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Jack Abbot & Samira Mohan The Pitt ao3 fanfics

all my dances by sumsflowers “Will you dance with me?” “Here?” he asks teasingly, knowing damn well if she said yes, he’d do it in a heartbeat. “Uh,” Samira glances around, wrinkling her nose. “No. Later. When it’s just you and me.” “It’s just you and me right now,” he says, grinning mischievously as his fingers slip into her curls, lightly massaging her scalp. “Jack,” she huffs with a roll of her eyes while leaning back into his touch, though the corners of her lips twitch with a smile. “I’d rather our first slow dance not be next to a toilet.” // Or, in which being in a relationship without anyone's knowledge is a little harder for Samira than it is for Jack, surprisingly. give it to you like you need it by sugarcoatedtulip “You know I love how you fuck me,” she started over, “but I think I want to try something… different.” Even intoxicated she still had to swallow her nerves to ask this of him. Jack laughed. “Is that all, sweetheart? You had to get drunk to ask me to experiment in the bedroom? Whatever it is, you can tell me. You want to tie me up? You want to have sex in a car?” “No, but I would be open to both,” she replied honestly. “But I want-” she took a breath, trying to

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