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Jack leaned against the tiled wall by a urinal, arms folded, chin lifted in indication, a subtle familiarity in his posture that made Robby shiver.
“What is this?” Robby whispered, heat rising.
“You need to piss. Badly. I can see it, don't lie to me.” Jack's tone was dominant, unyielding, but there was a quiet trust beneath the command.
“Do it. Here. Now.”
Denial bubbled up. “I'm fine, I can wait—”
Jack stepped forward, crowding him. “Bullshit. You've been fighting it all day, haven't you? Every emergency, every code, holding that full bladder while the world falls apart. I know what you need, Robby. Let me help.” His voice dropped, commanding.
“Piss for me.”
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Robby spends an entire shift without going to the bathroom. Jack helps him out.
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Despite his well resting appearance, Dennis tells Robby he’s having trouble sleeping and he might need to take some medication for it. Robby gets to have some fun that night.
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Of all the things that could’ve happened when his attending pushed him to his knees in an ED bathroom stall, this wasn’t exactly at the top of Whitaker's list.
or, Robby uses Whitaker as a urinal and Dennis isn't sure how he feels about it (until he is)
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Robby leans against the doorway and catches Dennis's eyes in the mirror. He quirks up an eyebrow and flicks his eyes in the direction of the toilet. Dennis nods, takes a step forward, his hands going to the tie at the waist of his scrub pants, when he feels Robby move behind him, a kiss of air pressure that's not enough to be anything more than matter, shifting through space, and when it stops, Robby is leaning against the sink basin next to the toilet, his arms crossed and his gaze leveled expectantly at Dennis.
It's…too fucking weird, mostly because it's not actually that weird at all. Maybe it's the eternal clinician that lives inside Robby, or the way his breath shakes almost imperceptibly on the exhale, but Dennis doesn't feel nearly as uncomfortable as he probably should under Robby's steady gaze.
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Dennis gets dehydrated enough that he almost passes out during rounds, and Robby decides he just can't have that.
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Robby slicks up his palm and worms it into Jack's pants. Jack's pants with the button and fly still done, which means Robby has to work to muscle his big, steady hand inside, pressing it and jerking it against Jack's full bladder on the way down. Jack whimpers from that pressure, spasming into Robby's grip.
"Here's how this is going to work. I'm going to keep you pinned under me until I'm satisfied with your story, jerk you off and make you come, and only then will I let you up and let you go." His eyes flick down to Jack's bladder, straying over his hard cock already tenting his jeans. "Sound good?"
Jack whimpers. Robby grins.