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Everything Will Be Alright - One Shot

a/n: hiiiiii I’m posting this here (don’t make me regret it for the love of god reblog it)

Summary: Nikki gets told to see a neurologist for something that should have been a simple, routine eye exam. Harry is the neurologist that she ends up seeing.

Warnings: neurological tingz, fluff, and smut

Words: 7.8K

“Just to be on the safe side, I think you should get an MRI so we can rule out a brain tumor.”

Nikki blacked out after that. Too many big words were being thrown at her by her eye doctor. She couldn’t comprehend anything. She didn’t know what questions to ask. He was showing her pictures of the backs of her eyes from this visit compared to last year’s. Something about her veins being swollen? Something looking blurrier? Her doctor asks her if she gets headaches. Who the fuck doesn’t get headaches? Who the fuck doesn’t get eye strain from looking at screens all day?

“We’ll send the referral over, then the hospital will call you to set up the MRI.”

She just nods. She gets up and leaves, and continues on autopilot until she gets back home. She was supposed to go to work after her appointment. That’s not happening now. No, now she’s near convulsing as she cries into the pillow on her bed. Her dog is cuddled up next to her to help soothe her, but nothing can comfort her at this moment.

Four Months Later

Insurance companies, referrals, PCP’s…it’s such a flawed system. The hospital didn’t get the paperwork from the eye doctor. It was two months of back and forth, and then they couldn’t get her an appointment for a consult until two months after that. A consult. Not even the MRI itself! She figured it must not be an emergency if her eye doctor didn’t demand she get the MRI right away.

Today is finally the day of her consult. She’s to see a neurologist, and they’ll assess whether she needs an MRI or not. She checks in with the neurology receptionist at the hospital. It isn’t long before a nurse calls her in. Her vitals are taken, and she answers a few questions.

Then she’s alone in the exam room. Her leg bounces with anxiety as she waits for the doctor.

Ten minutes later, there’s a light knock on the door.

“Hi, I’m so sorry to keep you waiting. I’m Dr. Styles, I’m one of the residents here.” He reaches out to shake Nikki’s hand before sitting down. “I’m a third-year resident, hoping to be an attending here next year, so I promise you’re in good hands. If you’d feel more comfortable having the attending doctor in, I can go get him.” He opens his laptop and looks up Nikki’s record. “Right, so why are you here?”

She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. It’s like the last four months have been a dam, and this doctor just broke it. She bursts into tears, and covers her face with her hands.

“Oh, god.” Dr. Styles frowns, and places a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Hey, take a deep breath, yeah? It’s gonna be okay.”

“I’m sorry.” She sniffles and shakes her head. She looks up at him. “I’ve just been so stressed about this for months.” She takes a deep breath. She sees his badge. His name is Harry. “I’m Nikki.”

“Hi, Nikki.” He smiles warmly. “I’d say you can call me Harry, but that’s not very professional. Can you try to tell me why you’re seeing me today?”

“My eye doctor told me I needed an MRI.”

“Alright, and how did that go?”

“I haven’t had it yet! I was told I had to come see a neurologist for a consult!”

Harry takes in the information, and looks at Nikki’s record.

“There’s…nothing in your files about needing an MRI.”

“Oh my god, I’m going to kill my eye doctor.” She sighs heavily and pinches the bridge of her nose.

“What did he tell you, exactly?”

“I have no idea. I zoned out after he said brain tumor at eight o’clock in the morning.” She rolls her eyes. “He said something about the backs of my eyes looking blurry? About…something being swollen?”

“Okay, I’m going to run a few tests, and look at a few things. Some of it is going to involve me examining different parts of your body. Is it okay to touch your arms and legs?”

“Sure.” She nods.

“Alright, I’m going to ask you some silly questions.”

Harry asks Nikki what her name is, what year it is, then asks her to name the days of the week in order, and backwards. He checks her reflexes, has her pull and push against him with her hands and feet. He has her follow his finger with just her eyes.

“You’re doing really well so far, Nikki.” He tells her. “Would you mind taking your sandals off? I want to check the bottoms of your feet.”

She does so, and swallows hard as his large hand grips her foot. Now, Nikki doesn’t have a thing for people touching her feet, but something about the way he’s holding her so firmly and gently at the same time is making her sweat. It also doesn’t help that Harry is tall and very handsome. Oh, and he’s British. She feels like she’s in a dream.

“Very good. Okay, hop up on the exam table for me. I’m going to turn the lights off and look at the backs of your eyes.”

Nikki does as he says, and waits for him to shut the lights off. He shines a flashlight in her left eye first. He gets so close to her, resting a hand on her shoulder. He checks the other eye, then turns the lights back on.

“Okay, so what I think is going on here is called intercranial hypertension.”

Nikki gets off the exam table and sits back down in the chair.

“Yeah, let’s pretend I have no idea what that means.”

This makes Harry laugh. She’s a funny one. “Basically, there’re these veins in the backs of your eyes, and there’s some pressure on them. Since you don’t have any symptoms of MS, or anything else, it’s just sort of a thing that’s common in young women. Has your vision gotten worse? Any really bad headaches?”

“I have tension headaches once every few months, but I work a desk job so I’m looking at screens all day. So I get the occasional headache, and the occasional eye strain. But I’ve never lost my vision or anything like that.”

“Dizziness?”

“No.”

“Nausea?”

“No.”

Harry nods and makes a few notes on his computer.

“Do you get headaches from laying down?”

“No, they usually go away if I lay down.”

“And your vision hasn’t gotten worse?”

“If anything it’s gotten better since I started wearing glasses last year.”

Harry can’t help but chuckle to himself again. This is exhausting, even for him. This poor woman has been put through all of this worry and stress.

“And I suppose having stress from thinking you may have a brain tumor probably hasn’t helped.” He smirks.

“Not exactly.”

“Well, Nikki, I can honestly say I don’t think you need an MRI. In fact, that’s not even how we would treat or look into this condition.”

“Oh?”

“We would do a spinal tap to really get in there. At this moment in time, I don’t see any reason why I would need to put a needle in your spine.”

“Oh…my god.” She starts sniffling again. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be such a baby.” She tries to catch her breath. “I’ve been dealing with this all by myself for months. Is there anything I can do to not have hypertension in my eyes?”

“Unfortunately, no. We’ll want to keep an eye on things. I’m so sorry you’ve had to deal with this. I plan to give your eye doctor a call to get to the bottom of why exactly he thought an MRI was a way to go. But remember, eye doctors only know so much. He was probably just being overly cautious.”

“I just wish he had explained things differently.” She wipes underneath her eyes and looks at Harry. “Thank you for being so nice.”

“No need to thank me.” He smiles softly. “Your feelings are valid, I’d be stressed too. Even though there’s nothing to really do, I hope this brings some relief to you. I really think you’re going to be fine. You know what symptoms to look out for now, so if anything happens give us a call.”

“So…that’s it?”

“That’s it. I’ll upload all my notes to the portal, so if you want to look back at anything later you can. You don’t even need to check out with the front desk. If you don’t have any questions for me, you’re free to go.”

“Thank you, Dr. Styles.” Nikki sighs and stands up. Harry stands up as well, and shakes her hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.

“Take care of yourself, Nikki. Hopefully you won’t have to come see me again.”

She wants to tell him she wouldn’t mind seeing him again, but that would be way out of line. She doesn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable. So, she just smiles, and leaves the exam room. He probably he sees dozens of patients a day. He’ll forget about her easily, but at least she can think of him fondly from time to time.

One Month Later

Harry thinks about Nikki often. Usually, he can let go of his patients, especially when he’s only needed to meet with them once. But he can’t get the image of this woman crying in his office due to pure exhaustion and fear out of his mind. He’s had to diagnose some pretty horrible shit. He’s had to perform spinal taps. He’s had to be the one to deliver awful news to families. Nikki’s situation shouldn’t be eating at him like this, but it has.

The first thing he did, after conferring with the attending neurologist at the hospital, was call Nikki’s eye doctor. Normally, Harry would give someone the benefit of the doubt, but he went off on this guy. There were barely any notes in Nikki’s file about the initial visit with the eye doctor.

“How in the ever living fuck was she supposed to articulate what you said to her?! The woman was in shock!”

He eventually calmed down, and the chat ended up being reasonable, but he was still really annoyed. How often does this happen? To tell a woman she might have a brain tumor and then not fight to get her into seeing a specialist stat? Yeah, that’s what Harry’s the most pissed off about. It shouldn’t have taken four months for Nikki to have gotten an appointment to see him.

Harry did his job. He wrote out a copious amount of notes, easy enough for Nikki to understand on her end, and sent the message along. He hoped it brought her more comfort. And when she said she had been dealing with this by herself? He was nearly sick over it. His heart broke for the girl.

He wanted to look her up, just to check on her, but that would be extremely unethical. And he’s pretty sure it’s against the law? Who can remember? He just knows he’s not going to risk his career for something so silly.

However, when he happens to be walking by a little bistro and sees Nikki waiting on a table by the window…

He had half a mind to walk in, but he thought of how creepy that would make him look. She would think he was stalking her, right? That’s not the move. It needs to be more casual. Now he’s standing out here overthinking it. He walks away. She seems fine. The smile on her face shows that perfectly well. She’s fine.

Two Months Later

It’s going to be a late night for Nikki. A table of ten just got sat in her section, and it looks to be like a special occasion. At least she knows she’ll get a good tip. A party that large automatically gets charge a 20% gratuity to their bill. One of the runners dropped off water and bread to the table already, so she just needs to start with drink orders and go from there. Easy.

“Hi, everyone, my name’s Nikki, I’ll be your server this evening.” She smiles at everyone. Her eyes scan around the various faces. One face catches her eyes after hearing the sound of choking. Harry. He’s coughing from sipping his water the wrong way. Her eyes widen as she looks at him. “Can I get you started with some drinks?”

“Yes!” One of the men at the table says cheerfully. “We’d like three bottles of red, and three bottles of white for the table, please.”

“You got it. I’ll be right back with those.”

Harry takes another gulp of his water. He was really hoping Nikki wasn’t working tonight. They’re here to celebrate a friend’s birthday. He couldn’t exactly protest on going. When Nikki gets back to the table, she lists off the specials, then starts taking orders.

“And for you, sir?” She asks Harry.

“I’ll just…I’ll have that salmon you mentioned…thanks.”

Nikki nods, and moves on to the next person. Harry looks around and notices that this is Nikki’s only table. After all the orders are taken, Harry excuses himself to go to the bathroom. Only he doesn’t go to the bathroom. He makes his way over to the back of the restaurant, where the POS systems are, and finds Nikki.

“Nikki?”

“Dr. Styles!” She gasps. “Did you need something else?”

“No, I just wanted to talk to you.” He rubs the back of his neck. She has him follow her out the back door so they can speak privately outside. “How have you been?”

“Fine.” She swallows. “Did you know I worked here?”

“No. Well, yes, but I didn’t tell my friends to come here tonight. I…I’ve wanted to reach out.”

“I found a new eye doctor.”

“Good.”

“I heard that you yelled at mine for scaring me.”

“Couldn’t help it.” They look at each other for a moment. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-six. You?”

“Thirty.”

“What’s the occasion for your party?”

“It’s a friend’s birthday.”

“And the woman sitting next to you…?”

“One of my friends. We’re all just friends.”

“I…I’ll be done here around eleven.” She chews on her bottom lip. “If I’m misreading this, though…feel free to let me know.”

“You’re not. I don’t really know why, but you really tugged at my heartstrings that day. I think about you a lot.”

“Then why haven’t you reached out?”

“Because it’s unethical…immoral. You’re a patient of mine.”

“You saw me once for a neurology appointment. It’s not like you’re my psychologist.” She rolls her eyes.

“Alright, I’ll wait for you until your shift ends, and then what?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “Do you have a car?”

“Yeah.”

“We can go for a drive. I need to get back inside now. I have some other tables to cash out.”

They both go back inside, and Harry makes his way over to his table. Luckily, none of his friends ask what took him so long. The entire night, Harry steals glances of Nikki. After dinner, various people leave at different times. A few ask Harry what he’s up to, but he explains that he’s meeting a friend for a drink soon.

He waits patiently for Nikki. It warms her heart a little that he’s thought about her. When she heard he yelled at her eye doctor on her behalf…well…she’s not proud to admit it, but she had a fun night with her vibrator.

“I’m ready.” She says as she comes up to him.

“Great, I’m parked right out on the street. Are you hungry or anything? We could stop so you can eat.”

“I’m not, but thank you. I had dinner at the beginning of my shift.”

Harry leads Nikki out to his car, and opens her door for her. They sit in their seats for a moment. It’s sort of awkward.

“Sorry, I’m not sure where I should drive to.” He laughs nervously.

“We could go to the park. It’s a nice night to just sit there.”

“Okay, yeah.” He nods, and puts the car in drive.

They pull up to a nice spot. It really is a nice spot. The moon is reflecting beautifully in the pond nearby. Harry turns on some music, but keeps the volume quiet. They both unbuckle their seatbelts, and take a deep breath.

“This is awkward, right?” He asks her.

“A little.” She smiles nervously. “But I’m glad I’m here. I…sort of wanted to hit on you when I saw you last, but I knew it would be inappropriate.”

“You did?” His eyebrows raise.

“Yeah! I mean, I’m attracted to you physically. But on top of that you were so sweet and understanding, and you made me feel safe and comfortable. I know you were just doing your job, but you really helped put my mind at ease.”

“I’m happy to hear that. I was worried about you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it’s like…like I’ve had to look at people and give them really bad news, and I’m able to sort of leave all that at work, but…you really stuck with me for some reason.” His cheeks blush ever so slightly.

“So…this is a mutual reaction? As much as I love making friends…”

“I’d like us to be friends, don’t get me wrong.” He places a hand over hers. “But…maybe we could get to a place where we’re a little more?”

“I’d like that.” She smiles. “Do you get busy a lot at work?”

“Sometimes.” He nods. “I’m not a surgeon, so at least I’m not getting pulled into stuff like that. I do a lot of research so I can properly diagnose people. I work with a lot of people who have MS, people who have seizures, stuff like that. It’s the brain and the spinal cord, not just eye stuff.”

“Makes sense.” Nikki nods. “Did you know you always wanted to me a neurologist when you were younger?”

“Yes and no. I was really interested in psychology, but as a science. So, in undergrad I minored in psychology, but I majored in biochem. Then I went to medical school, and specialized in neurology. I’ve been a doctor for four years now. It’s been a long journey, but I’m really happy with it.”

“That’s incredible.”

“How long have you been a waitress for?”

“A while! I’ve been at this place for three years now, so they’re really good to me. I was working at a drug store for a bit, but I wasn’t getting paid enough, you know? So I started working at really nice restaurants. I get amazing tips at this place.”

“Did you go to school or anything?”

“I did.” She nods. “But I didn’t finish. It wasn’t really for me.”

“That’s good you figured that out. I had friends in med school that figured it out a little too late.”

“I got good grades, I just didn’t love it. I didn’t have these crazy aspirations. I sort of like living simply and modestly. I have a two year old dog at home, he’s the best.”

“Yeah? What’s his name?”

“Freddie.” She grins. “Do you want to see a picture?”

“I’d love to.”

Harry leans in so he can look at Nikki’s phone. He smiles from ear to ear as he looks at the pictures.

“He’s adorable.”

“Thank you.” Nikki sets her phone down, then looks at him. “Should we…do you wanna get into the backseat?”

“For what?”

“So we can get more comfortable.”

“For what?” He tilts his head to the side with confusion.

“I just thought if we ended up kissing or something it would be easier if we were in the back.”

“Oh!” His cheeks redden more. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Is this still because I came to see you one time, two months ago as a patient?”

“No…I just prefer to take these things slowly. I don’t do this often, and I’m really cautious when I do. Maybe I could get your number? We can plan an actual date or something.”

“So…so you’re not going to fuck me tonight?”

“God, no.” He shakes his head. “I’m not that kind of guy.”

“I wasn’t saying you were, I hope you’re not offended. I just thought that you wanted to fuck me from the way you kept looking at me all night.”

“How was I looking at you?”

“Like you were hungry for something other than food.”

His hand on hers squeezes. He’s saying something without saying it. She just can’t figure out what exactly. Since it’s late, they agree he should drive her home. Nikki lives in a cute, little apartment building. They sit there, idle.

“Can I have your number?” He asks her.

“Yes.” She nods and hands him her phone.

“Are you seeing anyone?” He asks as he puts his contact information in.

“No.”

“Me neither.” He hands the phone back to her. “I texted myself.”

“Can I ask…why are you single?”

“I don’t date much.” He shrugs. “It can be hard to meet people sometimes. Believe it or not, I can be a little shy.” He turns slightly to look at her. “Why are you single?”

“Been focusing on myself for a while.” She turns slightly to look at him easier. “Maybe something was telling me to hold out for my very cute neurologist.”

Harry smiles at her, and takes her hand in his, rubbing his thumb along her knuckles. He’s so tender, and it’s really doing it for her. She leans in, and lets her eyes flutter closed. Harry panics for a moment. Is he ready to kiss her? This is all happening a little too fast. Before he can say anything, he feels her lips on his cheek, near the corner of his mouth. She rests her forehead against his and sighs softly.

“Would you kiss me?” She asks gently.

“Yes.”

His lips fit between hers. It’s a nice kiss. A really nice kiss. Harry brings his hands up to cup Nikki’s cheeks, sliding his finger back to her hair. She leans in closer to him, and tugs on the front of his shirt. She wishes they were in the backseat of his car right now. She licks experimentally along his bottom lip, and he opens up for her. She moans softly once her tongue is inside his mouth, molding against his own.

Before Harry can ask her what she’s doing, Nikki is climbing across the console to sit in Harry’s lap. She’s straddling him. Her arms are wrapped around his neck, and she’s kissing him like the air in his body is the only thing keeping her alive. His hands squeeze at her hips, and he involuntarily rolls his hips upwards. She moans into his mouth as she feels him getting hard against her. Her hands slide down his chest and grab onto his belt.

“Do you wanna come up?” She asks as she puffs for air. “We could continue this more comfortably on my couch, or on my bed. I’m fine with either.”

“I…” Harry’s heart is pounding. “I’ll walk you to your door. Um…I shouldn’t come up though.”

“Oh.” She frowns slightly.

“It’s not because I don’t want to! You’re so…” He runs his thumb along her bottom lip. “I think I could really like you, so I don’t want to prematurely screw up by moving too fast. I’m not…I’m not a fuck a girl on the first date kind of guy. I don’t really do the friends with benefits thing. If I date someone, then I’m dating them, you know?”

“Oh, Harry.” She smiles and kisses him again. “You get sweeter by the second. We can take this slowly, I don’t mind. I think I just got a little excited in the heat of the moment.” She rocks against him. “You’re hard, so I thought-“

“Of course I’m hard. I’ve got a very pretty girl sitting on me.” He furrows his brows. “Should I have tried to hide it? I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.”

“Not uncomfortable at all.” She grins. “Well, you have my number, use it when you want to see me next.” She climbs off of him and gets out of his car. Harry walks her up to his door. “Well, goodnight.”

“Night. When do you work next?”

“Tomorrow night. I try to work nights on weekends since it’s busier. I get more tips that way. I’m off on Sunday, though.”

“Maybe we could get together Sunday, then? We could go for a walk in the park instead of just being parked by it.”

“That sounds nice.” She smiles and kisses his cheek. “Sunday it is.”

Well, Harry’s officially freaking out. He took a really long shower this morning. Got nervous. Then did some manscaping, and accidentally nicked his balls. He just wanted to be freshly groomed! This is a disaster. He likes the way his happy trail looks, so he keeps that the way it is. He has no idea if he’s going to be naked or not later, but he wanted to be prepared. No matter what, he’s always prepared.

The decided on meeting at the park for a picnic. Nikki said she’d bring the food if Harry would bring drinks and a blanket for them to sit on. He gets there before her so can get a spot by a tree that has good shade. She finds him just as he’s placing the blanket down on the ground.

“Hey.” She smiles, and he turns to look at her with a smile of his own.

“Hi.” He leans in and kisses her cheek. “I had a little fun and got us sparkling white grape juice.”

“That is fun, thank you.” She sets the cooler with food in it down, and then they both sit. “You picked a great spot.”

“Thanks.”

They eat and chat and giggle and have a nice time. Eventually, Nikki finds herself straddling Harry so they can kiss each other. He’s a little nervous doing this in such a public space, but other people are probably doing the same, and it’s not like they’re being vulgar about it.

“I really like kissing you.” She tells him. “Your lips are so soft.” She starts sucking on Harry’s bottom lip, ripping a moan through his throat.

“We should stop.” He tells her. “I’m getting kind of flustered, and we’re in public…”

“Oh! Sorry.” She quickly gets off of him. “Do you always get so, um, worked up from kissing? It’s kind of cute, and an ego boost for me, but if there’s something different you’d prefer-“

“No, it’s not that. I’m just sensitive, that’s all. And since I don’t do this often, I don’t really have a tolerance.”

“Right.” She nods. “When was the last time you were in a relationship?”

“Like a serious one?” Nikki nods yes at that. “High school.”

“Wow…”

“What about you?”

“Two years ago. Did you not date in college?”

“My girlfriend and I broke up during our freshman year of college, and I didn’t want to hook up with random people. I was really focused on my studies. Same for when I was in med school.”

“And now?”

“Been busy with work stuff. Dating…dating sort of terrifies me, Nikki. I know I came across as calm and suave in the exam room, but I’m a little socially awkward when it comes to non-neurological things.”

Nikki pouts affectionately at Harry. He just got a million times cuter. She cups his jaw and leans in to kiss him. He kisses her back, letting out a relaxed sigh as her lips take over his.

“I have Wednesday off this week.” He blurts out. “Do you have to work?”

“Only in the afternoon for lunch.”

“Maybe I could come by and meet your dog?”

“I’d love that!” She beams. “Freddie’s gonna love you, I just know it.”

And so, on Wednesday, in the early evening, Harry comes over with pizza. Freddie does like Harry right away, but who wouldn’t. Harry likes Nikki’s apartment. It’s a spacious one-bedroom. Before long, she ends up laying on top of him on her couch. They’re kissing, and since they’re lying, she has a bit more room to grind down on him. He’s hard, but this time he’s not making moves to stop her or tell her to slow down. He’s doing his best to keep up and move his hips along with hers.

It’s when her lips leave his that makes him nervous. She starts kissing on his jaw and neck. Her fingers tangle and twirl in his hair as she gently sucks on his skin. She knows not to leave a nasty mark, but a little one should be fine. Besides that, she’s entranced by him. She’s having fun just kissing and grinding. She’s moaning into his neck every time he rolls his hips up to hers. She likes feeling how hard he is against her. She can feel how wet she is. She’s probably soaked at this point since they’ve been going at it for at least an hour.

“Harry?” She asks, sitting up a little. “Do you maybe feel like doing a little more?”

“More what? Do you want me to kiss on your neck too?”

“Well, yeah, that would feel really good, but-“ He moves her so she’s on her back, and he’s the one laying on top of her. “You can leave all the marks you want, I won’t mind.”

Harry kisses and licks and sucks on Nikki’s neck and collarbone while she wraps her legs around his waist. She needs more friction. She moves against him a little faster, and he’s moving right along with her until all of a sudden he stops and sits up.

“Sorry, I just need a second.” He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Felt like I was going to…to lose it.”

“It would have been okay if you had. I would have cleaned you up.” She bats her lashes as she sits up and tugs on the front of his shirt. “Or you could let me take care of you with my mouth so there’s no mess at all.”

“Oh, I…I’d like that, but…I don’t think now is a good time.”

“Alright.” She can respect that. She’s annoyed, but she can respect that. “I guess I’m just a little revved up. You’ve got me really hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She lays back down and spreads her legs. “Do you wanna feel?”

“Yes.” He nods, but makes no move to touch her.

“Okay…go ahead.”

“I can’t.”

“Does it still feel too soon?” She asks as she props herself up on her elbows.

“Um…yeah, a little. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be!” She shoots up and hugs him. “Like I said, I’m just a little revved up. I don’t really know why I’m rushing this. We’ve barely been going out a week.”

“It’s okay, it’s nice to feel wanted. I want you to feel wanted to, so believe me when I tell you, I want you. I just don’t…I’m not…I think our clothes should stay on, and I don’t think we should touch below the belt yet. I don’t mind the grinding and stuff, but anything more than that is too much for me, I think.”

“Harry, thank you so much for being so open about your boundaries with me. It means a lot. Kissing you is great, I’m okay if that’s all we do for now.”

“You sure?”

“Mhm.” She nods. “Can we…can we go back to kissing now?”

“Yeah.” He nods and lowers himself back on top of her. He licks into her mouth and they both moan. It’s so good.

A Month A Half Later

“Wait, so you and this guy have been seeing each other for over a month, and he hasn’t even so much has tried to take your shirt off?”

Nikki’s talking with one of her co-workers at the restaurant while the fold napkins for tables.

“All we do is make out. I’m not complaining because he’s a really good kisser, but he stops us any time he gets close to coming in his pants. I offer to take care of him, but he keeps telling me it’s not the right time or that he can’t. And when I ask him if he wants to touch me, he says yes but doesn’t. I don’t want to pressure him, but I need a little more I think.”

“How are things otherwise?”

“Great! We always have a lot to talk about, but we also are able to have comfortable silences. Like we can just cuddle and watch TV. Freddie loves him. He’s even let Freddie come over to his places a couple of times. He bought a water dish for him! Like, I think we both see this going somewhere, but he’s being really timid.”

“Maybe his last breakup was bad.”

“He hasn’t been in a serious relationship since he was in high school, and he’s thirty.”

“Jesus.”

“And like everyone does everything in their own time, but that feels like a long time to not have been in a relationship, you know? And he says he doesn’t do hookups.”

“Do you think…maybe he doesn’t have a lot of physical experience, so maybe he’s just nervous?”

“Like…he’s never had sex before?”

“Maybe.”

“I don’t know.” Nikki blinks. “I never even thought of that. I’m not going to ask, that’s such a personal question.”

“If you need more physically from him though, you should tell him.”

“I don’t want him to feel pressured.”

“So say it in a non-pressuring way. All you’re doing is advocating for your love language, that’s all.”

Nikki takes in her friend’s words and mulls them over. She’s supposed to see Harry tonight after work. He’s coming over to watch a movie with her. He hasn’t spent the night yet, but since it’s Friday, maybe he will.

Nikki is fidgety as she sits with Harry on her couch. They’re cuddling, but she wants him all over her. She pulls him down to lay on top of her, and it makes him chuckle.

“Won’t I crush you like this?” He asks.

“Want you to crush me. Feels nice to have you on top of me.”

“You’re cute.” He pecks her lips. “I have a question I wanted to ask you.”

“What is it?”

“Would you…like…would you want to officially be my girlfriend? I want you to meet my friends and stuff.”

“Oh, Harry.” She pushes on his chest so they can both sit up. “I’d love to meet your friends. But girlfriend is really serious for two people who haven’t even slept together yet, you know? What if…what if we’re not all that compatible in that area?”

“Is sex that important?”

“It is to me. I’m really big on physical touch and affection. I’ve been okay taking this slowly with you, but at some point I’d really like it if we could start doing more. I mean, you haven’t even seen me without a shirt on.”

“I’ve never seen any woman with their shirt off. Well, that’s a lie, I have, just in a sexual way. When I was in medical school, I had to learn how to-“

“Harry.” She takes his hands in hers. “Focus, please. Can I ask you a personal question? There’ no judgement or anything, but are you nervous to do more with me because you’ve never done more with anyone?”

“It’s embarrassing.” He groans, letting his head fall forward.

“It’s not.” She cups his cheeks and lifts his head back up. “You can tell me, it’s okay.”

“I’ve never done more than what we’ve done.” He admits. “I felt like I was too young in high school. My girlfriend and I broke up because she was ready for more since we were in college, but I still hadn’t felt ready. Then…I got so focused on school, that getting into a relationship and having sex didn’t seem like a priority. And then before I knew it was in med school, and then I was a working doctor, and now I’m thirty and I’m still a virgin.”

“Slow down.” She shakes her head. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“Yes it is. How can you not be judging me right now?”

“I’m in shock because you’re so beautiful, but I’m not judging. I didn’t have sex for the first time until I was twenty-two.”

“Had you done other things before?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, well, I haven’t. I’ve never let anyone do anything to me, and I’ve done anything to anyone else. And I…I’ve really wanted to be more intimate with you, but I’m afraid I’m not going to be any good. I have no idea how to do anything.”

“Do you ever touch yourself?”

“Well, yeah.” His cheeks redden. “Don’t you?”

“Mhm.” She smiles with nod. “Sometimes I even think about you when I do it.”

“I think about you too.”

“Okay, so we have a starting off point. Look, there’s no pressure on my end, okay? I really appreciate you being so honest and open with me. I know how scary this can be. You helped me through a really scary time in my life, so I can help you with this…if you want.” She leans in and kisses the tip of his nose. “And just for the record, I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

“Really?” He perks up.

“Really. I’d be an idiot to turn you down. Not only am I dating a doctor, but I’m dating a neurologist. My parent’s will be thrilled.”

“Ah, so that’s why you’re keeping me around.” He scoffs playfully.

“And because you’re a good kisser.” She jokes. “I could bite and suck on your lips all day.”

“You’re really okay with me being a virgin?”

“Virginity is a construct.” She shrugs a shoulder. “Obviously sex is a big deal, I’m not discounting that, but it doesn’t need to be the end all be all. Is there anything you’re dying to do?”

“I want to…I want to touch your breasts without any clothes covering them.”

“I can make that happen whenever you want, Harry.”

“Would now be okay?”

Nikki nods, and moves to straddle her new boyfriend. She lifts her arms up, and waits for him to take the hint to lift the shirt off of her. His eyes widen when he sees her bra. He sets her shirt down beside them. Nikki reaches behind herself to unclasp her bra, and the straps slowly slide down her shoulders.

“Oh, wow.” Harry says as he gazes at her chest. “Can I touch them?”

“Yes.” She giggles. “Do whatever you want. You suck on them, bite them whatever.”

“Do your nipples get sensitive?” He asks as he cups her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples. “How should I go about it?”

“Kiss them like when you kiss my neck. I’ll tell you if you bite too hard.”

Harry nods and leans in, licking over one of her nipples. He watches as it pebbles, then licks it again. He starts sucking on it, only the nipple first, then taking more of her breast into his mouth. He looks up at her, pleading to know if she likes what he’s doing.

“Feels good, Harry.” She runs a hand through his hair.

He kisses along her chest until he’s at her other breast. He sucks and licks on her while his other hand gropes at her. She puts her hand over his, showing him how he should squeeze and move. She grunts and groans.

“You’re so hard.” Nikki whimpers, and rolls her hips down onto him. “Please, let me help you. Let me take care of it.”

“Can we just keep doing this? I’ll just…I feel really good, I don’t want to stop.”

“Do you want to just come in your pants? I can wash them for you after?”

Harry nods yes. With that, Nikki pushes him to lay on his back, and she starts grinding back and forth on his bulge. Harry continues groping and kissing on her breasts, moaning louder when as he feels himself getting closer. He sucks hard on one of her nipples, nipping at it, and Nikki gasps. She collapses down onto him, and moves faster on him. She’s getting just the right amount of friction from his jeans against her leggings.

“Fuck.” She grits her teeth.

“Nikki, I think I’m gonna come.”

“Me too.” She whimpers into his neck.

“Are you sure it’s okay if I make a mess?”

“Yes, I’m gonna make a mess too, it’s okay.”

They both lose it, riding it out the best they both can. Harry clings to Nikki. She moves to slot her mouth over his, soothing him.

“Feels all cold now.” He sighs.

“It’s good when it’s happening, but not after.” She chuckles. “If you want you can use my shower. I can give you a towel to hang out in while I wash your clothes. I can throw everything in with a load I need to do anyways.”

“That would be great, thank you.” They both sit up. “Do you think I could stay the night with you and Freddie tonight?”

“I was hoping you’d ask.” She beams.

“Maybe after I shower…we could lay on your bed and try some other things?”

“Only if you really want to, Harry. I’m fine if we leave it where we do for now.”

“I want to.”

“Then…let’s shower later.” She tugs him along to her bedroom, and they get onto the bed. She helps him take his pants off, but leaves his shirt and underwear on. She takes her leggings off, and leaves her panties on. She opens her legs so he can see. “I made a mess too. Soaked right through my panties because of you.”

“Holy shit.”

“You can touch…if you want.”

Harry reaches forward, but decides to just grip her inner thigh.

“How do you like to be touched, Nikki? I feel like on paper I know exactly what to do. I mean, I know the basic anatomy of a woman.”

“Would it be okay if I got fully naked?” Harry nods yes at that, and watches Nikki take her panties off.

“You’re so…pretty.” He says as he looks down at her. He moves and lays on top of her like he has tons of times. “Can already feel how warm you are.”

“Do you want to try to use your fingers?”

“Yeah.”

She takes one of his hands and sucks on his middle finger. He’s in awe of her. She sits up on her elbows when she’s done, and opens her legs.

“Rub your finger around first before putting it in.”

“Wait…shouldn’t I…do you want me to kiss it?”

“Do you want to?”

“Yes.”

“Go for it.”

“How?”

“Just…kiss it like you would my mouth.”

Harry shifts down between her legs, and uses his thumbs to spread her apart. His tongue peaks out, and he licks over her. He does this a few times, then he really gets going. He keeps licking over her center. Before Nikki can tell him to move up a little, he does it on his own experimentally.

“Oh!” She gasps. “Right there, keep using your tongue there, that’s my clit.”

“I found it?” He beams. “Okay. Should I use my fingers now too?”

“Please.” She nods. Harry slips his middle finger inside of her, and goes back to licking over her clit. “Good, now, make a ‘come here’ motion with your finger.”

“Like this?”

“Yes, fuck.” Her head rolls back and she starts moving against him. “You can use a second finger.”

Harry listens and adds a second finger. He keeps doing what he’s doing with his mouth, sucking and licking over her clit. His fingers are inside of her knuckle deep, pressing against that spongey front wall. She squeezes around his fingers and arches her back.

“Does it feel good?” He asks her.

“Yes, please don’t stop. You’re doing amazing.” Her head thrashes from side to side until she’s coming around his fingers. “Holy fucking shit.” She breathes. “Not so scary, huh?”

“No.” He chuckles. “You taste really good, you know that?”

“Thanks.” She sits up and kisses him. “Can I taste you?”

“If…if you really want to, I think I’d like it.”

Harry rids himself of his clothes. He’s never been this naked for someone before. Nikki takes her time caressing his body, kissing him all over until she’s between his legs.

“You sure you’re ready?” She asks him.

“Yeah.” He nods. “I’m ready.”

Nikki wells up some spit in her hand before gripping Harry’s hard cock. She groans at how big and heavy it feels in her hand. She kisses his tip, then licks over his already leaking slit. She sucks on him while she carefully pumps the rest.

“Oh, wow…Nikki, your mouth.” Harry grits his teeth. “I…I don’t think I’m gonna last long. That feels…that feels so good.” Her other hand moves to cradle his balls, and his mouth falls open. He watches as her head moves up and down, how her tongue laves at him, how her hand fists him. It’s everything he’s ever wanted. “Please, can I come in your mouth? It’s okay if you don’t-“

Nikki takes Harry down her throat and chokes on him. He loses it there, spurting down her throat. She takes it all, greedily. She moans and she continues to suck on him. She pulls off of him slowly, and crawls up his body, kissing him. She cuddles him and praises him and shows him so much affection.

“So…what did you think of your first blow job?” She asks him.

“That was…otherworldly. My head is spinning.” He turns to look at her. “This is going to sound really fucked up, but I’m glad you had an overly cautious eye doctor. If you hadn’t been told to see a neurologist…we never would have met, and I don’t know…I can’t remember a time I’ve ever been this happy.”

“I’m really happy too. You’ve been so wonderful to me. I…I’m sorry if I was hesitant before about the girlfriend thing. I want to be your everything. Let’s see this through.”

“Don’t be sorry.” He assures her. “You had every right to be wary. I just know how I feel, and I want you.”

“I want you too.”

“I don’t know when I’ll be ready to go all the way, but…this was really nice tonight. Can we keep trying things here and there?”

“Of course.” She snuggles into his chest. “I think now that I know why you may have been holding back physically, I have a better understanding of everything. We’ll do more when you’re ready. If I feel like I really need a cock inside me, I can just use my dildo in the meantime, it’s not a big deal.”

“Do those feel good? I’ve always been so curious.”

“They do! I have to be in a particular mood to use it over a vibrator, but sometimes I really need the penetration to come.”

“Nikki?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we go again, but in the shower? I think it would be nice to do what we just did in there.”

“Your cock’s not too sensitive?”

“It probably is, but I don’t care. I just wanna touch you again.”

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