omg what about robby and whitaker like robby is just used to whitaker being his little puppy and doing whatever he says. like usually when robby is fucking you, dennis is holding your hand, whispering praises. but one day when robby is fucking you, dennis moves from his usual spot by your head and down to your thighs like he just can’t help himself. robby is so confused until dennis is eating you out while robby fucks you. and holy shit he’ll give robby’s cock a kiss here and there in between licks and robby is so turned on
MMMM YUP
18+ MDNI
“where you going, honey?” robby’s voice is rough and low with arousal as he rolls his hips into you. his pace slow and deep, his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust and making you keen and squirm with sensitivity.
dennis is crawling down your body. he presses kisses to your bare skin, grinning when the soft touch makes you shiver. he doesn’t answer robby. once he reaches the apex of your thighs he leans down and his mouth latches right on to the top of your slit.
you gasp, hips bucking, and robby’s big hands come down heavily to hold you still. “shit, baby, take it easy.”
“dennis,” the way your voice wavers when you say his name makes dennis’s cock twitch, “ohmygod”
“you like that, sweetheart?” robby condescends. one of his hands leaves your hip to smooth across dennis’s back, from the small of it to his shoulder blades. then it finds its way to the curly locks on his head. robby’s fingertips scratch affectionately at his scalp.
