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But now he's started dating Robby he really wants it to work because he's not felt this way about someone before. He's scared his true self will scare him off so he tries to keep it hidden. He keeps his distance and tries desperately to be casual. Restricting his contact to two or three messages a day, only spending one night a week at Robby's, being overly professional at work. He's convinced with this precautions in place he won't send Robby running.

Robby is so confused as to why his boyfriend barely wants to spend time with him. When they were just friends Dennis was so attentive and a constant presence. He'd send morning and goodnight texts, make sure their lunch breaks aligned at least three times a week, always looking for any excuse to spend time at Robby's. Now he's practically vanished.

Cue Robby spiralling because now he thinks Dennis never wanted more than friendship but felt he couldn't say no because at the end of the day Robby's his boss. It was Robby who suggested the first date, it was Robby who initiated the first kiss, it was Robby who wanted to become exclusive. Poor Dennis was just dragged along for the ride.

Eventually Robby tries to talk to Dennis, he's sure if they talk properly they can at least go back to being friends. He misses having Dennis around so he'd go back to what they had before if he had to. He asks him if he thinks it’s working between them or if maybe they were better as friends. Dennis panics and tries to work out what 'crazy boyfriend' shit he's done to push Robby away.

"Is it because I left my toothbrush at your house?"

"No, I didn't even notice."

"Were the home cooked packed lunches too much?"

"No, I loved those."

"Is it because I started using your aftershave?"

"No, I liked that."

Suddenly Dennis' heart drops, the list on his phone. Alphabetised baby names, each one ending with Robinavitch.

"Have you been on my phone?"

Now it's Robby's turn to panic, why would Dennis be so scared of him going on his phone. Unless there are messages on there that Dennis would rather he not sees.

"No, why? Are you seeing someone else?"

"As if! I'm far too in love with you to date anybody else."

Dennis realised what he's said, he's done it again and come on too strong. He's just about to apologise when suddenly he's being scooped up into Robby's arms as he whispers over and over how much he loves Dennis too.

trinity is not used to aftercare. with yolanda, it might be a glass of water and the opportunity to use the shower but after that, it’s backs turned and the expectation that she leaves quietly and discreetly.

she assumes that’s what baran would want too. after all, she’s an attending. she can’t be seen with a resident.

so, when trinity spends the night at baran’s and quietly sneaks out once she falls asleep, she assumes this is how they’re going to go. out of the frying pan, into the fire, or however the stupid saying goes.

she’s not massively mad about it.

baran doesn’t have neighbours that watch her through a crack in the door or a doorman to do the walk of shame past nor do her floorboards creak when she’s tiptoeing down the hallway. no, her place is much easier to sneak out of.

that being said, she lives a lot further away from trinity’s apartment than yolanda does and it’s too late for ubers to be a reasonable price so she toughs it out and walks it, crashing the minute she gets through the door.

it’s fine. it was worth the evening.

the real trouble is when she gets to work.

trinity assumes it’ll just be another standard we-pretend-we-are-colleagues-and-nothing-else act that she’s used to. a lingering glance here and there perhaps, maybe a nod layered with something behind their eyes, but nothing more. baran’s a private, professional person, even more so than yolanda.

which is why she’s surprised when baran walks into the er with red-rimmed eyes, frazzled hair and a worried look on her face that says she hasn’t slept all night.

there should be a 'what is this kink' option bcuz what is a pvc kink. as a kink connaissor i fear i am uneducated

Jacks new yoga partner 🙏🏻💕

Emma Nolan

very fruit-y scents with some flowers ( went with rosebud because i went down the cliché road ), she'd love eau fraiche rose by yves rocher

Joy Kwon

cap d'ambre by ID parfums is so her, very rich scent, with like a very overpowering vanilla but she is experimental and probably likes thoses niches perfumes with very specific scent profiles

Trinity Santos

okay this one is me projecting onto her ... but light citrus and flowery scents are so her. not too sweet or too flowery tho, un jardin à cythère (by hermès paris) could so be her signature scent (again me projecting bcuz this has been my fav perfume for two years)

Dennis Whitaker

okay so bro probably only used axe bodyspray religiously until he moved to Pittsburgh and Trinity forced him to invest in something that smells better. he'd be really into masculine scents i feel like, very wood-y ones but i feel like he'd be into some fresh scents too (kinda contradictory but hey being multifaceted and what not)

James Ogilvie

hucklerobby - MDNI ( trans!dennis, oral on Dennis, unprotected p in v ) - wc : 1.6k [ available on AO3 ]

Dennis had figured out that surely Robby knew. right, there was no way he didn't know, Dennis was pretty clocky afterall (at least in his opinion) and he was more or less open about it. He didn't say that he was but he did remember telling him once a story about how his mother had to wrestle him to put him in a dress back when he was a small child.

His transition also wasn't that quite far along, he had been on HRT for a good 5 years, but he hadn't gotten neither top nor bottom surgery - due to cost, he was in so much debt due to med school there was no way he could afford surgery. He had barely managed to scrap up enough money to get his name and gender marker legally changed. But socially wise - the ER was the only place where everyone only knew him as Dennis. It was a first for him and he had quickly gotten clocked by a few of his co-workers (though thankfully they did not care - or they were rather nice about it).

Surely that was enough for Robby to connect the dots and know that Dennis was in fact trans.

But seemingly that was not the case, he realized as he and Robby were entangled with one another in the entry of Robby's home - their hands on each others bodies, kissing one another.

One of robby's hand that was settled on Dennis waist went down, until it reached dennis crotch. Robby frowned a bit at not feeling any bulge, he wasn't expecting dennis to be fully hard but it was weird to not feel anything.

Dennis could feel that robby had suddenly stilled, he broke the kiss - his breath a big ragged; his cheeks flushed - and look up at Robby, seeing the frown on the older man face confused him.

"Is everything ok ..?" he asked a bit hesitant, starting to lightly overthink.

"Do you not want to have sex ?" Is the answer he gets, now it's dennis turn to frown though from confusion on his end.

"What." Dennis disentangle himself from Robby, "What are you talking about ? I- I want to have sex." he says the last part with a bit too much of an emphasis.

"You don't have to lie." Robby sigh, a hand coming to rub his neck while he looks away from Dennis, "You can just say it, it's fine."

"Wait wait, why. Why are you saying that ?" Dennis is running through his mind to think about how could the other man have come to this conclusion, he thought he made it pretty obvious that he wanted to fuck the older man - maybe most notably by making out and grinding on his in the entrance of his house.

"You're not hard, seems to me to be a pretty big indicator ..." As Robby says that he shift awkwardly - as he is in fact pretty hard.

Dennis' eyes widen, he doesn't say anything for a second, trying to make sense of it - when he - thinks - he understand, he bites his lips to try to contain in a laugh.

"Robby ... I ... I can't get hard. You know that right." He lets out a small giggles as he says that, with his typical shit eating grin on his face.

Robby looks at him bewildered, Dennis could seem him actively thinks as to why he couldn't get hard and how he should be aware of that.

"I don't have a dick. I'm trans Robby." He finally said.

"Oh. Oh ?"

"I thought you knew. It's pretty obvious. But uhm ... I do want to have sex with you." Dennis says, taking a step closer to Robby, "If you want to have sex with me of course."

"Yes." he says, a bit too quickly, "yes".

"Great, come here handsome." Dennis says as he pull Robby back into a kiss - with a bit too much tongue and teeth. As his hands make their way back onto Robby's body, sneaking under his shirt.

They broke the kiss to take eachothers shirts. As Dennis was going to touch Robby again, the older man took his hand to lead him toward somewhere else that wasn't the entrance of his home. His original plan was to bring him to the bedroom but he found himself too aroused for that, instead settling for the couch on the living room.

He - lightly - pushed Dennis onto the couch as he got on his knees in front of him - which he did end up regretting the next day, his joints did in fact hurt.

Dennis was flushed, his cheeks coloured such a cute pink color, biting his bottom lips lightly - excited at the prospect of getting head from Robby (which he never never fantasised about ... never).

Robby hands made quick work of unbuckling Dennis pants, quickly making them go down to the boy ankles.

Before taking his boxer off, Robby run his finger along his covered slit - the fabric in that spot being a bit darker than the rest. Dennis let out a small whimper at the feeling.

"Robby please ..." He simply said - his tone low.

"Hmm such an impatient boy," though he obligated, tugging down the boxer, "Remind me to edge you next one, you'll need to be trained."

Robby took a moment to look at Dennis' pussy. It looked ... pretty. He didn't have any better adjectifs to describe it, it was glistening with arousal, the engorged clitoris begged to get licked and sucked. And who was he to not indulge it.

He dived in, licking - his tongue teasing the entrance, his nose bumping against Dennis' clit. He felt the boy hips start to twitch, as his hands slide into his hair, grabbing it a bit harsly.

"Feels good ..." moaned Dennis as Robby poured focus onto his clit. He tugged on the hair on his grasp to push him closer.

Robby continued to give attention to his clit as one of his hand sneaked to touch Dennis' hole, tentatively fingering him, going slowly. He continued to suck and lick, and to slowly open the boy up until he felt Dennis shudder and let out a few 'fuck'.

Robby waited until Dennis' orgasm washed over him to unlatch from his pussy. His lips and beard were wet - he looked up at Dennis, the boy eyes were so glossed over, he looked to fuck over, his eyes a bit wet.

"Need you inside, please" He said, a bit breathless.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Robby got up, he unbuckled his own pants and freed his - painful - erection from the confine of his pants and underwear.

Dennis changed position on the couch, laying on his back and spreading his legs - Robby wished he could take a picture of him right now, but he'll settle for engraving it in his mind, the younger man looked so beautiful, Robby had a fleeting thought that he didn't deserve him - didn't deserve to make love him. This was quickly forgotten as Dennis pulled back his focus.

"Robby, you better put it right now or I will push you down and fuck you so hard" Dennis said, like he didn't plan on doing that at some point in the foreseeable futur.

"Is that supposed to be a threat ?" Robby said as he positioned himself on top of Dennis, lining up the tip of his cock with Dennis' slit.

He groaned as his cock sunk into the warm and tight hole, it felt just so good - he figured Dennis did too seeing how he moaned and grabbed him to kiss him.

Robby started thrusting - slowly at first, tentatively, trying to see what made Dennis felt good, what made him moans into his mouth more, what made him twitches and thrust his hips.

One of his hand was settled on Dennis hip, while the other sneaked down to touch and tweak his clit. Which just made Dennis whimper and moan harder.

After a few more minutes, Robby could feel that he was going to cum soon, he pulled away Dennis.

"Den, I'm gonna cum soon, are you close ?" He asked as he somewhat tried to watch his breath, "If you aren't I'll make you come on my fingers or mouth after ok..." as he finished his sentences he started pepering kisses over Dennis jaw and neck, his thrusts faltering a bit.

"Hmm okay", was all the answers he got, Dennis being too fucked out to string an entire sentence together.

Robby continued to thrust and to rub Dennis clit, until he felt himself close - too close, he pulled out and gave his dick a few strokes before he coming with a groan - most of his cum landing on Dennis' stomach. Dennis let out a pleased sight, liking the sight of Robby coming on top of him.

He wrapped his arms around Robby neck, as Robby went back to touching Dennis hole, determined to make the man come one more time. It didn't take much time, Dennis ended up coming after only a few minutes, Robby could feel Dennis' hole squeezing around his digits.

He pulled his fingers out of Dennis' once his orgasm was done - he brought the digits to his mouth, giving them a quick lick.

"Hmm, taste good."

Dennis threw him a look, before asking if they could get cleaned up - having cum on his stomach wasn't exactly the most pleasant sensation.