about the "pussy throbbing on robby's lap" (lmao) i imagine they're out on the town with a bunch of other doctors from all over, at a convention of some sort, so they're feeling way more comfortable than usual, having a couple drinks on a night out and one thing leads to another... reader ends up in his lap, feeling all warm and fuzzy, she tries to act casual about it but she's so fucking turned on and when he feel it, he doesn't ignore it, he starts slowly stroking her thigh with his big ass hands and whispering things in her ear like "i can fucking feel you throbbing for me... you're killing me kid"
Please don't throw me out for this, but after your "I like my fictional assassins like I like my espresso" post, my brain immediately jumped to Lucanis performing the ESC live performance of Tommy Cash's Espresso Macchiato
First off, I would never throw you out, nonny. We'll chill in the trash together!
Second, Andraste's tits, the scream I just scrumpt at the absolute beauty that is Lucanis pulling this off with Spite and Manfred dancing in the background!!!! Pure gold. Bellara could never be this creative. I need this commissioned now.
2) crying crying during sex that leads to a pause or early end to comfort and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over
This one screams reader x Robby (or even reader x Rabbot) to me.
Yes.
Yes to reader x Rabbot.
My first dive into that pond
Warnings: Smut and comfort
Robby was fast asleep next to you where Jack had you comfortably pinned under his body. The both of you kept your moans silent, some special cell in your DNA able to contort them into soft pants so you don’t wake up your other lover.
“So soft, sweet baby” Jack whispers softly into your ear as his hips kept pushing forward. Your legs were wrapped high on his waist and your fingers tangling and tugging on his curls on the back of his head.
You both worked night shift last night, you not being as used to it as Jack. Last night was particularly hard for you. Twin 5 year old girls were brought in by police after being found locked in their basement and severely emaciated. Their mother was now in custody, but the case took quite the emotional toll on you.
You, yourself, had a not great childhood past with your mother. You had a hard time leaving that case at work. The walk back to your shared apartment was silent. Your fingers would periodically scratch against jacks palm, just to let him know you were still there, but no other communication.
It wasn’t until he was half asleep, and you climbed in his lap whimpering for some kind of comfort, some kind of distraction, some kind of connection, that you finally started talking again.
Jack hears a soft sob from below him and stops mid thrust. Looking down he sees the tears spilling from your eyes and you trying desperately to hold back the sobs.
“Sweet girl…it’s ok, baby…let it out” Jack says, not completely stilling his hips, but slowing down to a soft and gentle pace.
“Rob…wake up, man” Jack gently shoves Robby’s shoulder. The other man grunts in his sleep before softly blinking his eyes open. “Wha- what’s wrong?” Robby asks, sounding confused.
The look of confusion switches to a look of high alert when he hears your sob. He’s rolled over and sitting up before Jack can even explain.
“What’s wrong?” He doesn’t even seem phased by the fact that Jack is still inside you.
“Bad night” Jack offers, keeping his hips slow and soft. Robby’s hand goes your hair and he gently runs his fingers through as you continue to cry.
Jack stops, suddenly feeling like maybe he’s not helping, but you whimper in protest.
“Please Jackie…it’s the only thing keeping me sane right now” you say weakly pushing your hips up to meet his.
The boys situated you so your head was laying in Robby’s lap as Jack continued to make love to you. The both of them trying to replace whatever sour emotions they could with feelings of love and adoration.
Robby’s fingers threaded gently through your hair as he cooed softly, telling you how much they both love you and how much you’ve changed their lives.
Jack keeps his pace long and sturdy, making sure you can feel every inch pumping in and out of you. It’s his way of keeping you grounded, present.
The two of them together whispered soft words of love to you. “You’re the most amazing woman we’ve ever met”
“Sweetheart…we couldn’t get by without you”
“Beautiful girl…you’re our reason”
“Our whole purpose”
“We love you so much…we love you”
Your tears didn’t stop, they just changed direction.
What started off as a distraction from pain turned into a beautiful declaration of love between three souls who found each other in a hopeless place and somehow still found their way back to the pathway leading them towards the light.
I wonder what losing your virginity to Robby would feel like. Like step by step. She's about 25 and he's canon age.
Answering this as Wednesday, specifically, as she has a more esoteric mind on the matters of large age gaps.
The tenses in this are all over the place. Strap in.
He would talk you through it. Every single step. And when you asked if you could put him in your mouth, he wants to just focus on you, but he can’t help but say yes…especially with that pout and those wide, sparkling doe eyes.
Experience. The answer from Ellis ringing in your head after you asked her what you should look for in a first time partner.
Robby had more than enough, and the way he taught? You watched him with the new interns and residents…rotation after rotation. You could see how his teaching helped them grow into, not just better doctors, but better humans. They always left that rotation standing a little higher than they were when they started.
And that? That’s how you wanted to feel after your first time.
You can remember the time he helped talk you down from a panic attack after an angry husband suspected of DV, took a swing at you. Robby intercepted the fist in his hand, like some Captain America bullshit, and used the force to push him back against the wall and on the ground.
After security subdued the man, Robby took you outside in the cold, knowing how much the freezing temperatures can stimulate the vagus nerve to induce that calm feeling.
He sat down on of the concrete planters and squatted down in front of you, his large hands , spread across the tops of your thighs for leverage (heehee). You could feel the heat from his palms burning into your skin through your scrubs.
He spoke low and soft, slow and delicate. He talked you through an emergency thoracotomy and then asked you to tell him something about yourself. Anything to distract your mind.
You were frazzled. You couldn’t help it. The patient’s husband almost hitting you, Robby defending you, Robby taking you outside, his…his fucking huge hands on you….the way his voice stayed so steady as he described the procedure in an effort to calm your nerves…you couldn’t help it…it just came out
“I’m a virgin….and I want-“ his eyebrows shot to his hairline at your confession and he literally fell backwards into his ass. Sturdy ass meets freezing concrete. He grunted and let out a pained groan. Standing up he rubbed his ass cheek and shook his head with a nervous chuckle.
“I meant like…your favorite color or…a fun memory with your mom or something” he chuckles, not with judgement, just as a way to help quell the awkwardness he sees in your eyes. He sits down next to you on the concrete planter and moves to place the dark green fleece over your shoulders when you shiver. “Go on, kid, you want?” He urges you to finish. You dont have too…you can tell by the look in his eyes he knows.
“I was hoping..well thinking about it…Parker said makes sure it’s someone you trust…and most importantly someone with experience…and I trust you? Right? Implicitly…I know you wouldn’t hurt me…and experience? I mean, I just know you know what you’re doing…it would be too cruel if you didn’t…I mean come on” you’re babbling now. Anxiety completely taking the reins of the conversation and Robby couldn’t help but let it. He was joyfully amused.
“Watching your fingers wrap around the largyngoscope when you intubate someone? The way you’re so precise in every move you make…you’ve just gotta be devastating, right?” You’re looking at him now, hopeful, like you’re asking Bigfoot if he really exists.
He lets out a loud singular laugh and the blush on his face has crept over his ears and up his scalp. He hides his face momentarily and snorts before looking back up and shaking his head in disbelief.
“Ki-“ you cut him off with your continued rant. “And like…the way you teach? Michael.” You’ve never called him Michael. Never. Not once. You’re a nurse. He’s a doctor. You respect that. But today? Hearing Michael come from your lips? Yeah. He never wanted to hear you call him ‘Dr. Robby’ again.
“I just know…you wouldn’t judge or push…or make me feel stupid or rushed…you wouldn’t judge my body…and you’d talk me through everything. You’re such an excellent teacher” you didn’t even realize you were doing it. But he was getting hard. You had a pure and innocent cadence to your voice right now and paired with the information that you were, in fact, pure and innocent? He was losing his mind.
“Kid stop. Fuck… stop. You’re killing me here” he lets out a chuckle and shifts awkwardly in his spot. He coughs and looks up to meet your eyes and in attempt to distract you from the tent he’s pitched in his black Figs.
“I’d be…fucking….fuck. I’d be honored. But, me? I’m an old man. You could have any one of those young guys in there. Mateo has had his eyes on you for months” your ears perked. He’s paying attention to you? Robby is paying close enough attention to notice who’s noticing you?
You clenched. You had to cross your legs and Robby clocked it immediately. “Jesus fucking Christ, little dove, you’re gonna make me say yes, aren’t you? You don’t even realize the fucking power you have over me” he growls low in his throat.
You give him a look of absolute oblivious virtue and he chuckles low in his throat, standing up to stretch, putting his hard on right in your face. Your eyes grow wide and before you can even think, you’re palming it through his scrubs.
He jolts forward, having not been paying attention. He was stretching the kinks out with his head and arms up to the sky…not looking down. He didn’t think you’d…you fucking did.
He shouts. Like he stubbed his toe or hit his thumb with a hammer. His hands come down in a ‘woosh’ oh air landing over your small on, still on his cock. “Fucking Hell you can’t just…grab it”
You giggle softly and give a squeeze for good measure. His hips push forward involuntarily and he actually swats your hand away. He bends forward with his hands on his knees, breathing out in short pants.
“Come over…tonight…I have your number I’ll text you my address. Bring an overnight bag. We’ll take our time, yeah?” He says after gathering himself for a minute or two. You nod obediently and watch as he takes his phone out, texting you the information.
I keep seeing your "breast milk in their coffee" post on my dash, and I think it short-circuited my brain bc I can't stop thinking about Jack x Reader where Jack brings the milk in to work, and Robby drinks it and likes it so much he wouldn't stop bugging Jack to tell him what label was it...
So when Robby is invited over, and you complain about being sore and Robby is raiding the fridge for the milk, Jack just kinda loses it and pulls out your boob and starts to massage it, holding Robby's glass for the milk that drips from you, and kinda slamming it down with a "Here you go, man"
Next thing you know, two man are latched on you, sucking on your nipples and all of you are moaning and one of them has there hand in your pants and....
Oooooh may I request the stargazing sex with jack off of the prompt list please??
✨✨✨
Absolutely you can!!
Just Us And - romantic smutty blurb
Jack Abbot x Reader go on vacation to get away and see natural beauty
Warnings: tooth rotting romantic sex. In Alaska. Beautiful skies
When Jack mentioned the idea of your first vacation together, you could have never imagined this. He booked a luxury 5 star “igloo” resort that was built especially to view Aurora Borealis. Where did this man even come from?
For the next 5 days it would just be you, Jack, the wilderness, and the sky. You both made a pact to keep your cell phones hidden in a bedside drawer, only viewing them for 15 minutes a day to check in and make sure there weren’t any emergencies at home.
Your days were filled with excursions you both chose together. Tomorrow was a dog sled ride and a sauna, the day after a helicopter sight seeing tour and time on the ATVs. You have a northern lights photography session booked: offered by the hotel, on the 3rd night to capture you and Jack outside with the stunning display of nature.
There were some dinners and lunches booked here and there, but the mornings? And the late nights? Were for each other.
After unpacking and taking a long hot shower complete with holding each other under the spray, washing each other slowly, and a handjob brought to you by bubbles, you were both laying in bed naked, staring up at the sky.
The sun was finally setting completely and your entire roof and part of the wall was glass. The stars were enough to take your breath away. Living in Pittsburgh, stars really weren’t super visible.
You had never seen a sky this filled before. Jacks lips press gently against your neck and his hand slides over your naked abdomen. “No matter what the sky shows us tonight, you’re prettier” he says in your ear before running his tongue along your lobe.
You giggle softly and roll your eyes playfully. “So smooth, Jackie boy” you laugh and turn your head to kiss him. You grab his hand and move it slow down your body, resting it between your legs, cupping against the heat.
“Why don’t you show me how pretty you think I am” you say with a sly smile. Jacks skin stars to turn a greenish hue as he leans to hover over you. Looking past him, you see the northern lights start to stretch across the sky.
With two fingers in his mouth, Jack looks down at you taking in the sky. The wonder and awe on your face, your eyes switching between him and the sky, not sure which one is more beautiful.
His fingers slide into you slowly while his other hand nudges your knees so they drop lazily. The purple and red from the lights were casting a magenta berry streak of color around the room.
Your back arches when he hits your gspot. His fingertips pressure down on the sensitive nerve bundle. Your eyes close for mere seconds and in that time, Jack drops to the mattress like a sniper and sucks your clit into his mouth.
The cries that come from your chest sound like a movie score written just for this night, for this setting. It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to smack against your pelvis like a wave knocking you on your ass.
“You’re incredible” Jack says with adoration decorating his eyes. You look up at him and smile softly, still panting softly and getting your wits about you.
“Make love to me, Jack. Under these stars…under these lights…fuck me so sweet you ruin me for any one else for the rest of my life” you purr out, pushing your pelvis up to brush your slit against the head of his leaking cock.
With a deep hiss, Jack leans down to devour your mouth. With one hand planted next to your head on the bed, the other grips the base of his cock, running the head up and down with intention. Collecting your wet and nudging the tip against your clit was torturing you.
“Jack…damnit, please…enough… enough play. I need you inside me, Dr. Abbot…Jack..Abb… Jackie please” you babble out , planting your feet and pushing up.
“Such a needy little girl, huh? All this beautiful around you and you still aren’t satisfied? You just need my cock, too, huh?”
“Pretty please…cherry on top” you keen softly when the head of his cock notches against your opening. “Mma needy girl” your words were dripping with desperation.
“My needy girl” he growls low in his chest. The possessiveness in his voice made you drip.
“Yours…it’s all yours” you agree in a soft whimper.
With a slow, but sturdy snap, he bottoms out in one thrust. Looking down at you, hes taken back by how mystical you look in this moment; like a fairytale.
The blues, greens, purples, pinks, and reds of the Northern Lights bounced over your skin, reflecting back in your eyes and they are also decorating the walls of the room in a natural light show.
Your mouth was open, your eyes were closed. You threw your legs up and around jacks ribs, trying to get as close to him with your entire body as you could.
“Open your eyes, beautiful girl, you can’t miss this” he says.
His pace is delicious. His hips move with enough sensuality, mixed with the length and girth of him, he’s hitting every spot you’ve never been able to reach in your own.
Your eyes fly open and you’re met with the vision of the Northern Lights splayed crossed Jacks straining muscles as he fucks into you.
“Jesus, Jack. You’re ravishing” you whimper out pathetically, fighting to keep your eyes from closing in overwhelming pleasure.
“I love you…I love you, so much” Jack says with conviction. You nod immediately, no regret, no uncertainty, no question.
“I love you, too, Jackie” you respond before Jack leans down to kiss you, trying to transfer every emotion he has through his lips.
Lying together after the most intense vaginal orgasm of your life, jacks fingers and pas are gently massaging your shaking thighs.
“This has to be one of the best nights of my life” you admit with a genuine smile.
“And it’s only our first night…it’s only gonna get better from here on out, sugar.” He says with a side smirk, placing a kiss to both of your knee caps.
“This will always be ours, this night. This trip. No one will ever be able to take this from us. Just us and the Northern Lights…nothing has ever felt more perfect” your voice makes jack shiver softly.
Climbing up your body and moving to pull you on top of him, he holds you to his side and your hand immediately starts to move over his chest and abdomen, gently scratching.
imagine robby fucking you and making you look down so you can see the bulge in your lower stomach as he thrusts into you. you can see the swell every time he pushes into you. he’s that big.
I have this obsession with the idea that he would record a video in his phone of just where you connect. Like a video of him sliding in and out of you up close. He keeps it in his locked folder on his phone.
It’s just up close penetration, the sounds of your skin and slick, and your moans and breathing mixing together.
saw a post that said “Old Man's gotta put his glasses on to 'find' your clit and see exactly how wet your hole gets for him” and i can't stop thinking about robby doing just that…
