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There were certain sights that Jax simply would never get tired of.

Most, if not all of them, revolved around Ragatha. Jax would be the first to admit that she was his entire world. He’d become obsessed from their first meeting and had not once looked back.The fact that he was able to be around her every day like this was more than he ever deserved. He knew it, and he liked to remind her as often as possible.

Zooble liked to joke that Jax was whipped. Well, they could laugh all they wanted. Jax didn’t give a damn. Last time he checked, he had Ragatha and Zooble didn’t. Immediate win for him.

Another thing Jax quickly realized? Being with a nurse was fun in a lot of ways.

He currently was laying on his back on their bed, watching Ragatha get ready for work. Half dressed in only her scrub top, she tied her hair up in a ponytail as she moved purposefully around the bedroom. Jax couldn’t look away from her. She was too gorgeous for her own good, even when she looked as annoyed as she did right then.

“I can’t believe I can’t find my matching pants for this set,” she said, gesturing to her top. “I just washed them…” She huffed in frustration.

“Don’t you have like, five pairs?” Jax asked lazily. He held her stethoscope in his hands, absentmindedly playing with it. “They all kinda look the same, don’t they?”

“They don’t!” Ragatha said, checking under her bed. “This one has pink stitching going down the sides and the front.”

Jax would never have been able to determine the difference. But he knew better than to argue with her when she was already in an agitated state, so he kept his mouth shut. Instead, he put the stethoscope on and ran the bell over his heart. A steady beat filled his ears.

He almost didn’t notice Ragatha as she bent down directly in his line of vision, continuing her search for the elusive scrub pants. Her perfect, round ass was on full display for him, stretching out the pink lace panties she wore.

Oh.

Jax’s eyes widened. The heartbeat in his ears became stronger and faster as his desire grew. He’d almost forgotten he was even wearing her stethoscope to begin with. The combination of the sight in front of him and his body’s natural reaction loud in his ears was enough to get him hard. He wasn’t even trying. He felt his dick straining against his sweatpants.

Fuck.

“Aha! Found them!” Ragatha said triumphantly, brandishing her pants in the air as she stood up straight. She spun around to show Jax. “See, right here you can clearly see the pink stitching. It adds a certain—oh!” Her gaze had landed on his rather obvious boner. Her eye widened. “Uh…”

“Don’t look at me like that!” Jax said, feeling his face redden as he spoke. “You’re the one prancing around pants-less and bending down right in front of me!”

“I’m…sorry?” Ragatha laughed, covering her mouth.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jax rolled his eyes. “C’mere,” he gestured to his lap. One of his hands dipped beneath the elastic of his sweatpants, stroking himself. He didn’t miss the way Ragatha’s eye darted to the bulge beneath the fabric.

“Jax, I have work…”

“You can’t get me all worked up and then just leave me hanging like this!”

“I know, and I’m sorry…but I need to leave.” She reached for the stethoscope, but Jax yanked it out of her reach.

“Jax!” Ragatha put her hands on her hips. “Give me my stethoscope.”

Jax flashed her a cheeky smile. She wasn’t getting away that easily. “You want it? Come get it.”

Ragatha ran her hand over her face and sighed. “Oh my God… Why are you like this, huh?”

“Horny?” Jax raised an eyebrow. “That’s easy. Because you’re hot as fuck and you bent down—”

“Not what I meant!” Ragatha shook her head, exasperated. “Jax…”

“C’mere babe,” he said, more softly now, flashing her his best seductive stare. The hand in his pants moved quicker. “Please?”

Ragatha bit her lip, her hands dropping by her sides. Jax realized how ridiculous he probably looked, especially considering he still wore her stethoscope. Still, it must’ve worked, because Ragatha shook her head and climbed up on the bed with him. Jax reached for her.

“I have ten minutes,” she said, running her hand over the thick outline of his dick straining the sweatpants. For someone who claimed to be uninterested ten seconds ago, she sure had a firm grip on him now.

“Ahhh…fuck…” Jax moaned immediately. He pushed the sweatpants down his legs and kicked them off. Precum was already leaking from his tip, soaking through the thin fabric of his boxers. “G-good, because I only need five…”

He would’ve been more than happy with a handjob, which was what he assumed was going to be happen. Then, to his immense delight, Ragatha tugged his boxers down and removed her scrub top.

“What’re you—”

“Just being safe. I can’t get anything on this top,” she said softly, stroking his dick. Jax’s head fell back against the pillow when her hand made contact with him bare. Ragatha ran her thumb over his leaking tip, spreading a thin film of precum over his head.

Jax let out sounds that would normally embarrass him in any other given situation, but fuck it, he didn’t care. Then, when Ragatha dipped her head down and took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip, he really no longer cared.

“F-fuuuuck…” He breathed heavily. One of his hands held the back of her head, just beneath her ponytail.

Ragatha bobbed her head, one hand gripping his shaft and the other moving down between his legs to fondle his balls. She knew his body so well, and knew exactly what he liked. Fuck, she was so good.

Then Jax suddenly remembered the stethoscope, and a wild idea came to him. Using the hand that wasn’t buried in Ragatha’s hair, he moved the bell over his chest. His heartbeat was hammering. The thrumming, pulsing sound was so loud, so frantic, he was shocked Ragatha couldn’t hear it. Somehow, having it magnified like that, hearing with his own ears what she was doing to him, how much she was turning him on and pleasuring him, it all crashed down on him at once.

He twitched and jerked his hips up hard, spilling into Ragatha’s throat. He felt kind of guilty that he didn’t have time to warn her. Normally he’d give her shoulder a squeeze, or start vocalizing more, and she would decide what she wanted to do. He felt her jump a little in surprise, but otherwise she took it in stride and swallowed around him until he was finished, sucking a few times at the end. He stroked her curls affectionately. She pulled off him with a wet sound, nuzzling the patch of longer fur just below his navel.

When he was finally still and out of breath, Jax pulled the stethoscope off his ears. Ragatha stood and quickly started putting her scrubs back on.

“Waaaait a minute,” Jax panted, propping himself up on his elbows. “What’re you doing?”

“I have to go to work,” Ragatha said, smoothing her clothes and adjusting her ponytail. “I’m already pushing it…I can’t be late, Jax…”

“You give me an incredible blowjob like that and just expect me to let you walk away with nothing in return?” He stared at her. His chest was still rising and falling steadily. “How is that fair to you?”

“Aw, bunny,” she giggled softly, smiling fondly at him. “You’re so sweet. You can make it up to me later, okay?”

Jax stood up. He took her stethoscope and carefully placed it around her neck. Then he wrapped his hands around her back until they came to rest on the swell of her ass. He squeezed once, before leaning down to press a deep kiss to her mouth. He tasted himself on her tongue when she parted her lips for him. Ragatha shivered when Jax deepened the kiss.

“Mmm,” Ragatha hummed, running her fingers through the fur on his chest, peeking out from his low cut shirt. Then she broke the kiss. “I’m going to hold you to that, Jax.”

He grinned at her, bringing his hands up to rub up and down her arms. “Dollface, trust me, you have no idea what you’re in for later.”

-

Ragatha would immediately come to realize she wished she’d taken Jax up on his offer. She’d left for work with a focused mindset, too concerned with being late to think about much else. Once she’d gotten on the road and she realized she’d make it on time, she started to think about what she’d missed out on.

Would it really have been such a big deal if she let him take care of her before she left? Jax wasn’t selfish in bed. He always made sure she finished, and she loved and appreciated that about him. Work had preoccupied her brain and clouded her reason, and now she was disappointed with her previously preoccupied mind.

So, she found herself at the start of her shift, thinking of the remnants of his taste on her tongue and the pulsing ache between her legs.

She did this to herself. It was her own damn fault. And she could think of nothing else but what she was in for later for the remainder of her shift.

-

By the time Ragatha arrived home, the urge had worn off somewhat. Since Jax worked from home, he would pick Annie up from school on days where Ragatha’s shift ran late at the hospital. Her mind automatically went into mom-mode when she was with her daughter, so anything else was pushed to the side.

Until, of course, Annie was fast asleep and they had the house to themselves.

“She’s sleeping,” Ragatha said softly, coming downstairs to find Jax in the living room. He was idly flipping through television channels, but turned sharply at the sound of her voice. The remote dropped from his hand and landed on the couch cushion with a dull thud. “Just give me a minute and—OH!”

Jax had leapt over the back of the couch and scooped her into his arms before she even reached the bottom step. He immediately started sprinting back upstairs. His long legs took them two at a time.

“No time,” he said, carrying her to the bed. “I’ve been thinking about you all day and I can’t wait anymore.”

“Well, someone’s certainly excited—eep!” Ragatha squeaked as her bottom hit the mattress. “Jax, I’m still in my scrubs!”

“Keep ‘em on, they’re hot,” he said, leaning over her to press hot kisses down her neck.

“Gross, do you know how m-many patients I saw today?” She stammered, Jax’s kisses throwing her off.

“Don’t care.”

“Jax!”

“Fine,” Jax sat back on his legs while Ragatha started to undress. “Actually, I’ll be right back.”

He practically hopped off the bed and ran back downstairs, leaving Ragatha more confused than ever. She took off her scrubs and sat there in her bra and panties, waiting.

Jax was back in a matter of seconds, and to Ragatha’s immense surprise, he was clutching her stethoscope in his hand. He closed the bedroom door behind him.

What in the world?

“What are you doing?” she asked, as Jax tossed his shirt aside.

“Trust me,” was all he said. His pants joined his shirt on the floor, before he climbed up on the bed and back on top of her, resuming his slow kissing of her neck.

“Mmm,” Ragatha hummed, closing her eye. Everything faded around them until it was just

them, and nothing else mattered. She’d been waiting for this all day. The excitement from earlier that morning stirred in her belly once again, warming her from the inside. She wrapped her arms around his back and tugged him a little closer, guiding his mouth to hers.

They kissed for a while, their lips soft against each other. Ragatha could feel Jax’s erection pressing though his boxers, rubbing just below her bellybutton.

She moved to slide off her panties, but Jax stopped her with a hand on her wrist.

“Hang on,” he said softly.

Ragatha was about to protest—she’d been waiting all day for this and now wasn’t the time to be stalling—until Jax reached for the stethoscope. Carefully, he placed it on her ears.

“Jax?” Ragatha was beyond confused. “What…is this?”

“Trust me,” he said, his voice low.

“I do,” Ragatha whispered.

“Okay,” Jax kissed her again. “Good girl.”

Good girl. Ragatha’s stomach did a flip. Pleasure spiked between her legs. She shuffled them together.

“Hold this right here,” Jax said, as he moved the bell of the device over Ragatha’s heart.

Ragatha was intrigued, but she did as he instructed. As soon as she held on, Jax ground himself against her in one slow, steady movement. Ragatha gasped.

“Jax…”

Jax grinned and did it again, dragging his erection over her clothed pussy. Then he humped her in a circular motion, with nothing but the thin lace of her panties and his own underwear as a barrier.

That’s when she heard it.

Her heartbeat was pounding in her ears. The frantic thumping grew louder and louder, drowning out her steadily increasing breaths and Jax’s own heavy panting.

Why was this so erotic? Hearing what he was doing to her, the way her body responded to him…this must’ve been what happened to him earlier that morning. Too focused on work, she’d barely even noticed.

“Oh God,” she moaned, closing her eye. Jax leaned in and nipped at her neck. He paused his humping just long enough to reach between her legs. His fingers dipped beneath the band of her panties to find her soaked. She instinctively spread her legs for him while his fingers got to work.

“You’re so wet, Rags,” he whispered. His finger slid inside with ease, gliding against her. He was slow and gentle in his movements. “Mmm…have you been thinking about this all day? Because I have…”

“Mmmhm…”

Jax went on, pumping his fingers as he spoke.

“I was in the middle of a work thing…answering some bullshit email…and I thought of you this morning with your mouth on me. I got so hard, Doll…I had to go take care of myself.” He was so careful with his claws. It sent shivers down Ragatha’s spine.

“J-Jax…” Ragatha could already feel herself climbing. The pleasure within was growing, rushing at her like an avalanche. Hearing her heart thumping so loudly was insane. She didn’t understand how it hadn’t exploded right then. She could feel the throbbing between her legs and the blood rushing in her ears.

“Right here, Doll,” Jax said, moving his fingers faster in her underwear. “Put them on me. I wanna hear you cum.”

Ragatha removed her stethoscope with shaky hands and put it on Jax’s ears. Then, she held it to her heart with one hand while the other grabbed for the back of his head.

“Fuck, listen to you,” Jax panted, as his finger pressed and circled her clit.

Ragatha’s chest was heaving. Lost in pleasure, she yanked Jax down to kiss her while she moaned and clenched tightly around his fingers.

Jax kissed her through her comedown. His fingers slowed until she was lying motionless beneath him. Only then did he break away and fall by her side. With his clean hand, he took the stethoscope off and tossed it onto the bed.

“What’d ya think?” he whispered, kissing her cheek. “Hot, right?”

Ragatha turned to him, out of breath, her face incredibly flushed.

“I…um…”

Jax started to softly grind against her side as he kissed her neck over and over. Ragatha hadn’t exactly forgotten about him, but she’d be lying if she said her mind hadn’t gotten preoccupied with chasing her own pleasure. It had been so intense, she was still reeling from aftershocks. She looked at him. She could feel how hot his skin was, radiating through his fur.

“Mmm, c’mere,” Ragatha shifted so she could roll on top of him. She kneeled to take off her soaked panties and helped Jax remove his boxers, dragging them quickly down his legs.

Jax stroked his cock a couple of times. “I was starting to worry you forgot about me.” He grinned cheekily up at her.

“Sorry, my mind is mush,” Ragatha ran her hands over his chest. His shaft pressed against her belly when she bent over him. “Mmm…”

“Would it be weird if I asked you to put the stethoscope on again?” Jax asked.

“No,” Ragatha shook her head immediately. “Not weird.”

“What about if I asked you to listen to me while I cum?” Jax’s eyes darted to hers before looking away, almost shyly.

Ragatha flushed scarlet at his words. She would like that very much, she decided. Plus, he’d just listened to her. It was only fair.

“Okay,” she whispered, reaching for her stethoscope. She was going to need to buy a brand new one after this. There was no way this could be sanitary…and the thought of using this one at work on other people was just so…wrong.

Jax’s eyes widened. He blinked at her.

“What?” Ragatha looked at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…it’s just…part of me didn’t actually think you’d say yes…” he chuckled.

“Why not? I let you listen to me!”

He laughed again, rubbing her hips. “I can’t guarantee I’m gonna last long enough for you to actually hear anything.”

“I’ll take the chance,” she said, smiling. She put the device to her ears, and slowly lifted her hips. Jax kept his eyes trained on where they were about to connect.

He slid right in, thanks to how slick she still was from before. She lived for the little grunting sound Jax made when he was fully buried. He was a comforting, thick weight inside her.

They’d made the decision to stop using condoms a couple of months back, provided Jax got tested, and Ragatha went on the pill. Now, Ragatha knew she couldn’t go back if she tried. She could never give up the feeling of him bare like this. She could feel every inch of him with each movement.

Ragatha looked at Jax. Head pressed back into the pillow, his eyes were closed and he was panting, waiting for her to start moving.

She leaned down slowly so her chest was almost parallel with his. His shaky hands came up to rest on her ass, claws digging into her plush skin. Ragatha took the stethoscope bell and pressed it to Jax’s chest.

“Breathe for me,” she whispered.

Jax’s eyes cracked open. Immediately, he inhaled deeply, and let out a slow, steady breath. Ragatha could hear his lungs clear as day, thankfully sounding healthy and strong.

“Good,” she whispered. She slid up his shaft and came back down again. Jax moaned. “Again.”

He breathed again, shakier this time, but still deep. He was so, so close. Ragatha could feel him trying to hold back.

“One more, Jax,” she lifted her hips again and slowly rocked onto him.

“Fuck—R-Rags—I can’t—”

Ragatha moved the bell over his heart. Thunderous pounding filled her ears. With a deep groan, Jax jerked his hips upwards, emptying into her, while his movements slowed and stuttered.

“Fuck!” he growled, gasping for breath.

“Shhh,” Ragatha leaned forward so her chest was flush with his. She kissed his neck slowly and purposefully as his body trembled beneath hers. It was so…sensual and soft. She didn’t know how else to describe it.

He was still hard inside her while she continued her kisses, trailing up the side of his face, to his brow, to his ears. Suddenly, the idea that he was still so incredibly turned on—just from her examining him as part of their intimacy—hit her like a freight train. The pleasure came on unexpectedly and far too quickly for her to process. She whimpered into his neck from the soft orgasm that ripped through her. They held each other tightly.

“Oh! J-ah-Jax…”

“Ragatha…” Jax whispered her name, once she was finally still. She felt him slip out wetly, his softening dick resting against her stomach.

“Y-yes?” she panted. Her eye was squeezed shut.

“We gotta…do this again…”

Ragatha absolutely agreed. Completely spent, all she could do was nod against him while Jax held her tight, until both of them eventually fell into a deep, restful sleep.

They had no idea in that moment exactly how much this experience would shape their sex life going forward.

-

Ragatha had to admit she was curious, intrigued, and a little excited after the text message she received from Jax midway into her shift a couple of days later.

It read:

Please confirm your doctor’s appointment for this evening at 9PM. Failure to cancel and no-show will result in a missed appointment fee.

She typed out a quick response, giggling to herself: Confirm

She received a stethoscope emoji as a response and nothing else.

She felt silly with herself and the whole thing, but that didn’t stop the butterflies within her stomach at the thought of what was to come later that evening.

The sex the other day had been intense, probably more so than ever. There was no doubt that listening to their beating hearts and breaths as they grew more and more aroused had stirred something in them, some exciting and new experience they were able to have together. The thought that they’d do it again kept her fidgety and restless all day and eager to go home and see what Jax had planned.

Even her best friends at work noticed something was up with her. Gangle had been looking at her funny all day, and Pomni kept asking why her cheeks would suddenly flame red at the most random times. In truth, Ragatha had been imagining Jax pounding her into their mattress, listening to her rapid heart as he did. She brushed them both off and blamed it on the temperature inside the hospital.

When Ragatha got home, Jax acted completely normal. She tried to get more information out of him about what he had planned for her, but he pretended he had no idea what she was talking about and changed the subject, yet never disguising the devious smirk on his face.

They ate dinner together with Annie as always. Then, while Ragatha showered, Jax helped get Annie ready for bed.

When she stepped out of the shower, Ragatha was surprised to find her favorite silk bathrobe laid out for her on the bed. Next to it was a note that read:

Please change into your robe—and only your robe—and relax on the bed. The doctor will be with you shortly.

A spike of excitement shot through her. She towel dried her hair as best she could and quickly changed into the robe, before climbing onto the bed and leaning back against the pillows. Her heart was hammering in her chest with anticipation.

Why was this exciting her so much? A better question would be: why was she overthinking this? Just enjoy it, Ragatha.

The door cracked open and before Ragatha could even form her next thought, Jax walked in. Ragatha almost burst out laughing at the sight before her.

He was dressed in a white doctor’s coat, with a stethoscope around his neck and a clipboard in his hand. His mouth was twitching in what Ragatha assumed was an attempt to not laugh at himself.

Where and when did he get his own lab coat? Did he buy his own equipment? Ragatha had to cover her mouth to suppress her laugh.

“Good evening…” he paused and looked at the clipboard in his hand, “…Ragatha. Ready for your exam?” Jax asked, as straight-faced as possible.

“Uh-huh,” Ragatha managed, biting her lip.

“Sweet—I mean—good,” Jax nodded. “I need you to relax for me,” he said, trying and failing to mimic the casual cadence of a doctor’s clinical monotone. He put the stethoscope to his ears and pressed the bell to Ragatha’s bare chest, exposed in the open robe. She flinched at the cold metal. “Breathe.”

She did as he instructed, taking a deep, steady breath.

“Again,” Jax peered at her.

Ragatha did it again, moving her hand to close over his while he moved the device across her chest.

“Hmm,” Jax nodded. He took the stethoscope off and scribbled something on his pretend chart. “Your heart is speeding up alarmingly fast. It couldn’t be the handsome doctor that’s got you all worked up like this, could it?”

“Maybe,” Ragatha giggled. “How’s my breathing sound?”

“Good,” Jax said, tapping his chin with his finger. “Adequate.”

“Just adequate?” Ragatha raised her eyebrow. “What does that mean?”

“I mean, it’s fine, but…not fast enough for my liking.” He tossed the clipboard over his shoulder where it clattered to the floor. Then he crawled on top of Ragatha. He pressed a deep kiss to her lips, prodding her with his tongue. They kissed for what felt like forever, enveloped in the silence of the bedroom, save for their shaky breathes and the sounds of their kissing.

“Mmm,” Ragatha hummed, before breaking the kiss, panting. “You know, this isn’t the type of professional behavior I would expect from a doctor.”

Jax took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. “You’re right. I got carried away, there. How unprofessional of me.” He sat up straight, rolling up the sleeves of his doctor’s coat. “Let’s move on, then. Time for your breast exam.”

“What?” Ragatha felt her cheeks redden, but she was anything but embarrassed. More like caught off guard.

“Women do that!” Jax shrugged. “Anyway, don’t question my methods. Last time I checked, I’m the doctor here.”

“Sorry,” Ragatha rolled her eye, smiling. She could just make out the outline of a bulge pressing against the front of Jax’s lab coat, and she shuffled her legs together excitedly. “Go ahead, check ‘em out, doctor.” She gestured to her chest.

One of Ragatha’s favorite features of Jax was his big hands. So when those big hands reached out and tenderly cupped her breasts through the opening in her robe, she couldn’t help the moan that worked its way out of her. Eye tightly shut, she enjoyed his gentle caresses and squeezes.

“So far, so good.” Jax’s voice was husky. “Feels normal to me.”

Ragatha nodded, breathing heavily. His thumb gently brushed over her nipple. She barely had time to react before she jolted from the wet pressure of his mouth as his lips closed over her breast.

“Oh…” Ragatha’s entire body tensed and released. She let herself lean back. Jax sucked, tugging at her nipple with his lips before switching to the other breast. She stroked the back of his head, until Jax pulled away with a wet pop, giving her one final lick.

“Just as I thought,” he said, his voice full of obvious desire. His eyes were big and black.

“What?” Ragatha looked at him through a lidded eye, her chest heaving.

“They’re perfect,” Jax grinned. He pressed a lingering kiss to her lips, his hand cupping her cheek as he pulled away. “Almost done here. You’re doing great.”

“Do I get a reward for being such a good patient?” Ragatha asked, her voice low and as seductive as she could manage.

“That depends,” Jax said smoothly.

“On what?”

“You’ll see.”

He reached into the pocket of his lab coat and pulled out a small purple object. Ragatha gasped in surprise. She recognized it immediately.

“Is that my—”

“Lie back, legs open,” Jax ordered her. “Time to text your reflexes.”

Ragatha’s heart was pounding. She did as he said, scooting back so she could open her legs wide for him. As shocked as she was that he’d gone and found her vibrator, a wave of excitement washed over her.

Jax grinned deviously and pressed a button on the tiny device. A low hum filled the room.

Oh God…

“Let’s see if this gets you going.”

He knew it would. He was a master at teasing her.

Jax slowly nudged the vibrator against her clit. Immediately, even though she knew it was coming, Ragatha jolted from the sudden shock of stimulation. She keened, pressing her head back into the soft pillows.

“Hmm,” Jax hummed. “Reflexes seem good, but maybe on the slower side. Let’s try this again.” This time, he held it for several seconds, moving it up and down. Then he pulled it away.

“Jax—JAX—please,” she whined. “Ohhh…” Her moan filled the four walls of the bedroom. “Please, please…”

“Please what?” He purred. “I’m in the middle of an exam. Let me do my damn job…”

Ragatha would laugh if she wasn’t so overstimulated and incredibly turned on. Jax’s lab coat was now fully tented with his erection. A damp spot stained the front where precum was undoubtedly soaking through. He was just as turned on as she was.

She needed him inside her. Now.

“Please,” she said again, softly. Her hand went up to fondle her breast. The other reached for him. Jax raised an eyebrow.

“As unprofessional as this is, I’ll allow it,” he said softly. He moved closer over the side of the bed. Using her free hand, Ragatha undid the lowest button on Jax’s coat and gave his dick a slow, underhanded stroke. Jax’s composure buckled. He pinched his eyes shut, his mouth hanging open. Sharp teeth glinted in the light of the bedside lamp. “Ah…um…”

“Jax…I can’t wait anymore,” Ragatha whined. “Please…” She squeezed his shaft gently, running her thumb over the tip like she knew he loved. He’s so hard… She felt crazed. Primal. Dizzy with lust. She needed him more than words.

“Almost,” Jax said, breathing heavily. He pressed the vibrator to her clit once more. “Ten more seconds,” he said, trying that imitation of a doctor’s voice again, but all that came out was his own strangled, desperate whine.

Ragatha muffled her voice in a pillow, closing her eye and giving in to the feeling. Her body was buzzing, her skin was warm. When he applied more pressure, she couldn’t stop herself. She tensed and arched her back, her hands grasping at the bedsheets as she screamed.

“Fuck yes…” Jax whispered. He maintained steady pressure with the tiny vibrator. He didn’t let up until Ragatha was a trembling mess on the bed, her chest heaving. “My beautiful doll…”

He flung the vibrator aside and stripped out of his doctor’s coat. Ragatha wasn’t surprised to see he was completely naked underneath.

“Ready for your treatment?” He groaned as he climbed on top of her. “You feel a little feverish after all that. I know just what you need.”

“Jax,” Ragatha panted, gripping around his torso. “I swear to God, just fuck me.” She felt his dick slide against her slick pussy.

His ears perked toward her. He dipped down to mouth at her neck, pressing soft but purposeful kisses everywhere he could reach. Then, reaching between their bodies to line himself up, he pushed inside her smoothly.

Ragatha whined, pulling him as close as possible. Jax grunted when he sunk to his base, stilling, enjoying her tight heat.

“Shit, Rags,” he groaned into her neck. “I can still feel you pulsing.”

She felt it too. It rippled through her, from her head to her toes, powerful contractions that left her limp and exhausted. Jax started to move, giving slow gentle thrusts, trying not to overstimulate Ragatha more than she already was. He struggled not to immediately pound into her, and his consideration for her left her feeling lightheaded and giddy on top of everything else. She melted when she felt him kiss her neck.

“I love you,” she managed, through soft, panting breaths.

“I love you too, Rags,” Jax kissed her. “So fucking much.” He picked up his pace a bit, each steady thrust like a jolt to Ragatha’s system.

It only took a few more thrusts before Jax jerked his hips, burrowing deep. Ragatha stroked the back of his head as he came, and when he collapsed on top of her, she closed her eye, ready to sleep.

Jax seemed more than ready, too. He pressed a few more kisses to her mouth, neck, and shoulder before he slipped out and curled up beside her. They were both a sticky, sweaty mess.

“Well,” Ragatha whispered, her body buzzing all over, longing for sleep and Jax’s arms around her. “What’s my prognosis, doctor?”

Jax laughed softly. He nuzzled into the crook of her neck, his tired breaths warming her skin. They’d clean up in the morning.

“Healthy. Really, really healthy.”

“Thank goodness,” she murmured.

They were asleep within seconds.

-

Their new role play continued for days after that. Most nights started with one of them giving the other an “examination,” only for them both to end up passed out in bed after finishing. It was some of the most intense sex they’d had since they’d gotten together, leaving them exhausted each morning, but incredibly satisfied.

Boxes addressed to Jax had started arriving at Ragatha’s door, each one of them containing some sort of medical supply. Lab coats, stethoscopes, blood pressure cuffs, latex gloves…if anyone had known, they might think Jax was applying to medical school. Such wasn’t the case, and Ragatha prayed that Jax’s father didn’t view the company credit card statements on the regular.

She arrived home one afternoon, exhausted after a more demanding day than usual at the hospital. She helped Annie out of her jacket and settled her down at the kitchen counter with a snack and her homework. Strangely, there was no sight or sound of Jax.

That was odd.

“Jax?” Ragatha called for him.

“I’m up here Doll,” he said, his voice muffled from their bedroom. “Be right down.”

Was he sleeping?

Ragatha sprinted up the steps and opened their bedroom door. Jax was bending over the side of the bed, adjusting something long and ribbon-looking. Straps?

“Jax? What are you doing?”

He spun around quickly at the sound of her voice. Ragatha didn’t miss the blush creeping along his cheeks and the nervous glint in his eyes. Nervous, but also excited.

“Hey babe,” Jax said casually. He shifted to block whatever it was he was doing. “How was work?”

“It was fine…”

“Good, good…” Jax nodded. “Glad to hear it. Is Annie downstairs?”

“Uh-huh,” Ragatha nodded. She smirked at him. “She’s downstairs with a snack and is just starting her homework.” She looked around. “What’s going on? Why are you acting so strange?”

“Me? Strange?” Jax laughed, a little too loudly. “Dunno what you mean.”

“What’s that you’ve got there?” Ragatha asked, nodding toward their bed.

Jax’s eyes darted to the bed behind him and quickly back at Ragatha. His toothy smile only stretched wider.

“Just an idea I had…”

“Oh?”’

“Um…well, y’see…okay, we don’t have to use them if you don’t want to…but, I just though maybe it might add to the fun…”

“What are you—” Ragatha’s words were lost in her throat when Jax stepped aside. Attached to each corner of the bed were medical restraints for wrists and ankles. Stretched across the middle was a wide strap. Her eye widened in shock. “JAX!”

“Okay, okay, like I said, it’s just an idea!” he said hurriedly, putting his hands on her shoulders, trying to sound comforting. “It was just something I was thinking of, you know? Imagine how hot it could be!”

“I…”

“We don’t have to use them,” he said, though he sounded a little disappointed. “Give me the word, and these things get shipped back to the medical supply store I ordered them from.”

Ragatha crossed her arms. Part of her wanted to seriously question him for even suggesting such a thing…

Yet…

Another, newer, more excited part of her was curious. Interested in exploring this with him, and with him only. Jax made her feel safe, he never pushed her to try anything she wasn’t comfortable with, and he was understanding of her limitations and sexual preferences.

Ragatha imagined him strapped down, trusting her, watching her every move, totally under her control and eager for her to ride him silly. The image ventured to the very forefront of her mind and planted itself there, refusing to budge. That’s when she realized she was actually wet. Her panties were sticking to her inner thighs. She shuffled her legs slowly.

“What are you thinking?” Jax asked, breaking the silence. His hands ran down her sides.

“I’m thinking that you don’t really respect the medical profession,” she quipped, rolling her eye at him.

Jax chuckled softly. “Just one word, and they’re gone, Rags.” He shrugged.

“Okay…” Ragatha’s heart was pounding. “I’ll agree to this. On one condition. You’re going to wear them. Not me.”

Jax blinked at her like he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. It took him a few moments before it clicked.

“Wait..seriously?”

Ragatha nodded. “Tonight.”

Jax was speechless. His golden eyes gleamed excitedly. Ragatha leaned in to press a chaste kiss to his lips and walked away, leaving him standing there, dumbfounded and still as a statue. She smiled to herself as she walked downstairs to check on Annie.

Good thing I love him. She shook her head.

-

“Are you absolutely sure about this, Jax?”

Ragatha’s hand rested over the buckles on the restraint strap. Jax was secured down on the bed, his arms and legs held in place by the cuff restraints. The strap over his middle was to hold him in place and keep him from thrusting. He looked at her with excitement in his eyes.

“I’m one hundred percent sure, Dollface.”

“Do you remember the safe word?”

“Don’t need it.”

“Jax!”

Jax sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. “Yes, I remember it. But I promise, I won’t need it.”

“Okay.” She kissed him on the forehead. “Let me go change.”

“Make it quick!”

Ragatha headed to the bathroom to change into her scrubs. They’d ordered several new pairs specifically for role-playing purposes. It was getting a little too uncomfortable and awkward for Ragatha to wear her actual work scrubs for this. This became especially apparent when she’d grabbed the wrong pair one morning and was horrified when Pomni asked why she had a weird stain on the front of her pants.

She slipped into a pair of crotchless, black lace panties and a matching bra to wear under the scrubs. This particular pair always drove Jax wild.

She wasn’t sure why she was still feeling nervous about this. It’s not like they hadn’t tried new things before. Taking a deep breath, she left the bathroom and approached their bed, swaying her hips as she walked. Jax was watching her with huge, dark eyes. His irises were blown so large that you could barely see any of the usual yellow.

“Well, well,” she said, her voice a seductive purr. “Who do we have here?” She ran her hand over the exposed fur on Jax’s chest and up the side of his face. “Are you here for your physical?”

“Fuck yes I am,” Jax growled immediately.

Ragatha glanced at his lower half. He was already rock hard and dripping at the tip.

“Uh, Jax…” She broke character to address the rather large distraction.

“What?”

“That looks like it hurts.”

“Trust me when I say I’ve never been harder in my entire life.”

“Oh my God!”

“Then fucking cure me, Rags!” He stared at her pleadingly. “You need to get me off, because I sure as hell can’t do it myself.”

Ragatha struggled to snap back into character. She shook her head, trying to remember where she left off.

Right…he was a difficult patient and she was the sexy nurse in charge.

“You must be a problem if they need to tie you down like this,” Ragatha said. “Are you going to be a problem for me, sweetheart?” She stepped dangerously close to him, close enough that he’d be able to reach her if he wasn’t tied down.

Jax made a whimper-like sound and tugged against his restraints. Ragatha could tell he was probably regretting not being able to move at all. In any other scenario, he’d have her under him by now, judging by the desperate look on his face alone.

“Well?” Ragatha batted her eyelashes at him. “Answer my question. Will you be a problem for me?”

“No,” Jax said immediately.

“Good.” Ragatha bit her lip and ran the tip of her finger down his chest. “Now…why don’t I go ahead and take care of your…not so little problem.”

Jax moaned. He closed his eyes tightly, and for a moment he looked as though he was truly in pain.

“Jax?” Ragatha looked at him. “Are you okay?”

“Mhm,” he nodded frantically. “Super good.” His voice was strained.

“Okay…” She took out their favorite stethoscope. It had an especially long cord, just for such activities, and it provided a much better reach when they needed it. She placed the bell over his heart. Rapid pounding filled her ears. “My, my, someone’s excited.” She met his stare, while her free hand walked down his torso, through the longer, coarser fur below his navel, to his cock. She gave it a slow stroke, swirling her palm around the tip as she moved the bell around.

Jax let out some of the most desperate sounds she’d ever heard. Again, he struggled against his restraints.

At this rate, Ragatha was actually a little concerned he was going to hurt himself by straining like this. Maybe she should move this whole thing along…

“Heart sounds good, though I bet you’re ready for me to be a bit more thorough, hm?” She reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her bra to him.

“Oh, fuck me…” Jax whined.

“Don’t worry, I will…”

She proceeded to slip out of her scrub pants. When Jax noticed the lingerie she was wearing, he froze. His eyes widened and raked down her body.

“I know, I know…I wore them just for you.” Ragatha winked at him. “Got any room for one more up there?” she asked silkily. “I think I need a closer look to make a proper diagnosis…”

Jax didn’t speak. He only nodded.

Ragatha had just begun to climb up on the bed, when Jax grunted loudly. She noticed him twitch hard out of the corner of her eye, then he cursed, panting heavily afterwords.

“Jax? Are you—”

That’s when she saw the mess all over his torso. He’d already cum. He looked at her sheepishly, his cheeks burning red.

“Did you just—?”

“Give me like, five minutes, Rags. I’ll be good as new.” He didn’t seem as remotely bothered or embarrassed as he normally would be.

“Oh, Jax…”

“Ragatha, you’re too damn sexy and you know it,” Jax groaned. “There was no way that wasn’t gonna happen at this rate.”

“I’m untying you.”

“NO! Five minutes.”

“Oh my God…” Ragatha buried her face in her hands. “Let me at least get you cleaned up.”

“I’ll allow that,” Jax smirked at her. “And don’t put the scrubs back on. I like what you’re wearing.”

“Your favorite,” Ragatha smiled at him, slowly rubbing his arm. “Don’t think I forgot.”

“Hell yes,” Jax said, looking her up and down. “God, Doll…your body is so…perfect.”

Ragatha kissed him softly on the lips before she ventured to the bathroom. She got a warm, wet towel, and gently began to clean him up. She spent extra time and care around his dick, making sure the longer fur near his belly was free of the sticky mess. Her other hand stroked him as she worked, careful not to overstimulate him.

Jax watched her like a hawk. His eyes darted from her face, to her hand, to her cleavage, and back again. By the time she was done, he was fully erect again.

“Told ya,” Jax said smugly.

“You certainly did,” Ragatha giggled. Maybe it was because he was technically a rabbit, but Jax had amazing stamina and an insane sex drive. She’d learned that very quickly into their relationship. Good news in a situation like this.

She certainly wasn’t complaining.

Still, just in case, she wasn’t going to waste any more precious time. If this happened again, that’d be it. She climbed on top of him and straddled his legs, so his dick was resting against her soft stomach. She rubbed herself against him.

“Where was I?” Ragatha purred. “Oh, that’s right…your exam…how are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling feverish,” Jax said dramatically. “D’you think you can cure me?”

“I’ll do my best.” She cupped his cheek, running her hand up the side of his face and ear. “A different view might make you feel better…” Ragatha reversed herself on top of him. She heard Jax’s breathy exhale. Immediately, she felt him pull against his restraints in an attempt to grope her ass, one of his favorite features of hers.

“Uh-uh,” she shook her head. Looking over her shoulder, she wagged her finger at him. “You need to hold still.” She reached between her legs to line him up, before she lifted and slowly lowered herself onto his dick. “Oh…” Her resolve momentarily cracked at the feeling of being filled. She’d never complain about his size, because Lord knew there was nothing to complain about. “God…”

Jax let out a string of curse words. His claws extended and dug into the mattress, as the frustration of not being able to move or grab her hit him hard.

“Fucking…hell…” he growled and panted. Ragatha could feel him tensing.

She started moving her hips, slowly at first to build her rhythm, before working her way to a furious pace. When she swirled her hips, grinding into him, Jax completely lost it.

With a loud and desperate growl, Jax came hard. Ragatha felt his heated release, slowing her rolling pace to a stop. Immediately, she slipped off him and started untying his restraints. Jax was out of breath.

“Are you okay?” She asked him as his Ragatha, not as the sexy nurse in their role play. (Though if you ask Jax, they’re one in the same.)

“M’good,” he panted. “So good…”

“Let me see.” She gently took his wrists in her hands, examining them. The restraints left faint marks in his short fur, barely grazing the skin beneath, but otherwise he seemed fine. Still, some soothing cream could help. She kissed each wrist softly. “Let me take care of your wrists.”

“Forget my wrists,” Jax murmured, moving to kiss her neck. He pulled Ragatha to him. Together they fell against the mattress. “You didn’t cum yet.”

“I’m fine,” Ragatha said truthfully. She was much more concerned with making sure Jax was okay.

“God, will you stop worrying about me?” Jax said. “I’m a big boy, I’ll be fine.” His hand slipped between her legs. With skilled precision, Jax rubbed her clit in steady, firm circles.

“Ja—mmph!”

Jax silenced her with a breath-stealing kiss. His fingers never stopped. She came in a matter of seconds, crying out into his chest.

“Much better,” Jax said. He pressed more kisses to her neck while Ragatha panted into his fur. “That was so hot, Rags. You’re amazing. I love you for doing this with me.”

“You liked being tied down like that?” She looked up at him, breathless, her cheeks hot and flushed pink.

“I mean, it was torture not being able to touch you, but holy shit, you being in total control like that? I’m literally getting hard again just thinking about it…” He took her hand and guided it to his crotch. Ragatha couldn’t believe it, but he was serious.

“I’m sorry, but another round can’t be good for you,” she shook her head and pressed a kiss to his nose. “Plus, I’m exhausted.”

It took some convincing, but Jax finally relented and fell into bed with Ragatha curled up by his side. She clung to him, so incredibly in love, as a peaceful calm washed over her.

I feel so safe with him. And he feels safe with me.

She wondered how it was possible to feel so much pure love after going without it for so long.

Ragatha buried her face in his side. Immediately, Jax’s hold on her tightened. She fell asleep in the safety of his arms and dreamed of him.

-

One might think that an actual sickness would be enough to put a temporary halt to their role playing fun. Ragatha assumed (wrongly, she discovered) that surely, something as serious as the actual flu would be enough to force Jax to take a day or two to rest.

Unfortunately, this was not the case.

Ragatha woke on a very usual, very regular weekday morning to two things: a very, very warm body next to her, and two clingy arms wrapped around her torso.

She blinked her eye awake, focusing on the shaft of sunlight filtering through the window. Her digital clock read five-thirty in the morning. Time to get up and start getting ready for the day.

She moved to sit up and stretch, but Jax’s arms held her in place, his grip much tighter than usual.

“Mmmn,” Jax made a sound that sounded like a mixture of a groan and a sigh. His face remained buried in her back, just below her neck.

“Morning,” Ragatha whispered, smiling.

“Mor…nin…” Jax pulled her closer.

“I need to get up for work, Jax,” Ragatha said softly. “And I need to get Annie ready for school.” She tried to move again, but Jax only held on tighter.

“Stay with me,” he mumbled into her back.

“You know I can’t,” she said soothingly. She turned in his arms to press a kiss to his forehead. When her lips met his fur, she realized immediately how hot he was. “Jax...” She felt his forehead with her hand. “You’re burning up.”

“Mmm.”

“Oh Jax…” She managed to separate herself from his vice-like grip just enough to take a look at him. His closed eyes were rimmed with dark circles and his cheeks were flushed red. He shivered where he lay. “You’re sick.”

“No, m’fine…” He pulled her back against him, tugging her down. She felt him burrow his head in her side.

“I think you have the flu. You need to rest today. And you need fluids. I’m going to get the thermometer.”

“N-n-no, need you,” he whispered. “D-don’t get up.”

“I’ll be right back. I promise.”

It was hard separating herself from his grasp. She’d never seen him so clingy like this. It would’ve been endearing if he weren’t so incredibly sick. Sure enough, his temperature was alarmingly high.

She knew right away it was because of her. The other night, they’d had sex after she’d been tending to sick patients all day. She’d warned him that she should shower first, but he was impatient and he flat out refused to wait, promising he’d be just fine.

“Listen,” she whispered, stroking his head. “I’m going to take Annie to school, and then I’m going to take a sick day from work. I’ll be home with you to make sure you’re okay. I’m not comfortable leaving you alone like this, Jax.”

“O—k-kay,” Jax shivered. Ragatha tucked him under the covers and placed a damp facecloth on his forehead. Then, she gave him some aspirin and a kiss on the cheek, promising to be back as soon as possible. She placed a large glass of water on the bedside table next to him.

“Drink some of this, okay?”

Jax peered at her with eyes half open. He looked so helpless, it made her heart actually ache.

“Will you be back soon?” he mumbled, as though she didn’t just tell him that she would not ten seconds ago.

“Of course I will,” she nodded.

“Cool…also, am I dying?”

“No, don’t be silly.”

“It kinda…feels like it.”

“The flu will do that to you, my love.”

Jax exhaled slowly and closed his eyes. Ragatha was about to leave the room when his voice called out to her again.

“Please come back, after. Don’t leave me here.”

Her heart felt like it had taken a direct punch.

“Of course I’ll come back, Jax,” she said softly. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Okay,” Jax nodded. Immediately, he fell into what Ragatha hoped was a deep sleep. He needed it if he wanted to recover.

-

When Ragatha returned barely a half hour later, Jax was still exactly where she’d left him. The glass of water remained untouched.

She slipped on a pair of sweatpants and climbed back into bed. When she pressed her hand against his forehead, it was just as warm as before.

“I’m back,” she whispered, assuming he was asleep and not wanting to wake him.

Jax’s hands immediately wrapped around her middle and pulled her close. He buried his face in her neck.

“You came back,” he mumbled.

“Oh Jax,” Ragatha ran her hand over his ears and the back of his head. “Of course I came back.”

“No one ever wants to come back…”

What in the world?

Ragatha felt something uncomfortable stir deep in her chest. Was he delirious? He might be. She’d seen it in flu patients before, if they were sick enough.

“Jax, sweetheart, I want you to drink some water now.”

“M’not thirsty.” His voice was muffled against her neck.

“Still, you need to try.”

It took some coaxing, but eventually she managed to separate from him enough to help him tilt his head back and drink, swallowing the aspirin in the process. Then he settled back down next to her, holding her like the life-sized plush doll she was.

Jax drifted off and slept for several hours. Ragatha was pleased that his fever seemed to be going down, at least a little bit. Occasionally he mumbled in his sleep and rolled over a few times, but he always had to be touching her in some way. To busy herself, she took out a scarf she’d been knitting for Annie and worked as he slept.

The hours ticked by. Ragatha was able to sneak away at one point to make Jax some soup, hoping he might eat something. He refused food, but he did take several sips of water, which in this situation was far more important.

Ragatha only left the house again to pick up Annie from school. Between that, cooking dinner, and getting her daughter to bed, Jax had seemed to perk up slightly. He even managed to take a few bites of soup, which pleased Ragatha immensely.

He never stopped asking for her, though. When she finally climbed into bed next to him, exhausted and ready for sleep, Jax pulled her into a tight embrace. He tugged her as close as can be.

Ragatha stroked his head. “How are you feeling? Your fever is way down, which is great.”

“Better,” he mumbled into her neck.

“Another night of rest and I think you’ll feel even better.”

“Let’s fool around…”

“Jax!” Ragatha couldn’t believe her ears. Now was not the time for any type of fooling around. Not while he was in this state. “Absolutely not!”

“Why not?” He started pressing kisses to her skin.

“Because you have the flu!” she replied, exasperated. “You need to rest!”

“I rested all day,” he said matter-of-factly, though the rasp in his voice gave him away. He could barely maneuver himself as he tried to roll on top of her.

“Jax,” Ragatha said, gently but stern, “the answer is still no.”

Jax froze in place. The little strength he had seemed to drain out of him as he fell away from her and back to the mattress. His expression was one of defeat, and Ragatha didn’t like the look in his tired eyes. He looked…scared, if she was being honest.

“So this is happening…” he mumbled to himself.

“What’s happening?” Ragatha asked, alarmed.

“I’m a weak, pathetic mess, and you can’t stand the idea of being with me.” He turned on his side, away from her. “I get it…I wouldn’t want to be with me either.”

Ragatha couldn’t believe her ears. “That is so far from the truth, Jax.”

“Why won’t you fool around with me?”

“Because you’re sick,” she said pointedly, “and quite frankly, I think a little delirious.”

“I’m not,” he shook his head. His ears flopped as he moved. “I’m not delirious. I miss you so much…”

“Jax, we have sex every single night…a break won’t kill you. It might even be good for you.” Ragatha cozied up behind him and rested her chin on his shoulder. She was relieved that his body felt normal again. No more burning, feverish skin or trembling shivers.

“Y’know what’s good for me?” Jax whispered, his eyes closed. “You…” He took her hand and moved it down his body, bringing it to rest on the bulge in front of his sweatpants. Ragatha was shocked to find him half-hard.

“Jax!”

“Told you…” he laughed, though it was a weak sound.

Ragatha was at a loss for what to do. She felt like she knew what was best for him. But, if this is what he truly wanted and it would make him feel better, what would be the problem in indulging him? Maybe she should be happy that he feels well enough to want this, after all. It’s just another indicator that he was getting back to normal, and that’s what she’d hoped for. Slowly, she pressed her palm against him, rubbing gently over his pants. Jax softly moaned.

“Are you sure about this?” Ragatha whispered against his ear.

Jax didn’t answer. Instead, he flipped onto his back and pushed his sweatpants and boxers down his long legs. His half-hard dick sprang free.

“I guess that’s a yes,” Ragatha sighed. She watched as he rested his head back into the pillow. “I’m not roleplaying with you, though. Not when you’re like this.”

“That’s fine,” Jax mumbled, eyes closed. “Don’t want you to, anyway…” His grip on the sheets tightened when Ragatha’s hand made contact. She stroked up and down slowly and glanced around for something to use as lube, but there was nothing in sight.

“One second,” she said. Jax groaned a sad, soft sound when she got up to head to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”

She returned with a bottle of lube, squirting a decent amount into her hands before she resumed her position.

“Fuck yeah,” Jack mumbled. He closed his eyes again.

Ragatha stroked him slowly. She took her time, not wanting to overwork him, yet still moving at a pace she hoped he found enjoyable. Every once in a while Jax would buck his hips up slightly and meet her fist. His breathing got heavier. He opened his mouth, revealing his pointy teeth as he started panting. The lewd sound of her wet strokes filled the room.

“I’m not going to leave you,” Ragatha whispered. “I’m not. I need you to know that, Jax. You’re not weak, you’ve never been weak. You’re just perfect for me, and it’s okay when you need to rest and recover every once in a while.”

She knew Jax, above all, hated to appear weak. She understood that being sick like this, bedridden with no strength or will do do anything other than lie there was a blow to most people. It hit Jax especially hard.

Jax’s hand reached for her empty one. When Ragatha took his hand, he held on and squeezed. She leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek. At the same time, she thumbed over his head. Jax tensed, before he bucked his hips one final time. He came over her hand and his lower body, breathing hard.

“Don’t move,” Ragatha said softly, kissing the side of his mouth. “I’ll clean you up.” And she did, taking immense care as she did so. Thankfully, nothing had gotten on the sheets. Jax had already started drifting by the time she was done and came to lay beside him.

“What about you?” He spoke softly, peering at her with bleary eyes cracked open.

“I’m good,” Ragatha said. “Sleep.”

“But—”

“Jax,” Ragatha said firmly. “You can make it up to me when you feel better. Sleep.”

He did as he was told. Ragatha had no doubt that he would indeed get her back for this, in the best way possible. He always kept his word, especially in the bedroom. Until then, she was content in watching him drift off peacefully. He held her extra tightly as he slept that night, and Ragatha was happy to return his embrace. She wasn’t going anywhere.

-

Any thought of the possibility that Jax wouldn’t get Ragatha back for his flu-induced horniness went right out the window barely two days later.

Ragatha’s day had been especially difficult. Work was a shit show (in her own words), and she’d been run ragged and exhausted. Difficult patients, overbearing superiors, and scarce staffing due to sickness had all culminated in a particularly emotional breakdown at day’s end, set off by something as accidental as the spaghetti she’d been straining into the pot slipping from her grasp and spilling onto the floor.

Jax had heard her sob from his desk in the guest room, which doubled as his work office. He heard the pounding of her steps as she stormed up the stairs, and finally the slam of their bedroom door, hard enough to shake the frames on the wall.

Thankfully, it was a Friday evening, and Jax’s parents had graciously taken Annie for a sleepover at their house. They loved the little girl just as much as Jax, and considered her their granddaughter by default (and spoiled her as such).

It also allowed for some much needed alone time for Jax and Ragatha.

Now, sensing the pending breakdown, Jax took action. He ordered a pizza in lieu of the ruined spaghetti, ran downstairs to crack open a bottle of wine, and poured two glasses. Then he carried those glasses up the stairs to check on Ragatha.

When he opened the door, he found her silently crying into her pillow. His heart, which had once been hard as steel and unmoving when it came to such things, softened instantly.

“Dollface,” he sighed. He climbed into bed next to her and tugged her into his arms. Her sobs were so soft, you could barely hear them. “Talk to me.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “That was the last straw, Jax…I was hanging on by a thread as it is, and that damn pasta…”

“Well, lucky for us, it’s no biggie,” Jax shrugged.

“I wanted to make you your favorite dinner,” she mumbled, finally shifting her head so that it wasn’t hidden in his side.

“I know, but it’s fine, Ragatha,” Jax said. “I already ordered us pizza. No more work for you today. Believe me, I appreciate the gesture but it’s not gonna make or break my night if I do or don’t have spaghetti.”

“This day…it was so awful,” she sniffed.

“I know. Luckily, it’s about to get better. Just you and me, kid free and home alone all weekend.”

Ragatha managed a smile. “That sounds perfect.”

“You wanna talk about it, though?” Jax asked. “I’m all ears. Seriously, in case you haven’t noticed, my ears are huge.” He tugged on one, stretching it out until it brushed the top of her head.

Ragatha actually laughed at that, hugging him close. “No, I don’t really want to talk about it. There’s nothing to add that I haven’t said already.”

“Are you sure? I can be your charming, sexy psychologist this time. You can spill your guts to me and I’ll listen, nod, and say Mhm while doodling on a notepad.”

“That’s tempting,” she grinned, “but I just want to unwind and relax with you.”

“I can help with that.” Jax reached for the wine and handed Ragatha her glass. She accepted it gratefully and took a sip. “Thank you, bunny,” she whispered.

Jax’s face warmed. He loved his pet name. No doubt he’d get teased to no end if anyone like Zooble, Caine, or even his father heard it. But between these four walls, when it was just him and Ragatha, it stirred a pleasant feeling within him. He took a sizable gulp of wine and placed the glass on the bedside table.

“You know,” he said, his voice dropping into a distinct purr. “I know another way I can help you relax.” His hand slid down her side, coming to rest on the swell of her ass. He felt her shiver at his touch.

Ragatha downed her wine in one shot, placing the empty glass on the table next to Jax’s. She finally had some fire in her eye, as she stared back at Jax with distinct longing.

“What if the pizza gets here?”

“I added an extra tip for the delivery guy to leave it on the steps and walk away,” Jax smirked, removing his shirt and tossing it across the room.

“Mm,” Ragatha nodded, unbuttoning her blouse. “You always think ahead.”

“You bet I do.” Jax helped her remove her sweatpants and slowly pulled them down her legs, leaning over to kiss her plush skin as he did so.

As soon as Ragatha lay bare before him, Jax pounced. He met her mouth in a frantic kiss. Ragatha reached around to pull his boxers down his legs while trying not to separate from him. The kiss was hungry and desperate. Jax started grinding himself against Ragatha. Finally, be broke away from her to place heated kisses down her torso and over her belly.

“Mmph…” Ragatha squeezed her eye shut. Her body jolted when she felt him dangerously close to her pussy.

As Jax inched ever closer to the heat between her legs, his kisses grew slower and more tender. Each press against her skin made her moan.

“I love when you make those sounds,” he purred. Finally, positioning himself directly between her legs, he gave her a long, languid lick. Ragatha gasped. Jax pushed her thighs apart to give himself better access. “Relax, Dollface. You take care of people all day long. Now, let me take care of you.”

“Jax…” His name was a breathy whisper on her tongue. Her chest rose and fell as he pressed kiss after kiss to her lower lips, pausing now and then to lick and suck and delve inside with his tongue. Ragatha made the most beautiful noises he’d ever heard.

One of her hands held his wrist, the other lay across the top of his head, guiding him as she saw fit. His ears brushed her belly every time he dipped his head low. One of his hands came up to fondle her breast and pinch her nipple.

“Oh God, oh…right there,” she gasped. Jax felt her tense.

He teased her clit with his tongue before pushing inside, just in time for her to shudder against him, his name cried out into the empty space of the bedroom. It was enough for him to buck into the mattress, making a mess of the sheets with his own release. He kept lapping at her through the pulsing aftershocks, until she was still and panting softly. He pressed a soft kiss to the tender spot between her legs, wiped his mouth on her inner thigh, and slid up to lie beside her.

Ragatha clung to him immediately. She pressed her face into his fur, shaking.

“I love you so much,” she whispered.

“Love you too,” he said immediately. He wrapped her in his long arms. “You feel better?”

Ragatha nodded. “Did you finish?”

Jax chuckled dryly. “Yep. Though I’d prefer if it was inside you…I’m gonna have to change the sheets. I couldn’t help it.”

“Maybe…we can take a bath?” Ragatha looked up at him, her eye full of hope.

Jax pressed a kiss to her forehead. “How could I say no to a face like that?” He lifted her into his arms like she weighed nothing. “C’mon gorgeous, let’s get cleaned up.”

The bath was perfect. Suffice to say, the pizza was ice cold by the time they actually got around to eating it.

-

Jax had his doctor’s coat on again.

He felt as ridiculous as he probably looked, but he was dedicated to the role and Ragatha didn’t seem to mind, especially since he never bothered to put anything on underneath. It was part of the “surprise,” even though by this point, she knew how the whole thing went.

He was in the middle of an “examination,” gently feeling up Ragatha’s sides with both hands. She lay there comfortably in her silk robe, happy but unusually tired.

“Hmm,” Jax nodded. “All seems good so far…” His palm fondled one of her tits. “Just as round and perfect as ever. Might need to do a taste test too…but that comes later.”

Ragatha regarded him sleepily, humming her approval. Jax tilted his head.

“Are you okay?” he asked, for real this time, as he watched her with deepening concern. His hand dropped to his side. “Normally you’re way more into this. I can stop if you’re not feeling it tonight.”

“No, no…I’m fine,” Ragatha shook her head. “Long day.” She took his hand in hers and moved it back to her breast. “Come on, Jax.”

“Okay…” Jax said. “Where was I?” His hands slid up her torso and under the robe. When his fingers pressed on a spot at the base of her neck, Ragatha actually winced in pain.

“Ow…” she whimpered softly, closing her eye.

Jax’s ears perked toward her. “What? Did that hurt?” He ran his hand over the same spot and Ragatha gave the same reaction. Jax pulled back immediately. He gave himself a moment to think before he carefully pulled her robe down at her shoulder. He cursed under his breath when he saw the huge black and blue running from just above her collarbone, to up and around her shoulder toward her back. “What the fuck is this?”

“Don’t worry about it, Jax,” Ragatha sighed, shaking her head. “It’s nothing.”

“Don’t worry about it? Seriously? Who did this?” Jax asked immediately. He flung off the stupid lab coat, all the desire he’d previously felt evaporating in a single moment in favor of worry and anger. He ignored the fact that he was naked.

“No one technically did it to me…on purpose anyway.” Ragatha clutched the robe and covered herself up again, turning away from him. “It was a stupid work accident, that’s all.”

“What type of accident?” Jax pressed.

“Nothing, Jax. I’m fine.”

“Ragatha, I swear to God—”

“Okay!” Ragatha sighed. “There was a drunk patient in the ER. He was giving one of the newer nurses a hard time, so they called me in to help since I’m more experienced with difficult patients. He wouldn’t let me examine him. He started getting belligerent and shoved me…I hit the metal cabinet pretty hard before l fell on the floor.”

Jax was torn between wanting to immediately comfort her, and finding out who this guy was and making his life a living hell. Why did he think he could put his hands on Ragatha in the first place?

“Why didn’t you call me as soon as it happened?”

Ragatha shook her head. “So you’d worry? Get angry? Show up at the hospital? There’s no need.”

“I see a huge need,” Jax replied.

“Jax, what good would it have done? I’m fine, I’m just really sore. Nothing is broken, nothing is dislocated. The hospital filed an accident report. There’s nothing else to do.”

“Oh, big deal! What’s an accident report gonna do? Give me his information.”

“Jax!”

“I mean it. I’m going to find him and kick his ass so hard he won’t know which end is his face.”

“You know I can’t give you any information about him, right?” Ragatha reached for Jax. “You know that’s absolutely a huge breach of patient confidential information?”

Jax didn’t respond. He slid into bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her, careful not to brush too hard against her bruise. He peeked at her back. Sure enough, the bruise traveled halfway down her body. He pressed kisses to her neck, both to sooth her and to calm himself down.

This was unacceptable. He couldn’t let this happen to her again.

“Maybe you should transfer to a different part of the hospital,” he said softly.

“Why? I like working in the ER.”

“Hmm, let’s see,” Jax laughed sarcastically. “Maybe because there’s less chance of you being accosted by drunken assholes?”

“It was one time, Jax! Stop acting like it’s going to happen every day!”

“One time? I guess by that logic, I could occasionally have one cigarette, and it shouldn’t make a difference to my overall health then?” He pulled back from her and stared. “But hey, who knows, maybe it’s worth the risk, huh?”

“That’s not funny,” Ragatha said, turning to look at him. “Why would you say that?”

“I dunno, why are you acting like this,” he gestured to her bruise, “isn’t a big deal?”

“I’m not switching to another unit in the hospital, Jax,” Ragatha said firmly. “Accidents happen, and then you move on from them!”

Jax crossed his arms and turned away from her. “Right, because why would you want to turn down the opportunity to be assaulted? I get it.” Given her past with her ex, it was an extremely low blow, and Jax regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. He hoped she didn’t take it that way.

“That’s not fair!” Ragatha sat up, drawing the robe closed over her body. “Stop acting like this happens all the time!” A tear rolled down her cheek.

“It doesn’t matter, because one time should be enough!” Jax slid out of bed and grabbed his sweatpants, stepping into them angrily.

“Where are you going?” Ragatha looked at him.

“To get some ice for your damn bruise!”

He slammed the bedroom door a little too loudly on his way out. He paused for a moment just outside Annie’s room, listening to make sure he didn’t wake her. He’d feel like a complete ass if he did, especially given how hard it was at times to get the little girl to fall asleep. When no sound could be detected, he cracked the door open. Sure enough, Annie was still fast asleep, undisturbed. Jax sighed in relief.

Annie had so much of Ragatha in her, it was insane. From her looks, to her stubborn attitude, to the faces she made, she was her mother’s daughter, and Jax had come to love her like she was his daughter as well.

He thought of Ragatha, and about how the very idea of someone hurting her, even by accident, had driven him to anger. He didn’t mean to get so upset with her. She did nothing wrong.

She may be stubborn, but why should she have to switch her job, a job which she obviously loves, just because he got annoyed (and frankly, a little scared)? He was the last person who should be lecturing anyone about careers.

He made his way to the kitchen and grabbed an ice pack from the freezer. When he returned to their bedroom, Ragatha was tucked under the covers with her back to the door.

“Got your ice,” he said softly, holding up the bag.

“Great,” she muttered. “Thanks.”

Jax sighed heavily and sat down on the bed. He tried tugging the covers away from her face, but Ragatha wouldn’t budge. She was pissed at him. He understood, and he knew he deserved it.

“Listen Ragatha, I’m sorry I got so angry before. I mean it. It was shitty of me to try to tell you what to do. I get it.”

“Yeah, it was,” she said, still facing away. “I worked hard for my job, and I love it. You don’t get to decide that for me.”

Jax rested his hand on her blanket-covered shoulder. “I know.”

“It was also shitty of you to compare it to your smoking,” Ragatha went on. “That was low.”

“I know, Doll…I know…” He tried pulling at the blanket again. This time, she let it slide away. Jax immediately held the ice to her back where the bruise was.

Ragatha jolted at the sudden cold. With his free hand, Jax stroked her hair.

“I’m not saying what I said before was right by any means,” he went on. “But…I kinda hate the fact that this happened to you.”

Ragatha turned slightly so she could peer at him.

“So, naturally I wanna find the guy and tear him limb from limb, and make sure this never happens to you again.”

“I understand,” she said softly.

Jax moved the ice pack a bit so he could reach all of her bruise. “But I know I can’t do that…so…I’m gonna take care of you for real and imagine I’m getting revenge on that piece of shit. Whoever he is.”

“Okay,” Ragatha finally cracked a smile. Jax took that as his cue to go on.

“And if you just so happen to see me hanging out in the ER waiting room, just know that I’m there watching for any future assholes who try to come near you.”

Ragatha turned so she could face him fully. Wordlessly, she reached for him. Jax immediately curled up by her side and wrapped her in a tight embrace.

“For what it’s worth, I was a bit scared today. I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t,” she said softly. “I’ve dealt with patients who were very difficult before, but never one who actually hurt me.”

Jax pulled her tighter. The anger at this faceless person intensified. He tried to distract himself by nuzzling the top of her head and breathing in that familiar yarn scent he loved so much.

“But it’s part of my job to deal with difficult people,” Ragatha’s voice was getting softer as sleepiness took over. “And I don’t want you to think that I don’t appreciate how much you care…”

“Shh, just relax and sleep, Rags… I’ve got you.”

“Okay…I love you, Jax.”

“I love you, too.”

She was truly exhausted. Jax held her until her breathing evened out and he knew she was fast asleep. Even after, he kept a protective arm over her side until he felt his own eyelids getting heavy.

He felt such a responsibility for both of his girls…like his life had purpose as long as they were in it. It was such a strange, strong feeling, especially as of late. He didn’t mind it one bit, though.

-

It had been an eventful day.

Annie had a special presentation at school that parents were invited to, during which the children talked all about what they wanted to be when they grew up. Ragatha took Jax along with her.

Jax had watched as Ragatha held back tears while Annie gave her presentation on why she wanted to be a nurse just like her mommy. He squeezed her hand the entire time, showing support in the only way he knew how.

The look in her eye was unmistakable. Her daughter was her whole world, and while Annie’s actual father was no longer in the picture (and never would be), Jax was more than willing to step into that role. Had anyone asked him a year prior, he’d never have imagined this could be his life. He would’ve never wanted it to be his life. Now, he loved it. He wanted more of it. So much more.

-

Ragatha sat up in bed wearing her familiar silk robe and waiting for Jax. She’d noticed he was taking a little longer than usual. It’d been at least five minutes that she’d been waiting…

Did he forget?

No, not likely. How could he?

Suddenly, the door opened. Jax walked in in his familiar lab coat. Ragatha sat up excitedly. Now, just the sight of him dressed up like this sent a spark of pleasure to her core. She was in the mood far more than usual this evening, and it was all from something as silly as watching Jax interact with Annie. They’d played on the swing set while Ragatha made dinner, and she’d watched them through the window the entire time. He was so good to her daughter. Seeing him step into a role so close to that of a father filled her with so, so much love and gratitude.

And desire. So, so much desire.

For the first time in a long while, she could say that she was totally, truly, completely happy.

She was also extremely horny.

“Evening Miss Ragatha,” Jax said, staring at his blank clipboard as he slipped into his role. “I’ll be your lady-parts doctor this evening.”

“Lady parts doctor?” Ragatha chuckled. “Really?”

“I forgot what they’re called,” Jax rolled his eyes. “Just go with it!”

“Gynecologist, but go ahead.”

“Right,” Jax cleared his throat. “Anyway, as your gynecologist, I have a few questions to ask you before your exam. Just to get an idea of your overall wellness. Is that okay?”

“Of course,” Ragatha nodded. “Ask away.”

“Right,” Jax laughed, but he couldn’t disguise the nerves in his tone. His usually cocky persona for conducting her examinations was nowhere to be found.

“Are you sexually active?”

“Uh…yes.”

“Cool.” He scribbled something on his clipboard. “You’re taking birth control, right?”

“Yup.”

This was beyond strange, but she supposed he was just being dedicated to the role.

“So, it says here you’re in a long-term relationship?”

“Yes,” Ragatha smiled and nodded again.

“You like him?”

This was the most unusual start to foreplay they’d ever had, but honestly, Ragatha was too horny to question it. She hoped maybe he’d just get to the point if she played along.

“Very much.”

“How about children?” Jax’s eyes darted up to hers. He looked nervous. “You have any?”

“One,” Ragatha said.

Jax swallowed. “Do you ever think about…having any more?”

Ragatha’s heart skipped a beat. Her eye met Jax’s unblinking stare, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

“I…” Her heart was pounding now. It wasn’t like she hadn’t thought about it before… “Y-yes…I have, actually.”

“And…do you think you’d want to?”

Ragatha didn’t miss the way Jax was hanging on her every word, her every expression.

“I would,” she nodded. “If he wanted to.” Her heart was threatening to break free of her chest.

“Do you think he wants to?”

Oh God, it’s so hot in here…

“I—I’m not sure. I might have to ask him.”

Jax put down his clipboard. He stared at her, his face void of anything that would indicate he was joking. Just softness, longing, and…dare she say, a great deal of hope.

“If it makes it any easier,” he said softly, “I’m about one hundred percent sure that he wants to.”

Ragatha felt like she was going to pass out from the flood of emotion. Was this real? Was this happening?

“And…if you ask him,” Jax went on, “he’ll tell you the same thing.”

Ragatha was stunned. She barely registered that she had tears coming from the corner of her eye. Why was she crying?

“Really?” she whispered.

“Yeah,” Jax nodded. He flashed her a crooked grin.

Ragatha took a shaky breath that ended in a soft laugh. She wiped her eye with her mitten hand.

Jax took his lab coat off. Ragatha was shocked to see he actually had a pair of boxers on underneath.

“Why are you wearing those?” she asked, sniffling and wiping at her cheek.

“Just in case. I didn’t want to look stupid if you said no,” Jax admitted. “Why are you crying?”

“Because…I’m happy,” she said softly.

Jax exhaled. He moved, reaching for her. Ragatha met him halfway, their lips meeting in a heated kiss.

With one hand on her back, he guided her to lie on the bed, never breaking apart. The room was filled with the sounds of their kisses and heated, heavy breaths. When they finally separated for air, Jax grinned down at her.

“As your doctor, I have to suggest you immediately stop taking your birth control pill.” He pressed searing kisses to her neck.

Ragatha laughed as she tilted her head back for him.

“Good, because I think I forgot to take it today anyway.” She gasped when she felt his stiff length press against her belly.

“Toss them, you don’t need them,” Jax growled. He took a moment to rid himself of his boxers. His dick sprung free.

Ragatha eyed him excitedly. She shimmied out of her robe and fell back against the pillows.

“It might take weeks…maybe even months for my body to adjust to not being on the pill anymore. So, it may take a little while.”

“So what?” Jax lined himself up between her legs. “That just means we get to try…and try…and try, every damn day until it happens. I’m not complaining.” He grinned down at her.

Ragatha stared up at him. She couldn’t keep the smile off her face. “I’m so happy, Jax.”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “Me too, Rags.”

He pushed into her.

“Mmmh,” Ragatha closed her eye and buried her face in his shoulder, locking her arms tightly around his neck as he immediately started pounding into her at a frantic pace. She raked her hands down his back, gripping his fur. Each thrust sent her spiraling. “Oh God…”

Jax’s claws dug into the mattress on either side of her, puncturing fabric. He dipped his head to bite her neck and shoulder, soothing it with his tongue afterwards.

I love the marks he makes on me.

Ragatha whined. Pressure was steadily building low in her belly.

She imagined having a child with him. A little brother or sister for Annie. Oh, she wanted that so much. She loved him so much.

She opened her mouth to tell him, but Jax chose that moment to drag himself out agonizingly slow, only to slide back in, making sure she felt every bit of friction on his re-entry. She came, suddenly and unexpectedly, in a shuddering, pulsing wave, moaning his name into the crook of his neck.

Jax didn’t last long after that. With a few quick thrusts, he buried himself inside her as deep as he could go. Face pressed into the side of her head, Jax groaned and jerked his stuttering hips, filling her. The world stood still as Ragatha closed her eye, holding him as tightly as she could. Jax’s fur was so hot, and her own plush skin was just as heated. Neither of them moved once it was over. Neither of them wanted to let go of the other. They clutched each other, breathing hard.

“Jax?” Ragatha whispered his name.

“Hm?” His breath ghosted her skin.

“Is it okay to be this happy?” She spoke softly, slowly…cautiously.

Jax held her tightly. He didn’t make a move to pull out of her, despite the fact that he was soft and they were done. Ragatha didn’t mind. She wanted to stay as close as possible. Connected in every way.

“I’m absolutely sure that it is,” Jax finally said. “Especially when you deserve it.”

Ragatha sighed. The air was heavy with the scent of them, of sex and love and bodies pressed together.

“I think we deserve it,” Ragatha finally said, closing her eye.

“Me too, Rags,” Jax mumbled. He placed a hand over her belly and gently brushed the area with his thumb. “No one more than you, though.”

“Good thing you make me happier than I’ve ever been, then.” She placed her hand over his, entwining her mitten as best as she could with his fingers.

“So…can I still give you exams once you’re pregnant?”

Ragatha looked at him in alarm. “Of course you can! Our role play doesn’t have to stop. Actually, I really don’t want it to stop, Jax.”

“I know, but I wasn’t sure if that was, y'know…weird?”

Ragatha giggled. “Jax, in case you haven’t noticed, we have a house that could double as a medical supply store. I think we passed the threshold of weird a long time ago.”

Jax chuckled. “Yeah, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Ragatha snuggled up against him. She couldn’t wait to see what their future held, now that they’d decided to officially become a family. There was so much to look forward to. Another new path for them to explore. She kissed him deeply and sighed.

“Neither would I.”