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Sunlight streamed across his eyes and Robby cursed himself for not closing the curtain before he went to bed.
Idly, he ran through the things he had to do when he got into the Pitt.
The new list of internship applications would have come through.
He wondered if Dennis had chosen his specialty yet.
Dennis.
Robby’s eyes snapped open as he finally registered the warm weight draped across his chest.
Golden curls covered most of his vision, coated in the earliest morning rays.
Dennis huffed, nose cold as he nuzzled against Robby’s jugular.
If Robby was careful, he could probably make it out without waking Dennis up.
He could shush him and tell him that he just needed a piss.
Then he could get in his car and drive home.
His eyes darted across the ceiling.
He could still run.
But if he ran now, he’d never be able to stop.
And he wanted to stop.
He wanted to stay.
Robby carefully slid a hand in Dennis’s hair and kissed his temple.
It took him a while to relax again after he’d tensed up with the need to bolt; the moment he finally fully settled into the sheets, Dennis lifted his head and blinked blearily up at Robby.
“How long have you been awake?” Robby asked, smiling fondly when Dennis yawned.
“About as long as you took to decide to stay,” Dennis whispered, voice rough with sleep. “I can still pretend if you’ve changed your mind.”
Robby pouted as if he was considering it and grinned when Dennis laughed. “I think I’m pretty happy where I am, thanks.”
“Good,” Dennis muttered before ducking to kiss Robby.
The taste of sleep should have been disgusting but it just made it real.
He dragged his palms up over Dennis’s sides, lifting his t-shirt as he moved.
Dennis was still sleep-warm and pliable as he cupped Robby’s jaw and licked into his mouth.
“What time is it?” Robby asked when Dennis sat up enough to pull his shirt off.
Dennis just smirked and helped Robby shuffle out of his own top. “We’ve got thirty minutes before my alarm goes off.”
“What are we going to do with the other twenty five?” Robby teased before pulling Dennis down with a hand on his cheek as the other palmed his ass.
“Five whole minutes,” Dennis muttered, lips dragging against Robby’s. “Lucky me.”
Robby had a very witty retort on the tip of his tongue.
But Dennis chose that exact moment to settle between Robby’s legs and roll his hips forwards lazily.
And heat oozed into his gut as he felt delicious pressure fizz up his spine as Dennis’s hard cock dragged against Robby’s own growing need.
“Fuck,” Robby grunted, rocking up to match Dennis’s languid thrusts.
Dennis rested their heads together and huffed out a breathy laugh. “Maybe next time.”
“Yeah,” Robby said, licking his lips as he squeezed Dennis’s ass. “Just this…” He sounded ruined even to his own ears. “Just this. Fuck, Dennis.”
Dennis pushed his knee up, collecting Robby’s thigh and spreading his legs wide. It gave him all the room he next to ruin Robby as their cocks slotted together.
If Robby had any blood left in his brain, he might be jealous of whoever Dennis had practised this move on. And it was practised. This cocky self-assured confidence could only come from experience.
But then Dennis’s lust-lidded eyes met Roby’s gaze and Robby knew Dennis was just as ruined as he was for anyone else.
“Robby,” Dennis whispered, fingers flexing against Robby’s jaw as he fucked against him.
Robby just encouraged Dennis’s rhythm with the hand gripping his ass and his own lazy thrusts. “You feel so good.” Robby swallowed, breaths huffed out as his gut tightened. “Yeah, like that, baby.”
“Baby?” Dennis repeated, smirk on his lips and desire burning his eyes. “Call me that again.”
“You like that, baby?” Robby teased; it had been so long since he’d had fun while having sex. It swelled the lust and love pulsing through his veins and Robby wanted to do this forever.
Dennis pressed a breathless kiss to Robby’s lips as he groaned; his hips stuttered and Robby knew Dennis was as close to unravelling as he was. “Fuck, Robby, I…”
“You gonna cum for me?” Robby growled, ruined and redeemed underneath Dennis. “You’ve been so good to me, baby. Show me how good you can be.”
With a staccato thrust, Dennis gasped and came.
But Robby was right behind him, cumming with a gravelly groan and pulsing cum in his boxers like a love-drunk teenager.
Dennis’s teeth sunk into Robby’s lower lip as they both drifted on the blissed out pleasure and lazily licked into each other’s mouth.
“I meant what I said last night,” Robby said between the soft press of lips.
Dennis hummed and propped himself up on his elbow; it took him out of range of Robby’s lips and he couldn’t help but pout up as Dennis smiled fondly down at him. “You said a lot last night. What exactly are you talking about?”
“What do you think I’m talking about?” Robby said, eyebrow cocked.
Dennis tilted his head, eyes darting across Robby’s face. “You said a lot of serious shit yesterday. And I could really misread the room right now and bring up the wrong thing and–”
“What serious stuff did I talk about last night?” Robby muttered, lip kinked in confusion.
The look Dennis shot him was withering. “Langdon. Your PTSD that, to be honest, I’m not convinced isn’t also some form of OCD. The fact that you drove halfway across the city to pick me up from what you thought was a hook-up because you were worried about me. Do you want me to keep going?”
Robby hooked his hands under his head, shimmied a little more comfortably into the mattress, and suppressed a wince when he felt the drying mess in his pants. “Yeah, keep going.”
“You also said that you loved me,” Dennis whispered; he would have looked relaxed if Robby couldn’t feel the clench of Dennis’s hand against his pec.
“Did I?” Robby said, letting his words hang in the air before he smirked. “Oh yeah, I did, didn’t I?”
Dennis bounced his head as his fingers traced nervous patterns into Robby’s chest hair. “Yeah, you did.”
“I love you, Dennis.” Robby cupped Dennis’s face and traced his lower lip with his thumb. “I love you so much. And I fucking miss you everyday in the Pitt.”
A small shy smile bloomed on Dennis’s face. “Really?”
“Mhm.” Robby pushed up to kiss Dennis but hesitated when Dennis swallowed roughly. “Dennis?”
“Are you sure? Because… and I need to make myself extremely clear here, I love you. I really love you. But if you have any doubt at all, you have to tell me because I can still change my internship to another hospital.” Dennis’s eyes darted across Robby’s face. “Because I can’t be chill about this. I can’t… I can’t just get over this. You’re it… for me. And you might not try to ruin my life if we’re in the same hospital and this falls apart but I absolutely will ruin yours.”
Something hideously possessive and dangerously violent purred in Robby’s chest.
Which should have been a bad sign but Robby was far past pretending to be anything other than obsessed with Dennis.
“We’ll tell the hospital about it. If this…” He gestured between them. “... falls apart, then my life would already be ruined. You’re it for me too.”
“Good,” Dennis muttered before sealing the promise into Robby’s mouth.
A fist banged against the door. “I know you’re having a heart to heart…” Santos barked through the door. “...or a cock to cock or whatever it is you do. But we’re going to be late.”
Robby glanced at the clock and winced. “Oh shit.”
“We’re coming!” Dennis called, shooting out of bed and jogging into his bathroom.
Santos pretended to gag. “I hope you mean coming outside and not… nevermind! Just hurry up!”
The shower turned on and Robby blinked up at the ceiling.
He glanced at the window.
It would be easy.
Just grab his clothes and run.
He rolled to his feet and tossed his dirty boxers into the hamper before joining Dennis in the shower.
They were ten minutes late to work.
The second Dana saw Robby walk in with Dennis, she rolled her eyes and handed Perlah a fifty.