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There was a familiar heaviness between his legs.
Everything took on a sense of horrible inevitability.
"Er, Doc..." Butch said, very quietly, but it was too late. And the worst thing, the absolute worst thing, was how good it felt.
The Doc paused when he noticed what was happening, and removed his hands from Butch's stiffening erection. He glanced up, checking Butch's expression, then gave a small laugh that was probably meant to relieve tension but actually just made things a thousand times worse. "This happens during examinations, sometimes," he said. "It just means you're a healthy teenager." He sounded sympathetic, as if he wanted to ruffle Butch's hair in a paternal sort of way. And, worse still, Butch might have liked that.
Butch couldn't think of anything to say. He considered punching the Doc, running away, and then hiding in an air duct forever.
"The human penis doesn't have the greatest sense of timing," the Doc muttered. He stood up and began to peel off his gloves. "Still, just be glad there's nothing wrong with it. You seem to be in good condition, if that's any consolation." He glanced down. "I can, uh, certainly rule out Peyronie's Disease, at least."
Butch pulled his exam gown over his lap. He opened his mouth to say something clever, but ended up blurting, "I'm not queer!" instead.
Butch DeLoria, he thought to himself, you are one smooth motherfucker.
The Doc gave him a look of amusement and - godammit - sympathy. "Getting an erection during a medical exam isn't an indicator of sexual preference," he said. "Although, for the record, there's nothing wrong with homosexuality, despite the views held by... certain other Vault residents."
"Doc," Butch said, "Just... shut the fuck up."
The Doc eyed him, then shook his head. "We can finish the examination here and continue at a later date, if you'd like," he said, probably out of mercy. "I'll still update your medical records and mark your examination as complete, regardless. I'll remind you that I'm a strict observer of patient confidentiality, and that not even the Overseer gets to know what goes on inside this clinic. Er. You can change back into your regular clothes now, I guess."
Butch stood, still half-hard, and went behind the privacy curtain.
Me and you ain't friends no more, he told his dick as he got dressed.
Before he could leave, the Doc gave him another one of those smiles and said, "Honestly, don't worry about it."
Butch left the clinic without giving a reply.
It crossed his mind that he should thank the Doc for being understanding, but he quickly dismissed the thought and instead made a mental note to punch the Doc's kid the next time they met. Just because.
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ILU. That is the best line ever. XD
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