DOCTOR! | sting eucliffe x reader
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Sting and y/n were secondary rivals. Both had to be the best at EVERYTHING they did. So when they figure out they both want to be surgeons, it's a competition to see who can get into the...
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CHAPTER TEN — TRIO OF FOOLS _______________________
"This is how you treat the people you hate, huh?" Stings lips curled into a smirk against the crown of your head. Naked sweaty bodies stuck together in a slimy embrace.
"Fuck yourself." You say sitting up, tugging at the stand and your h/c hair in disbelief.
Stings' chest shook with his hearty chuckles. "Why'd I do that when I have you here to do that for me?"
Sitting up, his bare chest felt warm against your back. Muscular arms wrapping around your waist. You felt hot breath fanning your neck, then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with the already bruised areas.
You understood the concept of hate fucking, but this seemed like something more.....
SLAM!
The door flew open. Its groaning hinges hissed from the force of it, growing tired of the violent intrusions just like you were.
"SHIT, WHOOPS." A feminine voice squealed, stumbling around with now closed eyes.
"YOU DIDN'T LOCK THE DOOR?" Sting screamed, leaving your ears ringing. Reaching around you to cover the both of you with the sheets, and pulling you into his chest to protect whatever scraps of dignity you had preserved.
"I DIDN'T REALISE WE WERE GONNA FUCK." You yelled back, turning you back to the intruder to hide your body.
"Wait." Said the women, clearly in thought. "I recognise those voices...
Oh my fucking god!
You spun around. If you were correct then the girl had already seen your tits a number of times before...
"CANA!?"
"Y/N!?.... AND STING!?" Her brown eyes bulged in disbelief. Clearly not expecting to see the pair of rivals in bed, naked, and together anytime soon.
"Shut the fucking door." You hissed, slapping at her arm to make her get a move on.
Throwing herself at the rectangle of wood, she took a quick minute to calm her thoughts. "So if I'm correct? I'm seeing y/n and sting naked in a bed together. Or did I get into the hospitals supple of opioids and medicinal marijuana again?"
"Cana I can explain." You start, anxiety tugging at the pit in your stomach.
She scoffed. "I mean, damnnn. I would've hit that a long time ago if I knew he was packing." Her eyes pinned to Stings shaft.
"Cheers." The egoistical boy grinned, always loving when his ego gets stroked. (And something else ;)
Rolling your e/c eyes, you throw his discarded pair of boxers at his crotch. "Cana seriously, you can't tell anybody about this."
Her brows furrowed. "I thought everyone already knew."
"What?"
"I mean the hickies on your neck were obvious y/n, and how else would Sting know those pants were yours?"
Sting started to step into his boxers. "Oh, 'cause I walked in on her fucking someone else."
Canas' loud, shrill gasp made you cringe. "Jeez, two in one week. I gotta step my game up. Who was it?"
"No one." You snapped, rushing your next words out.
Sadly, Sting was just too fast. "Gildarts."
Canas face dropped. "You fucked Gildarts Clive, head of trauma?" Her voice taking on a deathly serious tone.
You paled. "Umm, yeah. Why?" Confused, yet still taken aback by her change in demeanour.
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She sucked in a sharp breathe of air though gritted teeth.
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"YOU FUCKED MY DAD!?"
"WAIT WHAT!?"
"GILDARTS IS YOUR DAD!?"
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Cana patiently waited for Sting and yourself to get dressed. Then she explained the whole reason she came to work at this hospital was to meet her dad. The same dad who didn't know she exists. The same dad who you'd been shamelessly flirting with this whole time, and even went as far as to fuck him.
After that extremely awkward conversation, you and Sting promised to keep her lineage a secret, in return for her keeping your twos sexual history a secret.
"Oh my god, I want to die." You groaned into your hands, now that Cana had gone. Leaving you with Sting.
He chuckled. "You could always be her new mum." Patting you on the shoulder.
Snorting, you give Sting a hard push, watching him stumble around. "Go fuck yourself."
He pulls you towards him by the waistband on your nurse uniform. "You could do that for me. I'm always ready for round two." Lips curling into a smirk against your blushing skin.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"You got a right hand, use it." Snatching your blaring pager, and leaving to the sound of Stings sighs.
Rushing to the ER. Remembering that you had a job you kinda wanted to keep, and that the job was nursing not fucking every guy you could get your hands on. With a hopeful attitude, you prayed your hair would suffice to hide the fresh batch of hickies that littered your skin. Gajeel would never let this one go.
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a/n: ahhhh this chapter is so short I'm so sorry :(((( but I have this dumb little plan for all the chapters and I fucking it up by writing to much or too little so this was just to make sure I can continue following my little plan cos I keep getting confused + I wanna do a face reveal but I'm the biggest pussy ever🥺 + I might get the next chapter out as well today but no promises cos I get waist distracted hehe Love u all and stay safe!!! <3
