18+ mdni, jack abbot x fem!reader, this is like really tame med play, post sex talk kinda?, thanks for this anon now itās all iām thinking about, enjoy!
and i say: jack abbot who checks your pulse teasingly? like when you get really excited about something, heāll press his fingers against your wrist and quietly count. when you realize what heās doing, you swat his hand away. you both laugh and jack smiles at you.
and after having sex with jack. youāre always blissed out and breathless on top of your mattress. jack lays beside you, propped up on his side so he can look at (monitor) you. and he tries to be casual about it. heāll start by dragging his fingers along the side of your face, pretend to push a strand of loose hair back into itās place, and drag his fingers down to your neck all while murmuring sweet, distracting praises. āwish i could have you like this all the time.ā while his hand is on your face. āyouāre so pretty like this, baby.ā while he pretends to tuck hair behind your ear. āyou were such a good girl.ā when he finally presses his fingers against your neck.
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jack abbot x younger fem!reader, medical play, not really smutty but there's some finger sucking, kinda lazy bc this was supposed to be super short, feedback is welcomed <3
jack abbot who's your older, stupidly smart and sexy, boyfriend.
you work in completely different fields. his days are full of unexpected chaos while yours are set and routine. naturally, there's a disconnect when it comes to your careers. you can't imagine yourself working 12 hour long shifts in a busy ER, and jack can't imagine himself working in a quiet office and having every single weekend to himself.
because of this disconnect, sometimes you forget your boyfriend is a doctor. a man with years of school and experience under his belt.
on one of the rare weekends you get to spend together, you bring it up, the disconnect. "i kinda forget that you're a doctor."
jack's sitting on the opposite end of the couch, idly squeezing the foot you have resting in his lap. he looks up from his phone, eyebrows furrowed. he laughs a little bit. "what?"
"like, i know you're a doctor, but i forget that you know all the doctor stuff."
he blinks at you, repeating: "all the doctor stuff?"
"yesāyou know what i mean!" you huff, pressing your foot against his stomach.
"sorta," he shrugs, but smiles. "what made you think about that?"
you shrug back. "i don't know. i was thinking the other day at workāwhen i'm sleeping you're saving lives, wearing latex gloves and pressing your stethoscope against peoples chest."
"yeah," jack laughs. "that's all i do for twelve hours."
you roll your eyes. "obviously you do more than thatādo you get what i'm saying?"
"yes, baby," his voice is light. he squeezes your foot. "i guess I should start reminding you more."
"what are you doing?" you ask your boyfriend, laughing.
jack stands in the doorway of your bedroom, dramatically snapping on a pair of blue medical gloves with his stethoscope hanging around his neck.
"reminding you that your boyfriend is a doctor," he grins, shutting the door behind him.
"oh, you're my doctor tonight?" you watch jack walk further into the room, standing beside your side of the bed.
he hums, gently pulling the comforter down the bed. "i'm dr. abbot, i'll be taking care of you tonight," he tells you softly. he pulls you towards the edge of the bed and turns you to face him, leaving your legs dangling over the bed. "i need you to face me for the exam, ma'am."
you adjust yourself on the bed, sitting up excitedly and pretty for jack. he stares at you for a second, eyes roaming your face and the way youāre sitting in front of him, and inhales a deep breath before reaching out to cup your chin with his gloved hand. he tilts your head back and gently moves your head side to side, humming approvingly.
he switches to cup both sides of your face and presses against the hinge of your jaw. "does that hurt?" his voice is rough. you shake your head no. "good, baby. now, open and close for me."
and you do. jack presses his thumbs a little firmer against your skin and watches the movement, nodding approvingly. one of his hands slips down your jaw, far enough to drag his thumb against your bottom lip. he pushes forward, pressing down on your tongue. you wrap your lips around his glove and gently suck.
jack smiles. "that's really unprofessional of you, ma'am."
you laugh around jack's thumb and pull back, shaking your head. jack laughs with you and pulls both of his hands away to pull off his gloves.
coworker!jack abbot x fem!reader, pure fluff (not even a kiss sorry), this went on for way longer than i anticipated but oh well i'm crushing on jack abbot hard, enjoy!!
thinking about coworker!jack abbot who finds out that you have a crush on him. itās nothing serious. it helps your shift go by a little faster. and jackās always been a flirt. every single one of your coworkers would agree with you. but since heās learned about your little crush, heās been feeding into itāreally feeding into it.
it started out as small comments. your last name and āgood jobā or a low ācāmon, you got thisā when things got a little hectic.
then, it was nicknames.
it was a slow night. you had a few patients that were all part of the loose routine of the ED.
when a trauma case got rolled in, jack was looking for you. he walked alongside the gurney, catching you in his peripheral.
āhey, youāre my best girl, get in here.ā
ever since then, youāve always been his best girl. and jack knows he shouldnāt be biased. he really shouldn't have a favorite coworker, but he can't help it. plus, you are really good at your job.
as time passed, the two of you got more comfortable with each other. you started to tease jack the same way he teased you. you got a little more bored and a little less shy. it became routine. most of the time he would already be at the nurses station when you arrived for your shift. he would find something to tease you about before you could even put your bag in your locker.
the next thing was small touches.
it would be a gentle hand on your back when he passed you in a trauma room, his shoulder would brush against yours when he stood next to you, or he would purposely drag his hand across yours when you handed him an ipad.
you could easily pass it off as innocent touchesābut jack wasn't touchy. he was a flirt from a distance.
in all honesty, you didn't know what to do. the work crush that started off as a distraction was turning into something real. you weren't mad about it, per se. jack was a genuine, kind man, and handsomeāhot. really hot.
and realistically, the worst thing that could come out of it would be facing HR.
after sitting down with yourself, you made your plan. you were going to catch jack in the parking lot before he left for the day and ask him to get dinner or a drink or whatever nervously left your mouth.
you caught up with jack on the next shift you had together.
"hey," you swallowed back the nervousness in your voice. "um, i wanted to ask you something."
jack stopped beside a car and gently cupped your elbow, pulling you out of the line of cars and closer to him. "if it's work related, i'm off the clock," he smiled.
it wasn't even funny and you laughed.
"it's not really work related," you assured him. you paused, nervously choking on your words. "do you maybe wanna get a drink sometime?"
jack bit his bottom lip, fighting back a stupidly wide smile. "yeah, of course," he nodded. "but lets make it dinner."
"okay," your face felt warmer than usual. "i'll text you and we can figure out a time from there?"
he nodded, again. "sounds good. i'll be waiting."
you huffed out a small laugh and started to step back. "have a good day, dr. abbot."
"you too."
you texted jack right when you got home. the hardest part, actually asking, was over. you texted him a quick hi and said who it was just incase he didn't have your number saved. he responded:
hear me out on the end: robby and abbot agreed it was ājust a college thingā but itās NOT! and theyāre JEALOUS FREAKS! and abbot does the confused head tilt, bc robby is jealous and abbot thought it was NOTHING!! BUT ITāS EVERYTHING!! ok freak out over thank you
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jack abbot carrying a pocket knife makes so much sense for his character.
he would end up being the only guy at the family christmas to have his pocket knife on him, because who needs a pocket knife at family chirstmas?, and he would spend the entire day helping the kids open their toys that are zip-tied to the box.
