âtake it like a fuckinâ man,â robby grunts the cruel words as he thrusts his hips like an animal. his thick erection pushes into dennisâ tight asshole, tearing him in half. dennisâ cunt cries out, clenching around nothing as his other hole grates in discomfort.
dennis bites his bottom lip, but canât help the girlish whines that come from deep down in his chest. his cheeks flush from embarrassment as robbyâs rough fingertips find his throbbing clit.
robby growls, nipping dennisâ ear with his teeth, âcum for me, denny. cum on my cock.â
he whines, âi canât.â the pain in his ass so brutal it denies him an orgasm. fat tears pour out his eyes as he bounces back against robbyâs hips.
robby continues working his clit. âstop crying. yâknow this is how men have sex. they get fucked in the ass. isnât that what you wanted, hm?â
ânooo- not like this.â dennis canât believe what heâs hearing.
robby pulls back, balancing the tip of his dick in dennisâ clenched asshole, the tight hole forming itself around robbyâs bright pink head. "so pathetic, denny. can't even cum for me. what kinda man are you, huh?"
dennis sobs, "m'sorry, i'm so sorry, p-please." he braces himself for what he knows is coming, unable to stop his blubbering wails as robby bucks forward, slamming himself back into dennis' frail body.
âaughh- itâs t-too much,â dennis howls, arching his back, pain shooting up his spine. his asshole is raw and abused, burning as robby fucks into him relentlessly, ignoring how the young boy writhes on the mattress.
robby speaks through gritted teeth, âshutthefuckup- take it, take it, take it.â as he releases his load, filling him up with his white thick strands. he slows down, rolling his hips as he milks himself using dennis' soft hole, pumping his remains and allowing them to leak out, coating both of the men's trembling thighs in his slick mess.
Actually ya know what I think that during Jack and Dennis's first time, Dennis desperately wants to hold hands, but he's still kind of inexperienced and nervous when it comes to sex. And maybe he's a little embarrassed for wanting it, so he doesn't know how to ask for it.
Just keeps reaching his hands out like Jack will read his mind. He doesn't. Instead, he just thinks Dennis is reaching for him, so he'll redirect the hands to his hips or biceps or chest. Mumbling about you can feel me baby, it's ok.
Until eventually, Dennis is a blubbering mess, actual tears burning down his face. Because it feels like he's being ignored, and he hates that, hates it so much it has his chest aching. And that makes Jack stop, scrambling to figure out what's wrong. Petting the tears away and cooing at Dennis to use his words, please, sweetheart, youâre scarin' me.
And then, with a hiccuping shuddering breath, voice filled with shame, Dennis finally admits, need you to hold my hands, doesn't feel right if you don't...
Jack nearly melts at the embarrassment in Dennis's voice at such a sweet request. Chuckling as he kisses away the last of the tears, sturdy hands finally going where Dennis needs them most. Fingers intertwined and palms slotted together so Dennis can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Part 1 of a little comic for mershark soap and pirate ghost :)
Ghost thought sharks didn't make noise so he's really shocked when the one he's stuck with (hes not really stuck hes keeping it around cause he feels bad and the mer is handsome) starts crying loudly...
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
Dennisâs favorite position being doggy style. But itâs never the traditional one no matter how hard Dennis tries to stay still. Itâs the specific one where his arms start to get shaky so he lets his upper body melt into the mattress while Robby holds up his bottom half as he keeps rutting into him. How he turns his head to smush his face into the sheets while Robby leans more over him and presses one of his large hands flat into his back, holding him still and in place while he goes harder and deeper.
Robby murmered into Dennis's neck as he pressed wet kisses down to his chest, the younger man leaned his head further back, offering more skin to be worshipped. The gasp that left Whitakers mouth was almost unrecognisable as the attending latched his mouth onto one nipple and swirled his tongue around the area, repeating ths process to the other.
"So pretty baby"
Robby turned Dennis around, pressing his back to the attendings chest, as the larger hand moved downwards, with no clothes as barriers, his dick was wrapped in the warmth of a hand as it spread the precum from the tip.
"Such a cute boy"
The older man thrust slightly, Dennis feeling what he longed to have in him, rutting against his ass, still not near enough. After a few strokes, thrusts, wet kisses, Dennis was walked to the end of the bed and bent over it as Robby moved away. The drizzle of lube fell through his ass crack, getting him ready, he could -
"Not too much Mike, let it hurt a bit."
Jack's voice didnt make Dennis jump, it did bring him down slightly at the reminder that they were being watched . Listening to the instruction, the cap being closed and the bottle being thrown beside the bed being the only sounds other than their heavy panting.
Robbys tip slowly pushed at Dennis's entrance, he had prepped before Jack had arrived. The smaller man's hips were grabbed softly and Robby slowly began to push into him.
"Just fuck him Mike. Now."
Just like that, the older man bottomed out and Dennis's jaw was slacked, the pain mixing with pleasure. The thrusts began slow and shallow, Dennis let his torso fall on to the bed and moan at the sensation.
"Jesus christ Mikey, hold him harder, bruise him, fuck him harder."
Dennis could feel the hesitancy as Robby tightened his grip, still not hard enough to leave bruises but enough that he would feel the sensation for a few hours after the hands were no longer there. The thrusts did follow instuction though, they were harder, deeper, Dennis's whole body being moved by Robby's dick as it pushed and pulled.
"Such a good boy" the awe and wonder in Robbys voice made Dennis's heart flutter.
"He is a little slut that needs to be fucked hard. So stop pampering the whore and fuck him."
Jack sounded annoyed, the pair could hear him shifting in the chair in the corner of the room where he was watching him. Dennis could picture Jack leaning forward, arms balancing on his thighs, his face scowled with the wrinkle between his eyebrows.
"Such a fucking whore, taking it so well, like you were meant too."
Dennis couldnt reply to Jack even if he wanted to, his mind was mush, he was being plowed within an inch of his life and he couldnt be happier. All too soon, without warning, Dennis finished, most of it landing on his own chest. That must have triggered Robby as Dennis felt the attending tense and his ass filled with cum too.
"Pull out, let it drip down him, he deserves to be covered in cum."
An unconscious whine left the younger man's mouth as Robby listened and left him feeling empty. Instead of responding to the whine, Robby listened to Jack telling him to go and clean himself up.
"Come here mouse"
On wobbly legs, Dennis also listened to the domineering man and balanced on Jack's thigh, not thinking about the cum that was still leaking out of him.
"Did you like fucking Daddys friend mouse?"
Sighing in contentment, Dennis leaned forward silently asking for a kiss which he was given and snuggled into the other man, knowing he wouldn't care about the bodily fluids, he would probably add to them in a minute too.
mmm yes I am still thinking about sugar mama x sugar baby nolevans. dana buying her all sorts of pretty clothes and dressing her up like a doll, petting and kissing over her soft skin as she covers it up. taking her girl to nice restaurants, ordering for her, grinning fond across the table every time emma likes the food.
keeping emma in her lap as often as possible, kept and held, dana murmuring how pretty she is, over and over. my pretty girl... do you like the dress? yeah? real silk, baby, just for you. so fuckin pretty in it, can't wait to fuck you in it... make you feel so good... gonna let mommy play with you tonight? hmm? my favorite girl, so sweet for me. <3
Happy slutty sleepover!!!!!!! This ask took me a second bc work but it's been ON MY MINDđŹđˇ
I'm thinking non-established hucklerabbot where Robby and Abbot have been in a long-term, extremely fraught mutual pining-ship but are propositioned for a threesome by Dennis who needs this for a/b/o or bio!dom/sub reasons. Robby and Abbot spend the whole threesome sizing each other up through how the other one handles Dennis/being weirdly competitive the whole time. Like they want to rip each other apart so bad but this is for Dennis.
Sorry I usually write more for a prompt but the service dog dennis fic has given me severe competitive rabbot brainworms and i am foaming at the mouth. Congrats on 1k!!!
-@puppyjavadi
AHHHH @puppyjavadi !! I was hoping youâd stop in! <3
100% Dennis sends them a painfully polite email saying that since heâs having his heat upcoming, and he doesnât trust any of the hospitalâs on-staff alphas for his rut, would they pretty please help him through it? Theyâre the only alphas he trusts :((
Because he needs their big hands and soft voices, that steady confidence they both ooze from their pores. And Robby and Jack discuss it beforetime, of course, they promise not to be âweirdâ about it afterwards. They were both adults. This was fine.
But Jack was taking in greedy huffs of air scenting Robbyâs arousal for the once of very few times. Robbyâs staring into Jackâs dark eyes while fingering Dennis open. Jack couldnât pop his knot for the first round until Robby gave him a low, âcome on, brother, give him what he needs.â
It just riles them both up; I mean, they have a beautiful, sweet omega in heat literally in their laps and they still can only think about the other alpha in the room. The hickies stack up quickly, one over the others, like theyâre chasing the taste of the otherâs spit. Robbyâs lining up his hands with the bruises left from Jackâs fingers. It could be written off as typical alpha competition- and it most likely will be afterwards- but Jack can still remember the feeling of Robbyâs lips on his nape when he thought Jack was asleep.
i want doctor robby to be very slowly trying to father dennis- like giving him better clothes because hes 'doing a deep clean' or saying hes proud of him, just generally being a friendly and comforting presence of fatherly affection
so when doctor abbot starts buying dennis stuff or saying nice things to him dennis is like 'ah I seem to have acquired another father figure against my will, and honestly im already so overwhelmed with robby and all the weird childhood trauma this is bringing up, this has got to stop'
queue a moment where abbot is doing smt overly nice and dennis snaps like "youre not my dad jesus and I dont fucking want you to be"
and abbot just leans in and purrs into his ear "well good, I wasn't trying to be...your daddy on the other hand...."
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