What are you doing New Year's Eve?

[physicianheal]

"I think we absolutely made the right call," says Robby as he lets them into his apartment with half an hour or so to go before midnight. Outside the apartment window, the snow is coming down in thick flurries. At this rate, he might end up setting an alarm so that he can get up and schlep over to the hospital to make sure Jack's walk home is safe. Still, for now, he clicks on lamps and takes an another opportunity to admire Nikita in black tie.

"You really do look gorgeous," he says, shrugging out of his tux jacket, leaving himself in shirt sleeves and suspenders, his bowtie already loose against his chest and his collar unbuttoned.

"Drink?"

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[femmejosephine]

She hadn’t expected Robby to invite her out that night, not least because one or both of them might be coming off of a shift. But she’d been scheduled to finish her last shift of the year that morning and he’d sworn he would be interested in going out even after he handed over to Dr Abbot, who’d somehow drawn the short straw for the alcohol and fireworks injuries that were about to happen.

So she’d found a nice dress and they’d gone to Kagura … and then they’d both looked at the worsening snowstorm and gotten off the mountain. He lived in Pittsburgh and she had lived in Toronto. Neither of them was willing to risk being stuck up there.

She undid the vintage black wool cloak she’d found at a resale shop and draped it over a chair to let the snow melt off of it. She had chosen a black velvet halter dress with a deep plunge neck, a low back, and a high leg slit and she appreciated that Robby noticed.

“Mmm, no complaints from my side either,” she noted. They normally saw each other in work clothing or nothing, so this was a nice change.

“Sure. What’ve you got?”

[physicianheal]

"I have got..." says Robby, unfastening his cuffs so that he can roll up his sleeves. "Bourbon, red wine, beer, and there's vodka in the freezer. And..." He leans down to check the sideboard where he keeps his liquor. "Enough whisky for a couple of rounds of Old Fashioneds."

He likes having her in his space. There's no expectations of anything serious, but they enjoy each other's company and know each other, so it means more than a random hook up. It's pretty much ideal.

[femmejosephine]

“Do you have bitters?” she asked curiously, because as far as she was concerned, an old fashioned without bitters was a whiskey with sugar in it.

She definitely took a good long look at his arse when he bent down to look in the liquor cabinet.

[physicianheal]

Robby straightens up in time to definitely catch her looking, although she definitely doesn't make any particular effort to hide it. He shoots her a very particular 'what do you take me for' look.

"Yes," he says. "I have bitters."

[femmejosephine]

That look was amusingly offended and she chuckled at it. It was pretty close to the look he’d given a student last week when she’d transported a compound fractals and they had asked if an X ray would be needed. She had rolled her gurney back out to the room before she’d heard his answer, unfortunately.

“Then I’ll take an old fashioned then, thanks.”

She gracefully sat down on the couch, since this wasn’t really something he needed help with. There were still some signs of a second person being here and she idly wondered who was comfortable enough in Robby’s space to leave things there and to be allowed to leave things there. She slept with Robby in a somewhat regular basis and she’d never considered leaving anything, not even a toothbrush.

[physicianheal]

He doesn't need a shaker for Old Fashioneds, but it takes him a few minutes to assemble them in the glasses before he carries them over to the sofa, offering one to her before he sits down.

"Happy New Year," he says. "Here's to not getting our asses stranded on a mountain."

He can only imagine the shit he'd get from Jack.

[femmejosephine]

She took the glass with a quick “Ta” and settled in close to him. Neither of them was worried about personal space at this point.

“To not being stranded on a mountain, she agreed. She clinked her glass against his and then sipped it carefully. It was a very good drink, and she raised her eyebrows.

“You’re a great doctor, you’re good in bed, and you make drinks? What can you not do?” she teased lightly. “Other than parkour. We’ve covered that.”

[physicianheal]

He laughs warmly at that and shrugs, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Still not in therapy," he says. "And I'm a serviceable cook, at best." He rests his free hand high on her thigh as they talk.

[femmejosephine]

“Cooking for one’s just not much fun,” she agreed, and moved slightly so that his hand on her thigh was on skin instead of velvet. Too many leftovers or you have to freeze things and then forget about them.”

She wasn’t going to even mention the therapy comment. Something in him did seem more relaxed tonight, and she’d wondered if it was related to talking to someone. Clearly it wasn’t.

“You do seem a bit less stressed out than you were earlier. The people of Darrow stopped getting trampolines and scooters for Christmas, maybe?”

He’d answer if he wanted and not if he didn’t.

[physicianheal]

He idly strokes circles on her bare inner thigh with the tip of one finger as he sips his drink.

"I had a conversation I've been putting off for a while," he says. "Which helped."

[femmejosephine]

“Glad to hear it,” she said easily, and didn’t ask who he’d talked to or about what. He’d share if he wanted to, but this worked as well as it did because neither of them asked much of the other beyond orgasms. She did want those.

“Are you on tomorrow morning?”

It was always a detail they needed to discuss. Both of them were aware that they were not good at their jobs if they hadn’t had enough sleep.

[physicianheal]

"Not working, no," he says, shaking his head. He'd handed over to Jack at 7pm and then did the world's quickest turn around to pick Nikita up at 7.45. "If the snow keeps up, I'll walk over and meet Jack at the end of his shift, but you can keep me up as long as you like."

He slides his hand a little higher on her thigh.

[femmejosephine]

She had no idea why he’d need or want to walk over to the hospital at the end of Dr Abbot’s shift. The man seemed completely capable of walking himself back to wherever he lived and she knew they’d both come from Pittsburgh so it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t know what snow was. But that really wasn’t any of her business, so she wasn’t going to ask. Robby’s hand on her thigh was much more important.

She sipped her drink, then deliberately put it down on a coaster on the coffee table.

“Did you know that a dress like this pretty much means I can’t wear a bra? Or very much in the way of knickers?”

She said it as if she was just providing an interesting fact rather than telling him she was wearing very little under this dress.

[physicianheal]

"Oh, is that right?" he asks, taking another sip of his own drink and then setting it down next to hers. He bends his head, shifting so that he can kiss the side of her neck. "When you say "not much in the way", what exactly does that mean?" He shifts his hand as he asks, nudging her legs further apart. "And how nicely do I have to ask for you to keep the heels on?"

[femmejosephine]

She opened her legs so he could find out for himself if he wanted. She hadn’t known so many kinds of knickers existed until Madeline had started her lessons in using appearance as a weapon. She still preferred basic cotton knickers just for comfort if there was no reason to wear something else, but this dress needed a black lace g-string and that was what she was wearing.

“Mmm, pretty nicely. They’re not uncomfortable, but they’re not as comfortable as no shoes,” she pointed out.

[physicianheal]

He slides his hand up under her skirt, fingers brushing lace between her legs and making a soft sound that's almost a growl against her throat.

"What if I promise to absolutely make it worth your while?" Generally, when they're together, he does he best to make sure that she comes at least twice. He prides himself on it.

[femmejosephine]

That was exactly what she’d hoped he’d do and she tilted her head slightly as he made that little noise into her neck. She also tilted her hips into his hand because his fingers were only teasing her quim and she wanted more contact, if she could get it.

“In that case, I’ll allow it.”

She rarely wore heels since she was tall already, but she had tonight since he was taller. They did make her legs and arse look even better than usual and he wasn’t the first man to request that she keep them on.

She reached a hand up to the back of his neck to hold him in place.

[physicianheal]

She holds his head in place, his mouth against her neck, and he's content to stay there, kissing her soft skin. Between her legs, he shifts his hand, hooking his fingers into the fabric of her panties and then tugging them to one side so that he can press a finger inside her, positioning the heel of his hand to give her something to grind against.

[femmejosephine]

They’d done this a few times now and each of them knew what the other liked and needed or didn’t like or need. Robby liked to hear her talk, and she was happy to do that.

“Mmm, right there. Such talented hands,” she said as the heel of his hand ground firmly on her clit.

She used her free hand to reach over to his trouser button and undo it, then slip his zipper down.

[physicianheal]

Fucking her smoothly with the finger inside her, enjoying the way she's grinding against his palm, he smiles against her skin, his cheeks flushing at the praise even though he knows exactly what she's doing. He lifts his hips, giving her room to unbutton him.

[femmejosephine]

She slipped her hands into his trousers over his boxer briefs. He wasn’t quite hard yet, but he was getting there and she was happy to help that along with a few strokes of his dick. His mouth caught a sensitive spot on her neck and she inhaled sharply.

“Bedroom? Or you want me on your lap for a bit?”

He liked to take his time with kissing, which she honestly appreciated. They were both capable of a very quick encounter, but taking their time was nice too.

[physicianheal]

It's difficult to think with her hand stroking his cock through his boxers, and his finger buried in the heat between her legs. He sucks lightly on her skin for a moment.

"Lap," he says.

[femmejosephine]

"Lap it is," she agreed. She dropped her hand from his neck, then gently shifted backwards so his finger slipped out of her. Her quim immediately felt a little empty, but she ignored that and shifted the skirt of her dress so she could straddle him. She leaned in and kissed him lightly, teasingly, and very deliberately did not sit right on top of his lap. She'd get there soon enough, certainly, but she liked teasing him and he liked being teased.

[physicianheal]

She straddles his lap, leaning down to kiss him, and Robby shifts his hand back between her spread thighs, pressing his finger back into her and, a moment later, a second. His free hand slides up to the side of her neck.

[femmejosephine]

Once again, she was glad for her body's ability to get going fairly quickly so that two fingers wasn't too much of a stretch, although it was certainly helped by the heel of his hand right where it had been before on her clit.

Instead she made a pleased noise as they kissed and started working on the first few buttons of his shirt so that she could slide her hands onto his bare, slightly furry skin.