AND I CANT STOP AT ONE BUT I NEED TO LIMIT MYSELF- also if you have the time- Jack Abbot and a vacation abroad with forced proximity and opposites attract? And NSFW? Please-
When you'd left the Pitt a year ago, you never would have guessed that the next time you'd see Dr. Jack Abbot would be in a hotel lobby in Greece. You also never would have guessed that an upgrade of the hotels booking system would cause a glitch that booked you and Dr. Abbot in the same room.
It was peak busy season in Greece and the hotel was fully booked, so you and the attending you'd had a crush on for the entirety of your medical residency had to share a room. With only one bed. God, it was like something out of a romance novel, or a flimsy porno plot.
The first night had been fine, albeit a bit awkward as you both slept stark still on opposite sides of the bed. You tried so hard not to think about how the Jack Abbot was sleeping right there next to you. You also tried to ignore how he felt against you when you woke up to find him spooning you from behind. The soft breath on your neck and the heavy arm across your waist became too much for your overactive imagination and you snuck out of bed as carefully as you could.
After a cold shower, Abbot woke up and suggested you two spend some time together exploring Greece since meeting again "felt like fate". The suggestion gave you pause, especially since you didn't believe in fate, but you ultimately agreed, telling him he was welcome to slot himself into your itinerary. Abbot had laughed briefly at that before realizing you were serious.
You honestly didn't understand why you liked Abbot so much, you two were total opposites. While he planned to wing his vacation, you had planned out every day - where to eat, what to see, where to go. You practiced medicine the same way, carefully and within the lines. You were creative when the situation warranted it, but Abbot was the opposite, the ER cowboy, taking risks and joking in between treatments and procedures.
He was an amazing doctor, but sometimes he'd take risks that made you feel nauseous. That spontaneity was something you couldn't stomach, in your professional or personal life, so you decided to leave Pittsburgh after your 4th year. You'd liked Jack a lot but you knew deep down that his recklessness didn't fit well with the stability you craved. Hell, his hobby outside of work was volunteering with SWAT for goodness sake. Your heart couldn't take it, so you left without telling him how you felt.
But here in Greece things were different. Maybe it was because you two were no longer at work, away from everyone who knew you, away from your regular lives where you could let loose a little and have some fun. Maybe it was how Abbot made you laugh easily and smile genuinely and how he took you to this restaurant he knew and you'd had one of the best meals over candlelight. Maybe it was how easily your feeling for this handsome doctor came bubbling back up to the surface. Maybe it was how even after not seeing each other for a year Abbot still remembered all these little details about you that made you feel seen and adored.
Maybe what happens in Greece, stays in Greece.
When you two returned to the hotel room in the very late evening, you didn't spend the night on opposite sides of the bed, you spent the night underneath Jack Abbot. You sighed into his mouth as his hands slid over your naked body, mapping every inch with his fingertips. He kissed down your body, taking note of the sounds you made and how you reacted to his touch, before finding his destination between your legs. You held tight to his grey curls, your back arching off the bed as his fingers squeezed your thighs.
He pulled you close and slotted himself between your legs until you couldn't tell where he ended and you began. You locked your legs around him and dragged your nails down his freckled back as he sucked on the warm skin of you neck and drove you higher into your pleasure.
Being with Jack made you feel wild and reckless. You were louder than you'd ever been, your hands and lips demanding more and taking what you wanted while Jack was methodical, paying close attention to catalogue everything he did that made you feel good. You spent the night exploring each other, lacing your fingers together and moaning each others names as Jack showed you all the positions that made you see stars.
The two of you spent the rest of your vacation together, even after the hotel offered a second room when it opened up (you both turned it down) and you decided that a bit of spontaneity was exactly what you were missing in your life.
