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-Poison- Paired Couple: Jim HawkinsXDimitri Sudayev/SLASH! Lemon. A/N: So another day, another segment! Sorry that it's been a couple days—I was down with a nasty cold that knocked me flat. ^^; Again, same disclaimers still apply! The next day, Doppler pulled up in front of the building and dropped the reigns onto the seat as he got out of the caravan. Delilah grunted happily, coaxing her master to pat her on the head, before he went inside the building. He walked inside-gingerly-as if in great pain. He had had a large glass of Purp juice before he left his house to take Jim to community service. The astrophysicist hadn't even thought to go to the bathroom to avoid this problem beforehand. He only prayed that the smug receptionist would let him get to the restrooms before he wet himself. The receptionist greeted him. "How may I help you today, Dr. Doppler? I noticed that it's not even Thursday yet and you've already come to call." "Yes, yes, I am fully aware of what day it is. I just need to deliver this to Dr. Sudayev. It's from Mrs. Hawkins." He handed over the note. The receptionist looked over the folded paper, but didn't open it. "I'll send it to him right away." She put it into a clear tube that she took from a drawer in her desk. The woman swiveled her chair to face the wall behind her and she stuck it in an oblong hole in the wall. Doppler heard a strange sucking sound and saw that the clear tube with the note inside was vaccuumed to its destination. "Is there anything else I can help you with?" "Yes, there is. Do you, any chance, have a restroom around here?" The receptionist began pressing her usual holographic buttons, replying, "We sure do." "May I use it, please?" She looked at him over her glasses. "Is it an emergency?" "Why don't you tell me?" He was cupping the fork of his pants at that point, dancing on his toes. She smiled in amusement. "Right through the door and to your right, at the end of the hall." She pushed a button and the door popped open. He glared at her obvious delay at his expense. "Thank you..." He ran through the door just before it closed. As he raced down the hallway, he turned right and spotted the men's restroom down at the end. ~/~/~/~/~/~/~/ After relieving himself, Delbert walked out of the restroom and thought of what he was going to do for the rest of the day when he got home. But before the restroom door closed, he spotted a very familiar young brunette coming halfway down the hall. Instinctively, Doppler rushed back behind the door, intent on not being discovered. What was Jim doing here? He peeked through the crack between the frame and the door, watching as Jim came to stand in front of Dr. Sudayev's door. Jim seemed really... giddy... as he waited to be let inside. The door opened. Dr. Sudayev leaned against the frame in a casual manner. Delbert managed to hear their conversation. "Well, you're a couple days early." The doctor smirked. "I couldn't wait to see you again." Jim looked down at his boots in embarrasment. "What did you tell Cherise when she told you that you didn't have an appointment?" "I told her that you requested me for an evaluation." "And she bought it?" Dimitri asked, feigning surprise. "Well, I did tell her that I would be expecting you for an evaluation one day." He crossed his arms over his chest and gave Jim a thorough look up and down. "Am I to expect an evaluation soon, then?" "You know the answer to that, Jim." Jim quirked an eyebrow and grinned. "Hmmm... I like the sound of that." Delbert gasped behind a hand as he became witness to what was obvious flirting! Am I dreaming this? He questioned himself. He watched as Jim followed Sudayev inside the office. Making sure not to make a sound, Delbert creeped silently along the hallway and to Sudayev's door to perhaps catch some more of what they were talking about, hoping to shed some light and hoping that he was hallucinating this entire thing. Instead, he saw that the door was only an inch open. He caught sight of Dr. Sudayev-The famous Dr. Sudayev-leaning against his desk with his shirt half done and Jim-naked from the waist up-straddling the therapist and making out with him, in what was clear lust. Dimitri's hands wandered over Jim's back, moaning into his mouth. The younger man bucked his hips against the brunette underneath him, letting him know of his approval. Delbert backed away from the door, shocked beyond reason, and left the hallway in a jog. No. No no no no no no no no no! This isn't happening! Doppler wrenched on the door handle that lead him back to the receptionist's desk and continued towards the exit. The receptionist looked up from her work. "I just saw Mr. Hawkins walk in just a moment ago. Said he was here for his evaluation. Did you want me to notify him that you were here, Dr. Doppler?" "N-No, that's quite alright, Miss. I have t-t-to be going now anyway." "What? Not going to stick around?" She laughed. "I've... uhhh... got errands to run, still. I'll see you on Thursday." "Have a good day, Dr. Doppler." He hopped in his caravan and snapped the reigns, trying to rationalize what he just saw back in that office. ~/~/~/~/~/ A/N: Now things are getting really interesting, aren't they? ^^ To be continued, as always...
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