trans! dennis who forgot that robby didn’t know.
after months of tension, they both finally snap during a random spat, in some supply closet at the pitt.
robby has whitaker pinned against a wall, his large hands on the kid’s hips, as he guides them to grind on the leg he slotted between dennis’ thighs ,and shit- the boy’s not turned on.
fuck, is robby taking advantage of his resident ? he could swore whitaker was into it, he’s grabbing robby’s face with so much force, delicious little whines escaping mouth while his lips are still on robby’s, and he’s pulling the man impossibly closer to himself- but the proof’s right there. or at least, what should be right there isn’t, and that’s proof enough.
dennis panics when dr robby suddenly pulls out, oh no he’s gonna say it was a mistake and he regrets it, no, no, no!, but then, his attending just sighs defeated, and drops his forehead on the wall, right above dennis’ ear.
‘do you even want this kid ? is it- am i doing something wrong ?’
dennis is so confused. he feels so good, his mind is bordering on fuzzy, his eyes started to glaze over, and he’s so so wet, wetter than he’s ever been and oh.
oh. the idiot. the absolute, complete, idiot.
he never did tell robby he was trans, did he.
‘erm, no sir, you were doing everything really right,’ dennis breathes out after a moment, willing his voice not to shake. he knows robby will be cool with it, and he doesn’t wanna make a big deal out of it, but it’s still quite an awkward coming out situation.
‘i wish you could feel how wet i am for you right now, dr robby’
dennis feels robby’s hands tightening in a bruising grip on his hips, then the man picks his head back up. when he finally looks at dennis again, his irises are nearly gone.
‘yeah ? show me, pretty boy’
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