ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃 i'm just picturing being dad!robbys perfect little girl. always listening to him, so pliant, so eager to please, so soft and sweet.
but bro!frank is always huffy when robby so clearly coddles you instead of him :(
it often leads to frank acting out in jealousy; pinching your clit too harshly, biting too hard, pulling your hair too roughly when you're sucking him off. but that always leads to tears from you and running straight back to daddy.
you plop yourself right onto robbys lap while hes nursing a beer and trying to watch a late night game. he peers down and your teary face while you whine and squeak out about how frankie was being soso mean to you.
robby grumbles out, 'i'll deal with him later' and caresses your hair, soothing your laboured breathing until your chest is rising and falling steadily and you're drooling against his shoulder.
frank has recently learned that him acting up doesn't work and in fact makes his situation worse. so frank now has a mission to make you act up.
robby will be out of the house one day, and you two were on strict rules of no touching!! yourselves or eachother
frank was doing everything he possibly could to rile you up and make you crack. walking around the house in a tight, short top, stretching his arms up so you could catch a glimpse of his happy trail. picking you up and placing you somewhere else nonchalantly, knowing how much of a whore you are for some manhandling.
he can see the way your thighs are rubbing together and your pupils are becoming increasingly dilated as you watch him with need, but you don't act on it. he nearly scoffs out loud. the lengths you'll go to, to keep robby happy.
so frank will just have to push you a little!
you're snuggled up on the couch when frank grabs you under the arms and sets you on top of him. he watches the way a blush creeps its way onto your cheeks and your hips twitch slightly. his hands run down the sides of your body and settle on your hips, grabbing them and guiding you to rock on his thigh.
the needy whimpers you let out run straight to his cock, but frank has to remind himself he's trying to get you in trouble, not himself. "frankie.. we shouldn't" frank just flat out ignores you, tightening his grip on your hips and grinding you faster against the rough material of his shorts.
"frankie daddy said-"
"he said we can't touch. we aren't touching, you're just... rubbing"
your mind was too hazy to disagree, so caught up in the goal of cumming, you just let frank rock you back and forth. and right as you're about to climax, frank pushes you off.
you land on the side of the couch, peering up at him teary eyed and looking dejected. "frankie.. i was about to.."
he pushes himself up off the couch, an embarrassingly large wet patch on his thigh from where you were so needily humping him evident on his shorts. "finish yourself off" he shrugs and strolls back to his room.
you almost cry out of frustration, and with a mind all cloudy with the desperation to finish, you completely forget about the rule robby had set.
so right there on the couch, you pull one of robby's hoodies from the back of the chair, pull it up to your nose, and hike your leg over one of the throw pillows, needily grinding against it to reach what you so desperately desired.
when robby returns home, he walks into the living room to see you humping one of the new pillows. panties thrown haphazardly on the floor, his hoodie drowning your figure, and slick dripping down the pillow. robby squints and clenches his jaw. his good girl disobeying his rules? how strange.
he clears his throat and your head snaps to him, eyes widening in shock and you scramble backwards off the pillow.
"daddy i'm sorry!" you drop to your knees right in front of him, looking at him with pleading eyes. "i didn't mean to i just.." and as you're spouting bullshit you wrap your arms around his leg, resting your cheek against his thigh. "i'm so sorry" you're whining and whimpering now, and robby can tell you haven't even been able to make yourself cum because now you're hastily grinding against his boot.
"dumb baby" he tuts, gripping your hair and pulling you back. "humping on every surface like a mutt huh?" your cheeks burn with embarrassment.
by now, frank is in the doorway, watching the scene unfold with mischievous eyes (and a raging boner but he's ignoring that for now)
robby sighs, "i thought i'd get home to my pretty girl being good for me like always." shaking his head in disappointment
you yelp out, "i'm still good for you, im sorry"
robby shakes his head again. "you disobeyed my rules" he kicks you off his boot gently because he's always gentle with his favourite girl and turns towards frank, to whom he points to, and beckons over with a wiggle of his finger.
robby now turns back to you, "frank, for once, has been so good for me, and because im feeling nice, i'll let you watch and see what good kids get"
you watch from the floor as frank gets rewarded with robby's dick down his throat and you whimper needily. by now you were shamelessly grinding down on the fucking floor, desperate for any form of relief.
robby chuckles. his spoiled girl. can't even make herself cum anymore.
for the rest of the night you're forced to watch frank get rewarded, even though he's the one that started the whole thing :(
and frank hasn't ever felt happier, getting off to the desperate, pleading look you were giving him while he got to feel good.
!!! this is fully inspired by the wonderful @pinkandblueblurbs i loooooooove their stuff, go check it out!!
sorry i got a little carried away here... it was just supposed to be a blurb
enjoy angels!! 🪽
