CRACK: Carson Beckett, Mad Doctor

[dr_c_beckett]

Carson managed to keep a straight face the whole time he sat at his desk, all the way up through Shelly leaving the room. He was quite practiced by now at seeming to be perfectly calm, perfectly composed, and his normal researching self whenever people wanted to talk to him early on his shift. Once the door closed, he reached down and patted the

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[dr_dylan_moore]

Dylan groaned softly his shoulders slumping in relief as Shelly left the room. His hands pulling at Carson's thighs, his fingers digging in as he slowly relaxed a little and slid his mouth down deeper enveloping him in the tight warm heat. The soft rumble of his groan vibrating through into Carson as he began to suck a little harder his head bobbing, his tongue swirled swiping at the slit as he tasted the precome of a man he had admired for months . His boss.

[dr_c_beckett]

Carson groaned, clutching Dylan's hair tightly. "Oh, aye, like that... Ye're quite good at this, lad..." He gasped as Dylan gently rolled his balls in his other hand while running that cultured mouth up and down Carson's hard shaft. His hips bucked forward involuntarily. "Aye, that's it, suck me harder, Dylan, take it all..."

[dr_dylan_moore]

Dylan obeyed his ran along Carson's slit before sliding down his shaft his throat relaxed to take the doctor in completely his nose pressed against dark curls, his fingers rubbing over Carson's thighs and stomach, one hand rolling and massaging Carson's balls as his voice rumbled vibrating through the surgeon

[dr_c_beckett]

Sound hummed through his thick cock, making Carson twitch in his chair. Apparently, young Dr. Moore isn't a novice at this, not by a long shot. And as hard and as talented as he was deepthroating Carson, it wouldn't be that long a shot anyway. With one hand on his balls and a finger of the other pressing just behind them, Carson's hands scrabbled at the desktop as he thrust into Dylan's mouth. THe heat and the wet and the feel of his tongue combined to send him over the edge within moments. He bit off a sharp cry as tension released in an eruption of hot come down Dylan's throat. The man was practically moaning as he licked Carson clean.

Finally getting his breath back, Carson pushed away from the desk and looked down. Glasses askew, hair mussed, lips red and swollen... Yes, Dylan Moore looked delightfully fucked. "Fine job, lad, fine job. Now, up with ye, and over to the couch. I've a mind to watch ye bring yerself off in my office."