Sugar daddy Robby who loves to spoil his girl, not just materially but in general. He would be so good to you, buying you your favorite flowers every week, making sure you take care of yourself (reminding you to drink water, eat, etc), taking you on whatever cute dates you want.
He doesn't even care about buying you fancy things necessarily. He LOVES buying you little things he notices you lingering on in when you go out shopping together that he knows you'd never buy for yourself because they're not a necessity. It doesn't matter if the things a little trinket that costs less than $5, he's buying it for his girl.
You guys go on little farmers market dates every week, taking time to walk by every booth, hand in hand. He always buys you whatever stuff you want from there, whether it be fruits and veggies or sweets or little crafts. He just loves taking you out and spoiling you.
Don't get him wrong he also loves taking you to fancy places. Going on a fancy dinner date with you a minimum of twice a month? absolutely. He loves when you get dressed up and he gets to take you out and show you off only to carefully take off your outfit later, showing you just how much he appreciates you.
You love doing things for him too. If you're at his apartment when he's not there (he gave you a key shortly after you got together) he always comes home to his apartment cleaned up nicer than it was when he left you that morning. You did his dishes and laundry for him, folding his scrubs neatly on the bed for him so he doesn't have to worry about this stuff when he gets home.
You started packing him lunches and snacks for work when you guys moved in together about a year into his relationship. This is what ends up giving away the fact that Robby's seeing someone to his coworkers. They know this man would never willingly take care of himself on shift and now he's coming in with a little black cooler lunch box you got for him, packed with an *actual* lunch and some snacks like granola bars, crackers, etc for throughout his shift. He tries to brush off the knowing looks he gets from his staff with an excuse about trying to be healthier and this works for a little until he comes in one day with a nice yeti coffee tumbler filled with coffee you made for him that morning rather than surviving on shitty hospital coffee. That's when they knew there was *no* way he was doing this himself. They all let him continue playing it off like he didn't have you taking care of him at home until one day he forgets his lunch in the rush out the door. You come into to PMTC later that morning, lunch box in hand, wearing a pretty little sundress and sandals. The ladies at the front desk let you in when you say you're here for Robby and they see the all familiar lunch box. Everyone in the ER is shocked when they see this pretty young thing walk up to Robby with a lovesick grin and his lunch box. Robby's usual professionalism drops as soon as he sees you in the ER, anxiety rushing through his body as he approaches you quickly before realizing you just brought his lunch, sighing with an affectionate smile. He talks to you at the nurses station for a second, ignoring Princess and Perlah listening intently nearby. When you go to leave he gives you a quick kiss, taking the lunchbox from you. They don't let Robby live this down for *weeks* teasing him about his pretty young girlfriend and enjoying the way he blushes, his cheeks, ears, and neck turning a dark red.
A/N: So here's a Sugar Daddy!Robby blurb/oneshot in celebration of my 21st birthday on 8/2! All I could imagine all week was getting spoiled by sugar daddy Robby in celebration of my birthday. I just need spoiled like this
Warnings: age gap relationship (reader is in her late 20's and Robby's ~50), sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship, mainly plot with smut t the end, p in v, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, daddy kink, choking
You and Robby started your arrangement around 6 months ago. You were a broke PhD student and Robby was a lonely attending physician with no where to put his affection or money. The two of you met at a coffee shop near PMTC when you were in front of him in line and forgot your wallet and Robby offered to pay for your coffee and breakfast for you. You had thanked him endlessly and he just brushed it off with a warm smile and saying he's been there, and that he knows an exhausted student when he sees one. You felt your face get hot at that comment, not realizing how frazzled you had looked lately. You tried to pay him back and he just brushed you off, saying it was no problem until he saw how guilty you were feeling. For some reason he had a guttural urge to protect you and be soft with you. He offered to call it even if you ate breakfast with him and chatted with him. You agreed with a relieved smile, the corners of your eyes crinkling. Robby couldn't say he wasn't happy to have some company for a change. He was so used to only talking to people at work and maybe some family here and there and the idea of talking to someone about something outside of work sounded amazing.
The two of you ate breakfast together, chatting about different things like your degree, what he does for work, hobbies, likes, etc. You ended up confiding in him during your conversation about the struggles of being a PhD student with school taking up so much of your time and barely able to work part time that money was pretty tight. This made his heart ache, remembering what it felt like to be in that position when he was in med school. He thought about it for a second before offering to help you pay for things. You froze at his offer, immediately declining it at first, not wanting to take hand outs or be pitied. Robby calmed you down with the touch of his hand on yours, his calloused hand on top of your soft one. He explained that he just wanted to help you out and offered to make a deal to make you feel better about it. In exchange for helping you pay for things, you have dinner with him once a week. Your company in exchange for the money he had no where to put. You eventually agreed, knowing you didn't even know if you could pay your rent for the next month.
That's how everything between the two of you began. It started with dinner together once a week, a kiss on the cheek before he dropped you off back home but slowly escalated to something more than that. Dinner once a week turned into texting between meetings which turned into more than kisses on the cheek, kissing turned to ending the nights tangled in his sheets moaning his name. The lines between your arrangement becoming more blurred by the day. By the end of the second month Robby the two of you seeming more like a couple than a financial relationship, but he still made sure you were spoiled thoroughly. And spoiled you were, in every way you could think of. He made sure almost everything of yours was paid for and allowed you to drop your part time job to focus on school. You ended up moving in with him at the end of your fourth month when your lease was coming up and he suggested you moved into his nice apartment with him rather than him continuing to pay for the rent at your shitty apartment with your shitty roommate. So you moved in with him, your things slowly mingling with his, two toothbrushes in the cup next to the sink instead of one, two mugs next to the coffee maker in the mornings. He even revamped his second bedroom in his apartment that he used as an office to make office space for you to use for school as well, adding an additional desk and computer set up for you in there.
Today was your birthday, the first major holiday of sorts in your arrangement. You found yourself waking up tangled in his sheets as normal, the sunlight shining through the partially opened blinds. You roll over onto Robby's side of the bed, knowing he's already at work, pressing your face into his pillow, inhaling his scent that was left over. You force yourself out of bed and towards your en suite bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror, hair all over the place and sleep evident on your face. Your attention was drawn away by the sticky note left on the mirror in Robby's scribbled handwriting saying, "Good morning beautiful! Happy Birthday babygirl! You look amazing today!" You couldn't help the smile that spread across your cheeks, loving how sweet he could be. Eventually you padded into the kitchen, your feet soft against the hardwood floor. You found another note from Robby left on the kitchen table detailing, "Birthday girls deserve to be spoiled, even if I can't be here in person yet. So get ready for a day of surprises. Your favorite breakfast is in the fridge. Wear something cute, I'll pick you up at 7:30" Your curiosity was piqued at his vague message. You loved when he did things like this, surprising you with different gifts and gestures.
You ate the breakfast you found in the fridge from Robby before going back into your shared bedroom, grabbing your phone, opening up Robby's contact and hitting call. You knew it was hit or miss on if he'd be able to pick up while at work but it was your lucky day when he answered, his voice filling your ear. "Hey babygirl, happy birthday!" He says sweetly into the phone, the bustle of the ER in the background as he stepped away. "I saw your notes." You say, the grin obvious in your voice. "You did? Good. Be ready for a day of surprises. I got loads of tricks up my sleeves." He chuckles deeply. "Thank you, you know you didn't have to do all this, it's just a birthday." He huffs into the phone before responding. "Just a birthday my ass. It's your birthday, which means it's important to me. And I know I don't have to do all of this but I want to." He emphasizes. "You're really the sweetest." You beam into the phone. Unfortunately you guys were interrupted by an incoming trauma, muttering a quick 'goodbye, see you later' before he had to go.
You went about your morning as normal, taking a nice long shower, getting ready, working on some school work for awhile before you heard the door bell ring. You walked to the door confused. You opened it to find a flower delivery guy on your doorstep with a gorgeous bouquet of your favorite flowers. You couldn't help but beam at them, never having been loved and appreciated in the way Robby did. You text Robby a picture of the flowers with a thank you. You put them up in a vase on the kitchen table for you to enjoy. The day went on and got closer to when Robby was supposed to pick you up for your surprise dinner. You got ready, slipping on your favorite tight red dress that hugged your curves just right. You knew Robby loved this dress too, never being able to keep his eyes off of you when you wore it. You did your make up and hair perfectly and were sitting on the edge of the bed securing your heels when you hear the front door open and close.
A minute later Robby's figure enters the doorway. He can't help but just stand there for a second and take in his view, you sitting on the bed looking so perfect, so delectable. He smirks as he approaches where you were sitting, taking your chin in between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head up to look at him where he towered over you, eyes already dilated in lust. You let him move your head easily, eyes wide and lips parted slightly, always ready and eager to please, always so good for him. He licked his lip before finally speaking. "Fuck babygirl…you look amazing…if I didn't have reservations then we wouldn't be leaving this apartment…" He murmured, his voice husky. You smiled softly, enjoying the effect you have on him. "Give me 20 minutes to shower and get dressed and we'll head out okay?" He says gently. Once you nod he leans down enough to press his lips to yours softly, a bit of your lipstick smeared against the corner of his mouth when you guys finally pull away. "Happy birthday princess…I missed you today." He whispers against your lips. "I missed you too…" You answer. He releases your chin with a soft smile before walking away to shower and get ready.
Once Robby was dressed and ready the two of you headed out, his hand on the small of your back as he guided you to his car, opening the passenger door for you before getting in the other side. You always enjoyed the way he acted like such a gentleman, treating you like a prized treasure. It was different than any other guy you had ever been with, a nice breath of fresh air after shitty guys. He had his hand on your thigh as you guys drove, rubbing comforting circles on the smooth skin of your thigh sitting right under the hem of your dress, just enough to tease you but not close enough to where you wanted it. He noticed you staring at his hand on your thigh and couldn't help but smirk at it, squeezing the inside of your thigh slightly. "Gotta be patient princess, I got plans." He teases with a cocky grin on his face. You just groan, leaning your head back on the headrest, his grin just getting bigger. He loved teasing you just as much as he did spoiling you.
Eventually the car pulled up to a gravel drive near the river. You guys were just far enough outside the heart of the city that it was pretty quiet. He walked around to your side of the car, helping you out before guiding you over to towards a cement trail. He led you down the path that was surrounded by gorgeous trees until you guys met a gazebo on the bank of the river, lit up by warm yellow fairy lights and decorated beautifully. You looked at it in awe as you took in the scene, Robby's gaze on you the entire time, a grin on his face. "You like it?" He asks nervously. You looked at him in shock, "Like it? I love it!" You beam, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He smile as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close. The two of you stood there like that for a second, enveloped in each other's embrace before he pulled back enough to look at your face. "We should get over there, I have food waiting for us up there that will get cold if we leave it too long." He grins at you with a chuckle. You nod as he leads the too of you up there, his hand in yours.
The two of you sit down across from each other at the small table, Robby pulling your chair out for you and everything. He walks around to the other side of the table, settling in his chair, smiling at you like you hung the stars yourself. Then he grabs the covers that were covering the plates to keep them warm, revealing your favorite dish and pulls a bottle of sparkling cider from the ice bucket next to the table. "What do you think babygirl?" He beams at you. All you can do is nod, a wide smile on your face as you get a bit teary eyed. "It's perfect." You whisper. You watch him get a bit panicked as he sees you getting teary eyed, placing his hand on top of yours, squeezing it gently. "Hey, what's wrong baby?" He asks, concern etched on his face. You shake your head, try to calm him. "You're just so sweet to me…" You explain, your voice breaking slightly. His face softens at your words, a sad look on his face. "You deserve sweet princess, you deserve everything…" He says softly, his voice gentle and comforting as he squeezes your hand gently. "It's just crazy getting treated like this after years of mistreatment you know? I just love you so much…" You murmur, wiping a single tear from your face, trying to save your makeup before freezing, realizing you said the words you had been pushing down for months. He noticed you freezing and avoiding his gaze. He was shocked too, not expecting those words to come out of your mouth. He loved you too, god he loved you more than anything but never dared to utter those words, never dared to fully cross the line from sugar daddy to boyfriend territory. "You love me?" His voice barely above a whisper. You finally force yourself to look up at him and nod, fear in your glassy eyes. "You're just so kind and sweet and amazing and handsome…it's hard not to fall in love with you…" You mutter, avoiding his gaze again. He sits there for a second, fully comprehending the confession you shared and what it meant for the two of you. He finally snapped himself out of the trance he was in and spoke. "I love you too…hard not to when you're so… you" He whispers back, emotions swimming in both of your gazes. "Can you look at me sweetheart?" He says gently, his hand squeezing yours gently, wanting, needing to see you. You slowly look up, seeing the sincerity drowning in his brown eyes, the same brown eyes you fell in love with, the same eyes you find yourself lost in every day. "We already basically act like a real couple…might as well make it official right?" He says with a nervous smile, trying to lighten the mood. You were surprised he loved you too and wanted more than your arrangement too. "I'd like that a lot…" You answer softly, face looking lighter and less scared. "I love you princess, more than you know, let's have a good night okay?" He offers you a reassuring smile. You nod, offering him one as well.
You two go about the dinner, eating the delicious food and chatting under the soft lights of the gazebo, everything feeling perfect. When the two of you were finished, sitting there enjoying the night time scenery around you, Robby pulled out a little box, black velvet and wrapped in a gold ribbon. "So of course I had to get you something, this isn't all of it by the way. I booked a little trip for us in a few weeks, the two of us alone in Greece for a week." He says, a little sheepishly, the butterflies in his stomach going wild like they always did around you. You smile at the box and him as he hands it to you, your eyes crinkling as you grin, the smile he loved to see, that lit up every space you were in, that lit up his entire life. "Michael…you've spoiled me enough today, you really didn't have to get me anything…" He shakes his head, brushing off your words, urging you to just open it. When you open it you find a gorgeous necklace, it's perfect, it's not too extravagant or simple, but very you. It was a oval pendant with a rose in the center with a iridescent pearl background. You just stared at it in awe. "I know you're not really one for extravagant jewelry or diamonds so I tried to get something that I thought would match your style that you could wear every day…" He says sheepishly, a smile on his face as he rubs at the back of his neck nervously. "I looked it up online and it said roses are the birth flower for June and that pearl was the birthstone so I thought it was perfect since that's my birth month…look at the back too…" He further explained.
You looked at him with a smile before flicking your gaze back to the pendant as you flipped it over, revealing a carefully engraved M in his awful scribbled handwriting. Your smile widened at it, your heart bursting with love for the man across from you, the man you had grown to love over the previous months despite how your arrangement started. "Michael…" You uttered, too stunned to fully form a sentence. "I thought I could give you my first initial for the mean time until I give you my last name…" He comments, his cheeks and neck flushed a deep pink, exposing exactly how much effort and thought he put into this gift. "This is perfect…" You murmur, finally looking up at him with a stunned grin. He reached under his button up shirt and pulled out the chain you knew he always wore with the gold Star of David hanging from it. You watched in confusion as he did this until you looked and noticed another small gold circle hanging next to it now, your initial simply stamped into the middle. "I wanted to have yours with me too…" He says softly as you look at it.
You just stand up with the necklace in your hand and walk around the table and perch yourself sideways on his lap, taking the pendants hanging from his neck into your hand gently, wanting a closer look. After analyzing the gold in your hands you looked up at him with adoration in your eyes, his deep brown eyes already looking at you. "Put the necklace on me?" You mutter, holding out the necklace for him. He took his hands off of your hips and took the necklace from your hand wordlessly before turning you in his lap just enough to put the necklace on you, pressing a gentle kiss in between your shoulder blades when he was done, your breath hitching at the feeling of his lips on you. "So beautiful babygirl…" He mutters against your skin. You turn back towards him in his lap, your legs to the side with your head facing him, placing your hand on his chest as you lean towards him, stopping when your lips are barely an inch apart. "Thank you baby…It's perfect, all of it…" You whisper before pressing your lips against his.
Both of you moved your lips together softly, his hands tight on your hips. Your lips moved together like you were meant to fit together, like that was your sole purpose, neither of you having the words to explain how you felt right now. When you finally pull apart just enough to breath, both of you are panting softly and filled with need. One of his hands wander down your hip, tracing every curve of your body before getting to the hem of your dress, sliding under it with ease, going higher and higher till he reaches right above your core, feeling your lack of underwear under the tight dress. He growls deep in his chest, it coming out more like a deep hum. "No underwear? Naughty, naughty girl…" He tuts lowly. You just smirk at him, you breath hot against his lips. "Can't wait to get you home and tear all of this off of you…" He mutters against your lips, barely audible. "Then take me home Michael…" You whisper back. He doesn't need to be told twice as he guides you to the car again, helping you into the passenger seat before getting in on his side.
The drive home was tense, the space filled with lingering lust. Both of his hands gripped the leather wheel until they were white knuckled. You watched him from your seat, a small smirk on your face as you lean over just enough to reach his thigh, running your hand up his thigh slowly. "Thank you for everything baby…today was perfect…best birthday ever…" You say softly as you move your hand, wandering over his tightening crotch lightly, just enough to drive him crazy. He keeps his eyes on the road as you do this, huffing softly, knowing if he looks away he won't be able to look back. "Just wanted to make you feel special." You grin at his words. "You did…made me feel very special Daddy…" You whisper, using that special name you guys use in the bedroom. He leans his head back against the headrest with a groan, slowly feeling his self control faltering. Luckily you were pulling into the apartment complex parking garage. He finds the first spot he can, parking it quickly before throwing it into park and getting out and moving to your side, helping or more so pulling you out. His hand found it's place on the small of your back as he guided you into the building, his hand wandering down to the swell of your ass as you waited for the elevator.
He moved his head down right next to the shell of your ear, whispering lowly into it. "We're going to get in that elevator and you're going to be a good girl for Daddy and stay quiet until we get to the apartment okay?" He says as he gropes your ass, humming at your immediate nod. The elevator dings open and guides you into it and in front of him. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you flush against him, his chest to your back, his lips against your neck. You could feel his sizeable bulge against your back as he pushed it against you, his lips brushing over your neck. "Feel what you do to me babygirl, how crazy you drive me?" You swallow the lump in your throat and try to ignore your growing wetness between your thighs as you nod, following his instructions to be quiet. He smiles against your neck as the elevator opens, leaning back, his hand on the small of your back again as he guides you to your apartment doors, unlocking it quickly and dragging you in. He pulls you through the door of your shared apartment, his lips on your neck as the two of you stumble towards the bedroom.
He ushers the two of you into the room before kicking the door shut behind him. His steady hands are on your hips as he backs you against the bed, the back of your knees hitting the edge before sinking onto it. The two of you slip off your shoes and he takes off his suit jacket and throws it over the back of the chair in the room, rolling his shirt sleeves up to his elbows. Neither of you said a word as this happened, the tension in the room palpable, like a rubber band bound to snap the second one of you utters a word. He comes back to you on the bed, kneeling on the edge as you lean back before he leans over you, his normally brown eyes dark with lust blown pupils. He leans down, his lips mere inches from yours, his breath hot against your skin. "Been waiting for this…" He murmurs against your lips. "Been wanting to tear this dress off of you all night…fuck babygirl…you look so good…and all mine…" He murmurs before pressing his lips to your mouth desperately. The kiss was rough and messy and desperate, both of you needing this more than you could express, needing to feel close, needing to feel loved.
You wrapped your hips around his as you kissed, your dress riding up just a bit, his hips grinding against yours, your arms looped around his neck. You were both so needy and desperate for each other and you both knew it. You finally pulled apart after a minute, both of your lips kiss swollen and panting. "Need you…please…" You panted softly into the space between you. He nodded, leaning back enough to start unbuttoning his shirt. You two separated enough for both of you to pull off all of your clothes, them ending up thrown in random piles next to the bed. When you both were finally bare in front of each other he leaned over you again, pressing his lips to yours. You kissed slowly as his hand wandered from your hip towards your tits, palming one of them in his hand as he moves his lips to your jaw, nipping at it slightly. You moan softly as he palms at your chest, pinching your nipple softly. He grins as he pulls the noises out of you, loving how responsive you are for him. "Such a needy girl aren't you baby?" He coos at you, his lips leading down your neck, sucking a mark into your shoulder. You nod eagerly at his question, desperate for more. "Only for you." You whimper, your fingers tangling in his hair at the nape of his neck, earning a groan from his that vibrated against your skin.
"Then I should give my birthday girl what she wants shouldn't I?" He teases, leaning back to look at your disheveled figure. You nod in response as his hand finds its way back down to your folds, swiping two of his large fingers through it slowly, earning a whine from you at the teasing touch. He pulls his fingers back from it, wetness gathered on his fingers, bringing it to your mouth. "You're going to be a good girl for Daddy aren't you princess?" He murmurs as he presses the wet digits into your mouth easily,earning a hum of confirmation from you as you moan around his fingers. He pushes them deeper into your mouth as he speaks. "You love this don't you? Having your mouth full for Daddy? Need it don't you?" He coos at you condescendingly as he continues pressing his fingers deeper into your mouth, earning a gag as he hits the back of your throat, drooling around his fingers. You looked so good in front of him, messy and desperate for him, for his touch. He could live on this alone, on seeing what he does to you.
He watches you intently as you suck on his large fingers like you would his cock, your gaze stuck on him, taking in every reaction and twitch from him. You watched as he shuddered as he pulled the spit soaked fingers from your mouth and brought them back down to your pussy. "Need you to get them all wet and messy for me so I could take care of you properly, stretch you out perfectly for me." He whispers against your skin as he kisses down your stomach until he reaches your pussy, now laying on the bed in between your thighs, his fingers probing at your hole, earning a gasp of pleasure from you. "Think it's time I got some desert." He utters before licking a long stripe through your soaking folds, moaning at the taste of you on his tongue. You moan and buck your hips at this feeling but his arm that wasn't pushing into your pussy was quickly wrapped around your hips, holding you down, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He loved eating you out like this, like a starving man's last meal, sucking and licking your clit while he moved his large fingers in and out of you.
His movements earned whines and moans from you, your fingers tangling in his dark hair. He kept his eyes on you the whole time, savoring the look of you falling apart above him, your head thrown back against the mattress, your mouth open in pleasure, your chest heaving. "Fuck Daddy…feels so good." You moan, your high pitch keying him in that you were getting close. He worked harder at this, sucking on your clit while his fingers sped up, hitting your g-spot perfectly. Over the previous months he had learned every bit of your body, knew it like the back of his hand, knew exactly how to make you fall apart for him. You came with a loud moan, back arching off the bed as you tugged harder on his hair, earning a groan against your cunt from Robby. He worked you through your orgasm before finally stopping his motions, pulling his soaked fingers out of you, popping them into his mouth, moaning at the flavor.
He looked absolutely wrecked and god was it hot. His hair was a mess from you pulling on it, his cheeks and neck flushed a deep pink, his beard wet with your slick, and he couldn't be happier about it. He looked cocky as hell as he leaned back over your panting figure, pressing his lips to yours, tongue pushing it's way into your mouth. You could taste the flavor of your own orgasm blooming on your tongue as the two of you moved together. He pulls away from you eventually, arms caged on either side of you. "Think you can give me at least one more sweet girl?" He asks, a cocky grin on his face as he acts like he doesn't know the answer to the question. Like he doesn't know exactly how far to push you before it's too much. "Please…need your cock in me Daddy." You pant with a nod.
He answers with a deep hum as he leans over to the nightstand, pulling out a condom and slipping it on quickly before he grabbed your hips roughly, pulling you slightly down the bed and flipping you onto your stomach easily, a gasp slipping through your lips at his action. You loved when he manhandled you like this, just taking what he wants, what he knows you want and need. He reaches towards the top of the bed, grabbing one of the pillows and slips it under you hips, propping your ass up just right. He lines his painfully hard cock up at your entrance as he kisses softly between your shoulder blades. "You ready for me babygirl?" He murmurs against your skin, pushing into you slowly when you nod. The stretch of his cock making you moan loudly. You would never get used to the stretch of his big cock, not matter how much he stretched you out. His dick was large, just like the rest of him but god did it feel good. He knew exactly how to use it to make you cum more times than you can count, always fucking you stupid to the point you barely knew your own name sometimes. He groaned as he pushed into your pussy, the warmth of your walls clenching around him perfectly. You always felt so good, so wet, so warm for him. He swears he would never leave your cunt if he didn't have to.
He gives you a minute to adjust to his length before starting to move, thrusting his hips slow and deep, hitting that spot deep inside you perfectly, forcing a snipped moan out of you with each thrust. "Feel so good for me baby, such a good little slut for Daddy aren't you? Just let me use you however I need?" He coos at you as his thrusts pick up, his balls slapping against your clit with every movement, pulling a string of moans out of you as you nod, too filled with pleasure to speak. He smirks as he continues, leaning forward and slipping his hand around your throat, not enough to cut off air but enough to tilt your head back and hold you in place, His other hand taps at your cheek a few times, enough to get your attention. "Eyes on me sweetheart, gotta use your words. Tell me your Daddy's good little slut, gotta hear it." He coos at you. You open your eyes that are almost in the back of your head with pleasure, mouth hanging open as you look at him. "Come on baby, I know you can do it." He smirks, thrusting harder. You finally answer him, words coming out in short bursts interrupted with each thrust. "I'm your slut Daddy." You moan out.
He gets that cocky grin again at your words, loving how good and obedient you are for him, how eager to please you are. "Good girl…" He hums against your ear, his voice dark and raspy with lust. "You wanna cum don't you? Wanna cum with Daddy?" He murmurs against your earlobe, his hand around your throat tightening slightly as you nod. He brings his other hand down to your clit, rubbing his thumb against his just right, sending you closer and closer to your climax with each of his hard, deep thrusts. "If you wanna cum you got to ask for it baby, you know that." He reminds you, feeling you clenching around him tighter as you get close. "Please Daddy, wanna cum, wanna cum with you…" You babble, fucked stupid by his fat cock. He nods with a cocky smirk, rubbing your clit faster as he works to send both of you over the edge. Before you know it, you're cumming with a loud moan, eyed clamped shut, hands gripping the sheets. Robby cums close behind you with a loud grunt, filling the condom with his cum. He works you through both of your orgasms, slowly thrusting for a minute before finally pulling out, taking the condom off and tossing it into the bedside trash.
He then collapses on top of you, his chest to your back, head in the crook of your neck as you both pant. "Have a good birthday princess?" He smirks against the soft skin of your neck. You can barely make out any words with the exhaustion of your multiple orgasms hitting you. "Mhm…best birthday yet." You mumble with a smile. "I'm going to go get us a rag to clean up and then we'll get all ready for bed okay?" He murmurs against your neck with a soft kiss. He gets off of you with a small groan as his joints click as he stands before walking to the bathroom, coming back to the room with a warm rag. When he comes back he helps you roll over onto your back gently before cleaning up between your legs with the warm rag, murmuring soft words the whole time. "So good for me, just like always. Always the perfect babygirl. Looked so pretty for me. Love you so much sweetheart…" You hum in response, muttering out something that somewhat resembled a 'Love you'. He chuckles softly at your sleepy words. "Think you can get up and go pee for me before bed? I can't let you sleep until you do that babygirl." He says gently, rubbing your thighs softly. When all he gets is a soft groan from you he leans forward to pick you up bridal style, carrying you to he bathroom and setting you on the toilet. "You're going to kill your back doing that, old man." You tease while you're in the bathroom. He rolls his eyes at you with a chuckle, a smile on his face. You loved seeing him like this, so comfortable and domestic and just him. "You weren't saying that a few minutes ago." He teases as he picks you up again once you're done and have washed your hands. You laugh as he carries you to the bed, dropping you onto the mattress with a small bounce.
He crawls into into bed next to you once your settled, turning off the bedside lamp as he does so. Once he lays down he pulls your back against his chest by your hips, loving the feeling of both of you naked against each other, your soft skin against his. His face settles in the crook of your neck and his hand laying across you stomach gently. He presses a soft kiss to your neck under your jaw. "Have a good birthday babygirl?" He murmurs against your skin, his voice vibrating against it. You lean into his touch. "Mhm…best birthday yet. Thank you…love you so much." You murmur sleepily. He smiles softly against your skin. "Good, just wanted to spoil you. So glad I can officially call you mine. To the first of many birthdays. Love you so much princess." He says softly into the darkness of the room. You hum in agreement as you drift asleep peacefully, feeling safe and loved in his embrace, Robby quickly following behind you.
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So my birthday's tomorrow (the big 21 wooo) and all I can think about is sugar daddy!Robby taking you out and spoiling you and then bringing you home and fucking you stupid for your birthday
