"chan. i'm pregnant not fucking disabled!"
minho snapped at chan, who had a hand on minho's back to help him. the older took off his hand and chuckled.
"calm down, fuck. let's just get you to the doctor."
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minho glanced around the hospital room, toying with his gown. "chan, are they going to stick their fingers up my vagina. i don't want that."
"depends, min. i don't know. i know they have to check your cervix, so, probably."
jisung picked up his clipboard, reading over the charts, nodding to himself. he opened the door to the room and almost stumbled at the pretty man in the bed.
"hi," he looked at the chart. "minho?" the latter nodded, and jisung smiled sitting at the small desk in front of the bed.
"i'm jisung. or dr. han. whatever you want to call me. we're doing just a quick checkup?"
minho hummed. "i want to make sure my baby's okay." jisung spun in the chair after he entered the notes onto minho's file.
"as does every parent. your first baby?"
"yes. first, hopefully last."
he turned to chan. "father?" chan had to keep himself from gagging, and minho hit him. "god no. sorry, min. but fuck no. the dad isn't in the picture."
jisung nodded, opening the drawer and pulling out the gel. "alright, we'll just do an ultrasound first, and see how the baby's doing."
he rolled his chair over to minho. "would you like a towel to cover while i lift the gown?" minho nodded quickly and jisung grabbed the towel they keep under the beds.
he laid it over minho's lower body, lifting the gown up over his stomach. he rubbed the gel onto minho's belly, before standing up and going to the machine.
"so, this is your baby. looking healthy, and in a position for a regular birthing. now, i'll be checking your cervix."
"um, do- do we need to?"
"well, i'd like to know if it's dilated or effaced. for safe labour purposes."
minho bit his lip, nodding. "okay. does it hurt?" jisung pulled on his gloves. "it may sting, but just let me know and we can take a break. so, if you could just lift your feet for me."
minho propped his feet on the bed, eyeing chan nervously. "chan, can you get me some water?" chan nodded, leaving the room to go downstairs.
minho exhaled slowly, and jisung softly smiled at him, bringing his fingers under the towel. the tip of his finger pressed against his entrance and minho shook his head, backing up in the bed.
"sorry, sorry, i-" jisung shook his head. "don't worry, it'll be quick. just a quick check."
as he tried again, jisung furrowed his eyebrows and minho's expression paled. "is- is something wrong?"
"i just, may need to take a look to make sure everything's fully okay. is that alright?"
"uh, okay." minho pulled off the towel and blushed as jisung stared at him.
jisung smiled. "it's alright, we'll finish the exam, i just needed a quick look."
jisung pressed two fingers in slowly, and minho shifted uncomfortably. "okay, it's effaced. which is good. and it's dilated."
minho really tried not to think about the fact that a very hot man had his fingers in him at the moment. but fuck was he hot.
jisung prodded around, and minho knew this man was experienced. he inhaled slowly, and jisung glanced at him.
"feeling okay?"
"mhm. i'm okay."
jisung nodded, an amusing smile on his face. "no pain?" minho shook his head, "just feels weird. but good. i-i'm good! not that it feels good- not that it doesn't!- oh god."
he covered his face, and jisung chuckled, slowly pulled out his fingers. minho had to keep his mouth shut.
"any concerns or questions?"
minho had to make something up to have those fingers back in. now.
"uh, i've bled, recently. just last night. i tried to,
um, oh my god, i can't do this."
he blushed and jisung took off his gloves. "it's okay, no need to be embarrassed. i've heard it all."
"i tried to- ugh. i tried to finger myself and i bled."
it wasn't a full lie. he didn't bleed. but he did have a nice orgasm.
"bled? how much?"
"not a concerning amount, um, i might have torn something? i searched it up and it was possible."
jisung nodded, going over to the desk to grab the glove box. "would you like me to check? if something's torn, it's definitely serious."
minho nodded. "uh, if that's okay." god did minho almost drop to his knees when jisung put the gloves on again.
minho could have orgasmed the second this hot man put his fingers back in. jisung pressed around, glancing up at minho.
"could you just hold here for me?"
jisung spread his labia open and minho held himself open with his two fingers. jisung curled his fingers, and minho let out a shaky exhale.
a low smirk was on jisung's lips and he rubbed the clit back and forth slowly. "mm, i'm seeing a small cut on the clitoris here."
"oh, r-really?"
minho was losing his fucking mind. he had to be doing this on purpose. as jisung thrusted his fingers, his other two rolled the clit between the tips of his fingers.
minho let out a small whimper, and jisung hummed lowly. "there's no need to worry. i'm not seeing any tears. nor feeling."
"but, masturbation and orgasms can help with any pain you're having. i recommend it."
minho rested his head back on the pillow, closing his eyes as his clit was stimulated. he let out small gasps every few seconds, and jisung pilled his fingers out.
minho was pissed. no way was he being denied of an orgasm by a hot guy. he grabbed the latter's wrist.
"i know you did not just do that."
"do what? i was just checking up."
"on what? my ability to orgasm? keep fucking going."
jisung chuckled, returning his fingers in. after a few more seconds, minho's eyes rolled back.
