18+ mdni this comment on my recent lil sick!reader blurb… god idk how i didnt think abt this before its. so fucking hot. im writing this as a continuation of this but i also feel the need to point out that this is all consensual n with safewords in place (as all my writing is!!!) and if you really felt terrible and didnt wanna do all this robby would happily take your temperature w an ear or oral thermometer. robby frank n reader just love to be perverted together okay. cool.
when frank brings robby the thermometer n a little tube of lubricant you’re immediately squirming in his lap and hiding you face in the base of his neck :(( frank’s the one who coos at your reaction, acts all sympathetic with his sad frown as if he doesn’t love this just as much as robby does. as if he isn’t pitching a tent in his sweats watching robby lube up his index finger.
“Stay still, honey.” Robby murmurs, soft and commanding and very doctor, the way he always is with things like this. His thumbs hook in the waistband of your shorts to pull the soft fabric down the slope of your ass, and he clicks his tongue when you whine and arch in an attempt to shift away from him. His big hand finds your hip to steady you. “Easy. You know you barely feel it. Don’t fuss.”
“‘S embarrassing,” You mumble against his clavicle, so quiet n muffled that frank barely hears it despite being mere feet away. the younger man chuckles.
“Embarrassing?” His grin is smug, and you wish you were close enough to try n smack it off him. “Baby, you’ve let me do much worse to your ass.”
“This is different,” you insist, shooting Frank a scathing look. “I’m sick, and it’s cold, and you two stare, and—“ you yelp when Robby grips your ass to spread your cheeks slightly and prod his lubricated finger against your hole, practically jumping out of your skin.
“Jesus christ—“ robby mutters. your hands reach up to grasp his shoulders, and you rise to your knees to try to move away. “Easy, sweetheart.” Robby’s grip on your hip tightens, and he applies a firm pressure to guide you back down onto his lap. “Take a deep breath. You’re fine.”
He nods when you obediently inhale, slow n steady, and his finger once again circles your hole to finish spreading lube there.
You shudder at the cold feeling, and your fingers curl tight in the fabric of Robby’s white undershirt.
“Alright, here we go. On three.” Robby says. “One, two,” he slides the thermometer inside you and you barely react, “three.”
You hear the soft beep as he clicks it on, and you blink up at him in surprise. He just knowingly meets your gaze with an unbothered expression, brows slightly raised. “See? Not so bad.” He rubs soothing circles on your lower back while he waits to get a reading. Frank hums.
“So dramatic for nothing, princess.”
“Shut up.” You grumble. “You’re just lucky nobody gets off on shoving thermometers up your ass.”
“Oh, I’m lucky? Yeah? Should Robby check and see how wet you are right now?”
You turn your face away, cheeks burning. “Shut up.”
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