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mel and trinity show up to work the next day and they can barely make eye contact with each other. whittaker is like whaaaat happened, you're not being sarcastic or calling her silly names, what's going on, why are you avoiding mel? and eventually trinity breaks down and confesses that she and mel went out for drinks after the fourth and they both got really really drunk and... and then she trails off so whittaker connects the dots and goes omg!!! did you guys hook up??? and trinity is like what no we just started talking about our childhoods and we told each out about our moms and we both cried in each other's arms and we fell asleep while i played with her hair and now i feel like i'm gonna hurl every time i see her. and whittaker is like ohhh... you 🫵 have a crush haha 🎶 santos and mel sittin in a tree 🎶 and then trinity starts beating him the nearest bed pan
so he totally fostered that baby, right? like we’re agreeing on that? we’re agreeing to dennis getting back to robby’s apartment to find him cuddling with a baby? like this is a consensus?
jack talking puppy!den through sucking robbys cock. that's it that's the post
yeah <3 especially like early on in the relationship with inexperienced dennis <3 dennis shyly admitting to them that he's never actually blown someone before, but he's practiced on one of the dildos he bought recently specifically because he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of them.
naturally, this gets jack and robby the hardest they've been in years in a matter of seconds. thinking about dennis alone in his bedroom, horny, touching himself, choking on a fake dick in his mouth while he thinks of his older, more experienced boyfriends.
"why don't we put that practice to the test, puppy?"
dennis is on his knees in front of where jack is sitting on the couch immediately, lunging forward to try and unzip his boyfriend's jeans, mouth watering at the thought of actually getting a warm, heavy cock in his mouth. he whines when a strong hand holds him back from getting his tongue on the bulge. "woah—hey—eager... but i didn't mean me. those puppy fangs aren't coming anywhere near my dick until you get some actual experience."
"it's not like i'm gonna bite it off," dennis pouts.
"plus, robby called dibs on your mouth first," jack says so casually like he's not admitting that this is something he and robby have discussed.
dennis squirms where he's kneeling, pivots to face robby who's already taking his heavy cock out from the layers of his pants and underwear. it's leaking, drooling. dennis is sure he is too. he's seen it before, touched it, made robby come, but it's more intimidating knowing it'll be in his mouth soon. definitely bigger than the dildo he'd been using.
he looks up at robby's red face with watery puppydog eyes. brings a hand up to steady himself on one of robby's thighs. begging silently. leaning towards his crotch when a sharp tug in his hair pulls him back.
"jack" someone whines, "come on." it's robby this time, surprisingly. the firm hand in robby's hair tugs again.
"you're too soft on him. both of you know that good puppies ask nicely. i thought i trained both of you better."
dennis's fingertips press into the meat of robby's leg. "please, robby. please let me suck your dick. wanna taste you. want you to be my first."
the grip in his hair didn't loosen, but it guided him forwards, holding him just out of reach of robby's dick, his breath ghosting over the pink tip. this has to be equally tortuous for robby as it is for dennis. that's probably why jack looks like he's having so much fun.
"start off easy. don't—don't try and deepthroat it all right off the bat like you're in some porno. give it a lick. flatten your tongue baby—yeah, just like that."
dennis's brain goes fuzzy. all he can process is how robby's dick feels on his tongue—velvety soft and hot, blood pulsing through the veins—and jack's steady voice talking him through it. robby groans when he experimentally trails his wet tongue up the bottom of his shaft, running along the thick vein on the underside of his cock.
"focus on the frenulum with your tongue, he goes crazy for—"
jack's instructions are cut off by a sharp inhale by robby. dennis feels the thigh under his hand flex. oh, he really does like that.
"now put your lips around your treat, puppy. mind your teeth." dennis obeys, gets about halfway down before his body starts to fight back, not used to the feeling. jack's firm hand in his hair holds him down. "breathe through your nose. it's okay, den. doing so good. tell him how good he's doing, robby."
"fucking. perfect," robby forces out, hands clenching where they rest on the couch, knowing that it he tries to take control over jack, it'll just end with an unsatisfying ending for him.
the fingers at the nape of dennis's neck guide him into a shallow bobbing motion, each few strokes he gets pushed down just a little farther on robby's cock. there's drool spilling out of the corners of his mouth and dennis is a little scared of how he probably looks to his boyfriends. face red, eyes teary, he only hopes that they can't see the growing wet spot on his sweatpants where he's been steadily leaking precum.
with jack's guidance, it doesn't take long for dennis to make robby come. he knows his husband very well. jack doesn't let robby finish down dennis's throat, but that doesn't stop the puppy from keeping his mouth open to catch what he can, swallowing greedily and licking his lips when he's done.
dennis clambers into robby's lap, guiding his hand to the front of his sweatpants while jack steals a kiss from the boy.
"first taste of cum, what's the verdict on that?" jack asks, genuinely curious, "i know it's not for everyone, no pressure to swallow ever on our parts."
"nah, i've tasted my own a few times. better when it's someone else though. but i think maybe i'm just kinda a slut for you guys. hey—why'd you slow down? i wanna come too. didn't i earn it?"
I love lost lamb Dennis Whitaker who’s all innocent— puppy dog eyes and naivety and this need to do good and be good and expect good from the world despite everything he sees in the ED (2x14 is a good example of this being exploited) but! I also think wolf in sheep’s clothing Whitaker is an option I see so little of…like Dennis who is fucked up but deeply repressed about it — Dennis who’s obsessive and a pervert and puts on this front of being innocent, who lies about being a virgin with every guy he sleeps with because it gives him a rush that these men believe it every time and are so eager about it too — Dennis who touches himself to professional headshots of Robby and Abbot and steals personal items from their lockers to take home with him and learns their routines so he can break into their house and get off to sniffing their unwashed clothes — Dennis who has this odd intimately connected religious fascination with death and it’s less about being there for people on their worst days but seeing people on their worst days, there’s something so sadistic and voyeuristic and undeniably divine about the ED that Dennis will never admit to loving but he does just as much as he loves Robby and Jack because they are, in a way, God personified — these two commanding forces with the ability to give and take life, and to direct others to do the same and idk does this make sense?
Prompt: Whitaker is crawling around looking for the badge Robby doesn't see him so when he turns around he runs into Dennis giving him a full face of bulge and his reflex of grabbing the younger's neck so he doesn't fall backwards only makes whitaker smother deeper into his crotch so now he also made him huff a full day of scent , Robby is so fucking embarrassed beat red apologizing while manhandling Dennis into standing up who appears surprisingly chill about it but he's just so cockdrunk he can deal with cringing about it later when his brain comes back from this floaty/fuzzy new feeling
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