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Sneaky fun

James Hetfield (1996 load era) x fem!reader

Summary: James takes Y/n out to the new Scream movie and they decide to have a little fun in the darkness

Warnings: Smut MDNI 18+, unprotected sex, public sex, fingering, palming

A/N: I've missed writing for James so I hope you all enjoy! This fic is set in 1996 which is when the first Scream movie had came out if anyone was a bit confused :) Don't forget, if you'd like to make a request, my asks are open! I write for James, boyd holbrook, cm punk, jeffrey dean morgan and now I write for jensen ackles too, so feel free to send some requests in and I'll write them! I hope you like this fic, James girlies <3

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Met in 1989 and started dating in 1993, James' girlfriend is loved by many and also envied by many fans at the fact James has a girlfriend, wishing they were in her position. He never hesitated to step in if he saw people overwhelm her or talk smack about her, no matter what situation he's always there to be by her side.

Today is their three year anniversary and James has planned to take Y/n to the cinemas to celebrate, but allowing her to pick the movie. As they're at home and watching TV together, Y/n is looking through a magazine to pass the time before she stops on a new movie coming out, peaking her interest. "Oooh James, look!" She says in intrigue.

James looks over from the TV to the magazine where she's pointing with her finger, seeing its a horror movie. "Sounds pretty epic." He says as he looks at the infamous Ghostface mask with the title "Scream" above it. He smirks a little as he takes in the picture, causing you to look at him and knowing he's planning something mischievous because of that subtle look.

James hands the magazine back to her as he continues to watch TV, his hand resting on the top of her sweatpants covered knee and stroking it with his thumb as Y/n continues to read her magazine to keep up with latest trends and even news around the bay area of San Francisco as well as the rest of the US.

Later at night, Y/n and James climb up from the couch from multiple hours of sitting there to get ready to go to the movies for their date night, James wearing a black button-up shirt with dark jeans and combat boots and she wears a dark grey cutoff shirt with a short black skirt to go with her shirt. Once James applies some cologne, they lock the front door behind them and head to the car, making sure Y/n has her purse and James also has everything else he needs.

Once the two of them climb into the car, James pulls out of the driveway and drives them to the cinemas, resting his hand on her thigh as the other is steering the bottom of the wheel that makes her stare at his hand. He looks over at her, a small smile crawling onto his face as he notices her staring at his hand. "Whatcha staring at, babe?" He asks as his fingers draw patterns on her exposed thigh.

"The way you're steering. It's hot." She replies, chuckling a little before she focuses her gaze out in front of them out of the windscreen. James chuckles too, manspreading even more to tease her a little as he continues to drive. "I've noticed." He replies as his hand now wraps around her thigh, his thumb rubbing along the area of her soft skin as far as his thumb can reach.

As Y/n watches out of the passenger window, rays of the city lights shine down into the transparent glass, illuminating her face. James looks over and sees what's going on, his heart racing as he sees his girlfriend glowing like a multicoloured ray of sunshine as she continues to stare outside the window.

Minutes later, they arrive at the local cinemas near their area and James parks the car into an empty parking space, turning the key to shut off the engine. As Y/n reaches for the door handle, James is already around her side of the car and opens the door, making her laugh. "M'lady." James jokes as he bows and points his hand in the direction out of the car. "Thank you, kind sir." She follows along as she curtseys when she exits the car, closing the door behind her.

"Shall we?" James continues as he offers his hand to her, her head nodding as she slides her smaller hand into his larger hand. "We shall." Y/n replies as theu both smile at each other and head towards the entrance of the cinema, James being the overly gentleman self tonight, he opens the door for her again and she chuckles as she walks in, holding the door for him to walk through.

They both walk together to the reception to get tickets to which they get rather quickly due to only a few people being in front of them at this time of night. Once they've secured their tickets, they walk up two flights of stairs to get some snacks for the movie, but Y/n stands close, basically bouncing up and down. "Babe, I gotta use the restroom can you get the stuff for us please?" She asks in a low voice, busting to go. He nods "Yeah of course I can." He replies as he is about to make his way to the area, Y/n kisses him on the cheek. "Thanks, babe." She says before she walks to the direction of the bathroom.

When James goes up to the food area and he buys the both of them some snacks before he spots something he likes and he smiles a little to himself, pointing to the object that looks like a mask. "Hey man, can I buy that please?" He asks the person as they walk over and grab the mask that's in plastic.

While he waits for Y/n to come back after purchasing their snacks, he walks into the theatre and chooses their seats in the corner which is a particularly dark spot at the back. A few minutes later, she walks into the theatre and looks for James, wondering where he is and which seats he has chosen. "James?" She calls out in a soft tone, trying her best not to disturb other couples and individuals as the advertisements play on the big screen.

As she comes back up from searching the chairs closest to the screen to approach the chairs near the back, she feels someone grab her. "Gotcha!" James says in a muffled voice but deliberately made his voice lower as he feels Y/n jump as she falls into her seat with a light thump. As she turns around, she sees James' shirt and immediately knows it's him but wearing that stupid mask that people call a Ghostface mask.

"James, you're a moron." She hisses as she shoves him in the chest lightly, causing him to laugh softly and reveals his face as he takes off the mask. "Oh man, that was priceless." He says through chuckles as he takes a sip from his slushy. Y/n on the other hand is not as amused but can't help but break into a chuckle. "You are an idiot." She replies as she shakes her head.

Right on cue, the movie begins, the murmuring of the crowd dies down as the opening credits play, the sound of people sipping on their own slushies and crunching on their popcorn as Y/n and James do the same thing, holding hands as their attention is focused on the big screen ahead of them. As the movie continues to play, he looks over at her with a loving smile to which she returns as he leans in and kisses her softly.

She leans into the kiss as he slowly kisses her and he smiles into the kiss. "Happy anniversary, babe." He murmurs against her lips as they continue to kiss. "Happy anniversary." She replies against his lips before they pull away, looking back at the screen. As the middle of the movie approaches, James moves his hand to her thigh like what he did in the car, drawing patterns on her thigh but he decides to get more bold, toying with the hem of her skirt.

He slides his hand under her skirt, his fingers slowly slipping underneath her panties but before he can do anything else, Y/n stops him by resting her hand on his. "In a movie theatre, are you crazy?" She asks in a low whisper, hoping that no one looks their way even though it's just the two of them in the row. "No one will see us. They're all focused on the movie." He replies as his fingers push her panties to the side, two of his fingers finding her folds and begin to slide between them.

Y/n covers her mouth with her hand, trying her best to not make any sound as James' fingers keep slowly massaging her folds, unable to keep herself from opening her legs more. As he finds her opening his fingers slowly slide inside of her, immediately finding her g-spot and brushing his fingers against it, causing her to gasp against the palm of her hand as quiet as she can. Her eyes dart around to make sure that they're not being watched as she moves her hand over the crotch of his pants and begins to palm him through his jeans, his cock immediately growing hard under her touch in his jeans. He groans quietly but quickly closes his mouth to keep quiet as they pleasure each other.

"Teasing little shit." He whispers but he's only messing around as he keeps his composure as he continues to slide his fingers in and out of her opening. "You're the one to talk." Y/n replies in the same level of tone as she keeps palming him.

He slides his hand out of her skirt and grabs her hand off his crotch, leaning closer to her as he rests his hand on the side of her neck. "Finger yourself for me." He says in a quiet tone as he moves a bit closer and begins to suck on the side of her neck to get her more wet.

She nods, complying as she moves her own hand underneath her panties and continues what he started, her fingers working herself at the same pace he was doing to her. As James hears her soft moans, he smirks against her neck, his cock hardening even more as he hears her. "That's my girl." He says in a deep husky tone as his tongue helps his lips kiss her neck, making out with her neck as he listens to the soft sounds she makes.

A few minutes have passed, and James finally pulls away from her neck to which Y/n stops herself as James unbuckles his belt and slides it off, the metal clinking softly as it hits the ground but no one is aware of the foreplay happening behind them as they're focused on the movie. He unzips his jeans and slides them down, his underwear barely containing his boner as he gently pulls her onto his lap and pulls her down into a kiss.

When she kisses him back, he pushes his tongue into her mouth just to make out with her for a while and she does the same thing, their tongues sliding against each other's sensually as Y/n begins to unbutton his shirt just enough for it to be open as he slides one of his hands underneath her top and begins to play with one of her breasts. As he does so, he feels her nipple harden from arousal and she pulls away to lean down and kiss his neck.

He closes his eyes and keeps his sounds quiet as he continues to play with her breast, his thumb caressing her nipple as he uses his free hand to reach into his underwear and lets his cock springs free out of the contrapment of clothing. He removes his hand from her shirt and he slides them both underneath her skirt, slowly pulling her panties down to her ankles as he holds onto his hard cock and helps her lower herself onto it.

Y/n moans softly as she feels James' hard cock slide into her warmth perfectly, her hands moving to his shoulders for balance. James groans too, his hands moving to her waist to help her adjust to his size before he begins to slowly rock her, his cock grazing her g-spot over and over as she shifts on top of him.

As they try their best to keep their noises down, she sees that James has the mask back on, making her roll her eyes playfully. "Haven't had it for an hour and yet you've worn it longer than we've been watching the movie." Y/n jokes as she hears James chuckle underneath the mask.

"It turns you on though." He jokes as well. "Partly." She smirks as she pulls the mask up only enough to see his mouth before look leaning down and kissing him, another make out session starting as she rides him harder and faster. They both groan quietly, swallowing each other's moans and groans as he helps her move quicker on his cock, feeling her walls holding him inside of her.

As time passes, James takes off his mask, his lips parted and his eyes are closed before he looks up at her, her face showing the same amount of pleasure as his own. He groans deeply as he feels his cock twitch. "Oh fuck..." He stammers as he holds her waist tightly, his orgasm hitting him hard as he lets himself cum inside of her. Y/n's orgasm soon follows as she holds onto him as she lets herself cum as well.

"Oh Christ." She whines a little as she feels herself unclench from around his cock, a soft chuckle coming from James as he looks around, looking back at her with an 'i told you so' look. "Told you we wouldn't get caught." He says to her as he runs his fingers through her hair to fix it up.

"Yeah yeah you got what you wanted." She says before they look back at the screen to see the credits begin to roll, causing them both to immediately scramble off of each other and fix their clothes.

Right on time, the lights come back on just in time for them to look presentable as people begin to make their way from their seats and walk out of the exit. James sighs and leans back in the chair before standing up to exit as well with her. "Close call." He says as he holds her hand. "Yeah. It was." Y/n replies as they exit the theatre, the mask in James' hand.

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holbrookswifey · 29 days ago

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Heartbeats Fade

Denny Duquette x fem!reader

Summary: Y/n is a nurse at Seattle Grace hospital and she's Denny's doctor looking after him. After being in a secret relationship, everything goes south

Warnings: Smut MDNI 18+, unprotected sex, soft sex, mentions of organs, mentions of death

A/N: If anyone has seen Grey's anatomy, you'll know I've somewhat attempted to follow what happens in the show and Izzy Stevens is not existent in this fic. I decided to make it soft smut instead of making it full of smut and yes I purposely made the ending how it ends so it's not a continuous fic, it's all one long fic. I hope you all enjoy!

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Seattle Grace hospital was no stranger to tending to patients with heart conditions, complicated or simple. Denny was a patient Y/n would tend to due to his condition, viral cardiomyopathy, in need of supervision in case his heart fails again. She would always look out for him while trying to juggle with other patients, her stress levels always at a constant high but whenever she was around Denny, she was different. More relaxed.

There has been a few close calls with Denny due to his constant scares with his heart but he always recovers, a nasal cannula has been given to him to help him breathe while the oxygen can help him recover. As days pass, Y/n regularly comes in and checks on him, the other doctors not aware that they have been in a secret relationship a few days after he was admitted.

Today was the day where Denny would get a portable LVAD installed so he could get up and out of bed, even though Y/n was opposed to the idea because it could cause more problems than the one he was currently on but he decided to go through it anyway. As Denny is being prepped for the surgery required, Y/n slowly leaned down and stroked his thick black hair to comfort him. "Good luck, Denny." Y/n said with a small, comforting smile as he's about to be wheeled in. Denny smiles weakly and only caresses her soft hand before she steps back as they take Denny into the operating room.

As hours pass, Y/n can't help but worry a little until she sees Denny still unconscious from anesthesia from his surgery, a surge of relief flowing through her veins as she sees he's okay. When he comes to, he sees Y/n sitting next to him in the chair next to the bed, and he smiles a little. "What're you doing in here? Don't you have to tend to other patients?" Denny asks in a groggy tone, still recovering from the anesthesia as well as being intubated.

"It's my break. I wanted to stay here with you until you woke up." She replies softly, reaching up and gently running her fingers through the thick, black strands of his hair. He closes his eyes again as he feels her affection in the touches. "Yeah?" He asks softly. "Yeah." She replies as she continues to stroke his hair with precision and care.

Throughout the few days he's had of recovery, he's up and walking around as he adjusts to his portable LVAD although still a little bit wobbly but he's recovering well. As Denny and Y/n get to the stairs, he collapses halfway up, making her worried and rush to him. "Denny! Are you okay?!" She asks worriedly as she helps him up, seeing his LVAD's battery is almost drained.

Denny sits up weakly and groans, a bit sore from the fall as he grabs her hand as she helps him up. "God this sucks." He says in between breaths as he tries to get oxygen back into his body, the shortness of breath is really catching up to him. "It's okay, Denny. You're okay."

As she helps Denny back to his hospital room, he sighs in defeat, feeling helpless and useless because of his heart condition. "Y/n...I don't want to be stuck here anymore. This sucks." He says in a low but of a sort of irritated voice, but he's not mad at her, he's mad at himself.

"Denny, you have to otherwise you won't get better." Y/n says pleadingly as she holds his hand as he lays on his usual hospital bed. He shakes his head, laying his head back against the uncomfortable pillows. "No. I want to go home. There's no use being here if I can't be fixed. I'm too weak." Hearing Denny say that broke her heart. "Hey..." She gently coaxes him to look at her.

"You can be fixed, but it'll take some time. Denny. Not long now until your transplant and you'll be healthy again." She says as she sees a tear run down his slightly stubbled cheek and wipes it away from his skin, the pad of her thumb slightly wet from the tear. "Y/n...if you knew what this was like, you would have to let me die." He replies, his voice soft, almost too soft.

The next morning, the doctors seem to have found a kink in his LVAD, working on it as they finally fix the kink, taking him out of intubation as he can finally breathe properly again. He's been working extra hard on recovering and walking around the hospital halls to get himself strong again and she couldn't be prouder of him until she gets the news from one of the other nurses that a heart transplant is avaliable due to a donor passing away.

Y/n looks over at Denny in his bed, then looking back at the nurse who told her before she goes over to Denny to tell him the news. "Denny. A spot opened up for a heart transplant. You can get a new heart." She says, sounding optimistic. "Really?" He asks in a soft voice, sounding a little skeptical. "Yes, really. At another hospital. You could have a new, properly working heart again." She tells him, tears welling up in her eyes as well as his own.

The next morning comes around and Denny decides to sign a DNR form, not wanting to be revived if he ever dies or something goes terribly wrong. Other nurses and doctors on standby get Denny prepped for surgery and exit the room for now as Y/n is doing some paperwork on another patient, then to her surprise, she hears Denny flatline, making her immediately run into Denny's room. "Denny?" She tries to shake him awake gently but firmly as she sees that his LVAD'S wire has been cut, making her scramble to look for who did it.

She peeks her head out and yells for the closest person in the staff. "Code blue! Someone's cut Denny's LVAD wire!" Y/n calls out desperately as George comes rushing in and tells Y/n to get the equipment to manually operate his heart. After a small amount of time, she comes almost running back in with the equipment and sets it up, starting to manually pump Denny's heart to keep it beating.

As she keeps it pumping, gunshots ring repeatedly outside of the hospital, screams erupting from both doctors and patients but Y/n didn't move from her place, trying her best to keep Denny alive. After a while of chaos amongst the hospital floors, one of the interns run in to tell her that Dr Burke has been shot, unable to do the transplant for Denny. As George sees Y/n's destroyed look, he takes over to look after Denny. She sits down in the chair next to his bed, head in her hands as this new revelation can affect Denny's chance of living.

After the chaos dies down, a new surgeon is called in and Denny is wheeled into the operating room, preparing for the new heart transplant. After a long few hours, the new heart is implanted into Denny's chest, the surgeons work to get the heart started again. Once it finally starts beating, the surgeons close his chest back up, stitching it so it stays shut and they take him back into his room so he can recover.

As Y/n is still sitting in his room, still very worried about him, she sees the doctors wheel him back in. She sees that Denny is unconscious, praying that the surgery went well as he lays there, still under the anesthesia. Almost an hour passes and she is still sitting next to him, making sure his vitals are okay as his new heart beats like a normal, regular heartbeat should be like.

What she doesn't know is that Denny is now back awake and stable while the interns run tests themselves, and Y/n hears something that makes her perk up. "Y/n..." Denny says a little weakly as he's awake and talking. She looks up and goes over to him immediately as they're now alone in his hospital room together.

"Denny." She says softly as he reaches for her hand. She hesitates before sliding her hand into his, his hand much bigger in contrast which makes her heart flutter. "Look. Warm hands." He says with a soft chuckle, trying not to smile as he runs his tongue over his lower lip, his tongue poking out of his mouth slightly.

"You look...amazing, Denny." She says with a soft smile which makes him chuckle again. "Got a regular heartbeat now." He replies, unable to stop himself from smiling, marveling in the fact he has a normal heart now.

Y/n smiles too, really proud of him for pulling through the extreme surgery he just underwent. As Denny looks back up at her, he decides to speak up again after the long, comfortable silence between the two of them. "Y/n, I have something to ask you." He says softly, his brown eyes looking into her eyes.

"What is it?" She asked as he begins to caress the back of her hand with his thumb. "Y/n, for five years, I had to live by the choice of my doctors. The guys that cut me open decided my life, there wasn't one choice that was mine, and now, I have this heart that beats...that works. I get to be like everybody else. I get to make my own decisions, have my own life...do whatever the damn hell I choose. Now here's the good part, so now you listen close...now what I choose...is you. You're what I want to wake up with and to go to bed with, and do everything in between with. I get a choice now. I get to choose. I choose you, Y/n Y/l/n. It's your turn again, Y/n...will you...marry me?" He says and asks, telling her how he feels and how he finally gets a choice and he chooses her.

She's left speechless, not expecting a proposal from him especially in this state, but she loves him dearly like he loves her. She knows it could be wrong but she's gotten attached to him in a way no one can understand although he's her patient. There's no way she could let go of him because she's overly attached to him, grew to love him and care for him more than she has for anyone else she's known. Y/n nods, trying not to cry.

"Yeah, yes of course. I choose to marry you." She replies as she sees a huge smile crawl onto his face, his smile so wide it could split his face in half but it's a cute smile she's grown to love. He reaches out his arms for a hug and she gladly accepts the hug, being very gentle and cautious of his gauzed chest so she doesn't cause any pain to him since he's still fresh out of surgery.

"I'd like something else if you want it too, Y/n." Denny says as he looms up at her, looking much more aware than he was before. "What's up?" She asks as she goes back to stroking his hair, her fingers slipping gently through the short strands. Denny seems a little hesitant at first but he finds the courage to ask you the question that's been lingering in his mind. "Can we make love?" He asks softly, wanting to show her affection and love.

Her eyes widen a little, surprised that he'd want to do it even though it's not the safest thing for him to do right now. "But Denny, it's not a good idea to put your heart under that sort of pressure right now." She protests quietly. Denny shakes his head slowly, not worried about the potential problems things like sex could do to his new heart. "I don't care. I want to do it, no matter what." He says in a low voice, looking over at the open blinds and then looks back at her.

Y/n's face shows clear hesitation that can't be mistaken for another emotion, really not wanting to push his new heart just for sex but if he wants it, she doesn't want to keep him from that wish and also deep down, she knows she'd like to do it as well so she walks over to the door to the room, locking it and closing the blinds attached to the windows. Denny can't help but smile a little as he feels his heartbeat begin to speed up in anticipation and excitement at the thought of finally being able to make love to her for the first time.

"Come here." He says softly as he gestures to come on the bed, wanting to feel her on top of him. As Y/n slowly climbs up onto the bed, still feeling anxious about doing something that will cause him pain, Denny quickly makes sure those thoughts of hers are pushed aside as he gently takes her chin into his fingers and gently pulls her down, kissing her softly.

Her eyes close slowly as she lets her lips part to let his tongue come into her mouth. Once he feels her lips part, he slowly slips his tongue in, groaning softly as her tongue meets his own as they both begin to make out softly and slowly. One of his hands moves down to her lower back and gently pulls her closer until she's right on top of him, a soft gasp comes from her occupied lips as she feels he's hard, causing him to smile and detach his lips from hers.

"It's okay, I promise." He whispers as she gently presses back down onto the small of her back so she can feel more of his erection through his hospital gown and her pants. "Denny..." She whines softly as the feeling of his hard cock is pushing right against the entrance to her covered pussy, making her arousal spike but still taking it slow. She wants to lean down even more but she doesn't want to risk hurting him but he lures her down as they kiss again, making out again.

He slides his hands down to her jeans, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping them before he slowly slides them down her legs. Y/n lifts her hips so he can slide them down to her ankles, and he does so, her jeans falling to her ankles before she slides them off and sets them next to them both on the bed. Denny then slowly lifts her shirt over head, breaking the kiss for a moment before kissing her again once her shirt is off.

He gets to work on finding the clips of her bra, unclipping them and slides off her bra with ease and gentleness, her breasts exposed to his eyes as he slowly slides his hand up to one of them, kneading her breast as he looks almost entranced by the sight of her beautiful, perky breasts. "You're so beautiful." He whispers to her as he tries to sit up, but she stops him instantly.

"Denny, hey hey hey. Please don't." She says softly but he finally listens this time, his back resting back down on the bed and lets her take control. She lowers herself down so he can kiss or touch whatever he'd like, his lips first going to her neck before he leans down even more to her breast, licking her nipple as she gasps softly and he kisses on it a few times.

She arches her back a little at the amazing sensations he's giving her, her fingers going back his hair. He breaks away from her breast and reaches down to take the blanket off of himself, revealing the huge tent underneath his gown. He lifts the gown up and takes it off, causing Y/n to protest. "Denny, no." She says, resting her hands on his.

"Y/n, it's okay. I'm okay, I promise. I'm not gonna do anything stupid." He reassures her as he takes the gown off the rest of the way, resting it with her clothes next to them as his underwear show just how hard he is underneath them. He looks at her with loving eyes but as he tries to reach down to take off his underwear, Y/n stops him gently. "I'll do it." She says softly as she reaches down to them, slowly and gently sliding them down his legs as his hard cock springs out, barely tapping his lower stomach as he sighs, feeling relieved that the pressure on his length is gone.

She sets his underwear with the small pile of clothes next to them but Denny's warm hands beat hers to her underwear, sliding them down her legs as her glistening core is now visible. He can see just how wet she is and pulls her down again so they can kiss, his cock grazing her in between her sensitive folds and against her opening unintentionally which causes another quiet gasp from her.

She breaks the kiss this time and gives him little but deep kisses to his neck like what he did for her, her tongue being used at the same time to make out with his neck, making a small deep groan sound escape from his parted lips as he holds the back of her head so she can keep going. She indeed keeps going, moving to the other side of his neck as she kisses the sides and middle of his throat before he stops her and looks up at her, his cock wanting nothing more than to be inside of her.

As she senses his slight neediness, she hovers over him before slowly moving down and feeling his cock slide into her warmth with surprising ease. Both of them moan softly at the same time as Denny reaches over and sets his hands on both of her hips, helping her guide herself as she very slowly rocks her hips with a combination of back and forth and a slight motion of up and down.

His hands keep slowly and gently guiding her back and forth, his hands making her hips look tiny as he holds them with a soft but firm grips so he doesn't hurt her. His eyes flutter closed as he leans his head back onto the pillow, her hands are on the top of his shoulders but making sure they're not near his fresh stitches underneath the gauze. "God, Y/n..." He hums deeply in satisfaction as he shows a toothy smile, still guiding her hips at a slow but deep pace.

"Fuckkkk..." Y/n moans out softly as she feels his tip graze against her g-spot over and over again inside of her, her walls holding him inside snugly. "That's it, baby...that's it..." Denny moans softly into her ear, wetting his lips with his tongue as he keeps his eyes closed in pleasure.

As time seems to drift by from their slow and pleasurable sex, her walls spams around his cock as he feels himself twitch inside of her. "Denny..." She whines but he already beats her to her own words. "I know, baby...I won't stop you if you need to cum." He reassures her.

She can't stop herself as she lets her orgasm overtake her body, a slightly louder moan comes from her before she releases, her walls tightening around him while she rides her orgasm. Her breathing picks up, slightly overwhelmed by how hard the climax hit her. "Hey, it's okay." Denny says to calm her breathing down, stroking her hair softly as his other hand is still helping her move slowly to let her ride out the tenseness.

He gasps softly as he feels himself needing to release as well. His heart rate picks up a little as he lets himself release, his cum coming into her in spurts. As Y/n feels his heartbeat, she tries to help calm him down as both of them ride out their orgasms. "Denny, hey. Look at me, it's okay. You're overwhelmed...deep breaths." She gently replies as she strokes his cheek with tenderness in her touch.

He finally calms down after a few minutes of her helping him, his heartbeat returning to normal. Y/n slowly lifts herself off of his now softening cock, laying next to him and cuddling to him. "Wow.." Denny whispers as he feels nothing less of amazing from what they've had just done. "Yeah, wow." She replies in a gentle tone as his arm is around her shoulders as they cuddle.

Later that night around 7:40pm, Y/n is working the night shift in the hospital so she went home to change and came back in her scrubs, checking every patient she has helped with. She goes around to everyone, filing some more paperwork for some other patients until she decides to go visit Denny. As she walks in, she sees him not moving and the machine is making the dreaded long continuous beeping sound, causing her to rush over to Denny.

"Denny? Denny??" She calls to him, her voice growing louder as she tries to shake him awake gently but he's unresponsive to her calls. "Denny!" She almost screams as she realises he's gone. She begins to sob, unable to keep them quiet as she holds his hand tightly, somehow hoping it'll bring him back to life but it won't. He's gone...tears flood down her face like heavy rain as he climbs onto his bed next to him, holding him close to herself.

Minutes tick by and Y/n is still holding his body, her head on his chest, hoping to hear his heartbeat again even if she knows it won't happen. Her colleagues come in to see her cuddled with Denny, her face red and wet from crying. "Y/n..." One of them said as they watch her, still not moving from Denny.

"I think it was from a stroke... he was prone to blood clots." She says softly, sniffling as she continues. "The clot couldbe traveled from the sutures to his brain...it only takes a second. Dr Hahn did beautifully with the surgery.." She keeps going, still talking to the colleagues in her soft, almost hushed tone. "But I don't know why I didn't think of blood clots."

"There's nothing you could've done." Alex says as he steps a little closer. Y/n sniffles again, only moving to wipe her nose. "They need to move him." "Take him to the morgue..." She replies, Christina walking up slowly a few steps too. "You can't stay here. I know you want to, but you can't." She says, but Y/n won't budge. "Please, just...please...go.." Y/n whispers, her voice shaky.

"Y/n..." Alex whispers as he comes up beside her, talking softly to her. "This isn't Denny. The minute his heart stopped beating, he stopped being Denny. Now I know you loved him, but he also loved you. A guy with emotion like that, he didn't want you to do this to yourself...because it's not Denny. Not anymore." He says to her.

"I know he's not Denny anymore..." She whispers, tears rolling down her cheeks again. "But I just...I can't...I can't--" She's cut off by her tears building even more, unable to stop herself from crying as she holds Denny's lifeless body close even more. Her cries fill the room as Alex picks her up into his arms, her head resting on his shoulder as he gently carries her out of the room. She looks over at Denny one last time as his body fades away from the distance.

Months pass after Denny's death, Y/n meets with his father, Denny Duquette Sr and they shake hands once they meet. "Doctor Y/l/n." He says as he shakes her hand. "Mr Duquette." She replies. "Please, call me Denny." He says as they both walk over to a booth with two chairs and sit down across one another.

As they talk, Denny Duquette Sr finds out Denny died and how she had quit her job after his son, her fiancè had died which slowly turns into a heated argument between the two of them. After a bit of an argument, Y/n finally decides to make herself heard. "But where were you when he needed you? Because I was there the whole time, I was there. I was working 80 hour weeks, and I was still always there! He had so many surgeries, so many procedures, he was so scared. Where were you then? Where were you?" She says as her voice rises from anger and she stands up from her seat, starting to walk away.

"Wait." He says as he turns in his seat to look at her, causing her to stop and look at him but still angry. "Keep my grandbaby safe. That's all I ask." He says as he motions to her belly, causing her to look down at her own belly, aware she was carrying his son's child. Instead of talking, she walks out and heads back home.

As she arrives home, she hears a subtle voice come from behind her. She turns around and her eyes widen as she sees him, the love of her life that she thought died in the hospital bed. He doesn't say anything as he pulls her into a hug, causing her to hug him back. The hug felt so real, but it was cold and had a light feeling, and she was wondering one thing...did he really die or was this a hallucination?

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