I feel like crying and I’m seriously so horny for Robby I could die.
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@throbby-robby
I feel like crying and I’m seriously so horny for Robby I could die.

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emery walsh guys. ammirite
been obsessed with dr. jack abbot lately 😌
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Handjob except it’s just him desperately thrusting into my hand while I watch and make him do all the work
one of the best feelings tbh

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Rabbot drunken confession? Yes please!
I saw a tumblr post that had Jack and Robby looking at one another outside of the Pitt, and the text was something like, “you know they exchanged handjobs back in 2006 and have never addressed it.”
I can't find the post, (im a fool!) but I kept thinking back to it. What can I say, I was inspired.
Read I thought I was immune to this kind of pining (5.2k, rated E) here!
POV 31-year-old MS3 Jack, who's got a LOT of DADT trauma and internalized homophobia, pining after 35-year-old Attending Robby, who decides to shoot his shot.
For @therabbotfest Day 1: Drunken Confession
quick and dirty 2 hr 15 min study bc i havent painted in over a month lol
briefly taking my phone out at work and looking at images of my favourite character like im a soldier in the trenches looking at a picture of their loved one back home
his average daily screen time is eighteen hours.
(also this is coincidental that I’m drawing him in purple for like the fifth time but I think it just suits him :) )

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Robby likes to mark his territory 💕
SHAWN HATOSY as SAMMY BRYANT SOUTHLAND: S1E4—Sally in the Alley
It’s our dad’s birthday! Yippee and Fuck Me and other exclamations!

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hospital yuri ..
Rabbot — sexy times
(Okay so my head-cannon is that Robby is a hopeless romantic who would be so gentle and loving at having sex and stuff. He be calling sex “making love” lol. But then he discovered he couldn’t handle how much the image of fucking Jack turns him on, the intensity of it nearly making him feral. The idea that he might lose control scares him so much that he buries it and insist on bottoming. And of course Jack clocks it. )
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When they first started having sex, Robby insisted on bottoming. Robby’s reason for it, as he told Jack, was because he wanted to take pressure off his knee as much as possible. That meant most of the time they ended up in the position with Robby riding him, Jack having the front row seat for the extremely hot visuals of Robby passionately working at it. That was not until Jack finally got Robby to top him, it taking him a month of relentless Abbot-style coaxing to wheedle Robby into giving in and saying yes.
And oh, was he not prepared for what it had in store for him.
Robby, the hopeless romantic who took everything so slowly and gently, turned absolutely feral when he finally pushed inside Jack and learnt what he felt like. Jack was not ready for how ravenous and possessive Robby became — hell, he nearly let out a whimper when Robby grasped onto his ass, the sheer strength and dominance unlike anything Jack had ever experienced. Robby fucked him in a way that left him feeling utterly defenseless, and Jack more than willingly left everything at his disposal, as if his body was Robby’s to hold, to love, to own, and to devour.
Jack was floating. He was floating, and Robby’s hands on his hips as he bottomed out with each thrust was his only anchoring point. The Robby he thought he knew was nowhere to be found, and in his place was this Robby, this beast, pupils dark, breathless and growling a jumbo of low, filthy promises into his ear that threatened to take him apart. This Robby, consumed by raw desire and pure hunger, his skin glistening with sweat as he buried himself in Jack, again and again, hard, commanding, holding absolutely nothing back.
And after, as Jack laid undone in Robby’s arms, loose-limbed and adrift in the euphoric realm only Robby could have led him to, he allowed himself to savor the sensation of his body hurting in all the right places — he would definitely be feeling it for a while. He was fucked, all right.
He wondered why Robby had even thought about denying him this, this, as if Jack would ever hesitate giving up anything just to experience it again.
“Remind me…why we never did this?” Jack muttered, dazed and spell-bound, his words coming out slow as he turned his head to find Robby, whose eyes held a dreamlike glow as if he had just been given the permission to marvel at the most precious thing in the world.
Jack was never going to recover from this.
Robby pulled him closer, the warmth of their bodies radiating and basking Jack in a serenity beyond imagination. How he wished that he could live in that exact moment for all of eternity.
“I thought about having you like this…” Robby drawled, his voice low and husky. “I thought about having you like this, and dreamt of this moment for I don’t even know how many times. It unleashed something within me. You have no idea how the thought of it already drives me wild.”
Robby paused, suddenly self-conscious. His hand came up to Jack’s cheek, fingers tracing his stubble, contemplative. “I was afraid it was gonna be too much. I didn’t want to risk losing control.” His fingertips finding the corner of Jack’s mouth, touch so tender and affectionate.
“I didn’t want to risk hurting you.”
So in all the times that followed, when Robby attempted to hold back from giving into his desires, cared too much to act recklessly and overthought too much to act at all, Jack would find himself assuring Robby again and again, with his words, his actions, and his body and its reactions, that this was everything he had ever dreamt of.
That he would never, ever, have it any other way.