#{nsfwish}

[txt: Robby] working on it

{Txt: Abbot}

> Christ Jack are you trying to kill me?

> thats not a complaint please do not stop

A soft huff left Robby as he tossed his bag down in the doorway of his bedroom, body toppling forward to land with a weighted thump against the mattress. It was one of those nights where he ignored the no scrubs in bed rule and just fell asleep where he landed for fear of insomnia catching hold of him for the third night in a row.

Robby rolled onto his back as he felt his phone buzz in his pocket, a soft muttered prayer of pleading not to be the hospital or night shift following up on a patient.

{Image text from Jules}

Unexpected, but not unwanted.....

Sitting up in bed he swiped the screen up to unlock it, clicking his way to the message and opening what Jules sent him. He squinted at first, holding the phone lower and at a distance to make his eyes focus on the imagine. He felt heat creep up the back of his neck as it finally clicked in his mind what he was looking at.

A soft breathy laugh rumbled in the attendings chest, a mix of awe and arousal as he lay back on the mattress.

{text: Jules}

*ping*

The soft chime of his phone pulled the attending out of the distant thoughts he was circling the drain with, mind as tired as his body at this point and all he could possibly want right now is to be anywhere far away from here. Prehaps in a nice lush bed.

Jack's preferably..

Picking his head up from the hard back of the plastic breakroom chair Robby glanced to the phoen sat on the table top, Jacks name flashing across the screen before the screen went black once more. The night shift attending knew all too well where he was currently taking the much needed ten minute break in piece whatever he had to say could have waited till he was back on the floor or at the very least he could have stuck his head in the door to impart whatever wisdom or joke he had thought up in the last twenty seconds of them seeing each other.

Robby shook his head, offering a scoff of a laugh as he pulled on his glasses. The image that met him upon the message opening was enough to make a nun blush and the heavens weep. He slammed the phone down face first just as fast as the message had popped up, his heart leaping up into the back of his throat.

Robbys gaze snapped to the closed door, glaring at it as if half expecting to seeing Abbots rocky smirk looking back at him through the small window in the door. "Fucker..." He mused, biting at his lower lip as he picked his phone back up.

{Text: Abbot}

"Well, hello to you too." Robby mused, picking his head up from his resting place to give focus to the weight settling in his lap.

Hands shifted to grip at Dmytro hips, a soft breathy moan parting his lips as the younger doctor ground down against him clearly searching for his undivided attnetion.

"Okay... yeah okay I get it, bed time." He muttered, biting at his lower lip as his hands pressed under his shirt to push the fabric up out of the way.

"Your daugthers wont be home tonight right?"

Fingers hooked into the well worn belt loops of the attendings scrubs, pulling his hips towards him. "You are stuck in your head again." He muttered, hands moving to settle on Jacks hips. "I can see it in your eyes where are you right now?" He asked, fingers brushing under the hem of his top to sooth over the skin hoping to get the others focus.

"Jack?" He asked softly, leaning in close as he pressed his lips to his neck. "Do you need to talk about it pr do you need a distraction?" It was a question that had been offered in the past more of a passing joke during a late night after Jack came home he would get this distant almost fearful look in his eyes and sit staring into space for hours if left undisturbed.

"..." and most people question HOW he puts up with this warrior idiot- but the former archon insisted that he had a certain charm to him. It's no different than now where the consultant slowly sips his tea, taking his time to swallow before answering the snezhnayan warrior of such a... unique question.

"Must you word your questions about our intimate life like this? I can give you an answer, but not here of all places."

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Aqua didn't know what possessed him to ask Atem or even...tell Atem what he desired. He was still scared of what the other thought of him now....

He so openly told him what he was...how he felt...and yet...he was still here. He didn't run, he didn't get disgusted...he accepted him for what he was. Granted, It might be because Atem was a similar being to what he was...or maybe he hoped it was because he truly loved him?

Maybe...that's why he told, meekly might he add, his desire for intimacy? He wasn't innocent, Inari no. Now Naive was another thing all together.

“I....have no words for this.”

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