Hucklerabbot AU, but it's Rabbot who take Dennis home after a party, sure they'll "destroy" the boy (in a good way), only to be surprised.
The parties thrown by Pitt's emergency department were definitely... something.
You'd expect calm and tranquility from professional doctors and nurses: something quick and easy, just long enough to have a laugh and go home.
They were at a club in the heart of Pittsburgh's nightlife, Victoria dancing with Trinity to an old pop song, the purple and pink lights of the club making Robby dizzy, no longer used to all that movement.
"So, shall we do it?" Jack shouted in his ear, leaning closer and brushing his friend's earlobe with his lips to make himself heard. He pointed with his chin to a spot on the other side of the dance floor.
Jesse was twirling Dana, both of them laughing like kids, and next to them, Dennis Whitaker was sitting on a stool, a glass in his hand and his cheeks red, chuckling to himself as he watched his friends and colleagues let loose.
Robby looked at the boy, then at Jack, licking his lips gently as he tried to suppress a smile.
“You think he’ll pay attention to two old men like us?” he asked, looking straight at the boy.
Abbot snorted, gently pushing the man’s shoulder.
“Speak for yourself, I’m not old, and besides, have you seen the way he looks at us? He eats us up with his eyes. You know what they say about country boys, they’re amazing in bed.” He winked, and Robby rolled his eyes dramatically.
An hour later, they were in the couple's apartment. Dennis was sitting on the couch, a freshly opened can of beer in his hands, smoke still rising from the ashtray, his eyes darting around the room.
Jack sat down next to him, opening his can with one hand and wrapping his arm around the boy's waist.
Robby did the same, placing his own hand on Dennis's shoulder.
"So, shall we have some fun?" He took the can from the boy, placing it on the glass table in front of them, and proceeded to pepper his neck with small kisses.
Jack took a long drink from the can, licking the liquid from his upper lip before sliding his hands under the boy's shirt.
He stopped when Dennis's hands, smaller and softer, grabbed his wrists, blocking his path.
“Can we—can we talk or something? Maybe kiss a little before—” He was red, red as a ripe tomato, his blue eyes looked a little wet, his chest rising and falling with his breathing.
Robby also froze, lifting his face from the boy's neck, looking between him and his husband with a raised eyebrow.
“Dennis, are you a virgin?” he asked, not malice or anything, just out of curiosity.
Dennis groaned softly, closing his eyes and getting up from the couch, his knee bumping the table.
“Sorry if this wasn't the kind of night you were thinking of. I—I can take an Uber to go home, just—”
“Hey, hey, don't worry, no one here judges anyone, and no one has to leave.”
He thought about it for a moment.
“Unless you want to, of course.”
He looked at his two bosses, two older men with far more experience than him, before sitting back down with a sigh.
“It’s just that I want to do it. There were a few times where I wanted to, but then I panic, and every time I tell the other person I’m a virgin, they complain because they don’t want to babysit me.” He spoke in one breath, hugging his arms tightly to his chest.
“Well, they’re idiots,” Jack said as he took a sip from the can, smiling softly at the boy.
“There’s a first time for everyone, don’t you think? If you let us, we could… guide you.” Robby slowly approached, burying his nose in the straw-colored curls.
Dennis thought about it for a second or two before swallowing loudly and nodding.
“Okay, but I want to go slow, at least this time.” They both nodded.
“You set the pace, honey.” He put his hands back on the boy's waist, without slipping them under his shirt.
"So..." Jack continued, gently biting his lower lip.
"You mentioned kissing earlier, right?" He looked at him, feeling his heart skip a beat when he heard Dennis laugh.
The boy leaned in slowly, connecting their lips, while Robby returned to tickling his neck with kisses.
Trinity😈: Huckleberry, where are you? You didn't sleep at home last night! What foolish man dared to touch my best friend?
You: Good morning, Dr. Santos, don't worry, Dennis is safe and sound at Dr. Abbot's and mine, we'll have him back in one piece before lunch. See you later. -MR
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