2001 AU

[jackabbot]

He’d gotten his orders two weeks ago, but he’d known they were coming down the pipe since September 11. The country was at war again and war meant casualties. Casualties meant medics and that meant deployment orders for one Sergeant Jack Abbot among countless others. He’d been given a week of preparation leave, which he was supposed to use to go visit his family and wrap things up, but there wasn’t a lot of family he wanted to visit and not much to wrap up. He didn’t even have a dog.

Instead he booked a flight to Seattle. If anyone asked, he said it was because Seattle was cold and rainy and he thought he was going to be short on cold and rain for a while, or at least rain. Afghanistan and Iraq could get really fucking cold in the winter. He knew that from the stories people told about the Gulf War. He ought to call it the first Gulf War now, he guessed.

He’d actually chosen Seattle because he’d texted Robby “just to check in” as soon as he’d gotten his orders and Robby had mentioned that he’d be at the ACEP annual assembly in Seattle this week. They’d seen each other several times after Jack’s first trip to New Orleans, but then he’d PCSed from Polk and their relationship had dwindled to text messages and emails, all of which were carefully written so that he was friendly but not too friendly, in case anyone ever saw something. Even still, if Jack was going to the other side of the planet and potentially (maybe even probably) not coming back, he wanted to see Robby again. He’d told Robby he’d be visiting Seattle at the same time and just left out the part where he made his travel arrangements after he’d talked to Robby.

He had a room at a hotel near the convention center and its hotels but not too near, and he had arranged to meet Robby in a bar that was between the convention center and Jack’s hotel. They tended to meet in bars since it was a completely public and defensible place to be, even if they didn’t always stay in the bar.

He was sitting in a booth this time instead of on a barstool, turning a beer bottle in his hands and waiting for Robby. He was late. Jack wondered if Robby would actually show or if this whole trip had been a stupid idea.

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[physicianheal]

"Just go for it," says Robby, rocking his hips to fuck himself on the finger that Jack's got pushed into him. He's never minded if it hurts a little, though pain isn't particularly something he's into. He can't imagine Jack ever taking anything he doesn't want to give.

[jackabbot]

"Fuck, that's hot," Jack breathed as Robby rocked back on his hand. He put a hand on Robby's hip to still him just for a second, maybe ground him a little too, and then added a second finger, all the way to the knuckle.

He didn't start moving his hand just yet, but he did take his hand off Robby's hip so Robby could move if he wanted to.

[physicianheal]

He loves that, hearing Jack talk about him like that. When Jack presses another finger into him, quicker than he might have without consent, Robby grunts, his weight rocking forward on his elbows for a moment before his hips start to rock again.

"Fuck, that feels..."

[jackabbot]

"So fucking tight," Jack finished the sentence, even though he didn't know if that was how Robby was going to finish the sentence. He started working with Robby's movements to push his fingers as deeply as possible, stretching and scissoring them to loosen Robby up.

He crooked them at just the right angle to hit Robby's prostate. He probably knew where Robby's prostate was about as well as he knew where his own was, now.

[physicianheal]

"Imagine how good it's going to feel when it's your dick," says Robby, his breath catching as Jack hits his prostate with every thrust of his fingers. "How hard're you going to fuck me?"

[jackabbot]

"Oh, I'm imagining it," he assured Robby. If he kept imagining that, he wasn't going to fuck Robby very hard because he might have already come, so he stopped. He put his hand on Robby's hip to still him again, then slid the third finger in. It was faster than it would have been another time, but Robby had said this was fine and he'd stop Jack if it wasn't.

"Mmm. you should look for the padded chairs tomorrow."

[physicianheal]

Jack isn't holding him still -- he could move if he wanted -- but he's intensely aware of the hand on his hip all the same. Three fingers stings, especially because Jack pushes into him fast. He makes an undignified sound, almost a grunt, and squirms. "Feels good."

[jackabbot]

"You sure?" Jack checked, because that was maybe not a good squirm and Jack might joke about looking for the padded chairs, but he didn't actually want to hurt Robby.

He kept his fingers still, surrounded as they were by the warmth and tightness of Robby's body, until he had the all-clear. He also leaned in a little and slipped a hand under Robby to gently circle his dick and maybe provide a little pleasure to go with the sting or the burn.

[physicianheal]

"Yeah, I'm sure," says Robby. His breath shivers out at the brush of Jack's fingers against his cock. He nods, forehead against the mattress.

"Fuck me."

[jackabbot]

That was a request he was happy to answer. Jack dropped a kiss on Robby's lower back, then shifted back and away from Robby's body before he started moving his fingers, stretching and twisting them to loosen Robby up. His dick was hard enough to be used as a towel rack right now and he desperately wanted to be inside Robby instead of having just his fingers there, but they'd get there.

[physicianheal]

It doesn't take much for the burn to fade, for it to just feel really good to feel so full of Jack's fingers. After a few moments, Robby starts to rock backwards, meeting each thrust of Jack's fingers.

"I mean it," he says, shifting so that can look over his shoulder at Jack as best as he can. "I want you to screw me into the fucking mattress."

[jackabbot]

Watching Robby fuck himself on Jack's fingers was almost mesmerizing, as was hearing Robby request that. Robby seemed ready and Jack really wanted to be inside him right now.

"Look for the padded chairs," Jack agreed, and leaned down to kiss Robby's lower back one more time before he pulled his fingers back and out, then leaned over to grab the condom off the nightstand.

[physicianheal]

Jack pulls his fingers out of him and Robby stays where he is, on his knees with his shoulders down and his ass up, legs spread to frame just exactly how hard he is. How ready.

He watches Jack, eyes drawn to his cock, to the slide of the muscles in his thighs and arms.

[jackabbot]

He exhaled as he rolled the condom on, since even that little bit of friction had him twitching, then lubed up. He added just a little more lube to Robby's ass since the prep had been very fast, then lined himself up.

"You ready?" he said. Robby looked very fucking ready, with his legs spread and his dick so hard it was almost purple, but Jack still felt like warning him before he just pushed in was the right thing to do.

[physicianheal]

Robby shifts, reaching down with one hand to wrap his fingers around his own cock, squeezing rather than stroking because the last thing he wants is to come the minute Jack presses into him.

"Ready," he says. "C'mon, Jack."

[jackabbot]

"You realize you're fucking bossy in bed, right?" Jack teased, but he did actually start pushing in, just a little bit, just past the ring of muscle. He exhaled as the warm tightness surrounded him and paused there to enjoy the feeling. He'd move in a second or two, but god, this always felt so fucking good.

[physicianheal]

"I can...ah!" Robby pauses as he rides out a wave of pleasure as Jack's dick starts to push into him. "I can be way bossier than this, if that's what you're into, soldier."

Jack had promised him that he could try a blindfold tomorrow, after all.

[jackabbot]

Jack chuckled at Robby's offer in the midst of a wave of pleasure at the way Robby's body welcomed him. He thought he probably did want Robby to be bossy, at least to try it out. This, here, was a safe place to try things. He knew that. Robby had made it very clear.

"Is this what they call topping from the bottom?" he asked, and pushed into Robby a little bit more.

[physicianheal]

"Not quite..." says Robby, one hand fisted in the sheet and the other reaching back to squeeze Jack's thigh. "I'd definitely need to be giving you more instructions for that."

[jackabbot]

"I'll keep that in mind," Jack agreed, and pushed in a little further and faster than he might otherwise before he stopped again to let them both get acclimated. Robby's hand around his thigh was just what he wanted at this moment, which of course Robby knew.

"Fuck, Robby," he breathed.

[physicianheal]

"Feels good," says Robby, in case Jack needs reassurance. Robby keeps that firm hold on his thigh, squeezing. He laughs, breathless. "You feel bigger like this, too."

He knows Jack doesn't give a shit about that kind of thing, but it's a fact, all the same.

[jackabbot]

Jack had never been worried about what he'd been given in the dick department. It did what he needed to do how he needed to do it and that was all he cared about. All the same, he didn't mind hearing that this was working for Robby. He most definitely did not mind.

He pushed all the way in and then stopped again with a groan of pleasure. The stopping and starting was for him as much as Robby since he didn't want this to be over too soon.

"Tell me when." How Robby chose to tell him was up to Robby, but Jack was going to wait for permission in whatever form that looked like.

[physicianheal]

He gives himself a moment to get used to it, and then he takes a deep breath and very deliberately rolls his hips, that one hand still firm on Jack's eye.

"Okay. Fuck me like you mean it."

[jackabbot]

Jack pulled back until he was almost all the way back out, then thrust forward so hard that his balls made a little sound when they hit Robby's skin. Robby's hand tight on his thigh wasn't limiting how much he could move and he was using it to tell him how Robby was doing.

The first time he'd done this with Robby, he hadn't lasted long. He hoped he was more experienced now and would avoid that, but at the same time, it just felt so good.

[physicianheal]

Jack thrusts into him hard enough to rock him forward on his knees and Robby groans, appreciative. He's still got one hand on Jack's thigh, the other curled around his own cock, which leaves his cheek pressed against the mattress, but he's fine with that.

"Yeah," he breathes, nodding. "Like that."