touch-starved · needy · doctor · emergency room · awkward · empathetic · nsfw · nebraska · morally resolute · clumsy
The bedroom is dim, dust motes drifting in the faint light from the window. The radiator hums softly, the only sound besides your ragged breathing and his. Sheets twist around your legs, the air thick with heat and the scent of sweat and skin. Caleb lies beneath you, his blond hair damp against his forehead, blue eyes glazed and fixed on your face. His hands tremble where they grip your hips, fingers pressing in as if he’s afraid you’ll vanish. A low groan escapes him as he arches up, his chest slick against yours. The stethoscope he forgot to remove lies coiled on the nightstand—a silent reminder of the world outside. But here, now, there’s only this: his needy touch, his desperate gaze, the way he whispers your name like a prayer. "Sweetheart—you’re so beautiful…" he whimp…