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Robby had learned far too much about himself this past year.
A gay crisis at fifty-four was one thing. Almost manageable. Made sense why he could never attach himself to a woman for more than seven weeks at a time. Why he kept tracking Whitaker across the ED floor. Why his eyes lingered too long on the kid's lips and felt his chest zing when he watched a soft tongue dart out and wet them. Christ, and it made him feel like a fucking pervert. Cause he is.
Today, Robby came to the harsh realization he might have a piss kink.
Which—whatever! It would be one thing if it was—well, him, maybe. If Robby was the one needing to piss. If he was the one doing a pee dance in the middle of the fucking ED. Twitching, flushed as he sat and attempted to chart. Sweat coating his forehead. Blonde curls starting to become damp against pink skin. Whimpering. So quiet the kid probably thought no one could hear.
So. There wasn't another explanation as to why he got hard watching Whitaker desperate to piss.
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Robby finds Dennis' piss play porn.
Dennis follows him to the bathroom in which Robby's zipper gets stuck.
Kinktober 2026: watersports
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- Part 1 of pittkinktober 2026
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02 Oct 2026
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Dennis’ first Halloween party out as a woman proves to be extremely tempting for Robby.
She stepped forward into his space, fluttering her long lashes up at Robby. His breath hitched as the scent of Dennis' perfume hit him. "Bet you can't guess who I am."
Robby swallowed hard. Fuck, she was going to kill him. "Depends. What are we betting?"
"Hmm let's see." Dennis looked around, rocking in her cowgirl boots. Robby took the chance to revel in her beauty. The soft expanse of her thighs were a siren's call, and Dennis' little waist was just begging to be grabbed. When Robby looked up from her cleavage, she was grinning at him. His cheeks burned red and Robby got lost in the allure of her stormy eyes. Dennis bravely broke the tension. "How about a drink?"
Robby huffed. "I'd be happy to get you a drink regardless, sweetheart."
This time it was Dennis who's cheeks grew pink. "Two drinks then, since I'm gunna win." With that little buck toothed smile, Dennis could have whatever she wanted from Robby.
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- Part 1 of Trans Woman Dennis
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02 Oct 2026
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The kid’s on fire. The heat that meets Robby’s hands is furious and intense, indicating a fever that definitely wasn’t there before this trauma began. The way Whitaker immediately sags into the hold, immediately collapsing against Robby like he’s unable to keep himself upright as soon as hands are laid upon him, is only the nail in the coffin.
Dead patient still on the table. Deeply stressful situation after an entire shift’s worth of deeply stressful situations, compounding again and again and again. A damp heat to his forehead when Robby’s palm slips under his bangs, and a new, sweet tang to the air, already strong enough to push past the scent blockers he knows the kid is religious about wearing.
Whitaker presses his face harder to Robby’s hand like he’s trying to hide in it.
Shit. Robby knows what this is.
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Dennis gets clobbered by a stress heat during a trauma. Robby and Jack get him through.
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02 Oct 2026
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Dennis probably should have waited another five minutes before leaving the on-call room himself, because he managed to run right into Mateo, looking fresh as a daisy, in the hall. The nurses were the biggest gossips in the hospital. Fucking hell.
Dennis gulped. He knew he looked exactly like someone who had been recently fucked.
Mateo smirked at him.
“Were you in the on-call room with Dr. Abbot?” he asked knowingly.
In which, I need to visit some popular and overused tropes to put The Characters in Situations. There may be plot. There will definitely be Porn.
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02 Oct 2026
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After a couple of seconds, he lifted his head again, his eyes going wide at the sight of Robby stretching his arms behind his head as he groaned. The sight wasn’t unfamiliar but this time, he couldn’t help but notice the way the sweaty fabric of Robby’s scrubs pulls against his stomach.
Dennis had to bite his bottom lip, stifling a whimper before it could escape. Suddenly the room felt a lot hotter and Dennis’ breaths were coming out quiet and staggered.
He tried not to let his mind wander. Tried not to think about the soft expanse of Robby’s large stomach. Tried not it think about how soft it would be under his hands, how it would move while Dennis bounced on Robby’s—
“Whitaker.”
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Dennis downloads Grindr to ‘get his freak on’ and ends up in a relationship with his boss without realising.
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02 Oct 2026