On Call

Erotic short. A student doctor with one of the surgeons in the on call dorm.

Another little snippet, this one featuring Jean-Pierre Delacroix.

Dane still can’t quite believe this is happening, sprawled back on one of the beds in the on-call dorm, Doctor Delacroix on top of him, seated on his cock with his hands sprawled on his chest. He’s quite possibly one of the most beautiful men Dane’s ever seen — tall and strong and graceful, his lips pink as cherries, his eyes so blue they look like stained glass when the light catches them, and that’s even before hearing his thick French accent, seeing the way he talks so authoritatively, confidently.

All morning, he’s been working alongside Doctor Margolis, and Dane thinks you’d be able to tell at a glance that he’s an angel, as beautiful as he is, the way he moves his hands when he talks, even the way he does surgery.

He’d been breathless since first setting eyes on him, seeing Delacroix walking in the corridor alongside Margolis, the two of them talking together in whatever language it is Margolis speaks — Polish? Or, or a Jewish, something…? — and he’d been focused on Delacroix whenever he’d joined in lecturing the student doctors on their rounds, adding in anecdotes, expertise, stuff like that.

He’d kept making eye contact with Dane the last day, meeting his gaze and giving him small, sultry smiles, and now, like this, like this —