Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 11pm -> the backseat of a car parked in the pouring rain on a lonely road. ] / tw: wlw, making out.
“Finally…”
There’s no rush, not after months of fighting in the court to get her divorce. You’ve waited enough, and now, you want to enjoy it as much as you can.
The kiss is languid, slow, passionate and filled with so much unresolved emotions.
She tastes like the cigarette she smoke after she stepped out of the court, the champagne you shares in the bar nearby. She tastes like home, like an unwritten yet familiar song you’ve yearned years to hear.
She slowly pushes you down on the backseat of her car, making room for herself between your legs without breaking the kiss. One of her hand curls against the seat to hold herself up while the other wraps around your throat gently, holding you in place as she sucks the air out of your lungs.
Her breasts are pressed on yours, her hair falling around your face while her tongue dances with yours. The rain hits the hood of the car, creating an atmosphere full of love among the darkness of the road.
Hi darling! Hope you’re okay. Would love to hear your thots on Jack Abbot w/the clockwork prompt:
[ 9PM ] the threshold of an apartment, knocking to be let out of the hailstorm.
I’ll literally take anything lmao! 🩶🫶
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 9pm -> the threshold of an apartment, knocking to be let out of the hailstorm. ] / HIIII OMG I LOVE THIS SM THANK YOUUUU🥹🥹🥹 funny how it’s exactly 9pm that i’m writing this lol
The first knock is a shock, the second and third, and the ten others that follow are even more surprising. You aren’t expecting anyone that you know of, especially not at such a late hour and with the worst storm you’ve ever seen in Pittsburgh.
“I’m coming–“ you groan as you stand up from the couch, walking to see who is disturbing your night off from the hospital, “…Dr. Abbot?”
Jack Abbot — the hottest man you’ve ever seen, your attendee, the only person in the world who you tried to impress every day — the same Jack Abbot you get those butterflies in your chest when he is around.
“What are you doing here?” You don’t open the door completely, but the look he gives you from head to toe makes you change your mind — the storm, of course, “Shit, come in! You’re soaked!”
“I had to see you.” It’s a shaky whisper that leaves his mouth, shuddering as he runs a hand through his wet curls, “I just… I can’t do this anymore.”
Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach, closing the door before you turn to look at him. He looks like a kicked puppy, dripping and near tears.
You have never seen him like this; so fragile.
“You’re scaring me, Doctor—“
“Jack, my name is Jack,” he snaps but shakes his head in apology, “Sorry… but I can’t hold back anymore.”
“I don’t understand—“
The moment he pulls you close by a hand on your waist to crash his lips into yours, a thunderbolt strikes, making the sky grumble and the trees shake.
He kisses you with pent-up affection as if he has been denying himself the sweetest treat ever. He doesn’t let you breathe, hell, it seems like he can’t breathe either with how intense he is tasting you.
“I’ve been meaning to do this for a while now,” he mumbles over your lips, droplets of water falling on your face from his hair, “Guess I just needed to take the lead.”
Those prompts are all so beautiful! Its so hard to pick but my heart is leaning towards 11pm with Robby
-Mel 💕
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 11pm -> the backseat of a car parked in the pouring rain on a lonely road. ] / wanted to do a girl dad robby but a smut came out oops
“You’re so beautiful…”
He groans against your chest, long arms enveloping you in his embrace as you bounce on his dick, your hands running down his back, scratching his skin.
“Robby-“ you hiccup when his cock nudges the sweet spot inside you when you grind down on him, making you both gasp for air, “So good to me.”
No one is here to see you, to judge you for this late night rendezvous. It’s just you and Robby in the middle of an empty road with ragged breaths and heavy panting filling the car.
It wasn’t supposed to happen, not like this, not when you were introduced as Jake’s boyfriend to him. But who wouldn’t fall for his charming personality and goofy dad jokes? You did, and that is what’s got you in this position.
He looks at you with hazy eyes as you ride him with all the energy you have left, gripping him like a vice as you get closer to your high, and you feel him twitching inside you.
You wish you could disappear from everyone’s lives and have this corner to yourself for eternity, but for now, you will enjoy what you can get.
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 2am -> the [ lobby / room ] of a run-down motel during a tumultuous storm. ] / ofc bestieeee🥹🥹
He is not weak, not at all, but with each grumbling of the sky he flinches. He is not scared of the thunderstorm, but he is scared of the remembrance of Julia’s terrified face when she would hide under his blanket during storms.
You are on your side of the bed — the very creaky uncomfortable bed in the motel you had to sleep in — and you look so peaceful and beautiful in his eyes.
He wishes he could have the same luxury, but it is still a win if one of you can get some sleep. And he is glad it is you because he can’t bear the idea of you being scared.
“Andrew?” Your voice is barely above a whisper but he hears it clearly in the pitch black room, flinching when you curl your fingers around his biceps, “Come here.”
He does without questions, inching down so he is on your pillow, turning around so you can wrap your arm around his torso and press a kiss to the back of his head.
He has never been like this, or at least before you came into his life. Now, he is trusting you with the care of his body, the protection he thought he had made for himself and learned he didn’t as soon as you stepped into his life.
[ 5AM ] a cabin in the frozen woods, large fire raging under the hearth. SCREAMS ROBBY
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 5am -> a cabin in the frozen woods, large fire raging under the headth ] / OMG IT DOES!!!!
“I’m too old to have sex on the floor.”
“You didn’t even lift a finger!” You laugh, pinching his arm slightly, “You just laid there! No workout for those rusty knees, old man.”
“You act like I didn’t have you screaming my name just a few minutes ago,” he kisses the top of your head, pulling you closer to him, almost pulling you all the way on top of him, “It’s the smug pride talking in you.”
“Hush! Stop ruining the moment!” You snuggle closer to him, burying your face in his neck, smelling the woody scent, “Wish we could stay here forever.”
“Best purchase of my life, huh?” He draws mindless circles on your naked back, looking at the flames roaring in the hearth.
“Yeah, now you have the perfect place to hide from the world.”
“We, sweetheart,” he kisses your forehead, grinning when you hum and sigh at his touch, “We have the best corner of the world.”
6 PM prompt (a car interior, passengers stuck on a dangerously snowy & dark road.) with rabbot? i KNOW you will do this justice <3
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 6pm -> a car interior, passengers stuck on a dangerously snowy & dark road ] / poly!rabbot & I have zero information about USA’s geography and weather so:>>>>>>>
“Tell me again why we decided to listen to you?”
“Because I know my way around this town better than the two of you.”
“Too cocky for someone who got us caught up in the fucking snow in Utah.”
Jack rolls his eyes at you and Robby’s annoyed words, kissing his teeth as his grip tightens around the wheel.
It was supposed to be your week off from the hospital, away from the smell of the antiseptics and the buzzing of the ER — but somehow, Jack has managed to ruin the peaceful experience with his ‘I know where the fuck I’m going, alright?’ And refused to use any sort of map to get the directions right.
“How many times have you actually been here?” You ask, turning in the passenger seat, giving him a nasty look while Robby lays on the backseat, one arm dropped over his face.
“Enough to know we are close to our hotel,” Jack snaps back, rubbing a hand down his face, “Quit being a brat, and don’t talk.”
“Oh wow, very mature! Instead of admitting you are wrong, you’re telling me to shut up. Jack, it’s snowing, we’re in the middle of nowhere! And it’s fucking dark!”
“What do you want me to do about it?” He groans, glaring at you with the same energy you are giving him, “Carve a fucking tunnel and push the cars out of my way?”
“For start, you can use a digital map instead of the one you insist that you’ve memorized.”
“You,” this time Jack glares at Robby through the rear mirror, “don’t get to tell me what to do, brother. Alright? Two mouthy assholes in this tight place ain’t gonna help the clouds to stop snowing.”
“What if we get robbed? Kidnapped even? How the fuck do you know the routes, Jackie?”
“Don’t use that fucking name, oh my fucking—“ Jack takes a deep breath, knuckles whitening as he tries not to shout at you, “I’ve been here a thousand times before. And do you wanna know what I did?”
“What?” You lean closer to him and he mimics you, a smug smirk on his face, “What did you, Jackie?”
“I fucked women in the same car, on the same road we are at, love.”
“Fuck you—“
“He’s trying to provoke you, love,” Robby interrupts you, knowing damn well how staying in the car for more than a few hours makes you agitated — so does Jack, “C’mon, you know him, and you are better than him.”
“Fine,” you give Jack a devilish smile before unfastening your seatbelt and kicking your shoes off, crawling into the backseat so you can snuggle with Robby, “Drive safe, Jackie.”
9am with Michael Robanivich? Something something they’re newly broken up and stuck in a diner for a few hours together.
Do they talk? Does he sit and pine? Does he remember every good moment with her and try to get her back?
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 9am -> a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window ] / I’m gonna merge these two together hope you don’t mind!!!
There was a reason Robby never did night shifts — except for the last night — and recently, it turned out to be two reasons.
1. He hated the darkness that surrounded the hospital. It suffocated him and 2. You.
Freshly turned attendee you who took the night shifts just to avoid looking into his eyes and contemplate what went wrong during your relationship. And he knew it, hell he fucking knows it.
Especially now that he is sat across you in a full diner with no room to move because people just pile in to not get wet under the pouring rain.
You are eating in silence, head down and eyes staring at the omelette in your plate. You’re just as beautiful as he remembers, more even cause he saw you yesterday and somehow you have managed to glow up in twenty four hours.
“Aren’t you–“
“I’m sorry.”
That makes you look up, eyes wide open and lips parted in shock. He doesn’t know what he is doing, but he knows if he doesn’t grovel, if he doesn’t say anything he will lose the only good thing in his life.
“For what?”
“For everything…” the sound of the rain clattering down the window fills the silence between the two of you among the chatter of the diner, “For pushing you away when all you wanted to do was to love me right.”
“You should have given me a chance, Robby.”
“I know, and I’m willing to do anything to let you back in,” his eyes are pleading, or at least he hopes they are, “I won’t push you away, I promise.”
“It’ll take more than just a breakfast to win me back,” you take a bite out of your meal, “but that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to try again.”
And for the first time in a while, Robby beams at you. Maybe the night shift isn’t as bad as he thought. It could grow on him if he lets it.
Abbot and [ 9AM ] a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window? Like after shift?
Clockwork prompts<3 / [ 9am -> a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window ]
“This tastes so good!”
“Good to know,” Jack smiles, taking a sip of his tea as he looks at you stuff your mouth with food after a shift of only surviving on protein bars and coffee, “Next time you should come to my place. I can cook for you.”
“Is this your way of saying you want me at your house for other activities as well?” You smile in victory when he shakes his head and looks at you with a smug expression.
“I didn’t say that.”
“But you implied it.”
He rolls his eyes this time, looking out of the window, watching as the droplets fall from the edge of the window, the clouds hiding the morning sun.
“Why do you make everything harder for me?”
“I didn’t say anything!” You chuckle and he follows, “And I’m pretty sure I didn’t say no to neither of those.”
