Spoiled Prince!Robby and faithful knight!Jack letās wake it up!!
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Spoiled Prince!Robby and faithful knight!Jack letās wake it up!!
Professor Lancey! Professor Lancey!
I thought of this while I was in the shower and immediately got out and ran to your brainworm cave to get your take on it. Okay walk with me here . . .
So in the Omegaverse, it's fairly common to see custom built den rooms in which omega's build and maintain their nests (or it could be a rising new trend that only the rich *cough cough* doctor salaries can afford š). Similar to a home library, crafts room, or game room, it's a room completely set aside and decorated by/for an omega. They typically aren't found in apartments, since it's considered a luxury. Only newer or custom built homes have them.
My prompt for you: How would Dennis decorate his? Did Robby and Jack (or Pope or Titus) contribute? Did they build one special for him? Do they (Titus) think it's a waste of space initially until they see how happy Dennis is to have a room dedicated to his nesting?
Gimme your thoughts!! I'm sure whatever you cook up with this will be *chefs kiss* delicious š
Love ya!
@juniper2moon
Iām walking Iām walking
Iām going with Hucklerobby here because thatās where the flow is taking me but YES, at some point while living in the house Jack and Robby simply converted the nesting space into an office for Robby. Jack built a wood lid to go over the circular nesting space in the corner where an omegaās nest would be- they had an older house, one from the Victorian era where omegas were expected to stay in their den rooms when company was over.
But anyway, they hadnāt even thought about it in ages. Robby put a handsome Persian rug and a chair over top to sit in while he reads, the space underneath hadnāt been touched in decades. It wasnāt until they found Dennis trying to nest in one of the spare linen closets upstairs that it even crossed their minds.
Robby quickly unearthed and cleaned the circular indent in the floor, texting Jack the circumference and diameter for the custom cushion they would need to order. The day that it was set to arrive, Jack took Dennis shopping for nesting supplies while Robby finished dusting and wiping it down and settling the baby blue cushion inside.
He couldnāt help but preen when Dennis gasped in awe, arms laden with nesting supplies he thought he didnāt have a space for, giving Robby a quick peck on the cheek before trotting over to the pit. Pillows, silk sheets, duvets and cooling pads, all stacked with careful precision until Dennis could finally flop down and scrub his cheeks against the soft fabrics.
Now, like clockwork, Dennis would come into Robbyās office when the sun was just starting to set and the light hit his nesting spot so perfectly. Robby suspected this was Jackās plan all along, because how was he supposed to work late into the night with a warm, sleepy omega perfuming the air with calming, soothing pheromones laced with a drowsy contentment that had Robbyās eyes drooping and yawns tumbling out of his mouth. How could he work when he could crawl over to the pit and let Dennis pull him into the fold of light blue silk and the scent of warm skin?
Jack liked it because it was in the corner away from the windows and doors, where he could watch as his precious mates slumbered peacefully.
hucklerobby somno where robby gets hard in his sleep and dennis doesnāt wanna be rude and wake him up but also he needs that dick right this secondā¦
cue dennis trying his hardest to lightly ride that man as if thatās something you can do in half measures.
-puppydogwhitaker
I keep forgetting Iāve been yapping about this like "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WAS THINKING ABOUT THIS-"
Heyyyyyyyy mutual <3
Lemme pick your brain for a sec; Stalker!Dennis stalking Jack without realizing that Jack's been in the game a lot longer than he has. Jack thinks it's cute that this kid is trying to sneak around his house like he hasn't got cameras in almost every corner. It's like watching a baby animal pounce on their dad (fauxcest wink wink nudge nudge)
ily and I hope you're having an amazing day
It starts off so innocent. Dennis wants to find a way to prompt more conversations with Jack because he's just so shy. Dr. Abbot can be so intimidating and Dennis just needs to find some common ground to spark a little interest.
So it's logical, to Dennis, that he can do this by just. You know.
Breaking and entering.
Blue Iām kissing you sloppy on the mouth
[Huckleabbot]
His dad had liked it when he got into reading his old gun catalogue magazines.
Just maybe not for the reasons Dennis was getting into them.
And if I said beginner model!Dennis and professional model!Jack
And if I said- uh- if I said they do a Leviās photoshoot together
"you already left kudos here"
And??? Let me like it again??? Clearly it deserves more??
Danarabbot thought because it wonāt leave my head:
One of them gets a wild hair to go to the kink club and (willingly?) drags the other two along. āŗļø Someone learns something new about themselves or one of their partners.
i know i've written this before, but as i am preparing for several beach/water vacations this summer: rabbot beach day.
jack in the tiniest shorts he can get away with (not just because he likes to feel sexy and have robby stare, but because he runs hot and too much clothing bothers his skin and when in rome, you take your clothes off at the beach, you know? and he tries to get as tan as possible whenever possible.)
robby having to be bullied into taking his shirt off. receiving a scandalized groan from jack when robby freely admits he was planning to leave his shirt on and stay under the beach umbrella the entire time. staying on the beach chair with his detective novel and his sunglasses on and maybe a popsicle, maybe a little virgin fruity drink with am umbrella in it, some excuse for jack to stare at his lips.
jack is a fish. sometimes the stares on his prosthetic (a special one for swimming) make him squirmy, sometimes they make him angry, sometimes he decides he is not going to let them get to him today, that nothing is going to put a damper on his day at the beach with his man. he swims until his arms are too tired to go another inch, and makes sure to wait until robby's watching before rising from the waves like a mermaid.
doesn't matter that robby's wearing sunglasses, jack has known and loved him for thirty years, he knows what it looks like when robby's trying to pretend he's not staring at jack dripping water.
once jack tires himself out, covered in sand and his curls even curlier than normal from the water, flushed from exercise and a bit of sunburn on his cheeks (oh, and most of the reason jack begged and bullied robby into taking his shirt off was so he could rub sunscreen into robby's skin) he plops down onto the blanket beside him, out of breath but grinning wildly.
robby looks at him over his sunglasses, prescription reading sunglasses, something jack teases him endlessly about. "you gonna get in the water?" jack husks, kinda hoping robby will pick him up and toss him in.
"you gonna sit still for a minute and just listen to the waves?" robby counters, shuffling off the beach chair to lay beside him on the towel, on his side, staring into jack's eyes. pretending like it isn't a crowded beach with all kinds of other people around. pretending like they're the only people in the world.
"i guess i could be convinced," jack mumbles, ready to take a nap, grateful for the umbrella as he turns onto his stomach to hide his eyes in the crook of his arm.
robby takes the opportunity to slap his ass in the tiny swim shorts, of course, and stands up to get them some snacks. jack will nap, robby and jack will share a bag of overpriced popcorn and gossip about the people passing them by, about the couple arguing next to them about who forgot the sunscreen and who made them late.
jack will kiss the ice cream taste out of robby's mouth, later, when they go for a walk holding hands on the beach, stopping at an ice cream truck, which robby pretends not to want because that's for kids, but jack buys him one just to make him smile. "you deserve it, sweetheart," he'll say, entirely sincere, kissing robby's cheek with a hand on his back.
they'll pack up together and bitch about sand in places they didn't know sand could gather, they'll get home and fall asleep immediately at seven PM in each other's arms (because there is science behind why the beach tires you out, yes, but also they're old men in love who are chronically tired and eager for a sleepy cuddle.)
the next day, robby will trace jack's new swim shorts tan line with his tongue, line his hipbones and the v of his crotch with hickeys right where the water was kissing him, mumbling praise about his perfect mermaid, about how jealous robby was of his shorts in that moment, about how lucky robby is, how much he loved seeing jack's happy smile after swimming, the one that could end wars and save lives as it has many times before...
but right now, they just close their eyes together and listen to the waves, where there's peace, where their heads can't be louder than the sound of the ocean.
red carpet, shining eyes
Robby goes to his knees. Jack almost swallows his tongue. āWhat are you doing?ā āNow I need to take your inseam,ā Robby says, looking up at him with warm brown eyes, entirely serious, and Jack is speechless. A rarity. āThe inside measurement of your leg,ā he clarifies, sitting back on his haunches, āas well as the outside. Is that alright? It mustāve been a while since youāve had your measurements taken if you donāt remember this part.ā He smiles wryly this time, holding out the tape. āI know itās an awkward area. Iāll beā¦delicate.ā or robby is a personal stylist, jack is a rich ceo with no sense of style and in need of a suit for a gala- and if he snags a boyfriend along the way, it's a happy accident.
BEHOLD! personal stylist robby au is done. just something short and cute and fun, nothing too crazy, but i hope yall enjoy <3 let me know if you do!!
Jack begging for Robby, no act, not playing it up even a little. Jack is just that desperate for his man and when he finally gets it, the release is so good it makes him cry.
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"Please, baby, please," Jack is babbling, desperate and needy, tugging on Robby's shoulders, trying to get him close. "I need you on top of me, I need to feel you skin to skin, please--"
It's been a long, long week of shifts, and Jack has been looking forward to this all week. Just skin on skin, sharing their bodies, Robby rocking and rutting up against him. And yet he's so far, perched so high above Jack--
"Shh, shh, I'm right here," Robby soothes, finally going where Jack wants him, letting himself be pulled down into Jack's arms. Jack sobs in relief, wrapping his leg and arms tight around Robby, holding him down, close, keeping him there. He needs to be as close as possible.
"I got you, I'm right here, I know, I missed you too," are all things whispered and gasped into Jack's shoulder as Robby thrusts, skin on skin, perfect. Finally close. Finally, no holds barred.
Robby sitting with Jack in his lap in an armchair, fucking him slow and deep while holding him in a hug after Jack had a bad day.
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"You had a bad day, I know," Robby murmurs, soft and gentle and loving, slowly rocking up into Jack. He's holding him tight, keeping Jack in his lap, giving him the deep fucking he needs. It's slow, though, unhurried, Robby just taking his weight and holding him and giving him what he needs.
"I've got you," Robby murmurs gently in his ear, hand ghosting over Jack's cock, making him gasp and jerk. Robby's hugging him as much as holding him still while fucking him.
"I've got you," Robby repeats. "I've got you." He kisses Jack's shoulder, repositioning him on his lap to fuck up into him harder, firmer, faster. Giving him what he needs. Taking care of him like Robby always does.
Sooooo hi I just read a fic and I needs more plz! Robby the first person to ever just care for jacks prosthetic. Heās had the worst day itās dirty and he just canāt handle it so Robby cares for him and his leg without needing to be asked.
"I'll get up and clean it in a minute," Jack says quickly once he realizes that this is the first time he's left his prosthetic against Robby's couch at his place. They haven't been dating that long, and Jack can't help getting defensive no matter how long he's known Robby, but Jack just needed to sit down for a minute--
"I'll clean it for you," Robby says, picking it up gently, looking Jack in the eye. "If you don't mind."
Jack is speechless for a moment. "Yeah, uh, that's--yeah. Go ahead."
Robby smiles. "You okay?"
"Didn't think you would offer, is all."
"I love you," Robby says. "Of course I'm going to offer."
Jack pulls him down by the front of his shirt for a kiss, heart melting.
dolphin anon had trouble sending a few prompts in, so i am posting them like this!
Robby thinks Jack doesnāt want people to know theyāre together. Jack wants to shout it from the rooftops.
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"I thought you didn't want anyone to know."
"What, man? Robby, I want to shout it from the fucking rooftops that you're finally mine. That I go home to you every night. That you're sleeping in my bed now and we look forward to handoff more than ever now because of each other. I love you, man. I want to tell everyone we know. I thought you didn't want anyone to know."
"I do. I just..."
"Are afraid to say it? I know, baby, I know. but I'll tell everyone I fucking meet if you let me. Tell them that I bagged the most handsome man on the planet."
"I love you."
"Love you too, sweetheart."
Jack is having a hard time feeling good about his body and feeling like a less of a man bc of his amputation. Dana and Robby body worship him and show him how wrong he is.
-š anon
Arranged marriage Rabbot with Robby walking his new virgin husband through his first time.
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"Shh, shh, it's all okay," Robby soothes, running a hand down Jack's leg. "You're okay. I'm right here. I'm going to guide you through it."
"I'm nervous," Jack says, lashes fluttering.
"I know," Robby murmurs, kissing him softly, spreading Jack's thighs in his bed. "That's normal. You have nothing to expect but pleasure. You're going to love everything that we do."
Jack smiles up at him, already getting closer and more familiar with Robby despite having just been married a few hours ago, meeting him only weeks ago. But Robby keeps his word, making Jack see stars and gasp from how thoroughly Robby pleasures him. He wouldn't want anything but for his new husband.
King Robby is convinced that Knight Jack hates him because Jackās responses are always short and he always leaves the room as soon as he can.
It turns out that itās definitely not hate that Jack is feeling.
Heās desperately in love with Robby and heās always running from the room because he wants to climb his king like a tree and he doesnāt trust his self control.
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"So, you want to stay in my rooms for the night?" Robby asks, a smile dancing across his face.
Jack is still unable to look anywhere near him, mumbling to himself. "You don't even know, man," he finally manages, shifting in his armor. "Want it so bad. Want you."
"I thought you hated me," Robby confesses. "Thought that's why you didn't want to be near me."
"Want to be near you too much," Jack says, finally taking a bold step closer. "Want it all." He stares now, with the intensity that usually drives other people away, but it just brings Robby closer in.
"You can spend the night in my bed, loyal knight," Robby whispers, kissing his forehead. "And all the nights after."