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what a simple thought (you're starving 'til you're not) by yaz113
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
20 Oct 2025
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[Dennis] doesn’t think. Doesn’t plan it. Just reaches out, hand landing on Robby’s arm, thumb pressed into the crook of his elbow. Light, deliberate, a mirror of every touch he’s been given all day.
Robby goes still. Completely still.After three weeks of being palmed by Robby, Whitaker decides to return the favor.
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these hucklerobby writers are not here to playyyyyy 10000/10
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“Oh,” Dennis says, straining his neck to look at Robby and the man likes the appreciative, cock hungry look in his eyes. He gulps. “I-I didn’t expect you to be so big.”
“I did warn you baby, but you’re just so desperate for it, aren’t you?” He murmurs, tucking his face into Dennis’ neck, where he lays a wet kiss just beneath his jaw. It’s difficult to deny anything when the boy looks like this; so open, so vulnerable that Robby just wants to keep him here forever.
(5 times Robby unintentionally sees Whitaker's nipple piercings and 1 time he actually does something about it.)
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hurricane season (can't get the stink off / you do it to yourself) by avrilsboy for Incy Little Spider (1ncylilspider)
Fandoms: The Passenger (Movie 2023)
17 Aug 2024
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When he turns his head to glance inside, eyes seeking for something to do without a customer to handle, Benson sees how his hair’s matted down to his forehead under the bill of his cap, sees the sparkle of sweat above his lip. Bradley doesn’t notice him looking, never does, but especially not now as he wavers in his spot in front of the register from the movement. His eyelids flutter a little, and Benson thinks too belatedly that the kid’s gonna eat tile if he doesn’t sit down.Benson looks away, back down to the table, squeezing his eyes shut hard for a second and pressing his thumb to the spot between his brows. The heat’s making his mind run too fucking slow.
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He eyes Benson’s jacket one more time before turning to grab a dishrag and heading back to the counter. He passes by Benson mopping near one of the back tables and, this close, he’d know he was passing by Benson even with his eyes closed. He always smells like what Randy imagines the smoking section of a bar is like.That was the other tell, he realizes belatedly — the green coat smells like musty cigarettes. Rained-through and dredging up to surface all the stale smoke embedded in the threads.