Dr. Jack Abbot in '8:00 P.M.' | The Pitt.
Wrong name
Pairing: Jack Abbot x reader
Summary: You accidentally moan Robbys name in bed. It reveals that your boyfriends feelings for his best friend are far from platonic.
Warnings: female reader, no use of y/n, nicknames (bunny, baby...), smut, unprotected sex, creampie, mating press, breeding kink, Jack is a freak, reader is a freak, the author is a freak, Jack has a filthy mouth, reader and Jack are so very into each other and so very into Robby
Word count: 3.4k
A/n: This might be the best (filthiest) smut I've ever written. I regret NOTHING
MDNI !!!
When I tell you… my jaw??? On the floor. Holy shit.
A continuation of this because I have brainrot.
As promised, Jack has you laid out over his lap. He's sitting on the couch, had you take off your leggings and panties, before laying across him.
His big, warm hand rubs soothing circles over your bare ass, but you don't let that fool you. He's already laid five heavy spanks to your ass, is only pausing because he isn't cruel, wants to draw it out.
That soothing hand stills.
"Now what have I told you about being respectful?" Jack drawls.
If you were less of a brat, you'd give him a serious answer, but really, you can't help but stare at him when he swaggers into a trauma bay with that calm, level competence that gets the rest of you through whatever's on the table. And if that staring has turned into something more heated since you've been together? Well. That's his fault, really.
"Umm?"
He sighs, runs his hand over your ass again before he lays two heavy swats to your already reddened skin.
Tears well in your eyes, half from the pain and half because it's making you so fucking needy for him.
"Try again, sweetheart. C'mon. Use your brain inside that pretty little head." His big hand caresses your ass again, dips down between your thighs, and you hear him chuckle, low in his throat. Condescending bastard, and yet it's still somehow the most arousing thing to you.
"Oh, you're getting off on this, aren't you?" Ghosting his fingers over your clit, barely letting you feel it, lulling you into a false sense of security before he lays a slap to your cunt, too.
It's not as heavy handed as the ones he's dealt to your ass, but it's enough to make you mewl and writhe in his lap, the tears in your eyes spilling down your cheeks.
"There we go," he draws out the first word, the entire sentence dripping condescension. "You gonna remember your manners in the ER now, baby?"
Silently, you nod, but Jack shakes his head.
"Nuh uh. Verbal responses only, sweetheart, c'mon, otherwise I'll have to think you haven't learned anything. Let's try again. You gonna remember your manners?"
You're not too needy and foolish to forget yourself again, so this time you verbalise as you nod again.
"Y-yes, I'll remember."
Jack purrs a sound of approval as he helps you up, admires the purple red handprints he's left on your bare ass. You sit up on your knees for a moment, assessing.
"Good girl. Now, what do you say?" His hazel eyes are a little glazed as he watches you, but still sharp, still in control.
Either way, he allows you to move so you're straddling him, which you take as a small victory. As his hands slide onto your hips, pull you down to grind against the obvious bulge in his cargo pants, you whimper.
"C'mon. Say it, and maybe I'll let you get off like this." To make his point, he helps you move back and forth, the rough fabric torturous against your throbbing clit.
"T-thank you, Doctor Abbot," you tell him, and he smirks, leans in to press an open mouthed kiss to your throat.
"Good girl."
And if I wrote a Frankie Morales x Reader x Jack Abbot fic??? Then what???
Feels like fate right??????
And if I wrote a Frankie Morales x Reader x Jack Abbot fic??? Then what???
older attending!jack abbot who nods when you introduce yourself on your first day and doesn’t say anything else, making you wonder if you made a bad first impression throughout the rest of your shift.
older attending!jack abbot who has to lock himself in a bathroom stall five minutes after meeting you because your smile knocked him so hard he forgot how to breathe.
older attending!jack abbot who keeps a watchful eye on the superiors who teach you. when langdon is harsh with you on a fifteen hour shift, he pulls him to the side and lays into him with a tone so threatening that langdon knows never to mess with you again.
older attending!jack abbot who finds you crying in the locker room after you lose your first patient. you try to hide your tears from him and get a “none of that. you’re only human. you did good today, kid” in response.
older attending!jack abbot who goes out for a drink in the park with robby after a gruelling shift. he notices you walk past and robby’s eyes follow abbot’s until they land on you. robby figures it out, but keeps it to himself.
older attending!jack abbot who gets used to your chipper greetings when you clock in for your shift. they become the highlight of his day.
older attending!jack abbot who punches a civilian that calls you a whore. he gets a warning, but it’s worth it when you patch up his hand and feels your skin against his. there’s an unspoken thing lingering in the air, but neither of you act upon it. when you get home early that morning, you scream into your pillow.
older attending!jack abbot who’s mood changes when he overhears from mohan that you’re going on a date this weekend. he barks at his team all night, but never at you.
older attending!jack abbot who coaches you through a difficult procedure. when the patient is stable, the “atta girl” falls from his lips without a second thought. it steals the breath from your lungs.
older attending!jack abbot who drives you home because the thought of you walking home in the dark worries him.
older attending!jack abbot who can’t take the tension anymore and kisses you in an empty hallway. the way you lean into his touch makes him kiss you harder until the two of you pull away, breathless.
