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content warning: 18+, MDNI. clicker training, not mentioned but implied age gap (jack is canon age & reader is in 20’s), dom!jack x sub!reader, jack teasing reader at work, mentions of sex
a/n: based off this request! i hope you guys enjoy it :p it’s quite hot where i am so my writing skills may not be as good right now.. not proofread! lmk about any mistakes
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you didn’t know why your boyfriend clicked his tongue every time you had sex.
it was something you rarely noticed half the time. you could have made a list on when jack clicks his tongue.
every time he’d slip his cock inside of you, every time you had an orgasm, every time you did something he usually would correct (both in bed and at work), and every time you let out a whimper because he had done something you’d particularly enjoyed.
you never questioned it. either because you were too caught up in your pleasure to care, or you were too caught up in your pleasure to hear.
no matter the reason he did it, you didn’t care to ask or know. it was just another one of your boyfriends weird quirks to you.
today was the day you found out why.
you were doing your normal rounds of patients in the ER, talking to the ones who seemed lonely and making your visit quick and simple for the ones who wanted to do anything but talk.
you bumped into jack while you were walking down the hall, head down and distracted by the chart you were reading in your hands.
jack reached out to steady you by your shoulders, raising his eyebrows in amusement.
“it would be helpful if you looked where you were going.” he teased, but you gave him a half smile in response. it was nothing against him or something he’d done, you were simply distracted in returning some results to the nurses station.
jack knew this is exactly the moment he’d been waiting for ever since he started clicking his tongue when you were around.
he discovered clicker training by complete accident. he had overheard two patients talking about it when he entered their exam room, and his curiosity got the better of him. he asked them what that was, assuming it was for their pets at home.
his curiosity and interest only grew when they pair flushed and became avoidant with their eyes and answers. he didn’t push the couple, but it was the first thing he researched when he got off his shift.
and that’s how jack abbot formed the idea to attempt to clicker train his girlfriend.
and he was about to find out if his months of discreet training had paid off.
jack shook his head and clicked his tongue, watching with a smug smirk as you instantly straightened up and met his eyes with almost alarming attention.
“what?” you asked sharply, shifting nervously. “i’m sorry, jack. i’ll pay proper attention next time.” you apologised profusely, trying to ignore the sudden rush of heat in your cheeks and the pulse between your thighs.
you looked confused and nervous when jack started laughing. “what?” you urged, biting your inner cheek as he crossed his arms. “what are you laughing at?”
jack didn’t respond, he only reached up his hand to ruffle your hair in a way that felt condescending. “nothing, sweetheart. i’m just glad i didn’t do all of that work for nothing.”
that made you frown even harder. “what does that mean?” you demanded, pushing his bicep teasingly.
jack bent down so he was close enough to whisper in your ear. “just continue with your rounds. maybe if you’re good i’ll tell you later.” he murmured.
you watched as he turned to walk away, a puzzled expression taking over the embarrassed one.
you only realised what he was referring to when he clicked his tongue again, and you realised how immediately you straightened yourself.
your boyfriend had clicker trained you without you knowing.
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truly an amazing way to end such a revolutionary franchise, and while im sad to see a vital chapter of my childhood ending, im so happy they were able to end it on their terms.
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apparently there's a headcanon in The Pitt fandom that Robby has hyperspermia ???? And I'm like ???? THAT'S VILE, Y'ALL WANT TO KILL ME !!!!!
Hyperspermia / Michael “Robby” Robinavitch
You pulled off Robby’s cock with a wet pop, strings of spit still connecting your swollen lips to the flushed head. Your hand replaced your mouth immediately, wrapping around that thick cock, your fingers didn’t even come close to meeting around his ridiculous girth. The shaft glistened, it was coated in layers of your drool and the stream of pre-cum he’d been weeping for the last ten minutes. You’d already made such a sloppy mess of him, with slick trails running down over your knuckles, dripping onto your wrist, and pooling at the base where his dark curls were shiny.
“Baby,” he said, and it came out almost like a warning. “I’m—fuck, I’m close. Really close. You might wanna… pull back. I’m not—fuck, I’m not gonna be able to—”
You didn’t move. Instead you stroked him faster, twisting your wrist just under the head as you kept your tongue out, waiting patiently, looking up at him. Robby dropped his head back for a second. “Oh god… fuck, don’t—don’t do that, I can’t—”
“Baby! Nggh, fuck—” The first thick and scalding rope blasted across your waiting tongue, coating it in a salty and creamy flood before you could even swallow it. The second hit harder, splattering over your lips, your cheek, and the bridge of your nose in a single stripe. Then the third, fourth, fifth came in rapid waves, each one fatter and heavier than the last. It was obscene, way more than you’d ever seen or felt from anyone.
Cum poured over your face in milky ropes, dripping in sticky trails down your chin, sliding along the curve of your throat, splattering onto your collarbones and the tops of your tits in fat drops that clung for a second before gravity pulled them lower.
Another long shot arced high, landing across your closed eyelids, streaking into your lashes, forcing you to blink through it. You kept your tongue out the whole time, letting it pool there, allowing the overflow to spill over the edges of your mouth and run down your neck.
“Jesus! Fuck… So good—” Robby choked out, and each word was punctuated by another pulse that painted fresh streaks across your ruined face, over your forehead, into your hairline, dripping from your jaw.
You swallowed, letting him hear it, and licked a stripe across your swollen lower lip, gathering more of him onto your tongue. “That… that was a lot,” you could feel the volume of his release on your face, probably six ounces, easy.
Robby kept his eyes locked on your face like he couldn’t look anywhere else. “I… uh… I tried to warn you,” he managed to say. “Told you to pull away. Fuck, baby, I—I’m sorry.”
You reached up, dragging two fingers through the thickest stripe across your cheek and gathering a generous smear of his cum, then you brought it to your lips, and sucked them clean while holding his gaze. “Don’t apologize,” you said firmly, licking the last of it from your fingertips. “And don’t you ever ask me to pull away again.”
A/N: Girrrl, when you sent me that, my mind immediately went to facial. Like, getting a facial from Robby. And the shock of experiencing it for the first time and realizing just how much it was.
Unfortunately, I don’t have that gift some people have of writing something short and straightforward… so yeah. I really just needed to write it.
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