1990s AU

[physicianheal]

It's a tough learning curve. He's a brand new resident at a tough hospital in a city that, sometimes, feels like it could swallow him whole. He misses the sea, misses being able to go home and get his Baba's cooking when it suits him. There's so many tourists. There's so much noise.

For the last few months, its felt like New Orleans could close over his head.

Still, it's not all bad. He's got a little apartment on the top floor of a building on the edge of the French Quarter, and the food's good -- better than good -- and, eventually, he thinks he's going to be the kind of doctor that he desperately wants to be. And then there's the music and the liquor, and all of the reasons why the place is thronged on a Friday night. After his shift, Robby goes home to shower and change, and then he heads out, to a little bar that he likes that has live jazz and a decent kitchen. He'll hang out for a few hours, get dinner, listen to some music and, with any luck, he'll run into a handful of people he knows and find someone to go home with.

And it's hours later, and his belly's full, and he's slightly drunk when he sees a familar sillhouette at the end of the bar. He stares, for a moment, to make sure he hasn't got it wrong, but he'd know that profile anywhere. He's spent years thinking about it, how than man had looked when he leaned in to kiss him. How he'd wished for more.

"Holy shit," he says, walking up behind the guy's stool. "Jack Abbot. In the flesh."

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[physicianheal]

"Sex nap sounds like a fucking good idea to me," says Robby, stifling a yawn and already drifting, with Jack close against him. It's been a while since he fell asleep in a bed with something he likes this much. He'd forgotten how good it feels.

[jackabbot]

Jack dropped off to sleep easily listening to Robby breathe underneath his ear. One of the first things he'd learned in Basic other than how to salute and to never volunteer for any-fucking-thing was how to fall asleep anywhere and stay asleep until he had to be awake, and then to be awake as soon as he needed to be.

He slept for an unknown period of time, but woke up because his dick was hard again. That was mostly just something that happened in the morning and he ignored it until it went away, but in this case, his dick was hard and it was pressing against Robby's bare ass, so it was going to be more difficult to ignore. Jack decided not to, and he started dropping little kisses on Robby's shoulder to wake him up.

[physicianheal]

He wakes up slowly, to the knowledge that someone's in bed with him and that that someone is definitely pleased to be there. He makes a soft, sleepy sound and squirms his hips backwards, pressing against Jack everywhere he can. The kiss on his shoulder feels amazing.

"What time is it?" he asks, voice muffled by the press of his face against the pillow.

[jackabbot]

Jack stopped pressing little kisses to the soft skin of Robby’s neck to crane his neck and look at the clock radio.

“Little before oh six hundred,” he told Robby, and then went back to kissing his neck. Robby’s ass grinding against his dick felt amazing, but Jack was in no hurry to do anything about it. They still had time. Jack’s crappy hotel was maybe ten minutes away and he planned to get back there just in time to grab his shit and check out.

[physicianheal]

"Oh, early," says Robby, like this isn't normally when he hauls his ass out of bed when he's on shift. Still, this is a much nicer way to wake up, given the opportunity. He reaches back with one hand, tousling his fingers into Jack's curly hair.

"Morning."

[jackabbot]

Jack kept his hair short to stay in regs, but also because it could get a little crazy if he didn’t. Given how much rolling around he and Robby had been doing, he was sure it was sticking up every which way.

He stopped kissing Robby just for a second as a thought struck him.

“You’re not on today, are you? I mean, I’m on a twenty-four hour pass, but you aren’t.”

They both knew that “schedules” were things other people had. Jack worked whenever the Army told him to and Robby worked whenever the people running his residency program did. Jack didn’t even know the shift schedule for a brand new baby resident, other than that it was probably punishing.

[physicianheal]

Jack's mouth on his neck is completely distracting, and Robby all but buries his face in the pillow to give him as much room as he can to work with. When Jack stops and lifts his head, he actually whines.

"I don't work until tonight," he says. He hates nights but, as a first year resident, he doesn't get to pick his shifts yet. "Don't worry. We've got time." He twists, his neck at an uncomfortable angle, just so that he can press a kiss to Jack's mouth without pulling away from him.

[jackabbot]

That whine was adorable, but Jack was not going to say so. No grown man liked being called adorable. He shifted forward a little bit so that Robby wasn’t doing his best impression of that movie with the kid whose head turned around while he was trying to kiss Jack.

“Day shift yesterday and night today? And then you didn’t sleep much last night? Man, your body clock is gonna be fucked for a week.”

[physicianheal]

"Worth it," says Robby, as he takes another kiss. He puts his head back down and deliberately rolls his hips, grinding back against the hard line of Jack's cock. "Definitely, if I get to wake up like this."

[jackabbot]

"No complaints from me, either," Jack agreed, because he usually woke up to a really terrible recording of Reveille being played over the loudspeakers or someone just shouting the word "Reveille" repeatedly. This was better.

He put a hand on Robby's shoulder to gently push him down onto his back, then leaned over him to kiss him again.

[physicianheal]

Robby puts up no resistance, rolling onto his back and sprawling in the sheets as Jack kisses him. One hand curls around Jack's bicep, squeezing gently. God, he could make out like this for hours.

[jackabbot]

He probably had morning breath, but he didn't have a toothbrush and also didn't care. Kissing Robby was a lot more important to him right now, although he was being careful to keep his weight on his forearm for now rather than on Robby's chest. With his free hand, he traced light fingers over Robby's shoulder, then arm, with a little pause to smudge his thumb across the tattoo on Robby's bicep.

[physicianheal]

Robby couldn't give a shit about morning breath, honestly, especially when he's being kissed so thoroughly. Jack kisses like someone who didn't get the chance too often, so has decided to make the most of it. Robby's got no objections.

"You could get on top," he says. "If you want."

[jackabbot]

Jack made a negative noise.

“Want to touch you,” he explained between kisses. He traced his fingers down to Robby’s wrist, then back up the inside of his arm. This was a one time thing and they both knew that, but he could enjoy it for now.

Even if everything they’d done tonight wouldn’t have gotten him booted out with a quickness, he lived four and a half hours away and had almost no control over his schedule. And that was not even considering whether those orders he was expecting were going to come through or Robby’s life (which had its own schedules and considerations).

This wasn’t anything and couldn’t be anything.

[physicianheal]

Robby's got a absolutely no complaints about that. He relaxes back against the pillow, kissing Jack back but otherwise letting Jack touch him wherever and however he wants. He's no or especially ticklish so, mostly, it just feels nice.

[jackabbot]

Jack trailed his fingers back up to Robby’s chest and then down over it as they kissed, but he deliberately went around Robby’s nipple and instead traced down through the soft hair over his sternum to his navel and then stopped, mostly to tease.

“What do you want?” he asked softly.

[physicianheal]

The feather light touch of Jack's fingers is maddening and Robby squirms against the mattress. He's intensely aware of the parts of him that Jack is avoiding touching, too.

"You," he says. "Any way I can have you."
No point in being anything but honest.

[jackabbot]

“Well, I gotta sit in the back seat of an 89 Camry with bad shocks for four hours this afternoon, so a few things are out,” Jack said. He was enjoying watching Robby squirm a little bit, but didn’t want to be too cruel, so he slid his hand down to Robby’s dick and then wrapped his fingers around it.

“That where you wanted my hand to be?”

[physicianheal]

"It's a start," says Robby, eyes wide and dark in the dim light, as he lifts his hips, pushing his cock through the circle of Jack's fingers. He drags in a shivering breath. "You know I'd let you do pretty much anything you want, right?"

He's seen Jack in a combat zone, in a trauma. He trusts him completely.

[jackabbot]

He didn't have enough lube to really get going with anything, but he still slid his hand up to the head and then gently scraped his thumbnail over the frenulum. He thought he remembered Robby liking that. Maybe he didn't anymore, but he'd tell Jack either way.

The trust in Robby's eyes was incredible and Jack leaned down to kiss him again. He wanted Robby to remember him after he'd left today, even if they never saw each other again.

[physicianheal]

Jack's thumbnail scrapes against delicate skin and Robby's hips jerk, his breath catching. He lifts his arms, wrapping his hands around the bedframe.

"You could fuck me," he says. "Or your mouth..."

Both. He says everything.

[jackabbot]

That was a pretty picture too with Robby's arms wrapped around the bedframe like that.

"I'm pretty sure you don't want me to try to fuck you. That would be amateur hour in the worst way," Jack pointed out. He'd never fucked anyone, although at least now he couldn't also say he'd never been fucked.

"But you know, I've always been pretty good with my mouth."

[physicianheal]

"I'm pretty sure I could walk you through it," says Robby, smiling, but Jack's fingers are still wrapped around his cock and it's difficult to think coherently.

"Please," he says. "Fuck."

[jackabbot]

Jack leaned down and kissed Robby one more time, then started kissing his way down Robby’s chest to his navel and then through the silky hair of his happy trail. He kept his hand on Robby’s dick as long as he could, but finally released it as he breathed gently over Robby’s dick.

“This where you wanted me?” he teased.

[physicianheal]

Jack's breath is hot against his bare skin and his mouth is right there and Robby lifts his head, craning his neck so that he can properly take in the view.

"You know it is," he says, moving one arm so he can run his hand over Jack's hair.