Note: I combined a request from @drakewalkerfantasy and an anon request from the smut prompts list. Prompts are bolded within the fic.
It’s been long day and Lainey’s tired. She’s looking forward to going home, having a glass of wine, and promptly passing out in bed. She’s on her way to the locker room when she feels her pager buzz and lets out an exasperated groan, but when she checks the screen she’s puzzled by what she sees.
“Why is Dr. Ramsey asking me to bring Dr. Banerji’s lab results to him at home?” she wonders aloud. He could easily just log in from home and get them himself, but with the mood he’s been in lately, she’s not about to question him. She prints the labs and heads to Dr. Ramsey’s place.
She plans on this being a quick stop, all business of course. Dr. Ramsey – because she’s not going to call him Ethan when he’s just her superior – made it clear after they nearly slept together in Miami that they’d crossed a line and it couldn’t happen again. Yet somehow every time they’ve been in close proximity, there’s been this unspoken tension in the air. Hell, even Dr. Banerji can see it. But Ethan’s got resolve of steel and Lainey’s not getting her hopes up that he’ll crack anytime soon. She’s just going hand him the papers and leave. At least that’s what she thinks until he opens the door.
“Lain-, Dr. Grey, come in,” he insists. Lainey looks him over from head to toe and is mesmerized by what she sees. He’s wearing worn in jeans and a fitted heather gray long sleeved tee that highlights his perfectly sculpted pecs. To top it off he’s got on his blacked framed glasses, and she suddenly feels weak in the knees. She doesn’t know why she half expected him to still be in is lab coat and dress clothes, but seeing him dressed down like this does inexplicable things to her. “…Or you could just stand there all night.”
“Oh! Sorry. I was just going to drop these off and run. I’ve got plans,” she lies but when his face falls, she cannot control her actions. “But did you need something quick? I suppose I could spare of few minutes.”
“Well, um…I would like to review the labs with you.” He ushers her into the living room and she sits down on the couch. “Would you like a glass of wine?” He points to a bottle of Cabernet already out on the counter.
If she didn’t know better she’d think he just made up a lame excuse to get her over here, but maybe she doesn’t know better, so she’ll just roll with it. “Sure. Maybe a little alcohol will somehow give us some clarity.” She’s not quite certain herself if she’s referring to Naveen’s case or her the situation with Ethan. “So why couldn’t you just look up his results electronically?”
Ethan hands her a glass and sits down beside her. “You know I prefer to have a hard copy in hand. I’m less likely to miss things that way.”
“Uh-huh. So is your printer broken?” She teases.
“No, but since you were coming here anyway…”
“Only because you told me to bring the labs. Unless there was another reason you wanted me to come over…”
Ethan clears his throat. “We should probably get to work since you have plans. Are you seeing Bryce tonight?”
“Excuse me?” Lainey is taken aback. “Why would that matter to you?”
“It doesn’t. I just noticed you two look pretty chummy in the halls, and I’ve heard rumors.” Ethan admits.
Half of her wants to tell him off for sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong, but the other half wants to know how he’ll react. “Yeah, Bryce and I hang out sometimes.”
“And by hang out you mean…” His features remain tense as he waits for her reply.
Lainey smirks. “Dr. Ramsey, are you jealous?”
“What? No! I’m not jealous! it’s just…you’re mine!” A look of horror crosses Ethan’s face at the words that just came out of his mouth. “I mean I want, er…I wish-”
Lainey places a hand on his knee. “Ethan-”
“Please forget I said anything.” Ethan’s eyes dart to the floor. “It was completely out of line, and inappropriate, and-”
“Ethan!” Lainey cuts him off, tilting his chin up so she can look him in the eyes. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
In an instant, the distance between them disappears as Ethan slips his hand behind Lainey’s head and crashes his lips to hers. They kiss hungrily, desperately, drinking each other in until the both need to come up for air. Ethan fidgets with the top button on Lainey’s blouse. “Tell me to stop…tell me we can’t do this.”
Lainey leans in closer, her gaze never faltering. “Ethan, don’t stop. We’re doing this.” She takes off Ethan’s glasses, setting them on the table and kisses Ethan hard as he expertly undoes the buttons all the way down her shirt and pushes it off her shoulders. He removes his shirt in one smooth motion and then moves to his lower half while she takes off her skirt and panties.
Ethan pulls Lainey onto his lap facing him, kissing and sucking her neck as he unhooks her bra. Her entire skin is alight and everywhere he touches stokes the fire within her. She tosses her bra across the room and Ethan pauses to sit back to look at her. He ghosts his hands up her sides and over her breasts taking in every inch of her bare skin and sending shivers down her spine. “You are incredible, Lainey.”
Straddling his hips, Lainey reaches down and grabs his hard length, stroking it up and down until a bead of precum appears. She takes her thumb and rolls the slippery substance around the head, causing Ethan to shut his eyes and moan. Still in her grasp, she slides to tip of Ethan’s cock through her slick folds and over her clit until she aches for more. “Ethan I want you so bad,” she whimpers.
“Then take me,” he answers, lifting under her thighs with his strong arms and pulling her closer. She centers herself over him and sinks down with a gasp as his thickness pushes against her walls as the stretch to accommodate him. “Oh, Lainey, you feel amazing.”
She rolls her hips as he thrusts up into her. He takes a breast in each hand and licks and sucks each nipple before moving onto the other. He bites down on one and tugs just hard enough to send a sharp jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She moves faster, hitting her sweet spot each time she comes down and pushing her closer to the edge. “Ethan…I need more,” she pleads and Ethan responds, digging his fingers into her thighs and bouncing her up and down until she cries out as the damn breaks and waves of pleasure wash over her, her walls pulsing rhythmically around him.
“God, Lainey, you’re too much,” Ethan breathes, and before she knows it she’s on her back, arms pinned over her head with her legs wrapped around Ethan’s waist as pounds into her. She can tell from his increasing groans and labored breath he’s close and then with one last thrust he moans her name and finds his release inside her.
Ethan slides next to her on the cramped couch and holds her close to him. She stares deep into his eyes, searching for answers to questions she doesn’t want to ask. As if he can read her mind, he answers. “Lainey…I don’t know what this means for us, but I hope you don’t for one second think I regret this, because I don’t at all.”
“Lainey smiles softy, and brushes her thumb over his cheek. “Me either.”
Ethan smiles back. “Good. We can figure out how we can make this work later, but for tonight, would you stay?”
Lainey kisses him sweetly on the lips. “I’d love to.” She follows him to bed, and as she drifts to sleep peacefully in his arms, she lets herself believe it could always be this easy.