everybody in the Pitt fandom: Jack Abbot is an eater. He would get on his knees for women. He's a certified Munch. He drinks his respecting women juice every day and knows how to service.
Girl I got this fic idea from insta and RAN to share it with you bc I loved The Bet and I think you can execute it so well!!! SO, Reader has a threesome with Abbot and Robby BUT one is praising her, the other degrading her!!! 🥴 You can pick who's who. Someone in the comments under the reel said "Good Top, Bad Top" 🤣 it sent me 🤣😂🤣 I think that could also be the title but you can change that, if you decide to write it. Im in desperate need.. If you don't want to do it, it's ok, but I hope someone does 🥵🥵🥵
Good Top, Bad Top
Rabbot x Resident!reader
CW: 18+ MDNI, smut, threesome, age gap (nonspecified), Oral (m/f), fingering, anal, unprotected PIV, Power dynamics, Pervy old men, and a teensy little breeding kink
Note: Thank you for the ask, it was so fun to write! I absolutely kept that title, it made me giggle out loud hehe. This was supposed to be out sooner, so sorry about that, but I have a curse that is the inability to write a short blurb and it ended up kinda long. But I hope this is okay and you enjoy !
You weren’t entirely sure how you ended up in this situation, but currently you were in the back seat of an uber squished between the bodies of your two attendings. It started out as a normal coworker get together for Javadi’s twenty-first birthday. Such a celebration meant that everyone who was not on the schedule to work was in attendance and those who were scheduled came before or after their shift.
Thankfully you were one of the ones who had it scheduled off, and so did Trinity and Dennis. Both of which were also subsequently your roommates and fellow doctors. You had been a year above Trinity in school but the two of you passed each other a few times in the halls. It wasn’t until your original roommate moved out at the same time you had heard she was looking for a place to live that the two of you truly connected.
And it wasn’t much later when you and Trinity had brought home Dennis like a stray dog after finding him in the abandoned area of the hospital after the Pittfest shooting. Which was also the day that you had walked in on your two very attractive attendings seemingly having a very intense conversation on the roof. You didn’t mean to interrupt, simply looking for a place to breathe after feeling the start of a panic attack after everything just happened.
Barging through the door with sharp breaths and red rimmed eyes you got about two steps past the threshold before you were colliding with a brick wall you swore shouldn’t be there. And you would be correct. Because it wasn’t a brick wall, it was Dr. Jack Abbot and Dr. Michael Robinavitch. The last two people that you wanted to be in front of at this moment. However, that quickly changed as large hands were soon gripping you in a grounding hold as soft words carried across the gusts of wind.
“Sweetheart you need to breathe okay,”
“Im gonna need you to look at us honey”
Never once in your few years of working within the PTMC had Robby called you sweetheart, nor Abbot calling you honey. It was enough of a shock to pull your focus slightly mid panic attack. Eyes finally gazing upward to meet deep brown and shadowed hazel. Warmth filled your cheeks as you did your best to suppress the familiar butterflies that had begun to creep up at their touch.
“I-I’m so sorry Dr. Abbot, Dr. Robby-” you did your best to separate yourself from their grip. But with Robby’s settled on your shoulders and Abbots on your cheeks, it was proving to become difficult. Instead their hands tightened just enough to stop your efforts of distancing yourself.
“None of that doctor nonsense right now sweetheart, okay? It’s Michael and Jack” Robby was the first to interrupt you with a soft tone caressing his words. The offers of their first names were so casual it had your mind going blank. Only their voices and the feeling of their hands were rattling around in your skull.
“Need an answer with words honey” Abbot’s tone was stiffer than Robby’s had been. And his words were followed by a slight tap-tap of his palm to the side of your cheek. The push and pull of both attendings had that slight fuzz in your brain still struggling to clear, but the need to have their approval won out. Allowing you to let out a small ‘y-yes.’
From day one as an MS4 on your emergency rotation at the PTMC you had been smitten with them at first sight. Their competence that they displayed within their jobs and the casual dominance they seemed to hold over their relationships had your knees buckling in need. But in hindsight maybe it was just you that they held such a dynamic with. You were too infatuated with the two older men to truly see it. Everyone else did though. And they did their damndest to get you to see it, but you refused to give into their teasing.
Refusing to believe they would want to waste their time with someone as young and inexperienced as you. Something you had continuously repeated to Trinity and Dennis over too much cheap wine and cheese plates on your weekly movie nights. Lamenting about how you were doomed to ogle but never touch, a statement that had them giggling how untrue it was. And they were right, because while you may not be touching them and reaching out at every opportunity they sure were.
When working with one or both of them, there was never a time you were in their presence and a hand wasn’t on your body. On your hip, an arm, lower back, a pat on the knee, and you could’ve sworn a graze to your ass a few times. They were also always making sure that you were doing what you needed to take care of yourself. ‘Go take a break’ or ‘go eat something’, sentiments that you found sweet and kind of them looking out for you. And like a good little resident who only wanted to please her attendings you never told them no, always nodding your head and saying a yes Dr. Abbott or Dr. Robby. Which then evolved to yes Jack or Michael after the trip to the roof.
All of which has landed you here, way too tipsy way too soon at Victoria's birthday gathering at the bar you all frequented. Absolutely raving to the birthday girl herself along with your two roommates how you’ll never know what their lips feel like, or how it would feel to be smushed between them.
“I just want to be suffocated between them you know” your words were slightly slower than normal and just a little bit slurred as you spilled your heat out to the small group.
“I don’t know w-why you don’t say anything s’how I got Garcia” Trinity giggled as she sipped on her drink.
“B-but Yoyo wanted you, they don’t want me” sticking the bottom of your lip out in a pout, you didn’t pay attention to the time or the fact that it was the end of the day shift and they could be seen trickling in. You also didn’t notice the way that a mischievous smirk made its way onto Victoria and Trinity's face while Dennis hid his amusement.
“And who are we talking about again?” Victoria’s question was interrupted by a hiccup, meanwhile you looked at her like she was stupid.
“Fucking Dr. hotties that’s who” a dreamy sigh left your lips while placing your chin into your hand, “Jackie and Mikey”
“A-And w-what” Trinity barely got through her sentence as her giggles mutated into almost full blown cackles, “what do you w-want them to do to you?”
Dennis tried to help you, he really did. Or at least that's what he would try to tell you if this all went bad. He would point out how he tried to get your attention and motion for you to ‘be quiet’ with a finger over his lips. But you couldn’t be stopped, the words were too busy flowing out of your mouth.
“I want them to literally use me like a ragdoll babes” and because you just couldn’t help yourself, you started using your hands to depict movements. “I want ‘em to stuff me so full I'll probably be worried about repercussions later. A-and I just know their cocks are huuuge!”
Those same hands that had been demonstrating all the positions that you wanted those men to pretzel you into began to lengthen into what constituted your imagination of their sizes. The entire time you spoke, laughter had weaved their way into your words. However, when a familiar gruff voice sounded behind you, any and all sounds that you were making died down immediately.
“Come on honey, is that what you think is huge?”
“Don’t tease her brother,” Robby’s own voice came in on your other side, “ the poor thing didn’t even know we were listening”
Within seconds the table had cleared before you could form the word ‘traitors’. After a painful half hour of you apologizing profusely and rambling to the two men they managed to down a few drinks without speaking one word. Staying silent until they had pulled you up and out of your chair and paid the tab. All before you found yourself crowded by their large figures against the side of the brick wall as you three waited for your uber. Robby was the first to capture your lips in a soft kiss, his beard hairs tickling your nose as your lips moved in sync. Only having a few moments to yourselves before Jack's rough scruff was dragging over your neck as his lips all but attacked your throat.
It was almost overwhelming having both of them on you. A feeling that was exacerbated when a sharp pinch had you gasping into Robby’s mouth, one that he swallowed without pause. He only pulled back when you let out a slight whimper as Jack sucked on that same spot he had just bitten into. The rush of pain was quickly paired with pleasure as Robby rubbed you through your underwear that had been peeking out under your short denim skirt. It had the cotton gusset soaked within seconds.
“I would say go easy on her but I think our sweet girl likes it,” he pushed the fabric to the side as he dips his middle finger between your folds, “She is absolutely dripping”
Robby's forehead rested against yours, watching how your expressions changed with each brush of his finger against your clit. Soon another large hand wrapped around the front of your throat, cutting off just enough air supply that it had your brain buzzing.
“Of course she likes it Mike, our little slut was just begging for us to fuck her dumb two seconds ago” His hand releases the pressure just a smidge allowing you to get a half breath in before he tilted your face away from Robbys and towards his.
Jack's kiss was notably different. Where Robby’s had been soft and exploring, Jacks was rough and dominating. His tongue instantly claimed the space of your mouth as Robby finally pushed his finger into your pulsing cunt, causing you to moan around Jack's tongue. All too soon they were pulling away at the notification chime that the driver was less than a minute away. The loss of warmth and friction had you pouting and chasing their bodies.
“Ah ah ah sweetheart, gonna need you to be good for us on the way back to ours.” Robby set your underwear back into place before sticking his finger into his mouth, letting the taste of you fill his senses.
“Don’t want the driver to know how desperate you are for two old men’s cocks do you, honey?” Jack’s sentence had you shaking your head as he took his thumbs to collect the spit glistening on your lips and shoving it back into your mouth.
The taste of whiskey, cheap beer, and tequila filled your mouth. Seconds after he pulled his finger from your lips the car pulled up. And this was exactly how you found yourself in the back of this car with a hand from each man resting just slightly too high on the inside of your thigh. The ride wasn’t long thankfully as you couldn't help yourself from grinding your hips just slightly so the seam of your still slightly askew underwear could rub against your clit. Words between the driver and your attendings had been exchanged but you were in no position to retain the conversation, nor participate.
“Its just so nice to know that parents still care about their kids getting home safely” The uber driver was oblivious to the the sick fantasies he had just played into with one simple sentence.
“Oh yeah, we just wanna make sure the kiddo gets home safe from the bars” Robby was the first to play into the role, emphasizing his words with a small pinch to your chin.
“Gotta make sure she stays safe from all the creeps and weirdos out on the streets, back in our day there was a lot more manners” Jack as usual was never far behind.
With a kind parting to the driver they handed him another 100$ tip before pulling you out of the car. Barely getting two steps into the large sleek house before they were on you once more. Jack began all but ripping your clothes off as Robby brought you into a slow measured kiss as his hands wandered the newly uncovered skin. The need to deepen the kiss was replaced with a gasp of surprise as your body was bent over a strong shoulder, and a sting of a sharp slap was delivered to your ass.
“Ouch! Put me down, I can walk you know!”
That had earned you another bruising hit to your bottom on the same spot.
“Oh ho ho, looks like the kid has a little brat in her” Robby’s surprised chuckle was released at your sharp words.
“Need your old men to fuck that new found attitude out of you don’t you?” Jack wasn’t even out of breath as he threw you onto the bed of the room the three of you had entered at the top of the stairs.
A squeak left your lips as you bounced on the bed, ending up at an angle that had your head hanging off the side and your legs halfway on the bed and part ways hanging off. You had begun to move and straighten your body out seeing as the weird position wasn’t making any sense. Elbows moving to prop your upper body, another smack sounded out. But this time it was a direct hit to your soaked cunt. Your clit was buzzing with the sensation, dropping your elbows while your hips writhed to ride out the shooting nerves.
“Aw Jack you’re being so mean to her,” Robby kneeled down at the end of the bed where your legs were positioned, hooking your legs over his shoulders as he gave feather light kisses to the inside of your thighs. “She’s been good so far, haven't you?”
“Y-yes s’good, I’ll b-be s’good!” The last word was drawn out as Robby’s warm tongue licked a thick stripe from the entrance of your cunt all the way to the top where he flicked the bundle of nerves before doing it twice more. Collecting as much of your arousal as he could before swallowing.
“Taste so fucking good sweetheart, could live off you for the rest of my life”
“Give me a little taste Mike”
You had thought that meant they were already switching positions, something you weren’t ready for as Robby’s motions had your cunt fluttering already. Except before you could express your opposition, you watched as Jack grabbed Robby’s face and bent down. Giving the man a kiss just as aggressive as the one he had given you downstairs, you could see their tongues fighting for dominance. The sight had you biting your lip as your hand moved to circle your clit, but not before Robby caught your hand in a loose grip without even looking. Effectively stopping your attempt to relieve your ache.
“Did I speak too soon about you being good for us kid?” Robby pulled away from Jack to scold you gently.
“Well you weren’t doing it and I needed it!” the pitch coming across whinier than you had meant for it to.
“Oh I told you she needed to be put in her place,” Jack moved himself to crowd where your head was hanging off the edge as you leaned it back to watch him. Eyes tracking his hands as they unzipped his jeans, his boxer briefs doing very little to hide his obvious bulge. An asset of his that you had definitely ogled before but it looked much larger close up.
Your attention was dragged back to Robby as the man decided to dive back into your sopping wet cunt. Tongue continuing its movements and carving new patterns into your flesh. One that you swore was his and Jack's name. His confident pace had a steady build of pressure growing in your lower stomach. Robby liked to move as if he had all the time in the world before guiding his middle finger into you. Your neck strained to try and look down your body to catch a glimpse of the man who was eating you out with such care.
However, the view was obstructed as a fairly loud and solid thud hit your face. Doing your best to look between your brows you couldn’t see much. And that was due to the fact that Jack had become impatient at your lack of attention on him and chose to drop the heavy weight of his balls onto your lower chin.
“Put em in your mouth kid, c’mon open wide”
And you did. Your tongue guiding one side into your open mouth covering it with spit as you did your best to massage his balls. Once more you move your hands, this time to assist your jaw as it began to ache. But similarly to before they were prevented from your intention. As calloused hands gripped your biceps, pressing them into the mattress.
“No touching”
You began to buck your hips into Robby's face and fingers, signalling the start of your protest. You also started tilting your head back in an attempt to release his balls from your own mouth. Taking a deep breath in, you weren’t even able to get one singular word out.
“Bu- mmph!”
Sparing you no adjustment time or a moment to truly admire just how large his cock was, Jack decided to stuff as much as he could into your open mouth. Barely giving you a second before he started thrusting, pulling back until just his tip was left and shoving himself until he felt the back of your throat. Gargles and moans were all that your vocal cords could manage at the extremely large intrusion. Sounds that had Robby looking up from where he was below, the sight that met his eyes as he looked over your body had his cock stiff and leaking. That also had him realizing that he needed to hurry things up, but he wasn’t about to let his sweet girl go without at least one orgasm. No, he was going to take care of you.
So as Jack was all but ramming himself into your throat gagging you as each thrust had him hitting the back of your hard palette, spit mixed with Jack’s leaking arousal had dripped from the corners of your mouth covering your lips and chin. Your cunt began to burn with a foreign amount of stretch. That stretch came from Robby adding a third finger into your swollen and puffy cunt. Crooking them into the soft spot that had your thighs tightening around his shoulders and gripping the comforter.. The small vibrations of your moans had gone straight to Jack's cock, just as Robby’s had gone to your clit.
With no way to grab Robby’s hair or warn them with your mouth full of Jack, the only indication of your impending orgasm was the tears leaking from the corners of your eyes and the vicious clench of your walls. White knuckles gripped the comforter as Robby slowed down the movements of his fingers letting your orgasm taper off gently. But it seemed like Jack wasn’t about to let you off as easily. Instead of pulling back and allowing you to breathe through your peak he decided to push himself deep into your throat and holding it still. His spit slick balls rested against your forehead, and every breath was flooded with the scent of him.
“Let her have a breath Jack c’mon” Robby chided him, as he stood up and gripped the base of Jack’s cock. Giving it a little squeeze of warning and not letting go until he pulled out of your mouth. The wet plop was followed by your deep gasp and slight coughs.
“Always taking it easy on her Mike, but she can take it. In fact I think she likes being our little, what was it you said, ragdoll?” Jack patted the side of your wet cheek, so that your eyes that had drooped closed opened back up to answer him.
“Y-yes p-please” your voice was strained and raspy from the use.
Your body was hauled up into warm arms and a leg was thrown over the lap of Robby, who held you securely into his chest. Arms wrapped lazily around his neck as your head rested against your shoulder. HIs large hands gripped your hips, moving them forward and back grinding you against his hardened cock as if you were nothing but a body to be used.
“Look at you sweetheart, so gorgeous” he placed a small peck to your lips as he bucked his hips up into you, the friction of his jeans on your sensitive cunt had you whining at the overstimulation. “Being such a good girl for us, do you think you can do it again?”
His words were dripping in honey, sweet praises had your mind once again empty. Barely managing a nod of your head, your world began moving as you were lifted up once more and set onto a bare and freckled chest. Placing lazy kisses up his sternum, that soft headspace you fell into was interrupted as his hand gripped your throat.
“Im not getting any younger down here, gonna need you to fuck your old man like the cock drunk slut I know you are” The push and pull of the praising and debasing words had your mind spinning. Using his grip he moved you into a sitting position so that you could finally appreciate the sight of him.
The ache in your jaw was making more sense as you wrapped your hand around his length, the girth had your thumb and pointer unable to touch. The red leaking tip was still glistening with your saliva, and around his base was neatly trimmed silver curls. His prosthetic was long forgotten at the side of the bed, lifting up just enough for you to swipe his tip through your folds twice before notching it at your entrance. Slowly you sank down the first inch yourself, but Jack wasn’t interested in soft and slow.
With a bruising grip on the junction between your thigh and hip, a simple push of his strength your pelvis met his. The pressure of being so full so suddenly had you wailing out in both pleasure and pain, the head of his cock was pressed tightly against your cervix. Slight thrusts of his hips had the air pushed from you as fresh tears filled your water line.
“Aw I thought you said you could take it? Were you lying to Mikey?” the condescending tone he held as he used your nickname for Robby had your walls fluttering, “don’t exactly have much of a choice now honey, if you can barely survive me how are you gonna be able to take both of us hmm?”
A hand lifted off your hip as he began to thrust up into you rough and hard, his fingers squished your cheeks together and forced your gaze to the side.
“You don’t want to disappoint him do you?” your eyes were met with the sight of Robby bare of his clothing and his palm running up and down his length as he watched the show you and Jack were putting on. He wasn’t as thick as Jack was, but he had a few more inches than the man stuffing you full and bullying his cock through your cunt. The dense unruly curls that connected to the trail of dark hair on the curve of his stomach had you desperate to run your hands through it.
“I need your words, or are you already fucked so dumb that you cant answer a simple queston?”
“N-no f-fuc-k” those were the only words that you could form as he purposefully interrupted your sentence with extra rough thrusts.
“I don't think I believe you, do you Mike?”
The feel of another body came behind you, as warmth dragged up and down your spine which was contrasted harshly with cold liquid that ran down your ass.
“Now, now Jack, why don’t you take it easy on our sweet girl?” His thumb followed the trail of liquid before pressing into the tight ring of muscles until he slid in, “Poor thing just needs to be taken care of”
Your body fell forward barely catching yourself with hands beside Jack's head. This position had your breasts shoved right up against his face, a position that he took full advantage of by wrapping his lips around your nipples. Lathering his tongue around the area before biting down just a little too hard. Squeaking at the discomfort, you were about to move back until Robby’s body pressed tight behind you preventing you from running.
“Shhh, is Jack being mean to you?” soft kisses trailed your spine as his thumb moved in and out of your ass at the same pace Jack was moving inside your cunt. “I'm sorry sweetheart, you’re doing so good though. But I gotta get in there okay?”
“I-I don’t th-hink-”
“Yes you can kid, gotta relax f’me”
The press of his cockhead quickly replaced the empty feeling left by the vacancy of his thumb as he took it out. Jack had graciously slowed his pace for Robby to enter. But refusing to pull out, stating you were going to have to get used to the tight fit anyway. It took a minute for you to fully relax, allowing him to fit the first half of him in. Curses flew from all three of you, you for the feeling of being fuller than you ever thought possible, and the two men as the warmth of you encompassed them and the press of each other through that thin wall drove them crazy.
“Fuck Jack shes tensing too much” his teeth were clenched in strain
“Nah, come on you can do it Mike be a little mean she likes it” He was content to just grind his length in you as he waited, which consequently had him rubbing against where part of Robby was.
“Jack I swear to god, just move a little”
“Okay, okay geeze. But just remember you asked”
Neither you nor Robby caught his words. Just small sighs of relief as he dropped his hips down just a bit, and then with a brace of his good foot he slammed right back up into you. A movement that had forced your body back, where your ass ended up flush with Robby's pelvis. A sound you had never made before was ripped from your throat at the feeling of being split in two.
“There you go, look at you. Stuck between two men old enough to be mistaken as your parents.” Jack wasted no time in continuing the pace he held before. Robby not far behind.
“Fuck, feel so good kid. Always so good for me, for us” Robby's pace was softer, more languid and deep than harsh and quick.
The juxtaposition between one of Robby's thrusts being the same tempo as two of Jacks didn’t last long. Especially as the clench of your body that signaled your impending second orgasm had both men chasing their own ends. Robby soon forgot the rhythm he started with and began matching Jacks, the alternating push and pull became synchronized. Becoming a sensation of being so dreadfully empty to intense pressure as they both thrusted into you at the same time.
“Gonna let your old men cum inside you? You were begging for it earlier, what was it you said hmm?” the sound skin hitting filled the room alongside his words, “want us to fill you up so much that you’re worried about it in a few weeks right”
Babbles were all that left you, too overwhelmed by emotions and your nerves lighting up. And because yeah he was right, that is what you wanted you wanted them to use you. And Jack saw that, but Robby also saw how you wanted them to care for you as well.
“You just want to know we’ll stay afterwards. Don't worry we won't leave you. Especially when you’re all round and swollen with our children and everyone is asking where the father is even with us right beside you” Robby's soft words had you reeling.
“Oh and the disgusted looks they'll have when we tell them we’re the fathers. Not only twice your age but both of us? What a dirty little thing you are” Jack just had to get that last word, which seemed to do the trick for all of you. Because as soon as it left his lips your second orgasm locked up your whole body.
Walls clenching the two of them so tightly they had no choice but to fully sheath themselves and revert to grinding their lengths into you. Triggering their own peaks as you felt the hot ropes of cum fill you. And true to your imagination from earlier, the amount that they had stuffed you full of was concerning for two men in their fifties.
After a few gentle thrusts of their softening cocks they pulled out of your body that was still twitching with aftershocks. But with the loss of them came the loss of your support that had been holding your limp body up. With the same amount of grace as a newborn calf you ended up falling face first into Jack's hard chest. Robby left the room for a moment but not a long one, as he came back with two warm wet rags. Tossing one to Jack before flipping you over onto your back and wiping off your brow and then your spent cunt. A hiss left your lips as he dragged the rough fabric over your swollen groin.
“I’m sorry sweetheart I guess we got carried away” placing a few kisses to your stomach before he tossed the used rag into a laundry bin. Laying on the bed behind you, he scooped you into his arms. His hand gently smoothing your hair out of your face as Jack moved his own body closer to the two of you.
“Did so good honey, earned yourself a rest before we talk about how this won't just be a one time thing.” Jack had found a particularly deep mark he made at your neck and gave a slight press when he saw those damn eyes closing in exhaustion again. A pained moan sounded from your throat, but your eyes still refused to open.
“Mmhmmm” And that's as good as it was going to get. But the sound of your phone chiming on the nightstand had your arm patting around to find it.
After approximately 30 seconds of trying soft snores were heard as your body stilled. Jack took it upon himself to grab your phone and check the message. A message that was from none other than Trinity Santos, asking if they should wait up for you. Followed by another that had a screenshot of your location and a ‘WHERE ARE YOU?” Figuring they should put your roommate's mind at ease they unblocked your phone (thanks face ID) and responded. Nothing too graphic of course, just a small picture of your sleeping figure between theirs and a message that said you were very much safe and to be returned at a later date.
While the two men finally tucked in for bed beside your slumbering figure, 20 minutes east of them a whole floor was woken up by a loud scream. Trinity, who received that photo, took two seconds to absorb the information before sending it to about half of the employees in the emergency department. All of which then tried blowing up your phones, but the three of you were too far into sleep to be bothered. This was a problem to address in the morning.
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