#whitpope

He couldn't hold back.

Not when Dennis had been belly up, soft warm body all clean and damp from a shower, eyes all dark, legs spread, and said so sweetly that he was ready, that he wanted Andrew.

And Pope tried, he did, he tried, he took his time kissing Dennis, pressing in close, nosing at the sensitive spots across Dennis's collarbones and neck.

But then he was running his hands over Dennis and his skin was so soft and he was making such nice sounds and he was so wet and Pope couldn't say no when Dennis reached down between them, hand wrapped around his cock.

But then Dennis had been moaning and pulling Pope down closer, arms wrapped high around his neck, moaning how good it felt and Pope was already overwhelmed with how sweet Dennis was and how tight and wet and warm and nice and gentle and- Andrew wrapped his arms around Dennis's back and shoulders, hugging him impossibly tight as his hips roughly thrusted against Dennis's soft bottom.

"'m sorry 'm sorry 'm sorry"

He just chased after his own pleasure, mind too lost to notice when Dennis started to shake, when wetness exploded between them, when Dennis whined and told him it was okay, he was just feeling too much, so much

andrew who was still plagued by nightmares from oceanside only to be comforted by dennis who held his hand while he slept. dennis who used to cower when other kids insult him for being queer but he's now protected by andrew who only needed to glare at the bullies as they scamper away.

dennis who told andrew about his dream of being a doctor but now he has to give it up because he's broke and disowned by his family. andrew who worked part-time jobs and secretly saved up so dennis can attend uni and then proceed to medical school.

and when dennis got his first boyfriend andrew couldn't understand why he was so upset by it, he knew that he wasn't homophobic but he couldn't help but frown whenever dennis would bring his boyfriend to their shared apartment.

andrew who beat up dennis' boyfriend after making him cry because the bastard cheated on him. he only got more protective of dennis by then but learned to keep his distance so he wouldn't scare dennis' friends.

dennis who was a lightweight came home all cuddly and touchy for andrew that he ended up straddling him and finally kissing his lips. andrew who sat their frozen not sure on how to react until dennis cupped his face softly and kissed him so gently that he let himself melt into it.

But Dennis doesn’t trust any of the Cody’s, doesn’t trust anyone really, except Andrew. And Andrew has a bit of a blindspot when it comes to family. So, he lands in Pittsburgh, but never arrives at Jacks. He doesn’t want to get burned.

He survives with what he has and what he can steal. Jack and Andrew both wonder what happened to him. Dennis plans to wait out the six years, hopefully by then he’ll be a resident and able to fly back to Oceanside, back to Andrew.

His plans going well until he starts his rotation in the Pitt. The day had been shitty all around, but then a mass shooting happens and is brought face to face with the spitting image of Andrew. It can only be Jack.

Dennis knows Mr. Cody is stalking him.

Has known for about 2 months, ever since he met the man while working for the street team.

At first, he had convinced himself that he was being ridiculous, even paranoid for thinking that he was being followed.

He had felt almost narcissistic, who would want to stalk him after all.

But after he sees the man lurking around PTMC for the fifth time, and on the same park bench with mysterious and seemingly self inflicted cuts and bruises more than a few times, always staring at him with that piercing stare he has to admit it.

He supposes it should make him feel scared, especially since he´s seen the man´s body, riddled with scars and more than capable of violence.

Instead he feels exhilarated.

No one has ever wanted him. Sure, people have had crushes on him, have asked him to school dances or kissed him behind a barn. But no one has ever wanted to possess him.

But Pope, as he learned the man prefers to be called, is quiet, eerily so. He barely moves whenever Dennis is around, frozen in place, stiff like he´s trying to hold himself back.