"Yeah. You can even use one of my old stethoscopes if you want."
"That's the thing to help you hear the heartbeat, right?" I ask. I like the idea of being the doctor.
Daddy smiles. "It is. Good job for knowing that, baby. It also helps to hear someone’s lungs when they breathe in really big breaths. Do you want to get up and I can go grab it for you?"
"Okay." I stand up and move to the couch while Daddy gets up as well.
"If this ends up being something you don't like, you need to tell me okay? This is meant to be fun."
"I will. I promise."
Chapter Twelve
Tylermakesmestandoutside the bedroom door while he gets the doctor's office ready. My hope is that this will be a kind of way for him to let go of the fears he told me about earlier. I have to remind myself that he's only twenty and the fear of passing out or hearing the words ‘crisis’ or ‘death’ would be scary for anyone, myself included. I don't know who his doctor is, since it would be a specialist outside of my department when I'm in the clinic, but I trust that they're good. I hope they are, at least.
My thoughts are broken when the door opens and Tyler smiles at me. "Hi. My name is Doctor Miller. How can I help you?"
"Hi, Doc." I didn't think this through. I have no idea what my illness should be. I scramble for something as I shake his hand. He's so serious it's adorable. "I think I have Hopping disease."
Tyler's whole expression turns from serious to quizzical, and it's hilarious. He steps back and opens the door wider for me to walk into the room. Instead of walking though, I hop three times until I'm in the middle of the bedroom. When I turn around I can see that he's now hiding his own laughter. He's trying to stay serious and I want to break him. "So you have to hop everywhere?"
"Every time I try to take a step," I say like I'm really sad about it. "I can't walk or run, just hop."
I hop over to the bed and plop down. Tyler stands in front of me. He reaches over and grabs my stethoscope, putting the pieces in his ears. "Let's get you checked and see if we can figure it out."
"Thank you, Doctor Miller." The other end is cool against my skin, but I let him go through the motions and take the deep breaths that he asks me too. He has it placed directly over my heart so I know he'll hear that. Then he moves it to my back, leaning far too close to me. I sneak a kiss at his neck and he tilts his head away from me.
"Hey, you're not supposed to kiss me!" He says it with a small laugh.
"But you're just so cute, Doctor. I can't help it."
He steps back just in time for me to see him roll his eyes. "Patients aren’t supposed to kiss their doctors."
"Fine, but what about their nurses?" I raise my eyebrows and see the blush creep up his neck and cheeks. It's adorable.
"Um, that might be okay." Tyler says. He leans down and gives me one more quick kiss on the lips before he goes back to his doctor playing. "Now, lay down so I can examine you."
I do as he asks. I put my hands behind my head on the pillow and wait for his next instruction. He finally takes the stethoscope off and puts his hands on my neck. His fingers are soft as they travel down my body. I don't know what he's doing, but it seemsthat he thinks a full body exam is in order. He rubs my shoulders before moving farther down to my chest. I'm sure he can feel my heart rate picking up.
"Can I ask what you're doing?" I break the silence. His eyes meet mine and he smiles.
"Making sure you don't have any bunny rabbits in your body that are making you hop everywhere." He explains it like I should have already known this. I nod.
"Oh, okay. That makes sense. What if I do have them in me? How are we going to get them out?"
His hands brush over my nipples and they're instantly hard. I know he can see it, just like I know my sweats are certainly not hiding the perfect outline of my dick. If he draws this out for much longer, I'll have a wet spot from how turned on I am. He starts running his fingers down my sides, pressing on my belly. It's ticklish, but also hot.
"If you do have bunnies in there, I'll have to get them out. They can't live inside of you. They have to be out in the wild where they can hop all around."
"How are you going to get them out?" I love that he's playing into this. It was a random thought, but having him come up with all the details is really helping him sink further into this scene. I also know that he's mimicking some of the actual tests we do for patients. Like the way his hands are pressing on my stomach, it's a way we check for tenderness in the abdomen.
"You'll have to hop up and down a whole lot to shake them out," Tyler says. "And I'm afraid you do have two bunnies living in your belly. We need to get them out now. Stand up."
I do as he asks and he motions for me to jump. I do one jump in place and then realize my mistake. I am free balling in my sweats right now. A few minutes ago I wasn't hard and in fear of losing my pants. My cock bounces with the movement and very nearly pops right out of my sweats. I don't hop a second time andmove to adjust my sweats. "Daddy, you're not supposed to stop hopping. Get the bunnies out."
"Baby, I need to—"
"Hop." He crosses his arms and looks at me sternly. "I'm the Doctor."
