JD/Cox Drabble 4
TITLE: JD/Cox Drabble 4 (AKA My Poor Back 3)
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Last bit of My Poor Back. Featuring Evil Jordan.
AUTHORESS' NOTES: Was thinking about added in stuff about Perry having performance anxiety... as I may have hinted at in part one... but then decided against it. Also can't decide on whether or not Dr. cox and Jordan have a kid in this one, and exactly what season I started off in. So.... if ever I want to reenact more scenes like the basketball one and they're not acutally accurate to what position JD holds in the hospital at the time... whatever. JD is perma resident in this... unless I do a future drabble.
That being said, these drabbles are also so totally not in chronological order. I was thinking about doing the almost sex on the roof incident next actually.
ADDITIONAL NOTES: I dunno if you can tell, but the almost sex and getting interrupted just before getting off thing really amuses me... but I promise I won't keep it up very long... and that just because it's not as 'satisfying' doesn't mean it can't be just as hot.
“Oh my God! Perry, I just heard the darnedest thing about you and little DJ!” Jordan was back from her vacation and was quickly letting her presence be known.
“Well now, if it isn't the devil herself. I could have sworn you were off Skiing in Aspen with your latest boy toy. What's wrong, was he a transvestite like I suggested or something?” Dr. Cox crossed his arms, grinning that ridiculous sarcastic smile he has.
“Actually yeah, he was... it was sort of odd...” Jordan looked up, biting her lip. She shook her head. “Anyway, it figures you'd know. Being as that according to our chiropractor you are now gayer than a rack of pink silk dress shirts,” Jordan crossed her arms and leaned back on one hip.
“Oh please, Pink silk shirts? Those aren't gay, those are practically 'gangsta' since a few no name rap starts stars started wearing them all the time. They aren't gay... they're 'street',” Dr. Cox said in a mock serious voice.
“And so you ARE gayer than a rack of pink silk dress shirts?” Dr. Cox just shifted his weight and tilted his head down to flick the side of his nose. He sniffed and looked up again.
“Oh, what did I tell you?! I KNEW it, I knew you totally had the hots for your little boy toy!” Jordan laughed triumphantly.
“Yes. Jordan - we all know how much you enjoy being right about all those little obvious things. Like the sky being blue and the grass being green.”
“Oh, so you also admit to your ridiculously ingrained state of denial as well? Wow, little DJ has just done wonders for your personality. So tell me, what was it that finally made you break down? Was it the sex? He's actually really good at it,” Jordan asked.
Dr. Cox shifted his arms a bit and scowled.
“Hey Dr. Cox, about Mr. Meister's chart...” JD asked as he walked up behind him, looking at the chart rather than the situation. When he didn't get a sarcastic remark right away he looked up. And then started to turn around.
“Oh no, Perry... don't tell me. You two haven't done the squelchy yet??” JD stopped and winced as he heard that. Dr. Cox caught him by the collar and drug him back, wrapping an arm around his shoulders protectively.
“What's it to ya?”
“Well gee, I seem to recall the time I withheld sex from you for a month and you just went insane. If you've gone this long you should either be completely nutso or you don't really want it.” Jordan replied sounding completely bewildered and innocent.
Dr. cox felt JD tense under his arm. He was about to say something when JD tucked under his grip and walked away silently. Dr. Cox gaped and looked from JD walking away to Jordan and back.
“DEVIL WOMAN! That's a baldfaced lie! You said that I was a bigger horndog than you and to prove you wrong I withheld sex and you went insane and caved!”
“Yes, and what did I say I'd do?”
“You said... said said you'd get me back for that.”
“And look, I've once again managed to make your life more difficult for my amusement. I'd say my work here is done for the moment.” Jordan perkily turned and walked away with a bounce in her step. Dr. Cox just growled as she walked away.
~*~*~*~
“Ghandi, have you seen Sheila around, I've got to talk to her.” Dr. Cox asked later that day as he was looking all around the hospital for JD.
“Nah, he was around earlier though. Babbling about something Jordan said about you. I didn't actually catch it because I was busy trying to fix the ringtone on my cell phone,” Turk said. He showed his cell phone and started dancing as it played some rap song that Dr. Cox wasn't paying enough attention to to know what it was.
'Great,' Dr. Cox thought 'he's started talking to his friends about it, that means he's actually worried about it.... damnit.”
~*~*~*~
“Hey Carla, where's Newbie?”
“I don't think he's ready to talk to you just right now,” Carla replied, not looking up from her paperwork. Dr. Cox frowned.
“What makes you say that?” Carla sighed and looked up.
“He was asking for advice on a subject that I promised I wouldn't tell you about. I'm thinking that when he is ready to talk to you he'll come find you.” Dr. Cox lay his head on the counter and banged against it a couple times.
~*~*~*~
Dr. Cox burst into Kelso's office in a fit of annoyance. Luckily Bob Kelso wasn't in his office at the time and so he wasn't delayed in his mission. Dr. cox picked up the microphone and turned it on.
“Paging Newbie - if you don't get to Bob Kelso's Office right now you're going to get ripped a new one!” Dr. Cox slammed the microphone down and waited at the door. Very satisfyingly JD was in fact in sight within less than a minute.
“Dr. Cox - what, what's up?” JD asked, trying to sound casual but was still panting from his sprint across the hospital. Dr. Cox dragged him into the office and shut the door.
“Listen up and listen good Newbie. I don't care what you think you gleaned from what my devil of an ex-wife said earlier today, it wasn't true. I... I love you, and not being able to lay you down and have my wicked way with you and vice versa is driving me so completely insane that I've half the mind to clear off Bobbo's desk and take you right now, do I make myself completely clear?” Dr. Cox had backed JD into a wall while stalking towards him. JD just nodded jerkily. Dr. Cox's eye twitched and something just sort of snapped.
Dr. Cox grabbed JD in a bone crushing grip around his back and kissed him hard and thoroughly. JD gasped and immediately arched up into him. JD wrapped his hands around the back of Dr. Cox's neck and took an active role in the kiss while wrapping his right leg around Dr. Cox's hips. Dr. Cox groaned and rolled his hips forward. He stumbled backwards, intent on leading JD towards the desk to do exactly what he'd threatened to do not a moment ago. JD followed and the pair swiveled so that JD landed on his back on the desk when they got there.
Dr. Cox got on top of him quickly and kissed him in a trail leading from his mouth to the sensitive spot behind his ear, that he then proceeded to suck on and nuzzle as his hands crawled under JD's shirts and up his chest. JD sighed heavily and turned his head to the side to grant more access to the wonderful spot Dr. Cox was aggravating. And then with a horrible burst of awareness JD noticed something and his head began to de-fog.
“Dr. Cox...” JD tried to get his potential lover's attention. Dr. Cox had moved his attentions to the junction of the neck and shoulder and his hands had just gotten far enough to where he'd begun to tease JD's nipples. JD groaned and allowed his hips to arch upwards.
“Doctor... Dr. Cox!” JD said again, in a slightly more aggravated and less needy tone.
“What?” Dr. cox growled, looking up from what he was doing.
“You left the microphone on.”
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Last bit of My Poor Back. Featuring Evil Jordan.
AUTHORESS' NOTES: Was thinking about added in stuff about Perry having performance anxiety... as I may have hinted at in part one... but then decided against it. Also can't decide on whether or not Dr. cox and Jordan have a kid in this one, and exactly what season I started off in. So.... if ever I want to reenact more scenes like the basketball one and they're not acutally accurate to what position JD holds in the hospital at the time... whatever. JD is perma resident in this... unless I do a future drabble.
That being said, these drabbles are also so totally not in chronological order. I was thinking about doing the almost sex on the roof incident next actually.
ADDITIONAL NOTES: I dunno if you can tell, but the almost sex and getting interrupted just before getting off thing really amuses me... but I promise I won't keep it up very long... and that just because it's not as 'satisfying' doesn't mean it can't be just as hot.
“Oh my God! Perry, I just heard the darnedest thing about you and little DJ!” Jordan was back from her vacation and was quickly letting her presence be known.
“Well now, if it isn't the devil herself. I could have sworn you were off Skiing in Aspen with your latest boy toy. What's wrong, was he a transvestite like I suggested or something?” Dr. Cox crossed his arms, grinning that ridiculous sarcastic smile he has.
“Actually yeah, he was... it was sort of odd...” Jordan looked up, biting her lip. She shook her head. “Anyway, it figures you'd know. Being as that according to our chiropractor you are now gayer than a rack of pink silk dress shirts,” Jordan crossed her arms and leaned back on one hip.
“Oh please, Pink silk shirts? Those aren't gay, those are practically 'gangsta' since a few no name rap starts stars started wearing them all the time. They aren't gay... they're 'street',” Dr. Cox said in a mock serious voice.
“And so you ARE gayer than a rack of pink silk dress shirts?” Dr. Cox just shifted his weight and tilted his head down to flick the side of his nose. He sniffed and looked up again.
“Oh, what did I tell you?! I KNEW it, I knew you totally had the hots for your little boy toy!” Jordan laughed triumphantly.
“Yes. Jordan - we all know how much you enjoy being right about all those little obvious things. Like the sky being blue and the grass being green.”
“Oh, so you also admit to your ridiculously ingrained state of denial as well? Wow, little DJ has just done wonders for your personality. So tell me, what was it that finally made you break down? Was it the sex? He's actually really good at it,” Jordan asked.
Dr. Cox shifted his arms a bit and scowled.
“Hey Dr. Cox, about Mr. Meister's chart...” JD asked as he walked up behind him, looking at the chart rather than the situation. When he didn't get a sarcastic remark right away he looked up. And then started to turn around.
“Oh no, Perry... don't tell me. You two haven't done the squelchy yet??” JD stopped and winced as he heard that. Dr. Cox caught him by the collar and drug him back, wrapping an arm around his shoulders protectively.
“What's it to ya?”
“Well gee, I seem to recall the time I withheld sex from you for a month and you just went insane. If you've gone this long you should either be completely nutso or you don't really want it.” Jordan replied sounding completely bewildered and innocent.
Dr. cox felt JD tense under his arm. He was about to say something when JD tucked under his grip and walked away silently. Dr. Cox gaped and looked from JD walking away to Jordan and back.
“DEVIL WOMAN! That's a baldfaced lie! You said that I was a bigger horndog than you and to prove you wrong I withheld sex and you went insane and caved!”
“Yes, and what did I say I'd do?”
“You said... said said you'd get me back for that.”
“And look, I've once again managed to make your life more difficult for my amusement. I'd say my work here is done for the moment.” Jordan perkily turned and walked away with a bounce in her step. Dr. Cox just growled as she walked away.
~*~*~*~
“Ghandi, have you seen Sheila around, I've got to talk to her.” Dr. Cox asked later that day as he was looking all around the hospital for JD.
“Nah, he was around earlier though. Babbling about something Jordan said about you. I didn't actually catch it because I was busy trying to fix the ringtone on my cell phone,” Turk said. He showed his cell phone and started dancing as it played some rap song that Dr. Cox wasn't paying enough attention to to know what it was.
'Great,' Dr. Cox thought 'he's started talking to his friends about it, that means he's actually worried about it.... damnit.”
~*~*~*~
“Hey Carla, where's Newbie?”
“I don't think he's ready to talk to you just right now,” Carla replied, not looking up from her paperwork. Dr. Cox frowned.
“What makes you say that?” Carla sighed and looked up.
“He was asking for advice on a subject that I promised I wouldn't tell you about. I'm thinking that when he is ready to talk to you he'll come find you.” Dr. Cox lay his head on the counter and banged against it a couple times.
~*~*~*~
Dr. Cox burst into Kelso's office in a fit of annoyance. Luckily Bob Kelso wasn't in his office at the time and so he wasn't delayed in his mission. Dr. cox picked up the microphone and turned it on.
“Paging Newbie - if you don't get to Bob Kelso's Office right now you're going to get ripped a new one!” Dr. Cox slammed the microphone down and waited at the door. Very satisfyingly JD was in fact in sight within less than a minute.
“Dr. Cox - what, what's up?” JD asked, trying to sound casual but was still panting from his sprint across the hospital. Dr. Cox dragged him into the office and shut the door.
“Listen up and listen good Newbie. I don't care what you think you gleaned from what my devil of an ex-wife said earlier today, it wasn't true. I... I love you, and not being able to lay you down and have my wicked way with you and vice versa is driving me so completely insane that I've half the mind to clear off Bobbo's desk and take you right now, do I make myself completely clear?” Dr. Cox had backed JD into a wall while stalking towards him. JD just nodded jerkily. Dr. Cox's eye twitched and something just sort of snapped.
Dr. Cox grabbed JD in a bone crushing grip around his back and kissed him hard and thoroughly. JD gasped and immediately arched up into him. JD wrapped his hands around the back of Dr. Cox's neck and took an active role in the kiss while wrapping his right leg around Dr. Cox's hips. Dr. Cox groaned and rolled his hips forward. He stumbled backwards, intent on leading JD towards the desk to do exactly what he'd threatened to do not a moment ago. JD followed and the pair swiveled so that JD landed on his back on the desk when they got there.
Dr. Cox got on top of him quickly and kissed him in a trail leading from his mouth to the sensitive spot behind his ear, that he then proceeded to suck on and nuzzle as his hands crawled under JD's shirts and up his chest. JD sighed heavily and turned his head to the side to grant more access to the wonderful spot Dr. Cox was aggravating. And then with a horrible burst of awareness JD noticed something and his head began to de-fog.
“Dr. Cox...” JD tried to get his potential lover's attention. Dr. Cox had moved his attentions to the junction of the neck and shoulder and his hands had just gotten far enough to where he'd begun to tease JD's nipples. JD groaned and allowed his hips to arch upwards.
“Doctor... Dr. Cox!” JD said again, in a slightly more aggravated and less needy tone.
“What?” Dr. cox growled, looking up from what he was doing.
“You left the microphone on.”