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“Fuck, you’re so hot, old man,” Dennis moaned, letting those greedy fingers bury themselves into Robby’s chest hair.
Robby grinned, pleased, before taking the initiative to pull off Dennis’ red flannel and sweaty white tank. It left them both naked from the waist up, with only their respective jewelry hanging from their necks.
“You Jewish?” Dennis asked, one finger tapping against the Magen David, making it press firmly into Robby’s skin like a brand.
“That a problem, kid?”
“Jeeze, ‘course not. Just curious,” Dennis scoffed, before he used warm hands to cup Robby’s cheeks to pull him into another heated kiss.
Or; what if Robby went on a sabbatical after Dr Adamson died, and he found himself in Broken Bow years before Dennis Whitaker ever came to PTMC?
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He has tendencies, is the thing. He knows he does.
The bottomless pit opens up in his belly, and all the ways he could take care of Whitaker flash before his eyes. He could be the one they call. He could be the one who looks out for the kid. He'd look out for him so well, no-one would ever dare fuck with him. He'd want for nothing. Robby could keep him so satisfied.
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16 Jun 2026