Jack Dawkins One Shots

Hysteria P2

I hummed a little tune to myself as I twisted the copper tap, it trembled and clanked a little before the steamy water flooded from the faucet into the freshly cleaned porcelain. I continued to humm to myself as I danced like a ballerina around the marble stone of the bathroom floor, in the gentle light of the setting sun through the frosted window. I held my silk robe around my body as I danced to my mind's music, the robe being all that concealed me. Even if I often let it slip off my shoulder or rise to my thigh. 

"My, my," I jumped and turned to the door as I clutched my robe tightly, seeing my father in the doorway,

"Father!" I protested, "Can't a young lady have some privacy?"

"Alright, Alright," he sighed, "I should start paying in advance,"

"For what?" 

"You're treatments, with doctor dawkins." He said and immediately I attempted to hide my blush, "You seem to be getting better far more chipper and sweet than you used to be." he said, "For a pound a week I must admit... it worth it to have my daughter not screaming my head off." he said,

"I'm- I'm glad you think so Father," I smiled, 

He nodded and headed off, so I shut and locked the bathroom door before turning off the tap on the bath now it was filled with sweet steamy water. I pushed off my robe and let it pool at my feet. I stepped into the hot water gasping as my skin met the hot water. I sat down and sighed joyfully as the water soothed my body. I washed my body up and down and scrubbed my skin with the washcloth while humming my little tune to myself. But the longer I lay in the hot water the more my mind travelled lower, my legs shifted and my thighs rubbed together. The thought of Doctor Dawkins wouldn't leave my mind. 

Of his fluffy messy hair, of his blood-ladened scent, of his rough skin, of his sly smile, of his chocolate eyes, of his long skilled nibble surgeon's fingers... 

My body began to sink into my tub and the hand that had been scrubbing my legs slipped higher and higher, in my mind his hand replaced my own, and his voice filled my ears,

"My goodness Miss Y/l/n, you seem very tense today," 

I blushed as I let my hand move higher and began to stroke my clit being a little rougher so my smooth skin felt more like his rough tough, 

"humm very tense indeed Miss Y/l/n, you must have missed me."

I sunk lower into my water so the water sat just below my nose, letting my fingers slip inside me and trying to mimic his movements, his touch, his everything. I knew My body was trembling in the water, my jaw slack as I took sharp breaths through my nose, 

"Maybe we should bring you in for more appointments Y/n, maybe I should just keep you up in my room and take care of my poor hysterical girl?"

"UUuhhhhhh!" I gasped as I threw back against the bathtub and I hit my orgasm. I couldn't hold back my giggles and my blush so I quickly finished my bath and got myself to bed. 

I Almost skipped down the street to the hospital, I stepped up the stairs and through the wooden door, as soon as I entered I saw Doctor Dawkins as he came from the ward paperwork in hand, 

"Ohh Morning Miss-" He began but I simply spun across the floor with a wide smile and all but crashed into him nuzzling my head on his waistcoat, "Uhhh... morning?" he chuckled, "Someone's cheery today," 

"I was looking forward to my appointment," I smiled, 

"Alright, come on then." He chuckled but I wouldn't move so he sighed and simply lifted me in his arms to carry me to his office, I giggled kicking my feet playfully as I nuzzled close and held him a little until we reached the office where he set me down on the table, he tried to move but I wouldn't let go. "You are very cuddly today aren't you?" he chuckled,