Work Text:
3:00 am
It was another 15 hr shift at Pittsburg Trauma Medical Center everyone was on high alert, earlier that day there had been a bus crash of college athletes on their way back to campus from a cheer competition putting everyone in a scramble
33 cheerleaders
1 coach
2 assistant coaches
3 trainers
1 medic
The waterboy and the bus driver
42 passengers total
The bus had collided with 4 frat boys driving a tricked out car with little care for other drivers on the road, loud and obnoxious, speeding over 120mph swerving between cars loud music and to put the cherry on top, they had also been hotboxing [smoking weed] the car while driving
It was 10pm when they had collided with the overnight bus returning from the competition, the scene was a firey mess,
The head coach had sustained third degree burns on 22% of his body
The first assistant coach had not made it out while the other sustained massive injury and skin removal on her back and was thrown from the bus as she slid down the pavement and sustained 6 broken ribs, a broken arm and fractured hip
The medic had sustained 4 broken ribs and a broken ankle along with a concussion but still attempted to tend to the injured passengers
Two of the trainers had gotten burns on their bodies as well, with one sustaining 3rd degree burns on 10% of her body while the other had burns all up his leg and back
The third trainer had also sustained serious injuries and was currently in a medically induced coma in the ICU following a spinal injury
The water boy had not survived succumbing to his burns and broken neck at the scene
Three of the cheerleaders had sustained 3rd degree burns on their legs and arms, broken ribs and fractures all around but survived
One cheerleader had shattered his shin and ankle along with broken ribs and burns on his chest, leaving his future in cheering unknown
Two of the cheerleaders did not survive the collision and died at the scene
Two others had been taken off of life support by their families after they had realized that they were unlikely to wake up nor live a proper full life if they ever were to wake up, donating their organs after they passed on
Four had been thrown and were in surgery with internal bleeding and bones that stuck outside their bodies
Five cheerleaders and the driver had miraculously walked away with minor to severe bruising but over all physically well but mentally in distress after surviving
The rest of the team had barely walked with their lives, broken ribs, broken legs, fractures, stitches and minor burns
As for the frat boys all but one died in the fiery crash that evening with the one survivor being taken away into police custody, his wealthy father trying to bribe the officers to no avail, money could not bring back the six lives that died that evening and the others who are forever changed after the collision
As the police handcuff the suspect to the bed Robby sighs and walks out of the room, looking over the chaos in the ED as everything had just begun to simmer down
He hated scenes like this especially with people so young with their lives ahead of them some dead some forever changed, he goes over to the room where the those who had died and yet to be identitfied were placed after a moment of respectful silence he walks out to attend to the other patients in the ED
He sees Whitaker tending to a patient who had taken a tumble down the stairs in the middle of the nights checking to ensure all was well before admitting them for observation,
As Whitaker puts in his notes into the computer Robby goes towards him and looks over his shoulder, the scent of sweat and the faint scent of a young man’s cologne linger, leaning on the edge of the the counter he whispered into Whitaker’s ear
“Good job with those notes Whitaker….by the way love that cologne on you” Robby takes in the scent of Whitaker’s cologne. He adored teasing the young man who thoroughly enjoyed it. Whitakers face goes bright red as he becomes flustered and stammers
“Oh uh um i- thanks Dr. Robby i- im glad you like it i- em uh thanks” Whitaker stammers as he blushes
Robby walks away to another patient smiling, Santos observant as ever smiles and leans over to Princess and Perlah, whispering “Sinabi ng $20 na magkasama silang natulog” [$20 said they slept together]
Whitaker watches Robby walk away, he cant help but stare at him to which Santos immediately begins to tease him
4:00 am
Besides the frequent fliers and a woman giving birth in the ED as there was no time to get her to labor and delivery, nothing much was happening on the ward
The smell of the disinfectant and sounds of labor and the machines fill the air, all the doctors took this grace period to use the bathroom, scarf down their dinners/breakfasts as quickly as possible and put in their notes into the system. Santos, Princess and Perlah all quietly gossiping in tagalog as they eat and put in their notes. A patient comes in drunk bleeding from his nose with a cut on his forehead and bruising all over, walked in by two friends ‘weekend at bernies’ style’ the three men clearly coming in from a night out on the town Mel and langdon immediately tend to the middle aged man who was at a nightclub drunker than he should have been and tumbled down the stairs. As Mel and Langdon begin to assess him and check his reflexes one of his friends went to the counter to get the paperwork for the visit.
“Alright just fill these out for him while doctors work on him” Nurse Evans tells the man as she hands him a clipboard and pen
The man nods and looks around as he begins to fill out the paperwork , “huh is it always this quiet this time of day?”
An audible groan and muffled curses can be heard from doctors and nurses
“Is he fucking serious?-” Santos mumbles as she hears the forbidden word
“Fucking bastard-” Mckay mutters as she scarfs down the final bit of her sandwich
The young man confused looks to Dana confused at the reaction. Dana looks at him and sighs “some advice young man…next time youre in the ER never use the Q word-” Dana is cut off by the sounds of sirens and shouts from paramedics rushing in patients
6 people involved in a drunk driving accident
4 Heart attacks
And a small fire at an apt complex bringing in countless due to smoke inhalation and injuries
And the cherry on top, the morning rush of patients from the nearby nursing home
Whitaker watching the flood of patients coming in puts his coffee down and stands up to go to the patients only for Robby to wrap his arm around Whitaker, the scent of Robby’s cologne and sweat lingering in his skin and scrubs as he pulls the smaller man towards him with ease his hand alone the size of Whitakers neck alone as Robby wraps his hand on the back of Whitakers neck.
“Not so fast hot shot youre with me” Robby tells Whitaker as he pulls him towards the apt fire patients to assess their wellbeing and tend to them. Robby cant help but notice how much smaller Whitaker is and how easily the young doctor is manhandled, Whitakers soft skin on the back of his neck and eager to please demeanor, Robby couldnt resist but pull him in and take him along for the rush, admiring the young mans arms, he clearly works out but still is a bit slender admiring the rural farm boy turned big city doctor
6:00 am
As the day shift comes to clock in for work, the night shift leaves, the insanity had died down by then.
Whitaker and Robby gather their things at their lockers, Whitaker seated on the ground, elbows on his knees as his hands rest under his jaw catching a moment of peace as his shift ends. Robby standing at his locker gathering his things
Whitaker cant help himself he realizes he is eye level with Robbys….. He tries to not stare but he can’t help but wonder how thick Robby’s cock must be, how it must smell and taste, he thinks about how it would feel to wrap his lips around the tip and suck, to put more of Robby’s cock in his mouth and feel those large hands pull at his hair as his throat is fucked by the older man,without realzing he has been staring for a while now, his lips shiny with saliva as Whitaker licks his lips staring at what he wishes was his next meal, practically in a trance only to brought back to reality as Robby is standing infront of Whitaker his crotch only slightly more closer to the young mans face than before, Robby clears his throat as he has his jacket, his bag and motorcycle keys in his hands staring down at the younger man with a smirk
“Whitaker….if youre gonna stare at my junk this much you might as well blow me…” Robby stares into the younger mans eyes, the light behind him like a halo, his salt and pepper hair and wrinkles serving as proof of experience in life and more, Robby looks down at the younger man, smooth skin and big blueish grey eyes, the dark circles underneath and his light brown hair illuminated by the lights above him , Robby can see the younger man’s face turn red as he begins to stammer and stutter looking for an excuse and response,
“Oh my god- im sorry i- um no- i wasnt- this- no- um what happened- I um-” Whitaker anxiously says as his face goes red realizing he had been caught
Robby laughs “I’m fucking with ya whats on your mind kid talk to me”
Whitaker softly laughs “oh it's a joke i thought you were serious haha” Whitaker growing more embarrassed and disappointed as deep down he wishes that it was a serious question
Robby notices the slight disappointment on Whitakers face and raises his eyebrow “whats wrong, did you want me to be serious?”
Whitaker looks up, silence as he does not know what to say next looking up at Robby
Robby leans over and places his one of his large hands under Whitakers chin to have the younger man meet his gaze, his hand larger than whitakers chin “Use your words- Did you want me to be serious?”
Whitaker face goes red and after a moment he realizes the older man is serious and nods
“Tsk tsk Use your words, I don’t do nods and hums, I wanna hear you say it, Yes or No….” Robby whispers “Do you want to suck my cock?”
Whitaker looks at him and nods before whispering “God, Yes please…”
Robby smirks as he opens his locker and hands the younger man a helmet, “alright your coming home with me”
Before he knew it he was on the back of Robby’s motorcycle, arms wrapped around Robby’s chest, their helmets touching, feeling the wind around him, wearing Robby’s leather jacket which smelled like leather , sweat and cologne, the jacket too large for Whitaker but Robby always made sure his passengers were well protected from the dangers of the motorcycle, the warm summer air and golden morning sun
They get to Robby’s place, putting the motorcycle away and making his way to Robbys place. Robby closes the door behind them and takes the helmet off of whitaker, sweat causing his hair to stick to his forehead and takes his jacket off of whitaker and hangs it up.
Robby’s apartment was much nicer than whitakers, mature, good furniture made of real wood and a large book shelf, his degrees hanging on the wall, warm forest green walls and real wood flooring, a bar cart with premium whisky and whisky glasses amongst the selection of liquor. The walls are covered in photos from his life and photos taken on hikes. The books on the shelf range from classics like Shakespeare , Frankenstein, Little Women , Steven King, encyclopedia britanica, cook books, books on the rise and fall of the roman empire, academic reads, photo albums and more. Trinkets and more on the shelves from his travels and from different points of his life. A record stand made of dark oak wood with decades and decades worth of vinyls with a record player on top of it.
whitaker admires the home as he puts his stuff down on a bench near the door, being sure to take off his shoes along with Robby who had already settled in and was leaning against the kitchen island to the left of the doorway, the cast iron skillets and stainless steel cookware hanging above him. Whitaker makes his way to the couch sitting down on the dark brown couch the fabric is made of dark brown wool the coffee table is real wood, oak with the newspaper and some travel books on it.
“Nice place robby”
“Thanks” Robby smiles, taking pride in his home as he looks the younger doctor up and down “make yourself comfortable, do you need anything? Water? Snack maybe?” he says as he makes his way behind the couch rubbing whitakers shoulders
Whitaker blushes and stammers, the touch fuels the intense desire building inside the young man, “no thanks robby I’m fine”
Robby nods and moves towards his bedroom and looks to the younger man on his couch and motions him to follow him inside.
Whitaker makes his way to robbys bedroom looks around the room, oak wood bed frame, a map with pins in it on the wall, a oak wood dresser and closet, the bathroom to the right and gorgeous night stand with a beautiful lamp, his current read, Steven King's The Long walk on the nightstand along with a pack of cigarettes a glass of water and some pill bottles , he turns to robby who has already taken his shirt and pants off sitting on the bed in his boxer briefs, his face goes red,
Robby is tall, he average leaning on slim with an amount of body hair that makes Whitaker’s mind race with desire a bulge that makes his mind go blank
Whitaker begins to take his clothes off, Robby admiring the younger man, muscular, blonde body hair on his arms and legs yet his chest is shaved and though he wishes for the young to have grown out the chest hair he has reason to believe he would not grow much anyway considering he already knows Whitaker cannot grow a beard
Whitaker stands there in his boxers, nervous and excited
“Go to the bathroom, in the bottom draw you’ll see boxes of disposable enema bottles, empty out the liquid and rinse it out and fill it up with warm not hot warm water and clean yourself out till the water turns clear, doctors orders” Robby instructs whitaker who follows suit
When he comes out having followed the instructions perfectly he sits next to Robby who was opening his drawer, took out two condoms and held them up
A vanilla flavored one and a banana flavored one
“Pick one”
Whitaker chooses vanilla
“You’ve done this before?” robby says as he pulls his underwear off and reveals his long hard erection before slipping the condom on
Whitaker nods, he has but never with someone so much more experienced than him and larger
“What did i say-”
“Uh yeah- yes, yes i did in college a bunch of times but i’ll be honest your the largest and um the-”
“Oldest?”
“Yeah..”
“Thats alright we’ll go slow okay dennis?”
“Thanks”
“Now get on your knees in front of me” to which Whitaker does just that , Robby held up his vanilla flavored erection and groaned as the young man begins to stroke and lick Robby’s erection taking in the scent of vanilla and robby’s sweat as he takes the erection into his mouth completely and feels the pubes brush against his nose.
“Holy fuck-” Robby groans as he feels the younger man’s mouth work magic, panting and moaning as whitaker continues to move his mouth up and down
Robby takes whitakers golden locks in his hand and guides the young man more, Whitaker moaning and humming, adding to the sensation. Whitaker was enjoying just as much if not more than Robby.
Robby releases into the condom as Whitaker pulls back, his own erection hard and tightening his boxers.
Robby carefully slips the condom off and ties it and tosses it into a small trash beside the bed, “Taker or giver?”
“Taker”
“Take those boxers off and get on the bed” Robby takes a bottle of water based lube out and after whitaker , now naked, sits in the middle of the bed Robby, gets two more condoms out, one ribbed the other non allowing Whitaker to make the choice again. Robby slips on the ribbed condom as the younger man requested, whitaker gets on his hands and knees on the bed, Robby begins to prep the younger man. Rubbing his backdoor entrance with lube, whitaker whines a bit feeling the older mans larger hands rub his hole. Robby preps whitaker’s hole, rubbing putting one finger in then two and once three fits in with ease and enough lube he removes his fingers and lays down, telling the younger man to lower himself on his erection.
“Ohh my gooooddd” whitaker moans out as he lowers himself onto robbys erection, robby grabbing whitaker’s hips guide his as he rides, the sounds of groans and moans, fill the room along with the creaking of the bed and skin to skin contact with each thrust and bounce.
“Youre doing so good, just like that there you go nice and slow” Robby moans out as he guides whitaker’s hips and thrusts into the younger man.
Whitaker moaning and digging his nails into robbys chest “oh my god oh my god oh fuck”
Each thrust sending waves of erotic pleasure throughout the bodies of both men, robby runs his hands over whitakers muscles and groaning with pleasure before taking whitakers erection into one lube covered hand and pumping him making the younger man whine and moan more
“Holy fuck Robby oh my god yes yes oh my god” whitaker whines at the sensation. The two men lock lips, tongues swirling in each others mouth, months and months of sexual tension getting fucked out right in this moment, hair pulling and chest scratches, each touch, scratch, hair pull only fueling the erotic pleasure, robby slapping whitakers ass who then begs for more and before he knows it he has cum all over Robbys chest and robby into the condom. He lifts himself up and off Robby who was cleaning himself up and tossing the tied off condom into the small bin nearby.
The two men panting and smiling, robby hands whitaker a maroon dry washcloth with MR embroidered onto one corner to clean up as he gets up, puts his underwear on and goes to the kitchen and comes back with a bottle of water for the young man and massages the young mans shoulders
“Keep the towel, i have hundred of them” whitaker nods as he calms down and drinks water, robby massages his arms and legs, then leans back onto the pillows and holding the younger man on his chest as he strokes his hair
“Did you enjoy it? Have a good time? You did really good in my opinion”
“Yeah i really liked that and you were amazing too” whitaker says softly as the older man holds him and strokes his short golden curls.
The following week
Whitaker came in for his shift, sweaty with santos as her car was in the shop leaving to walk to work this morning. He gets to his locker, langdon having taken public transportation also felt the impact of the heat, the two men both reach their lockers, sweat dripping, putting their things away. Whitaker pulls out the maroon washcloth and wipes away his sweat glancing over at Langdon who was doing the same with a washcloth, a slightly faded maroon washcloth, whitaker had seen langdon with the cloth before, from the looks it was a only a bit older than his own. The two men lock eyes, awkwardly look at the washcloths in each other's hands then without saying a word put them away in their own lockers, closing them, and backing away awkwardly in opposite directions to go get fresh scrubs from different machines. A silent agreement to never speak of it. Princess having witnessed the entire thing, scurries off to find Perlah and Santos smiling deviously with joy having new hot gossip to spill. Santos informs the women in Tagalog about what time he came home after shift the day he received the washcloth, the three women laughing to the confusion of Robby, Langdon and Whitaker who were nearby.