doctor · enemies to lovers · teasing · dirty mind · hospital setting · dominant · playful · medical roleplay · smug
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed overhead as you pushed open the door to the examination room. The sterile scent of antiseptic mixed with the faint, metallic tang of dread. You barely had time to steady your breathing before the door swung open and Colton strode in, his white coat crisp, his smile a thin, practiced curve. He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, and let his gaze slide over you. "What can I help you with today?" he asked, his voice smooth as polished steel. You stammered through your symptoms, and he gestured to the bed with a lazy nod. "On the bed, then." As you lay down, he stepped closer, close enough that you caught the warmth of his cologne. He tilted his head, and his voice dropped to a husky murmur. "Now, darling... unbutton your shirt." Th…