.”
You sighed again, there were few people who knew what happened between you and your ex, maybe telling him won't hurt.
“Well... He abandoned me when I told him I was pregnant, our relationship lasted almost two years, but when I told him the news, he left but without leaving me a nice little gift, a good blow on the cheek.” You said while chuckled. “And on top of that, my family didn't take the news very well either, they told me such hurtful things that made me feel unprotected and hurt by the people I least expected.” You said as you sobbed a little. “But hey, these are things that happen, right?” You said as you dried a few tears with your hand, but they kept coming, one of his hands rested on your face to dry your tears with his thumb and you smiled weakly.
“Oh God, I'm very sorry, I didn't imagine such a thing would have happened to you... But you are very brave and it shows, well, from what you tell me, that you do what is best for your little Lily." He said and your eyes crystalized again, you wanted to hug him, nobody had never said those beautiful words to you.
“Thank you Charles... I have never been told anything as nice as that.” You whispered.
“It's nothing, pretty. Now you will hear them more often.” He smiled as he winked and you giggled, apparently this date is going to lead to something very precious.
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“Honey, stay calm baby, mama is trying to comb your hair.” You said as you tried to make Lily's pigtails, but she was a little restless today, excited perhaps.
You had been talking to Charles after that date, and now two weeks after that he is going to meet little Lily, he is taking you both to an ice cream parlor. You had been sending him pictures of her and so on, you talked about everything and at the same time about nothing, it was like an instant connection and that for you was fascinating, considering that he didn't run away from you when you told him everything you experienced with your daughter.
The sound of your apartment's doorbell distracted you, luckily you managed to do your little girl's hair in time.
“Let's see who's waiting for us at the door, little princess.” You said and took her hand, when you opened the door Charles was there with a shy smile and in his hands he had a bouquet of daisies and a little bag.
“Hi cutie” He said with some tenderness and smiled. “Uhm... These are for you... I saw them and I remembered you, I don't know why, maybe because they are pretty like you.” He smiled and extended the bouquet of daisies to you.
“You didn't have to do it Charles," You said as you placed them in a vase of water. “My love, meet a friend, his name is Charles… Say hello darling.” You said to Lily, who was hiding behind your legs.
“H..hi!” Lily stammered, she talks a little, although sometimes she tends to be a non-stop chatterbox, but she's adorable.
“But it's the popular Lily! Your mama has told me a lot about you.” He said with a smile as he crouched down to be level with her. “Look, I brought you something.” He said as he took out a bunny stuffed animal from the bag, Lily's eyes lit up at the presence of the stuffed animal.
“Bunny!” She said as she stretched out her little hands towards the little stuffed animal and took it from Charles's hands.
“How do you say, honey?” You emphasized.
“Thank... You” She said while babbling between laughs, Charles gave her a little smile and a small kiss on her forehead, you can swear that when you saw that your heart melted completely.
“It's nothing little princess!” He said as he looked at you and smiled. “Okay, shall we go? Those ice creams are waiting for us!” He said in an animated tone earning a small jump from Lily. If this were a competition, he would already be ahead by a long shot.
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After going for ice cream and going to the park for a while, sleep began to take over Lily, both you and she had spent a very fun day with Charles, it's been a long time since you had such a good time, with her you always do your best to do something fun between the two of you.
“Mama... Swleep” She said adorably as she snuggled up next to you.
“Don't worry little one, Charlie is going to take us home, you will soon be sleeping comfortably in your bed." You said as you smiled at your little girl, you turned your head and saw the green-eyed boy smiling as he took your hand.
Sooner than expected you found yourself at the door of your building while trying to lift Lily out of the car.
“Leave it to me, I’ll help you with Lily.” He said and he carefully took Lily from your arms and carried her against his shoulder.
You noticed how natural the scene was and how incredibly comfortable Lily was in his arms, you smiled. Only Lola did those things to help you get out of somewhere with Lily, but seeing him with her in his arms gave you a feeling of familiarity in your chest.
You entered the building and took the elevator until you reached your apartment, when you entered he gave you Lily again and you took her to her room to put her pajamas on, he looked at you tenderly from the door frame, it's incredible how he won Lily's affection so quickly.
“You are ready to dream, little miss!” You said as you placed kisses on her face and she giggled while holding the stuffed bunny that Charles had given her earlier.
“Chas! Chas! Bed!” She said a little enthusiastically towards Charles, your time to tell her a story was approaching.
He approached her bed and she smiled and then you started telling her the respective bedtime story. At the end of telling her the story, you approached her and kissed her goodnight.
“Good night my sunshine! I love you so much” you said as you gave her a kiss and she smiled.
“Chas!” she said towards Charles and he smiled.
“Good night little one! I loved being with you and your mama today.” He said while he gave her a kiss on the forehead and caressed her head.
“Morrow chas?” She asked as she looked at him sleepily.
He smiled and looked at you tenderly, as if he was asking permission or something.
“Only if your mama agrees, darling.” He said and smiled a little.
You sighed and smiled. “It's okay sunshine, Charlie can come tomorrow.”
After saying that she smiled again and you two left the room closing the door behind you, you sighed a little and smiled at him.
“Thank you for this nice evening Charles,” you whispered. “You didn't have to came here and...”
You didn't finish speaking when you felt his lips on yours, it was an unexpected but amazing action in a way. Was it something that was going to happen? Yes, but you didn't expect it to be so soon, maybe he also felt the connection between the three of you.
“I'm not lying to you if I tell you that I want this every day, I mean... I want to go out with you to the most childish place of all, I want to have breakfast with you, play dolls with Lily, be your supporter and your rock.” He said in a whisper. “And I know it's an unexpected role in your lives, but I would really like this... I don't know if you also want the same thing.”
You nodded, you wanted this too, for the first time you felt seen, you felt like someone was listening to you and little Lily and that's something important for you two, because at the end of it all, he was going to gracefully take on the most unexpected role of all... And who knew that a date with your bestie's friend would go so well.
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galwaygremlin · 2 years
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downsides of taking an unplanned pain-nap in the middle of the day: am now Awake
upsides (?) of doing so: can sign up for a 24 starting at 6pm tomorrow and be reasonably alert for at least part of that shift
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victoryverse · 7 months
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cw: dub-con
thinking about gynecologist! simon who is a pervert. you've always come to him with your mother, but this time, she couldn't, so you're alone here.
a pretty, sweet, polite, and innocent girl who's unaware and uneducated about sex.
as soon as he sees you alone, a huge smirk creeps its way up his face. it's his lucky day today.
"i see you're alone today, y/n" he asks, raising his eyebrows as he comes in, locking the door behind him. tightly.
"oh-uh, um, mr-dr. riley, yeah, i-my mom was busy so i had to come-come by myself"
"oh. don't worry. i'll take good care of you, y/n"
you smile, not knowing what exactly he means by taking good care
"okay-okay, dr.riley"
you sit on the chair across from him, and he fills out your details on the doctor's form. he can't contain his excitement, the nerves evident on his face, as well as between his legs, where he feels his cock thickening at the thought of your tight, virgin cunt.
and of course, you were a virgin.
"so, we'll begin by having you on the chair miss. y/n, please take off your clothes"
you gulped down, standing up and grabbing the hem of your shirt, pulling it off your head. he stood in front of you, licking his lips as you let go of the jeans, tight jeans you were wearing, and stood there in your white bra and panties.
"take off those too, please"
you took them off too, slowly, and threw them beside you, now fully naked and standing in front of him.
simon was breathless. he was having trouble containing himself, and he wanted to bend you over at some surface and have his way with you, push his fat cock in your tight, tight pussy, and fuck you bloody raw.
maybe he will.
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you all can tell me if you like this one! i wanted to do a full-ass smut scene, but wanted to see if you all would like this first! reblog, please!
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alwaysshallow · 11 months
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hey babes, for the drabbles in the inbox post all I can think of is price with a breeding kink so upset he's "too old to give you a baby" only for him to end up with a wife pregnant with their 2nd baby
Fifth time, sixteenth test, and he's fuming. He doesn't even look at you, and you feel bad, when he's pacing back and forth around the house, deeply in his thoughts. Normally, you'd try to hug him, like the last times, but somehow, you can't do it now. There's something wrong with his mind, and you just can sense that, even if he's not telling you anything; being with him prepared you enough for moments like these. He's a captain, the head of the team, usually stressing about things himself.
"John, could you finally talk to me?" you ask after another ten minutes, when enough is enough; he suddenly turns around in your direction, like he finally acknowledges that you're here. Apologetic look on his face makes your heart break even more.
"'m sorry, missus." He's quick to sit next to you on the couch, kissing your hand a few times, with hope you're gonna forgive him for ignoring you.
It's what he usually does, and it always breaks your facade, but now you're not mad. Rather, confused, but you don't talk about it with him, when he smiles into your lips and drapes a blanket over you. You two just cuddle on the couch, watching some ridiculously old documentary about war, when he decides to pop the question.
"Why aren't you with someone younger?"
To say you are shocked, would be an understatement; completely bamboozled, you look at Price, your eyebrow cocked. "The fuck are you on?"
He sighs, as he looks down at you; it feels like he doesn't want to fight, but he genuinely asks, which makes you feel weird even more. "Simple question."
You prop yourself up a little, to take a better look at your husband. "Because I love you, and that's settled?"
"Someone younger would give you a baby," he mutters under his breath, as his eyes are on the TV again. John's implication shoots right through you, like a bullet, sharp and hurtful, but not that much for you, as for him. You're quick to sit on his lap fully, to bring his attention to you.
"It's definitely not your fault, John. It might be as well something with me, you know?" you frown, your fingers tracing his bearded jawline, as he still doesn't look at you.
"I waited too long, and now there's the consequences of it." His tone is hard, like he didn't hear your explanation before, and he continues to blame himself for it. Your heart sinks. "'m failin' you, love. If I'd meet you earlier, it would be different. Or if you'd be with someone else, maybe he would give you kids."
"None of that," you say, grabbing his face, to make him look at you. He opens his mouth to say something, but you're quick to put a finger on his lips to shush him; he already told you enough to make you want to do a monologue on him. "We're gonna have kids, even if it will take years, do you hear me, John Price?"
"Affirmative," he replies, kissing you a few times. On lips, cheeks and nose – you learned that doing it this way soothes him. Makes him less nervous than he already is. "I wouldn't blame you, if you'd want to—"
You don't even try to talk to him this time; you just kiss him, interrupting his intrusive thoughts with hope that he'll focus on something else. It's not a surprise when he takes the bait, and he's quick to pick you up in his arms, while you just giggle, knowing that he takes you to bedroom.
Three years later, he's off at deployment, when you learn that you're pregnant again, with your second child. 9 weeks, your gynecologist says, when you look at the scan, thinking how happy you are right now. Tears pricks in the corners of your eyes when you're in your car, taking deep breaths before you'll call your husband.
A lot of thoughts are going inside your head; should you tell him now? He's on the mission, probably doing important things, maybe he doesn't want to be interrupted? Yet, it is an important thing, something that he waited to hear for the longest time, having doubts if he's ever gonna be a father— and now, he's about to be a father for the second time.
"Love, are you okay?"
You blink twice, when you hear him through you phone; you don't even know when you called. "Yeah, baby. I'm okay, why?"
"Been askin' you how's your day, and you tell me nothin'. Got me worried for a second," he laughs, and for some reason, his laugh completely calms you. Before, you were a little scared to even call him, interrupt whatever he was doing.
Now? Now, you're more than excited to tell him the news, since you have time, and your firstborn is with his grandma.
"I'm okay. I promise," you reply warmly, smiling to yourself, as you take a peek at your stomach. You don't have a bump yet, but you smile nonetheless at the thought that, if everything will go well, in following months you're gonna have a bump. "Are you busy?"
"Just got back to base. Will be there for a while," he hums. "What is it, missus?"
"You should sit."
"…everything's alright, yes?"
"Yes, but you should sit. And, turn the camera on, please?"
He doesn't even question your request; in a minute, you see his face – happy and confused in the same time, while you grin the widest you possibly can. You felt joy this big back when you were just a kid, getting your Christmas gift.
And, now you're the one who delievers the gift.
"You're in the car? Thought you're gonna be home," he speaks up, and you have to hold back a laugh.
"I had to see a doctor, and—"
"—you had to see a doctor? You told me you're okay, love. Is it our little man? Baby, I'm—"
"—I'm pregnant, John." Words fall from your mouth.
"What?"
"I'm pregnant," you laugh, as you show him the ultrasound on camera, the closest you can. "Nine weeks. I'm back from my gyn, that's the doctor I needed to see."
"You're not pulling my leg, are you, love?" he asks, and when you shake your head with excitement, he laughs. He laughs so happily, and he even stands up for a few moments before sitting again. "A week, and 'm gonna be back. Is it okay?"
"A week?" you raise your eyebrow. "You're supposed to be another two weeks on the mission, and—"
"—I'd like to spend it with my wife, and my two babies, alright? A week won't harm anyone," he whispers lovingly, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "We have to talk about so many things."
And the fact you had to try so many times for the first baby, is just a faded memory.
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exhaslo · 11 months
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Kinktober Day 28-Gynecologist!Miguel x Nervous!Reader (Teasing/Fingering)
*Requested by reader ;) Also, early update due to working both jobs tmw*
        It was that time of year again for you. It was always a nerve racking experience since you always worried about anything being wrong with you. After a long shower, you changed into a fresh pair of clothing, ready for your appointment. The fear of you smelling or sweating or anything for that matter made you nervous. It was just a regular checkup. Nothing changed from last year, so there was going to be nothing wrong.
        Besides, your friend, Lyla, worked at the gynecologist as an assistant. She always helped you calm down. Lyla even tried to set you up with one of her friends. A handsome man named, Miguel O'Hara. You had dated him a few times and found him very attractive. If only you weren't so timid. During those dates you barely uttered a word, just a small squeak here or there. You were honestly surprised that he even asked you out a few more times. 
        You were starting to get comfortable with him. Perhaps on your next date you could ask him about his job and his likes. Miguel was so kind. He was defiantly your type. You even thought about him at night. Gasping lowly, you slapped your cheeks. Now was not a good time to think about Miguel. It would be embarrassing to be wet for your checkup.
"(Y/n)~ Come on in!" Lyla chirped, motioning you inside.
        You took your regularly deep breathes, slowly following Lyla's lead. You friend gave you a quick hug before leading you into a private room. Lyla hummed as she closed the door and asked the routine questions.
"Alright, and did the front desk girl tell you about the new gyno? I hope so,"
"S-She did. I was okay with it being...a male," You whispered, trying to hide your stutter. Lyla just curled her lips into a smile,
"Don't worry, (Y/n)! You'll be perfectly fine! Anyway, how's it going with Miguel?" She asked, changing the topic. Your eyes lit up,
"T-Thank you again for giving me his n-number! He...He is really kind...and sweet. He doesn't r-rush me when I try...try to talk to him," You explained, "He doesn't mind me texting him....instead."
"I told you he was a good one!" Lyla grinned from ear to ear, "He likes you a lot too~"
"H-He does?!"
        Lyla chuckled at your flustered expression. Upon hearing a knock at the door, Lyla hummed as she got you ready. You were getting nervous again. She helped you relax before opening the door.
"Hello, Miss-(Y/n)??" Miguel paused as he stared at you. You squeaked in response before turning to Lyla.
"Oh, totally forgot to mention that Miguel is your new doctor~" She said with a wide grin, "Now I know I'm supposed to stay in here with you both, buuuuuut you guys know each other~ Bye!"
        Just like that, Lyla left both you and Miguel alone. Your face was a million shades of red as you tried to fit your gown, recalling that you were naked in front of the man you were dating. Miguel cleared his throat as he took a seat by the computer. He glanced over your files before turning towards you.
"This must be awkward," He started and read your body language, "Would you like your phone to text me?"
        You nodded violently in response. Miguel resisted a chuckle and went to your pile of clothes on the separate chair and looked for your phone. He glanced at your panties, restraining himself. He gave you the phone and grabbed his, waiting for your response. A smile on his face as he watched you. You were so cute. Someone worth his time. Someone worth his love. Miguel would do anything to keep you happy and relaxed.
'Did you know I was going to be your patient?' You texted him. Miguel glanced at the message,
"No, I just started here two days ago. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I can get another doctor." He replied. You hesitated before typing,
'No, it's okay. I was just surprised. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.'
"Not at all," Miguel chuckled lowly and stood from his seat, "Just let me know when you want me to start. I'll take as much time as you need."
        Your eyes soften as you looked at Miguel. You remembered when you first met him. He was so tall and seemed so threatening. Putting your phone to the side, you played with your fingers as you took a deep breathe. You looked into Miguel's eyes and gave him a nod, allowing him to start.
        Miguel was slow and gentle. He asked you to raise your right arm before moving your gown. He watched your facial expressions, making sure that everything was okay. You whimpered quietly as his large hand took ahold of your breast, gently massaging it to check for any lumps. Normally, you would just tremble as the doctor checked you, but this was different. This was Miguel touching you. Something you only dreamed of. Not only was he making you shake from nervousness, but also giving you those dirty thoughts.
"All good on this side, now for the other." Miguel's hand gently trailed your back as he repeated the process on your other breast, "You're shaking, are you okay?"
"Y-Yes," You whispered lowly.
        You inhaled deeply as you tried not to focus on Miguel touching you. He was just doing his job. So what if his large hands felt good as they massaged your breasts. So what if he was more gentle with you than your previous doctors. So what if he smelled amazing? You were here for a check up, not to fantasize on him railing you. It wasn't like you were up for such a task anyway.
"Alright, you're all good there, no lumps. Now for the main part, just let me know when you're ready by propping your legs up for me, okay?" Miguel told you, rubbing your shoulder.
        God, he was so fine. You gave him a nod, watching as he got his gloves and tool ready. Now this, you were embarrassed about. You always hated this part. You could feel your heart about to leap out of your chest. Miguel was about to look at your pussy. You haven't even kissed the man yet and you were about to skip a bunch of steps. It was hard to think about his job now. All you could focus on was Miguel examining your wet pussy.
"U-Um," You gulped, reaching for your phone. Miguel handed it to you,
"Want some water?" He offered.
'No, I'm just...please be gentle with me. I know this is your job, but I can't help but feel even more nervous since we're dating.' You texted him. Miguel looked at his phone and chuckled lowly,
"Have I ever told you how cute you are?" He said, switching his glove, "I won't judge. How could I?" He gave you that sweet smile you loved.
        Nodding once more as he stole your breathe away, you got ready. You placed your feet in the little prompt set up they have and spread your legs. A shiver ran up your spine as the cold air hit your pussy. Miguel tighten his gloves and sat on his chair, rolling towards you. You bit your lower lip as he sat directly in front of your cunt, spreading your legs out even more. This was just a check up. Just a check up and nothing more.
        Miguel withheld a groan as he noticed your cunt already wet. Despite your nervousness, it seemed like you were practically excited for him to be looking at you, to be touching you. This was turning him on. Normally, Miguel would get these over with since every other girl would not hesitate to spread their legs for him. Miguel was loving this change of pace. He was loving everything you did. Miguel wanted to hear your voice. A voice only for his ears.
"Alright, let me know if anything feels uncomfortable. I'm just going to feel around for anything, okay?"
"O-Okay," You stuttered.
        Miguel had to bite his cheek. He proceeded to enter a finger inside you, with holding a groan at how tight you were. So wet and so tight, just for him. As he felt around your velvet walls for anything strange, Miguel could not help but hear a quiet whimper coming from you. He glanced at your expression, watching as you closed your eyes and biting your lower lip. God, Miguel was going to lose his patience with you. He knew that you were only like this because it was him. Lyla had told him about how difficult it was for other doctors to even touch your breasts. The fact that you were letting him do this was just so tempting.
"How are you doing?" Miguel asked. You gasped lowly as he pressed his finger up,
"F-Fine," You said, shaking from his touch.
        Miguel's finger was just exploring your insides for anything out of the ordinary. It wasn't like he was actually fingering you. However, his finger was so thick and it was making you hot. You tried to think of something else, but the idea of Miguel doing more was turning you on. You whimpered lowly as you felt yourself clench against his finger. Why did these thoughts have to come now? Miguel was just doing his job and here you were getting horny.
"I'm going to insert the tool now. It will feel uncomfortable for only a second, okay?" He told you.
        You just nodded in response and followed his orders. Once he finished with the tool, Miguel approached you. He was so close. Miguel took his gloves off, bringing his hand to your cheek,
"You did so good for me. Are you okay?" He asked you. 
"Y-Yes," You told him and rubbed your legs slightly, "U-Um...S-Sorry...But...I..."
        Miguel raised a brow and read your body language. Your perky nipples and the juices that were streaming down your cunt were just all so tempting. He glanced into your eyes that screamed, 'fuck me'. Knowing that he couldn't or he would lose his job, Miguel inhaled deeply. He leaned down to peck your lips,
"Can I just say, that you are so goddamn tempting?" He whispered, enjoying your expressions, "I know what you want, and I can't give it to you here...But I can help release that tension."
"P-Please?" You nearly squeaked.
        Miguel nearly cussed. He returned to his chair, sitting directly in front of your poor, lonely cunt. He leaned forward and blew against it, watching you twitch. A smile formed against his lips as he entered two fingers this time. He stood up and pumped his fingers inside you, watching your face contort in pleasure. You were so tight for him. So needy. 
"I want to hear your voice later tonight, could you do that for me?" Miguel whispered in your ear as his fingers pumped into you.
"Hah...hah....Y-Yes....I can," You whimpered a soft moan, raising your hips slightly. 
        Miguel hummed happily and curled his fingers right at your sweet spot. Your body arched as you grinded your hips against his hand. Miguel quickly swallowed your moans with a kiss, not wanting anyone to hear you. As much as he wanted to hear those sweet moans, he knew that if he did, he would fuck you right here and now. Feeling your pussy tighten against his fingers, Miguel curled his fingers again. You held onto him as you reached your orgasm.
"That's it. That's my good girl," Miguel whispered, removing his fingers and licking them, "Taste so sweet. I'll have to reward you later,"
"M-Mig," You whispered, panting softly as you sat up. You reached for you phone, 'Want to come over to my place after work?' You texted him. Miguel glanced at his phone,
"Wouldn't miss it for the world." He leaned down to kiss you again, "Get dressed. I'll see you later."
        You smiled softly as Miguel left. Quickly putting your clothes back on, you noticed that your panties were missing. Your face turned a million shades of red, knowing that Miguel must have swiped them. You whined softly before grabbing your phone.
'Please bring my panties back!'
'Sure, when I see you tonight.'
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pastafossa · 1 month
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Me on Friday at the doctor's office, nervously bringing up problems previous doctors have blown me off about in my last town. For the first time since moving here, I decided I'd give it a shot.
Me, hesitantly, after my general checkup: and, um, I was wondering about... a referral for ADHD maybe? I have the symptoms, so...
Her, surprisingly seriously: you have trouble concentrating? Memory issues, things like that?
Me: yeah, and losing track of my things, being disorganized, procrastinating even when I want to do something. I've been like this since I was a kid, and then there's just... all the anxiety that goes with it.
Her: definitely sounds like ADHD. Even when it comes to the anxiety, the two go hand in hand. You can't treat one without the other. I'll refer you to a psychiatrist. Once you have the ADHD diagnosis you can either stay with her for treatment or you can come back here and I can treat you for the ADHD and anxiety, and—are you ok?
Me, somewhat emotional over being taken seriously and not being told to just try harder and that I was lazy: uh huh, just... relieved
Her: ok, now. (Checks chart) I know you're just here for your wellness check and you haven't mentioned it, but I'm looking at your history of painful menstrual cramps and heavy periods. Have you ever been tested for PCOS?
Me: no. I tried to ask but... past doctors just told me to take advil and that... normal periods were like this sometimes.
Her: Well, they're not normal. I'm going to refer you to a gynecologist I trust, I want you to get tested for PCOS so we can see if we can fix—are you crying?
Me, absolutely crying: I'm sorry.
Her: don't be. I'm guessing no one's believed you before?
Me: ...no, they haven't.
Her: well, I do.
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bad268 · 8 months
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Frank Told Us (Colby Brock X Pregnant! Reader)
Fandom: RPF/Sam and Colby & Co
Requested: Yes by @eattothebeatt and anon. I hope y'all don't mind that I combined them, they were pretty similar. (Also, since I'm ahead on requests, I'm gonna post Wednesdays and Saturdays until it's cleared <3)
Warnings: slipping in snow (idk).
Pronouns: She/her
W.C. 1263
Summary: The Conjuring House is no joke, especially when a certain ghost (Frank) ruins a surprise.
As always, my requests are OPEN
MASTERLIST // HITLIST
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The Conjuring House was no joke, that was a fact that Y/n knew well. After going to the Conjuring House on three separate occasions with Sam and Colby and being witness to some crazy things, she didn’t need any convincing of that.
This time was one to top the charts. Ever since Sam and Colby heard about Satori and Cody, they knew that they wanted to meet them and get their expertise on camera. So Y/n decided to go with them. However, one thing happened about a week before the flight that may have changed the trajectory of the trip.
Y/n missed her period.
She took a test and met with her gynecologist, and they both came to the same conclusion. She was pregnant. She was not super far along, a little over a month, but she was not sure if she should go on the trip. After talking it over with her gynecologist, they decided she should be fine as long as she stepped away when it got too much and did not put herself in dangerous situations. She knew that if she had told Colby that they were expecting, he would abort the whole video, and she knew she did not want to be responsible for that
So they arrived at the Conjuring House. Sam and Colby in the front and Kat and Y/n in the back. Satori and Cody said they would meet them there, so they did not worry about getting a bigger car.
“Are you guys ready for this?” Sam asked enthusiastically as he pulled into the driveway.
“Are you ready to get another attachment?” Kat snapped back jokingly, causing Sam’s jaw to drop and the rest of the car to laugh.
“No need to come for my brother like that,” Colby defended, turning back to point a finger at Kat.
“You should definitely put this at the end of the video,” Y/n added, directing everyone’s attention to the camera that was recording.
“Anyway, what’s up guys! It’s Sam and Colby,” Colby started the intro.
“Today, well, this week, we are at the Conjuring House with Kat and Y/n!” Sam continued.
“These guys get 10 million subscribers, and we get dragged into this,” Y/n laughed gesturing to Kat as they climbed out of the car, so Sam and Colby could do their intro in peace. The two walked into the house and greeted Satori and Cody. The four made small talk until Sam and Colby came into the house.
“I see you made yourself comfortable without us,” Colby teased as he sat next to Y/n on the couch and laid his arm over her shoulder. “Do we know how we're going about tonight?”
“I think we’re just letting Satori and Cody do their thing and we’ll go with the flow,” Y/n explained as she leaned into Colby’s side. “What do you guys think? It is your video.”
“I think that’s fine,” Sam said, setting up the cameras. Kat started pulling out different gadgets and placing them around the room.
“We’re ready to start whenever you guys are,” Satori offered, moving to stand up with Cody. Colby stood up as well before he turned back and held his hand out jokingly for Y/n to stand up.
“Well, thank you, kind sir,” Y/n joked in a mock posh accent.
“You’re welcome, governess,” Colby joked back, causing the two to chuckle before turning serious again. “Ok, back to the task at hand-”
Hours later, Satori and Cody were still getting so much in response. It was nearing midnight at this point, and they were still nonstop. After the third hour, Y/n got a huge headache, and it did not prove to be a problem until the knocks started getting louder.
“Hey, I’m gonna go get some fresh air. My head hurts,” Y/n announced as she stood up and walked out the door, not waiting for a response. Kat immediately said she would follow Y/n and trailed behind her as they walked through the snow carefully toward the car.
“Are you okay? You’re really pale,” Kat asked as they leaned against the hood of the rental car.
“I have a huge headache, and honestly, I need to tell someone,” Y/n admitted and let out a sigh before saying, “I’m pregnant.”
“You’re kidding!” Kat exclaimed excitedly, reaching out to hold Y/n’s hands. “You’re serious? Oh my god, I’m so happy for you guys! Does Colby know?”
“If I told him, he wouldn’t have let me come,” Y/n laughed as Kat pulled her into a hug. “I’m so glad I finally told someone. I’ve been keeping that to myself for the last week.”
“You’re kidding!” Kat exclaimed again. She was too excited because when she jumped away from the car, she pulled Y/n with her and they both lost their footing. “Woah!”
“Ouch! Kat!" Y/n laughed as she landed on her back in the snow with Kat leaning over her. They were laughing like maniacs despite knowing that one or both of them could have been seriously injured. “What the hell? You’re crazy, get off me.”
Meanwhile, in the living room, Satori and Cody kept at it with Sam and Colby, teaching them along the way. The first person they connected with asked about Colby, so Satori and Cody took back over. 
“Way to go, Colby,” Sam jokingly scolded. 
“Shut up, Sam,” Colby joked back.
“You want to talk to Colby?” Satori asked as was met with a knock immediately. “Okay, what is your name?” She went through the alphabet and found the name they were spelling out. “Frank? Yes. Colby, do you know a Frank?”
“Not off the top of my head,” Colby answered, “Who are you to me?” Satori started the alphabet again and the knocks spelled out:
“Grandfather? No, Great-grandfather? Yes,” Satori interpreted. “What message do you have for Colby?” The knocks started back up and what it spelled caused a chill to run down everyone’s spines. “Protect? Protect who?...Y/n. Protect Y/n from what?”
They did not get an answer as they heard shouting from outside, causing Colby to bolt out the door immediately.
“Y/n?” He shouted, not caring that it was midnight. His ears were ringing, and his heart stopped when he saw Y/n laying in the snow. He could not breathe, and he could not register that the girls were laughing and not in danger. He slid down to be down by Y/n’s head as he held her hand. “Holy shit, are you okay? Do we need to go to the hospital?”
“All good, Colby,” she laughed, pushing Kat off her as she stood up. Y/n inspected the snow around her as she felt around her stomach,  “I don’t see any blood and I don’t feel any pain, so I think we’re both good.”
“Yeah, you and Kat look fine to me,” Colby sighed as he took Y/n into his arms.
“No, not Kat, no offense,” Y/n retorted before looking up at Colby as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She whispered, “Me and the baby.”
“Baby? Whose baby? My baby? Our baby?” He asked so quickly Y/n could not keep up with him as he held her at arm’s length before cheering loudly when she nodded her head. He ran back to the house to tell Sam only to find Sam, Satori, and Cody standing at the doorway. “I’m gonna be a dad!”
“Yeah, Frank just told us.”
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Part 2 ->
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aniesvision · 2 months
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𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖
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𐂃 𝚋𝚏𝚏! 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚡 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚏𝚏! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 (𝒈𝒚𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒔𝒕), 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓/𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 (𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇), 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 (𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚), 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 (𝒇! 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈), 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌, 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏/𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕!𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕, 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆
𝚊/𝚗: 𝒉𝒊! 𝒔𝒐, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒅 (🤭) 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒅𝒅 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒔𝒐 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕! 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 ☕︎
𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒖𝒕
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𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚. 𝑨𝒍𝒔𝒐, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 ♡︎
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"hey matt, can u pick me up at the doctor?"
"Hey, of course, you okay?"
"yeah just have been waiting for an uber to accept for like 20 minutes and im starting to get a bit anxious"
"Send me your location, I'll be there in a second"
"*location*"
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Not even 10 minutes later I see Matt's car parked by the sidewalk. I take a deep breath and get in the car without saying a word, my heart beats racing as I try not to think too much.
-Are you sure you're okay? -He asks, looking at me with concern.
-Can we just go? I don't want to be here anymore. -I sink into my seat, crossing my arms over my chest and feeling my chest getting heavy.
He just nods and starts driving back to his own house. I was supposed to go there anyway, so he didn't even bother asking. I stay silent all the way, just thinking about what the doctor said.
When we finally arrive I climb upstairs to the kitchen, filling a glass with water and taking a few sips. Matt followed slowly behind, watching me carefully and waiting until I was done to grab my wrist and drag me to his room. He closes and locks the door behind him, pointing to his bed.
-Alright, tell me what happened. -He sits on the edge of his bed, looking at me with a serious and worried look.
I can already feel tears welling up my eyes and I look away from him, trying to gather my thoughts, fidgeting my fingers with a shaky breath.
-It's not a big deal, I just... -I cross my legs, looking down at my fingers. -I'm scared of doing what my doctor advised me to.
Matt keeps looking at me, kicking his shoes off and propping his weight in one palm.
-You need to be more specific, sweetheart. -His voice is soft, but demanding at the same time.
I sigh, looking up at him with my cheeks red in embarrassment and eyes glossy with tears.
-I was at the gynecologist. -I say, and he just nods, using his free hand to motion me to keep talking.
-She talked nonstop about how important it is to know yourself, to explore and... uhm... y'know... do things? Like, to yourself or with someone else. -I say, my heart beating so fast that I could feel it hitting my chest.
-Yeah, so? -He says, not getting the point.
I bite my lips for a second, not wanting to confess my real fear, but knowing that he'd find out anyway because he knows me more than I know myself.
-So I'm a scared virgin. -I laugh through my nose, wiping a tear away from my cheek.
Matt tilts his head, still confused, of course, he knows I'm a virgin, we've talked about it before, he's my best friend, and he knows everything about me.
-Okay... so just use your hands? -He asks like he is pointing out the obvious.
-I'm scared of that too. -I whisper, too embarrassed to say it out loud, immediately turning my head away.
My entire body was shaking in anxiety, tears still rolling down my cheeks, heart beating fast and loud, it's like I could hear it whenever we were silent. It's hard to breathe, but I try to keep my cool, it shouldn't be anything serious, but I just can't help it. I'm a 20-year-old girl that's still a virgin and it's scared of sex, it's fucking stupid.
-You never...? -I hear his voice again, low and hesitant like he was asking a forbidden question.
I shake my head no and his eyes widen in shock. My eyes find his once more, trying to understand what he was thinking about.
-What are you scared of? -Matt moves to sit beside me in the bed, resting his back on the headboard.
-I don't know, it's just... scary. -I sigh, sniffing and closing my eyes, resting my head on the headboard as well. -I think I just never trusted anyone enough to do it, and I don't like myself, so why would I do this with someone I don't like?
My explanation makes him frown his eyebrows, resting his hand on my knee.
-I'm sorry to hear that, but you don't have to be scared, it can be a good thing to let someone in sometimes.
I turn my head to look at him, taking in his words.
-I don't know. I never really thought about taking the next step, I only trust my friends and it's not the same thing, whenever I meet someone I just keep seeing them as friends and it ruins the chance of me trusting them to something else.
Matt nods his head in understanding, smiling softly.
-Have you ever felt attracted to someone?
I take a deep shaky breath, looking up at the ceiling.
-I guess so. I do think a few of my friends are good-looking. -I shrug, furrowing my eyebrows.
-Am I one of them? -He asks, making me laugh nervously.
-Yeah. -I respond shyly and feel his thumb caressing my knee.
-Well, do you trust me?
Matt's question makes my heart beat even faster, my eyes meeting his one more time, his pupils were dilated and the sight makes my stomach swirl. I just nod, not able to talk due to how nervous I am, and he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear.
-Let me help you. -His voice is low and determined.
My mouth opened and closed a few times, I was confused and nervous, the anxiety still in my body making it difficult to respond. He notices my struggle and slides his hand forward, stopping on my thigh.
-I don't want you to be scared of anything. I want to show you how good it can feel.
Matt leans closer, keeping his tone soft, my body still shaking slightly and the feeling of his hand caressing my thigh makes me feel goosebumps. It was all so different, but he was talking so softly like it meant nothing, like it was so easy for him. And it probably is.
-Can I? -He asked, when I didn't respond.
Even though I was about to have a heart attack, I nodded. It's not like I don't want to ever feel or do anything sexual, I'm just scared of doing it, but on the other side Matt has been my best friend and the person I trust the most, and if he's offering to help it's because he thinks I can do it and if he thinks it's going to be alright then I trust him.
He smiles at me, pressing a quick kiss on my cheek.
-Lay down, sweetheart, I'll start slow and you can tell me to stop whenever you want if you don't feel comfortable, okay?
He gives me a look that immediately makes me trust him. I nod again and lay on my back, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes as if not seeing it would make it easier.
He shifts in the bed, moving his hand up and down my inner thigh, leaning to press a few kisses on it.
-Do you mind if I take off your shorts? -He asks, and I open my eyes.
I think about it, not knowing how to feel.
-I don't like my body... -I whisper, a bit shy.
-It's alright, we don't have to, but I like your body, I think it looks great. -He kisses my skin again, the way he is so gentle and sweet makes me blush.
-Okay. -I say, permitting him.
He unbuttons my denim shorts and slips them off my legs, throwing them on the floor. I feel the cool breeze hitting my skin and close my eyes again, involuntarily digging my nails into the sheets.
-Try to relax for me, okay? It's alright, you're beautiful and you're doing great.
He parts my legs open, pressing kisses all over my covered part, my body squirming to feel something different down there for the first time.
He keeps trying to calm me down with his soft touches and kisses, taking his time to explore the never-explored area. I was still nervous, but the way he was treating me was helping me to feel more at ease. I feel his thumb getting in contact with my covered clit, rubbing slow precise circles on it, making me gasp.
-You okay?
-Mhm.
I couldn't even talk, I mean, what the hell could I even say when my best friend was touching me like that? It looks so wrong, it should be so wrong, I shouldn't have considered it, but it was also... interesting.
-Doing so good for me, I'll do something different, alright? Tell me if you want me to stop.
Just like that, he crawls on top of me, holding himself up by his forearm and using his free hand to slide under my panties and rub my clit directly. I open my eyes to meet his, my cheeks red and lips parted as I gasp with the new sensation. My eyebrows furrow when I feel his middle finger coating my wetness and moving a bit faster.
-How does that feel? -He asks, looking down at his work.
-Good. -My voice barely leaves my throat, and he giggles softly at the sigh of my struggle to communicate.
-Can I keep going then? -He looks at me again, a tiny smirk growing on his lips.
With one more nod of agreement, he circulates my entrance, teasing it and leaning down to press open-mouth kisses to my neck. I let out a low whine, my mind almost exploding with my thoughts, my body growing hot, my heart beating fast. It was almost too much when he shoved his middle finger into me, my hands gripping his shoulders.
-Matt... -I whisper shakily, burying my face on his shoulder.
-You got it, sweetheart, you're good.
I don't know why his words calm me down, but they do, and I try to relax as he moves his finger slowly.
He lifts his head to look at me, fastening his pace and smirking down at me when he notices I'm biting my lips with my eyebrows frowning.
-You look so pretty, I promise you. -He kisses my forehead, drifting his gaze to his hand under my panties.
He suddenly stops, taking his fingers out of me. I was about to ask why, when he curved his fingers in my panties and slid them down, discarding them and positioning himself in between my legs, his lips so close to my area that I could feel his hot breath.
I prop myself on my elbows to look down at him, his hands grabbing my thighs. He preps kisses all over my legs and stomach before getting where he wants to, his tongue brushing against my folds.
I moan breathly, one hand gripping his arm closest to me. He smirks, using two fingers to separate my folds and diving into my wetness, drawing circles and figures on my clit.
My legs instinctually try to shut close, but he keeps them open, devouring me. The feeling was unlike anything I ever experienced, my body moving on its own and the sensations making me wonder why I was scared in the first place. Of course, doing things for the first time is always a scary thing, but that was... good. Good and different.
-You like that, sweetheart? -He looks up at me, not even trying to hide how much he was enjoying it. -Like being eaten out?
-Shut up, please. -I whisper, too embarrassed to deal with the dirty talk now, I still wasn't used to it.
He chuckles, going back to work and using his tongue magically. How can he even do that? He's moving his tongue so perfectly, my hips rolling against him, it's like he knew my body already, like he knew exactly what to do.
It was hard to keep my sounds to myself, the nervousness still present, not allowing me to let go and just fully commit to the activity, I didn't want my best friend to hear me, I didn't want to hear me myself, how embarrassing is that? To moan, to audibly show that you like something like this. I never heard myself moaning, I have no idea what I sound like, and I'm not sure if I want my best friend to hear it.
But, of course, it was inevitable, my surprised moan left my lips as soon as I felt him add his middle finger back, giving me two experiences at once.
-M-Matt.. -I stutter, my hand on his arm tightening its grip.
He doesn't say anything, just keeps eating me out and fingering me. I tried my best to focus on something else, but it was impossible.
Matt lifts his head to breathe, his mouth glistening with my wetness.
-Tell me if it's too much. -He says, adding another finger.
His movements are slow again, trying to make me get used to it.
-No, it's just... a bit uncomfortable. -I manage to speak.
He nods, taking it as a green light to keep going, his tongue circling my clit once more to make me wetter and his fingers slide easier.
When it finally feels better, he makes scissors movements to stretch me, being careful not to hurt me. By now I can't hide all my sounds, a few of them escaping my lips now and then. Matt trails a path of kisses up to my neck, fingering me faster and deeper now, a shaky moan leaving when he nibbles my sensitive skin.
He stops when I clench around his fingers, standing and sliding his shirt over his head. It makes me a bit angry that he stopped just when it was getting better, but when he also slips his pants down my eyes widen. The only thought in my mind was "Oh, we're doing it", my eyes dropping to the bulge on his boxers. He was obviously hard, and it was so weird to think he was hard because of me.
I keep watching him intently, his last piece of clothing on the floor. Oh, God, have mercy on me, this guy's huge. Okay, I never actually saw anyone else's... thing. But that was definitely big. So big.
He giggles a bit, hovering over me once more, my nervousness increasing.
-Can I take this off? -He asks, pointing at my shirt.
I just raise my arms, indicating that my answer's yes, and in no time we were both naked. I'm naked in front of my best friend. My best friend's naked in front of me. Naked.
His hand reaches a condom on his nightstand and he looks down at me while wrapping it up.
-Don't hesitate to ask me to stop if you don't feel comfortable or if you don't feel like you're ready. I don't want to pressure you, we can stop if you want.
I lick my lips, taking a deep breath and toying with the loose strap of his silk sheet.
-It's okay, I don't want to stop. -I finally give him a proper answer.
He nods with a smile, stroking his dick a few times before coating my wetness with the plastic material. It was weird, and I wasn't sure how to feel yet besides nervous and anxious.
-You need to relax, alright? It won't hurt if you relax. -He says, and naturally, it only makes me more nervous.
He notices it by my look and gently caresses my cheek, leaning to press a sweet kiss on my lips. Matt's lips move slowly against mine, and I wrap my hands around his neck by instinct. He lets me guide it in my pace and when he finally feels that I'm getting calmer he starts to slide in.
With only his tip in, I whine at the sudden burning feeling. He goes slowly, trying to keep it as comfortable as he could, but it wasn't the worst thing ever.
-Are you okay? Does it hurt?
His tone is full of concern and I appreciate the way he cares so much.
-Yeah, a little bit, but it's fine, keep going.
I did my best to keep breathing even though the feeling was breathtaking. The pain was there, my walls stretching to adjust to his size making me feel just like I was on fire. It burns, and it's uncomfortable, a few tears form in the corners of my eyes, but when he's finally all in I can breathe properly.
He stays quiet for a whole minute, giving me my time, and when I give him the sign he starts moving slowly. Super slow. It was probably hurting him too to go at this pace by the look on his face.
-You can move faster. -I warn him, with a small smile.
He does exactly what I said and leans to kiss me again. This time it was sloppy and didn't feel so gentle, he was letting his desire take over and I wasn't mad about it. I kiss him with equal vigor, feeling a bit more confident now that the worst has passed and a lot more comfortable after getting used to him.
-Fuck, I'm sorry, not gonna last long. -He says.
His voice was different, a groan following his words and it made me feel less anxious. It was nice to know he was feeling good.
-That's okay, I don't mind.
He kisses me again and moves one of his hands to rub my clit, increasing the feelings. I can't help but moan against his lips and he moves his fingers faster, wanting to elicit more sounds from me. I feel the same sensation I felt earlier, that he interrupted me from enjoying, and he notices it by the way I'm clenching around him.
-I want you to cum for me, sweetheart.
His words took me by surprise, not because he was being so different from the version I got to know, but because somehow it made my body react just enough to do exactly what he told me to. I moan a bit louder, burying my face on his neck and squirming under him. My legs start to shake and I feel myself tensing up before relaxing completely.
He follows right after, filling his condom with his seed and groaning in my ear.
I feel like all my energy has been drained. My head was a bit dizzy and my body was tired. He lays next to me, both of us panting heavily for a few minutes.
-Are you good? Did I hurt you? -He asks, turning sideways to face me, cupping one of my cheeks with his hand.
-I'm fine. -I giggle out of the air, turning my head to look at him.
He smiles and kisses my forehead.
-I'll clean you up.
He got a towel from his wardrobe and cleaned me up, then helped me get dressed and sit down on his chair as he changed the sheets. He puts on some clothes too and walks to the kitchen, coming back with a glass of water.
-You need to pee now, it's important, go do it and I'll wait for you here.
I nod, knowing he's right, and do my thing. I look at myself in the mirror, smiling shyly at how much I look like a mess. I try to fix my hair a bit and splash some water on my face, walking slowly to the room and collapsing on the bed.
-Wanna take a nap? -He asks, hugging me from behind.
-Yes, please.
He chuckles and covers me with a blanket, kissing my shoulder and spooning me.
-Oh, and Matt, can we maybe, uh, talk about it?
I bite my lips nervously, looking down at his hand.
-Of course. -He intertwines our fingers, making my heart warm up.
-Are we going to do this again sometime or it was just that? I don't want to be weird, I'm just curious.
-Do you want to do this again?
-Maybe.
He giggles, pulling me closer to his body.
-So you can text me whenever you need help and I'll be there. Now take some rest, sweetheart.
I nod, taking a deep breath and feeling his lips pressing a gentle kiss on my cheek. I fall asleep quickly after that.
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