I shook Jack's shoulder lightly, "I'm away to work, I'll be back around twelve. It's only a half day." I said before lifting his hair off of his his face and planting a kiss on his forehead.

Work was boring as fuck, we had one patient who was in a coma anyway. "Gaskarth!" The familiar voice of my boss yelled. I turned around and standing in front of me was a, very attractive, man. His abs were visible through the tight scrubs. He had tattoos running up his toned, left arm. I bit my lip trying to remind myself that I had a boyfriend. Snap the fuck out of this Alex!

He gave me a small smile before saying, "Hi, I'm Zachary, but you can just call me Zack." He held out his hand, which I took shaking vigorously, never taking my eyes off of his.

"Yes, this is Zack, I'd like you to show him around, give him the ground rules. Yes That'd be great, goodbye." I sighed deeply.

I showed Zack around all the different rooms, Zack staying quiet behind me. "Now this is the cupboard type thing. We store all the pain reliefs and stuff like that in he-" Before I could finish my sentence Zack pushed me into the cupboard, locking it. He pushed me up against the door, kissing up the free skin on my neck. I moaned quietly, my dick not being able to push him away. He sucked hard at a spot just above my collarbone.

When he was satisfied with the purple bruise he cupped my already hard member, "Hm, Gaskarth, you want me?" He began pressing his hand into the hard spot, making my breath shake. I nodded, out of breath. He laughed, before removing my fucking aqua scrub-trousers. This is wrong, this is so fucking wrong. I have a boyfriend. The most perfect boyfriend ever, who I love. Or do I? I sighed shaking my head, this cant be happening, it can't. "Well there's no going back now, we need to sort this out." Zack said with a smirk plastered on his face. He pulled down my boxers, slowly pumping me. I moaned loadly, Zack cupping his free hand over my mouth. "Shut the fuck up! Do you want to get caught?" I shook my head rapidly. He let out a breathy laugh, picking up the pace on his pumping.

His grip got tighter and the pumping got faster. I gripped my hair, trying my best not to make a noise, Zack picked up on this, finding a pillow and handing it to me. I clamped my teeth on it, I let out a small scream muffled by the pillow. I screamed loudly into the pillow, a small squeak leaving the material, as I came. Zack wrapped his lips around my member, swallowing happily. He then licked his lips, pulling my pants and boxers up as he stood up. He leaned into my ear, "This was fun. We should do this again. Now go, I'll sort myself out." He said giving me a wink. I nodded leaving into the, luckily, empty corridor.

My watch went off signalling it was Twelve. I signed some papers, running up to my car. I turned the engine on, returning home.

I unlocked the door, Jack greeting me a kiss on the cheek. Every time I looked at him I felt guilty. Jack's eyebrows scrunched up, "Who did this?" He said poking the purple bruise. My eyes widened.

"Eh you?" I said, scratching the back of my neck nervously.

"Oh, shit, I must have forgot." He said giggling. I laughed nervously along, guilt stabbing my in the chest every time. He pressed his lips to mine, the kiss ending too soon as it always does. "A-Alex... I love you."

My body froze. Out of everyday of coarse he would pick today to say that. "I love you to." I said twiddling the blonde streaks in his hair in my fingers. During the whole three months we've been together there wasn't even a slight mention of the 'L' word. This is just my fucking luck.

Notes

oooo alex