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This is just pure smut, based on a photo I saw of Dr Robby looking submissive and breedable
Robby neglected to school his features, exhaustion weighing heavy on him from another hellish shift. He didn’t even mean to look up at Jack, but something caught his attention, he couldn’t even remember what it was.
With his brain foggy and fuzzy, he looked up through his eyelashes, gaze catching on Abbot, who was leaning over the counter, forearms on display, biceps flexing, threatening to rip the fabric of his tight black shirt.
Michael looked like something out of a museum, with the way he looked up at Jack, eyes wide and glassy, mouth open just a fraction.
“See something you like, Robinavitch?” Jack chuckled, interrupting Robby’s staring, looking down at him. It wasn’t often Jack was looking down at him.
He just coughed, shaking his head. “Nope.” Michael promptly chose to ignore the way butterflies were fluttering in his stomach and chest.