I’d love to see some sweet, tender missionary sex please! Something that lets them enjoy the romanticism of just being together and having all the time in the world.
The lights are dimmed low, and there are honest to god candles burning in the corners of Robby and Jack's bedroom, rosepetals scattered to the floor from the bed, a bucket of champagne with slowly melting ice on the dresser.
But the rhythmic squeak of the mattress is all either of them are paying attention to, slow and soft, breathing into each other's mouths as they rock together. Robby wants to kiss him, but he can't quite manage that coordination when he needs to breathe, so he settles for resting his forehead against Jack's and staring into his eyes.
Robby doesn't have to be at work in the morning. Jack doesn't have to be at work tonight. All they have to do is rest here, together, bodies entwined, Jack wrapped up around him so tight. Jack has his arms and legs around Robby, holding him close, keeping him gently held.
Jack's body is cradling him so perfectly, so soft and warm inside and so firm and muscled on the outside, that Robby falls in love a little more with every thrust. He swallows Jack's gasps, Jack swallows his moans. "I love you," Robby whispers, unable to help himself. "You feel so good."
"You, too," Jack replies, cradling the back of his head for a gentle, true kiss. Robby's throbbing a little harder, rocking a little faster into Jack's body, everything slick and perfect and just right. "We're having missionary with the lights off, baby," he whispers with a little smile.
"Let me enjoy it," Robby says, and whatever mumble Jack makes about him being a hopeless romantic is swallowed. Robby plans to stay here, right here, as long as possible, in sweet syrupy warmth until the candles melt down to the base.
Trans!Jack enjoying anal for the first time (whether it’s his first time period or just his first time truly enjoying it is up to you!). Robby turning Jack’s bones to liquid as he comes just from Robby fucking him through the mattress, huge dick in his ass and warm weight holding him down.
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(PS: I hope you’re enjoying your vacation!)
“That’s it,” Robby coos, hands on Jack’s hips firmly from behind, holding him steady while Robby fucks his ass. “Enjoying yourself, honey? Feels good?”
“Yes,” Jack slurs, completely catatonic, eyes half closed with his head turned on its side in his pillow. He’s clutching it under the arms, letting Robby keep his hips raised and in position, fucking him nice and slow and deep. Thorough thrusts every time.
Jack’s never enjoyed anal like this before. It’s never felt this good, like it was supposed to be pleasurable for him instead of the man fucking him. But as always, Robby makes him feel like he deserves to be the center of attention.
His pussy is drooling, but ignored, Robby’s big dick in his ass all he needs to get close. He’s doing absolutely none of the work, letting Robby finger him and fuck him silly, drooling into the pillow.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” Robby purrs, still holding Jack’s hips in place while he drives in deep. “Gonna come from this cock in your ass?”
“I am, I really am,” Jack groans, fucking back into Robby’s big dick, feeling Robby’s hips against his ass, happy to let himself be taken care of.
Omega!Jack freshly mated and sated, lounging on the bed running his fingers over his fresh mating bite and the bruises that Robby left all over him. Alpha!Robby comes back with water and some fruit ready to take care of his fucked out omega and gets all blushy seeing the marks he’s left behind. Jack is more than happy to reassure him that this is exactly what he wanted.
Robby enters the room with water and a bowl of snacks, ready to take care of Jack, a towel draped over one arm...and immediately looks away with a wild blush on his face when he sees Jack, naked and lounging in bed. He's running his fingers over the rides of Robby's mating bite, still tender and sensitive.
Jack smiles. "You're allowed to look. It's okay." He lays out with his legs spread, still dripping, body deliciously sore and sated. His entire being relaxes when he feels Robby's presence, inhales his scent. That's his alpha now. His alpha is going to take care of him, love him, shroud him in safety and comfort and warmth the way an omega needs. The way Jack has never allowed himself to need before.
"Come here," Jack murmurs, admiring Robby's naked body. Robby settles down beside him, gently cleaning him off and feeding him water. "Alpha..." Jack nuzzles into his chest hair, inhaling his scent, trying to pull Robby closer with just his whines.
"I'm here," Robby says, cuddling up with him, making him feel safe, held, and loved. The best mating Jack could ask for.
something happens and Jack starts feeling insecure about his fem side. que robby knowing him better than anyone and figuring it out, only to go on a shopping spree and worship his beautiful wife until he forgets why he was insecure about it in the first place. lot of romantic, hot sex as a result.
Maybe it's the dark winter gloom, maybe it's the day Jack forgot to take his antidepressants, maybe it's just that voice inside getting louder than usual with nothing to do but sit inside and think...but Jack has been in a mood.
And Robby knew it. Of course he did, he knows Jack better than he knows himself, and he knew exactly how to fix it. Or at least help.
He got Jack out of the house, bundled him up and fed him and took him shopping with a hand on his lower back, making him feel claimed and seen and utterly Robby's.
And now Robby is kneeling between his legs, Jack sitting with his thighs spread on the edge of the bed, almost shaking with how intense Robby's gaze is. Worshipful, soft, gentle, loving, as he rubs his hands up and down Jack's thighs, wrapped in new white stockings that Robby paid for with a kiss on Jack's head. "Robby," Jack begins, but where does he go from there?
"I'm happiest when I'm just like this, between your legs," Robby murmurs, laying another kiss on the back of his hand, then on his arm over his sleeve, clad in white mesh, just over the arms and shoulders so his tits are out.
But Jack feels more loved than sexy and tempting in this moment. Robby dressed him up like a doll, Robby paid for it all, Robby wanted this. Loves Jack like this, feminine and soft with no need to be in charge of anything but this. But sitting here and being pretty for Robby.
"Gorgeous, princess," Robby breathes, coming up for a kiss. Jack wraps his legs around Robby's waist, coaxing him back. They tip back onto the mattress together, where Robby whispers, "Let me worship you? Please? Won't have to lift a finger, I promise."
And though Jack feels naked and exposed under that gaze, how can he say anything but yes?
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