Emily hurriedly pushed the last of her patients out the door. The Mechanic who had previously come in for various issues was a real piece of work, if it weren't too big of a headache or a stomachache that just seemed a little too painful it would be an unusual rash or any other ailment to get the Doctor's attention.
Emily sighed and started packing up her things to get ready to leave. She knew the Mechanic was only trying to stay safe, but how badly she wanted to tell her to stop worrying so much. Oh well, at least she got paid.
A sudden knock on Emily's door made her flinch. It was six in the afternoon, and most people's shifts were over,, so why would anyone still be in this building? She walked over to open up to the mysterious person waiting for her.
"Emily! My favorite doctor!" Ada said as she stood with open arms, greeting her coworker joyfully.
"Oh Ada, you overestimate me. Why are you still here this late? Don't you have better things to do? I heard Aesop is having a party tonight, wouldn't you rather be there?"
Emily kindly gave her coworker a quick hug and held her by the shoulders while she continued talking.
"You know, you've always struck me as quite the party animal, so extroverted and kind to everyone."
Emily quickly let loose of the slightly taller woman in front of her.
Ada giggled, nodding. "Ah, right. Usually, I would go but... I found it a better idea to come to see how you are holding up today, dear."
She looked around the room, eyeing the Doctor's full schedule and the chaotic mess of papers on her desk. "Not so well, hm?"
Emily's cheeks turned slightly red, hearing the nickname fall from the Psychologist's mouth. "Well- it's just been busy is all. I've been a bit stressed and people keep coming in for such small things. It's hard to keep up with all the people that come and go."
She took a step back as Ada stepped closer to her, observing the doctor.
"Stressed, you say?" The Psychologist repeated.
Emily's mind started racing immediately. She couldn't help it, Ada looked so... mesmerizing. No shit she would've been given that last name with those looks. And if anything were to happen right now, it wouldn't be the first time either. They've hooked up before, Emily's felt the Psychologist's lips on her own and tasted her chapstick with it, but it's never gone further than that.
What if she didn't look good now? Oh god, what if she accidentally wore the granny underwear that she found in her closet not even knowing where it came from today, that would be embarrassing. But it probably won't even come to that, she's probably just overthinking it again, right? Or-
"Emily, Emily!! Hello? You here?"
Emily's eyes shot up, too caught up in her thoughts to have heard what Ada was saying.
"Sorry, what did you say?"
She watched the psychologist raise her eyebrow, a mix of emotions on her face, giving her a confused and worried look.
"My, you really must be stressed if you're zoning out like that. I was only asking about your patients today; did they give you any hard work?" Ada took the opportunity of her worriedness to take another step closer to the Doctor.
"Oh well, you know, the usual," Emily mumbled as she took another step back, not out of fear or uninterest, but because she knew if she stood too close the psychologist would be able to hear her heartbeat at the high speed it was going.
Ada looked at Emily in amusement, giving her a knowing smile. "So, nothing scary? Nothing bad, or, you know... rough?" She teased and took one last step towards Emily.
Emily nodded, eyes panicking when she realized the psychologist did know what she was doing to her. She attempted to take another step back to regain her distance, but when her leg hit her desk, she understood that she was trapped. Trapped between that gorgeous woman and one stupid desk.
Ada moved in closer with her face, trapping Emily even further, her arms on either side of the desk to make sure she couldn't get away.
"Listen, dear. You can tell me if you don't want to but, how about I help you relieve some of that stress, hm? What do you say?"
Emily nodded, unable to find the words to say that could ever comprehend how much she wanted to. Eventually deciding on a, "Yes, I would like that."
Ada chuckled, letting one of her hands find Emily's side to guide her closer, as the other found her neck and the back of her head, to pull her in.
"You got it, Doctor." She whispered before attaching her lips to Emily's. They shared a soft tender kiss before Ada pushed Emily closer to her, their bodies softly pressing against each other while they kissed. After a while, Ada grew a bit impatient and pulled away. Looking around the room they're standing in.
Emily, still lightheaded from the kiss of her dreams, looked at her in curiosity.
"Emily," Ada started. "How important is that paperwork on your desk?"
Emily looked at her desk, evaluating for a bit before giving the Psychologist a confused look. "Not that important, why?"
Ada walked over and pushed the paper off the desk fast, clearing it. "Hop on." She declared, winking.
Emily looked at her in slight embarrassment, a tad nervous still. "Huh?"
"Tsk," Ada clicked her tongue, walking over to Emily and grasping her by her waist.
"Eek! What are you doing-"
Ada dropped her down on the desk, making sure Emily's legs are on either side of her waist. "Like that, good."
"You look so beautiful like that, did you know? Truly a desk made to fit you," She teased.
Emily held onto Ada's waist for balance, shaking her head. "Stop being such a tease and come kiss me again, you idiot." She replied.
Ada did as Emily wished, this time making sure it wasn't as soft and innocent anymore, quickly finding an entrance to Emily's mouth where she made their tongues intertwine.
Quiet whimpers fell from Emily's mouth as she let Ada take control of the kiss, her hands starting to roam Ada's body.
They parted the kiss to breathe, both of them flushed red, and both of them ready to go further.
"Are you sure you want this?" Ada asked one last time as she waited for her answer to pull off Emily's top.
"Yes, I'm sure. Please." She pleaded.
Ada hastily complied and took off the Doctor's top. "So pretty," She whispered as she felt up her stomach, going up her back to unclip Emily's bra.
Emily's cheeks grew redder by the second, but it was all worth it. She felt the cold air hit her breasts as her bra unclipped and fell, feeling Ada's gaze fixed on her.
Ada went in for another kiss, groping Emily's right breast while doing so. Emily shuddered when she felt the Psychologist pinch her nipple softly, letting out a moan into the kiss.
Ada started kissing down Emily's face, down her neck, sucking and biting here and there to make sure Emily wouldn't leave without a reminder, all while still fondling her breasts. Until her kisses arrived down to her chest, now starting to give Emily's nipples nibbles and licks as she watched the Doctor struggle to hold herself together.
A short while later she stood back up, undoing her jacket.
Emily could do nothing but watch, her arms and legs feeling like goo, completely melted by this lady's stunning beauty.
Ada undressed further, taking off her top and stepping out of her usual uniform, only having her lingerie covering her bare skin.
Emily looked at her with admiration. "God, you're perfect." She exclaimed, and she meant it. The psychologist was perfect to her in every way. Her form with her face, her eyes, everything.
Ada snickered at that. "If you think I'm perfect, you should see yourself right now, dear." She commented as she pulled herself closer again.
"Now, how about we get you out of that skirt of yours, hm?" She said while sliding off the Doctor's skirt, letting it drop to the ground.
Emily was busy taking off Ada's bra, she figured it would only be fair for both sides to show.
She started kneading Ada's breasts carefully, finding delight in the small sounds falling out of the psychologist's mouth. However, Ada was already focused on something else.
Emily let out a surprised whine after she felt Ada's hand run up her thigh, softly gliding over the wet patch that had formed at Emily's underwear. Cute black lingerie, not the grandma's panties she feared. Emily sighed in relief before cutting herself off with a moan as Ada pressed against Emily's underwear with more force. As if she was testing it.
"You already seem so wet, do I get you this turned on, my love?" Ada said, shining with pride. Something Emily scoffed at but didn't deny.
Ada slowly slid Emily's panties off, revealing her wet cunt.
"I'll make sure you won't regret it, don't you worry," Ada whispered before slowly hovering her fingers over Emily's opening, gathering a bit of slick before sticking a finger in, feeling her wetness.
Emily groaned softly, wrapping her arms around Ada's neck for stability. "Please, Ada." That was all she managed to get out.
"Mhm, I know, I know." She cooed, crouching down.
Emily's hand moved to Ada's hair, wrapping her hands in it as she felt Ada's breath hit her clit.
A tiny daring lick made contact with Emily’s clit, having her exhale a long drawn-out moan. Ada seemed pleased at the reaction of the doctor and turned her small licks into bigger ones, and longer ones. Making sure she tasted every part of her.
Emily, in response , wrapped her trembling legs around Ada, keeping her locked in close. The Doctor's hands tugged and guided Ada's head as she ate Emily out.
"God- Fuck,-"
Emily whined, one hand left the hair it was tangled in and placed itself on the desk, trying to maintain balance as her figure wavered.
"My, my. Such a foul mouth, you better watch yourself." Ada commented with a cruel smile. Her face had left the Doctor's cunt and Emily was whining in displeasure, quickly silenced by Ada's fingers entering Emily's vulva once again.
Emily's back arched as Ada's finger thrusts became more and more aggressive. Unable to speak or even properly think, she found it hard to communicate that she was so so very close, but Ada could already tell by the way her moans increased and how she was twitching around her fingers.
Ada rose, still going at it with one hand, the other snaking up to guide Emily's face toward her, giving her another kiss.
Catching Emily's moans in her mouth, she snickered softly, pulling away to be able to hear her dear partner finish.
And finish Emily did. Ada curled her fingers inwards, hitting a point in Emily's cunt that made her vision explode, her arms folding around the Psychologist's frame for support.
One loud sob calling out Ada's name is all the confirmation she needs to know her ministrations worked, and the smaller woman had come undone.
Chest heaving, sweating, and panting Emily looked up at her lover.
"You're a... a real miracle, you know?" She whispered, out of breath.
"Mmm, I know." Ada hummed, wiping Emily's sweaty locks out of her face. "And thankfully I'm the only miracle that gets to see you like this, huh dear?"
Emily scoffed, cheeks red from embarrassment even after everything that happened. "I suppose."
"Now," Emily groaned, deciding to let her self-consciousness suck it. "Let's get you out of those panties too, hm?"
Ada looked at her in surprise, her usual confident persona having slightly faltered. "Huh? Are you sure?"
"Mhm," Emily nodded, standing up from her desk. Ada still being in front of her, standing in her assertive stance. Emily grinned.
A quick move was all that the Doctor needed to swing Ada around, this time trapping her between the desk and Emily.
Ada wobbled for a second, hands planted on the desk behind her to preserve her stability, and, was that a hint of red tint that Emily saw on the Psychologist's cheeks?
"Emily- what are you doing?" She asked doubtfully, not being used to getting taken by surprise, the Psychologist was thrown off guard.
Emily ignored the question, her hands slithering down Ada's sides, causing her to shiver slightly.
Once Emily arrived at her panties, she looked up for confirmation. A small nod from the Psychologist was all that she needed to slide them down.
Emily giggled quietly. "Hold on, angel. I got a better idea."
Leaving Ada standing quietly Emily pulled her chair from behind her desk. A comfortable black rolling chair, and she rode it over to Ada, gesturing for her to sit down.
Ada did as she was told, and sat down quietly. Emily now standing in front of her.
"Not so much of a talker when you aren't in charge, huh hun?" Emily stated, finally being able to get back at Ada for being such a tease earlier.
Ada simply sighed, her hands reaching to pull Emily closer. "Well, how could I, dear? When someone like you is taking my breath away like this."
Emily tsk'ed, cupping Ada's face to bring it closer to hers, their lips barely touching. "If you want me to really take your breath away, keep being so good, it's taking a toll on me."
With that the Doctor pulled back, and instead sat herself down in Ada's lap, facing her. "Now tell me, Ada" She whispered, emphasizing the Psychologist's name, "How badly do you want me."
Ada whimpered, feeling Emily run her fingers over her collarbones, down to her breasts, down to her stomach, landing in between her thighs.
"Well?"
"A lot, please, don't do this to me," Ada begged, causing a grin on the Doctor's face. "Oh, now you don't like teasing, hm? You're lucky I'm feeling very forgiving today..."
Emily's touch entered Ada's vulva, painfully slowly dragging across her entrance, to her clit, to her entrance, to her clit.
Ada groaned, "Emily, please I need you- I need it,"
Emily held up Ada's chin with her other hand, forcing her to glance up at Emily while she suddenly plunged one of her fingers into Ada's entrance.
A loud sob fell from Ada's lips, unable to look away. More and more sobs and cries followed as the Doctor began to set a slow pace.
Ada's hands rested on Emily's hips as her nails started pressing into her sides. Emily let it happen, the pain fueled her motivation because it must mean she was doing a really good job if Ada can't control herself like that anymore.
"Ems- Emily-" Ada whined, her hips subconsciously moving into Emily's fingers, "More- more Please,"
Emily did as she was asked, adding two more fingers simultaneously beginning to rub Ada's clit with her thumb. "Alright, angel." She commented.
Ada's whines and blabs turned into incoherent mumbling, trying to speak but every time her mouth opened her breath hitched, or it got cut off by another moan, another sob, another groan, another cry. Emily couldn't help but feel proud of herself, over the control she had.
"What was it you said earlier?" Emily asked without expecting a response, "That I... took away your breath? Funny how things work, right?" She grinned.
Ada could do nothing but look at her beloved, eyes glistening with tears. She needed more, way more.
It was as if Emily could read her mind, as she started to go faster. She began attacking Ada's neck as well, kissing and biting until she found her sweet spot.
Ada's eyes rolled back, god it all felt so good, so good and right that it made her heart race faster and faster.
"Mh- Em, close," She managed to mutter between all her wails.
Emily chuckled. "You close, hm? Is that it? Go on then, make a mess all over my chair." She doubled her efforts, curling her fingers, hitting spots Ada didn't even know she had, and just like that her toes curled and she twitched around Emily's fingers the same as Emily had on hers. Loud whines and cries for Emily filled the room, Emily helping Ada to ride it out.
Eventually, she slid out her fingers, Ada's fucked-out gaze fixed on the Doctor as she licked off the juices that were remaining.
"You taste quite good, my dear," Emily said, smiling smugly at Ada's current state.
Ada groaned once again, looking at Emily in slight despair, still breathless from the previous activities.
Emily stood up, reaching her hand out to help Ada lift herself up as well, legs even now trembling slightly.
"You..." Ada eventually uttered, "Are a woman full of surprises, did you know?"
Emily laughed, picking up the clothes thrown around the room, and looking at the mess made in her office.
"Yeah well, I wasn't really expecting you to come in and ruin the place either, including myself."
That comment made Ada snicker.
"Dinner at my place?"
"Sounds good to me."