You had only been there about a week or two until your first visitors.

The anticipation having you thump your feet nervously as you chew on one of your donation toys in the corner of the play area (the place specifically for people to come visit the bunnies).

"c'mon man I really don't think sitting in a room with a stinky animal is gonna make me feel less suicidal"

A low toned muffle is heard from the other side of the door before it's gently opened. Your feet patter against the concrete as you skitter off to hide behind one of the small play houses.

"She's just a little shy, one of our more timid ones— but please enjoy your time and be gentle!"

The sweet employee's voice rings against the walls before you hear the door close, your nose twitching with anxiety as your breathing quickens

"Just try it okay? It's better than working on that death trap in your garage"

Another man's voice reaches your soft ears. This time a bit more scratchy but almost comforting? Hm I wonder why the heck other guy would rather be building dangerous stuff than be here—

Your thoughts are quickly interrupted by the sound of treats being shaken in a bowl.

Your ears perk up immediately.

The trainer had taught you about stuff like this— how the sound was usually affiliated with oh so sweet carrots and tasty things to munch on.

You slowwllyy peak around the corner, one ear tilted slightly as you finally see the two men in which the voices emanated from.

⊹ ˖ Ი𐑼

Ever Friday and Monday since then had been occupied by Robby and Jack's visits. No longer hearing the complaints from Robby after you had successfully made him smile by offering one of your carrots to him.

It was so fun everytime they came to visit!!

They always brought something new for you to munch on and Jack absolutely loved throwing your squishy toy across the room just to watch you run after it faster than the speed of a bullet. Robby usually just sat next to Jack though, not really talking much. But your trainer told you that just means they need extra attention! So obviously you spend most of the time with your chin perched on his knee when you're not busy playing with Jack.

Robbys callused hands gently pet the thin flesh of your ears before coming back up to scruff the top of your head. Repeating the motion consistently. He had been a little more quiet than usual today, feeling a small pang in his heart as he watched your nose twitch.

Before the two had come to visit you they had a long discussion.

"I want to get her out of there. She needs to have her own space"

Jack had been trying to convince Robby to co- adopt you for the past hour. Bringing up multiple points about how you always had to share with the other shelter bunnies and that you deserved your own clothes instead of donated ones. All the right words to make Robby feel guilty about you living there.

"we can't just adopt a living thing together jack. What're we gonna do about having to trade her back and forth? It's gonna be exhausting having to meet up and pack her stuff every week— and it's not healthy for her to keep moving spaces if you're trying to give her solid ground"

The whole situation carried in Robbys chest the whole day. Weighing him down because he knew jack was right. You deserved more than the shelter could give you, but he hated the thought of having to trade you off like some divorced couple.

⊹ ˖ Ი𐑼

Now that the shelter staff had seen you get along so well with jack and Robby they started having you do therapy for other groups too. Making your availability more public for new visitors. It startled you a bit when you heard the play room door open only to be greeted with a pair of grabby toddler hands-

A mom and dad who had brought in their infant to try to 'teach them' to be gentle with animals. You thump your feet loudly multiple times as the sticky little thing pulls at your ears, the parents only softly cooing 'no honey, go like this see? Gentle- gentle'. It only made you thump louder as tears pricked the corners of your eyelashes, the stupidly soft voice of the parents making you more aggitated because it was doing anything to soothe the death grip on the soft flesh of your ear. The child only letting out giggles at your harsh thumps.

⊹ ˖ Ი𐑼

The entire week had been filled with shitty visitors:(

Day after day of your ears being gripped and people not knowing how you liked to play so they assumed you weren't fun. The nights had been spent with tears streaming down your cheeks because you couldn't sleep properly with how sore your ears were from that stupid kid.

As Friday morning rolled around your heart raced with excitement, already knowing Jack and Robby would come to the rescue with a tasty new snack and actually gentle pets.

"You here sweet girl?"

Robby's voice immerses as the door gently opens up to reveal the two, Jack holding a small bag in hand as he trails behind Robby.

"Hii!! Hi hi hi" your voice comes out more high pitch than usual, filled with excitement.

You run stead fast into Robby, face nuzzling against his soft belly as your arms grip his jacket with force.

"woah there- what's up with you huh?"

Jack chuckles as he settles down in one of the chairs, watching you practically strangle Robby. Despite your strong grip on him he helps guide you towards the chair next to Jack, walking backwards as you remain clinged to the front of him.

Once settled in his seat he's loving on you with the same force.

"You just missed me didn't you sweetheart? Yeah you didddd, uh-huh"

his voice is low, cooing down at you condescendingly as he squeezes you back. The strength of his arms and the warmth of him making you erupt in giggles as your tail wiggles happily.

His large hands are rubbing all over you at a fast pace, knowing the physical contact was helping you release the pent up energy. He rubs all the way from the base of your spine to the top of your head, ruffling your hair playfully but stopping suddenly at the yelp and flinch from your small body. His hands immediately backing off as he searches you for any sign of injury.

"You okay?- tell me what hurts"

Jack's voice is soft and grounding as he sits up and leans towards the two of you to help Robby search for injuries. You tuck your face back into Robby's shirt, hiding the way your eyes started to well up with tears since Robby had touched your ears without knowing they were hurt.

"They started letting in other people to visit me..- n' this little kid was pulling at m' ears-"

Soft droplets of salted tears run down your cheeks unexpectedly, small hiccups interrupting your words as you clutch onto Robby's jacket a little harder.

Robbys immediately pulling you in, prying your small hands off his jacket so he can wrap it around you to shield you against his chest. Almost a makeshift burrow since it mimicked the feeling of a dark place that helped compress your nerves. He zipped it up all the way, leaving only your legs to dangle out as you sat on his lap. His hands rubbing over your back on top of the fabric as he kisses the top of your head, being mindful to avoid your soft ears.

He looks over to jack with a strong furrow in his brow, his voice coming out in a stern tone he had never used around you before. Not because he was trying to be mean with jack, but because he was so pissed at how easily other people could hurt you if you stayed here any longer.

"Go get the fucking adoption papers right now Jack."

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

It wasn’t a big ask for you to constantly be near him. To you, Titus was the most wonderful man in the world. He gave you everything, he took care of your every need. The only thing you had to do was obey his every command. 

You were always so happy to sit or kneel or suck when he ordered you to. Hearing him call you his good little girl, running his hands through your hair and stroking over your stuffed cheeks.

You were knelt, naked between Titus’s legs, hands tucked obediently beneath your thighs and lips wrapped around his cock. Your head bobbed up and down the shaft at a leisurely pace while he sat comfortably in the armchair in his bedroom, sipping at his whiskey.

“So good for me,” through the wicked smirk stretching across Titus’s face, you could see the sharp white fangs poking into his lower lip. Your neck itched, longing for them to pierce the skin and drink deep. “Look so pretty on your knees for me.”

The sound your lips made as they pulled off of him was obscene. You gave his tip little kitten lips as you looked up at him through your lashes.

“Please daddy,” Titus grasped the base of his cock as you begged. He slapped it against your cheek while you gave him your best puppy dog eyes. “Want to feel you bite me.”

“Yeah?” He chuckled at your desperation. “Want me to drain you dry?”

“Yes,” you groaned, nuzzling your face against his cock.

“What else do you want, sweet thing?”

“Want you to stuff me full while you empty my veins,” your tongue licked him from base to tip, making sure to let it linger around his sensitive tip. Titus took a heavy breath, his normally brown irises flashing red.

“You greedy little minx,” his hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head back and away from his cock. “Insatiable little blood slut.”

“Only for you,” the pain in your scalp from his tight grip was delicious, radiating a dizzying pleasure down your spine.

“That’s right,” Titus gave one sharp yank before letting go on your hair. “Get up here. If you’re that needy, you can ride me.”

You scrambled up, climbing into his lap as fast as you could. Thank Satan you were already naked and dripping, not having to do anything besides spread your legs over his and line his tip up with your achingly empty cunt.

Before you could slide him home, right where his cock belonged, Titus’s hand closed around your neck. He squeezed tightly, cocking one eyebrow up at you.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you, daddy,” you croaked out around his tight grip.

“That’s my good girl,” he released his hold, sliding his hand up to grip your jaw between his thick fingers. 

You finally slid down. The stretch burned slightly, but it was a familiar, welcome pain that you’d come to crave. No matter how many times Titus fucked you, you never seemed to get used to just how thick he was. He said it was because you were made for him, made to be a tight, delicious, obedient little pet for him, and you had to agree. You were so good, and in return for your compliance, Titus rewarded you with more pleasure than your silly little human mind could comprehend.

You were so good, in fact, that you always remembered to follow his rules, even when you were overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. You kept your eyes locked on Titus’s as you seated your ass flush against his thighs, letting your mouth drop and every little gasp and sigh spill from your lips, exactly as he had trained you to do.

“Is that what you needed?” 

You shook your head, trying to keep yourself from grinding against him. When you rode him, Titus didn’t allow you to move until he’d gotten a taste of your blood.

“Need more,” your head tilted to the side as much as his grip would allow. You bared your neck to him. It was covered in small, silvery little dots; scars left from his feeding that even the healing properties of his venom couldn’t erase. Not that you wanted them to, though. Both of you loved him. They marked you as his more than any collar ever could. “Need you to bite me, daddy.”

“Hmmm,” Titus’s hand, the unoccupied one, dragged over the wide array of scars on your skin. The faint scratch of his nails over the marks had you twitching in his lap. Since becoming his, your entire neck had become an erogenous zone, more sensitive even than your breasts. “I’m not sure I’m feeling all that hungry.”

“No, no please,” you knew he was teasing, that he could never pass up a chance to dig his teeth into you, but you couldn’t stop the panic that rose in your stomach and the tears that flooded from your eyes at the thought that he might not bite you. Titus had ruined you, and now you couldn’t cum without his venom coursing through your veins. You needed his teeth piercing through your flesh, you needed to feel the whoosh of your blood leaving you and entering him with every exquisite suck. “Please, daddy. I want – I need it! So badly, please–”

“Ok, ok,” Titus released your jaw, one hand tangling in your hair again and the other settling on your hip. “No need to cry, little one. You know daddy can’t ever get enough of your sweet blood.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” your tears of sadness turned to tears of happiness as Titus brought you in by his hold on your hair. You were trembling in anticipation as his breath brushed over your neck. 

A whimper escaped you at the first stroke of his tongue over a spot just below the corner of your jaw. Titus nosed around the spot, searching for the perfect spot.

When he found it, his mouth began to water, flooding with his supernatural saliva. That saliva carried his venom – an addicting substance packed with healing properties along with chemicals that doubled as an aphrodisiac and muscle relaxant. It always made you fuzzy and needy, leaving you craving more and more. 

You weren’t sure where you preferred it most, though. Flushing through your veins gave you the highest dose of toe-curling pleasure, but when Titus spit it into your mouth, your tongue would get all tingly and just the simplest touch of his against yours would have you shaking and soaking your panties. And don’t even get you started on just how overwhelming it was when he smeared it all over between your legs. How your clit would throb and your walls would tighten to the point Titus could barely push his cock in once he was done feasting on your wetness. Or when Titus used it to open your ass up for him, making your back channel just as sensitive as your cunt before he took you from behind–

That familiar heat softening the telltale prick of pain of his fangs sinking into your neck drew you back to the present. A strangled moan was wrenched from you, mingling with the wet sucking sound of Titus beginning to drink from you. Every mouthful of blood he pulled from you was replaced by more and more of his venom that seeped in and clouded your mind. 

Your eyes rolled back as your body began to spasm within his hold. Titus groaned into your neck as your walls clenched tightly around him, your orgasm washing over you. Stars burst behind your eyelids while you wailed and shook and let loose cry after cry of daddy.

Titus held you steady, keeping himself buried deep within you and your body still even as your hips unconsciously twitched. Through the haze of your climax, you were trying to rut against him, craving the friction of his cock scraping over your walls.

When Titus had drunk his fill, he pulled back, dipping his fingers into the blood that welled from the twin puncture marks. He dragged those bloody fingers over your pebbled nipples, smearing the fluid over them. Your whole body jerked at the stimulation, struggling in his hold, but Titus didn’t stop. He left more and more blood smears over your breasts, greedily watching how they rose and fell with every rapid gasp you made for air while you came down.

Once he was satisfied with how he had covered your chest in your blood, he once again collected blood on two of his fingers. The flow had slowed to just a trickle now, the compounds in his saliva working to clot and heal the wounds, but there was still enough for Titus to scoop up. He fed his fingers through your parted lips. 

You let out another obscene moan when the coppery taste of your own blood filled your mouth. Instinctively, your lips sealed over his two fingers, sucking and licking the fluid from his calloused skin until they were spotless, albeit wet from your saliva.

Titus pulled them from your lips once he was satisfied, dropping them down to circle your clit. The aftershocks of your previous orgasm still periodically jolted through you, and the overstimulation had you keening immediately.

“Taste so good,” Titus licked his lips, running his tongue over his teeth to collect every sweet morsel of your blood still coating his mouth. “So sweet.”

He began to move your body over his, guiding you by the hand he still had glued to your hip. You mewled and whined as every rock of his hips against yours buried him deep within you. His tongue moved back to your neck, licking up what little blood was still leaking from his teeth marks and giving you one last little dose of his venom in the process.

Your vision was blurry through your half closed lids, but you could make out the mess on his face that he hadn’t quite managed to clean off. Through the haze wiping your mind clean of anything that wasn’t Titus Titus Titus, you leaned forward into him. Your movements were jerky and uncoordinated, but you managed to slump into him, nosing against his jaw. His faint silver stubble scratched over your skin as you slowly lapped up the blood that had dripped down his chin.

“Yeah? Gonna clean me up?” Titus’s hand moved so that he could grasp both of your hips. He started bouncing you, sliding you up and down his cock. His thumb moved down to keep rubbing over your clit while he used you like his own little toy. “What a good little girl for me.”

Your mind was a mess, every coherent thought chased away by the residual venom in your system and the overwhelming pleasure of his cock slamming deep into your cunt. You couldn’t string the words together to respond to him, so you just kept licking at his face.

Titus was groaning and panting as he used you, relishing in how tightly you clenched around him as he worked you towards a second orgasm and himself to his first.

“Daddy,” you mumbled, little ah’s jolting out of your mouth as Titus slammed you down onto him even harder.

“Am I making you feel good, little pet?” 

“Mmhmm,” you’d managed to clean his face up as best as your fucked out little mind could manage, and now you were licking at his mouth. Titus opened his lips, allowing your tongue to tangle with his. He swallowed every little whine you let out as more of his venom seeped into you. 

You were close, right on the edge of falling apart. The final straw was your tongue scraping over one of his fangs, the skin tearing and flooding both of your mouths with blood. 

You came, your legs trembling and your toes curling. You could feel it sapping the strength from every muscle in your body as your walls contracted and clenched around his length. The orgasm smothered you until you could feel nothing but the mind numbing pleasure of your release.

You were too far gone to actively kiss him anymore, but that didn’t stop Titus. He came when you squeezed him tight, his hips jerking up into you as he greedily drank down every drop of the blood that was swapped back forth between your mouths. The blood leaked down your chins, mixed with saliva from both of you, dripping between your bodies. It splattered across your naked body, joining the blood already smeared over your skin, and speckled Titus’s white button down.

Titus held you down on him as he came, the heat from his cum seeped into you, only adding to the pleasantly warm fuzziness that wrapped your brain in cotton as you came down. 

“My sweet little girl,” Titus’s hand cradled your face when his orgasm had finally finished. You were nearly limp on his lap, all soft and mindless and covered in blood. Titus had never seen anything more beautiful. 

You truly were his perfect little pet.

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sorry this is late. im allergic to deadlines and ive got very bad inattentive adhd and when faced with an issue or problem or project I have to solve/complete, my solution is avoidance. please never let me try to do something like this again it killed me but its done, go me. consider this my official announcement that I am NOT participating in kinktober

ANYWAYS thank you guys so much for loving what I write. I started this little 14 day thing with just under 1000 followers and now TWO WEEKS LATER ive got over 1600

I love doing this and ive got many many horny ideas I can't wait to share with you all. im even going to start dabbling in rabbot (obligatory fuck noah wyle) and writing even more breeding kink

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Jack and Robby are beyond sweet on you during your period, you get away the most with your bratty comments during this time. They understand you are in pain and want to do the best they can to alleviate that. 

Jack cooking you iron rich foods for dinner, perfectly cooked steak or salmon with a side of spinach weather you turn your nose up at it or not. Though your favorite part is dessert, they stock the house to the brim with enough ice cream and chocolate to sustain you for the next 6 months. they had to learn the hard way what happens when there is nothing sweet in the vicinity for you on your period. If he has work that night he'll leave you with a full water bottle, heating pad within reach and plugged i. As well as your preferred brand of ibuprofen if the cramping gets too intense and a kiss goodbye. "If you need anything angel, mike should be home soon alright?" His thumb rubbing over your cheek as you stare back up at him from your spot on the couch. You nod up at him with a small sweet smile and he's off. 

When Robby comes home he makes sure to refill your water and if you've fallen asleep on the couch because of being so fatigued all day he will carry you to bed. You rarely need your heating pad at night since you will cling to the front of him. Legs wrapped his pudgy center or one up on his hip, his big arms wrapped around you and squeezing you tight. Robby's body heat more than enough to sooth any ache in your body. You even gain an extra heater that morning when Jack comes home and nuzzles his way into the large bed against your back. Splaying his large hand on your stomach as he pulls you to his body and lets his other arm find its way under your head and towards Robby's. Cupping the other man's face, Jack needing to always be touching both of you. 

Now they are never coy about showing how bad they wanna fuck you. And especially not on your period, they love it. They're doctors after all who have had much worse splatter on them in the ED, they ain't scared of a little blood. Going slow the first time if you've never had sex on your period before. explaining how your cervix is a bit lower typically on your period and they don't want to hurt their girl. 

Jack holding you against his chest, his hand rubbing soothing lines across your skin as Robby is between your spread thighs. His thumb rubbing agonizingly slow circles on your clit as his cock is positioned at your leaking hole. "You gotta relax f' me okay hon'? Promise it'll feel better that way" he coos as his tip slips past your entrance. Your head is mindlessly nodding as it fills with haze, you were happy Micheal was going first he's thicker than Jack. The stretch of his cock getting your overly sensitive pussy ready for Jack's linger cock when it's his turn. 

All you can do is let out little whines and let your head fall back against the silver haired man's chest behind you as the one between your legs slides inside to the base. "Doing so good for us babydoll" Jacks praise washes over you like a heat wave, only intensifying the slick between your thighs. They are both at lot sweeter on you during sex on your period. Even if they secretly get a bit of sick enjoyment over just how sensitive and responsive you are during this time. "Such a good girl sweetheart, can I move now?" Robby asks after a few minutes of being buried inside you and still. Eagerly you nod your head before it rests back on Jacks chest when Robby pulls his hips back to thrust back deep inside. "Holy shit" you cry out as he repeats the action, his tip immediately finding that spongey hypersensitive spot inside you with your lowered cervix. 

You are a blabbering clingy fucked out mess by the end of Jacks go around fucking you. Head full of their praise and coos of how good you took them. One of them gathering you up in their arms to pull you out of bed. Making you pee and getting you showered clean before you completely let sleep take over.

FOLLICULAR:

i.e estrogen and energy levels rise and FSH is released to mature eggs. better sleep and increased mood.

Once the fatigue and pain of your cramps has subsided and your peroid is over, they cash in on any serious offensives of your brattiness. This isn't often as usually you're more of a clingy kola bear during your time of the month than a mouthy brat. But the second you are back to normal, you are getting bent over their lap for not listening or talking back. The only pain you feel during this phase is their palm against your ass. Your smart comments now that you feel better are not forgotten. They are back to their rougher and a bit meaner antics during punishment as well as sex. Jack often giving you mocking cops when you cry from a practically rough smack — "Awww where's all that sass hon'?" 

If you managed to eat them out of hosue and home during your period due to cravings, the three of you go on food run. As mentioned they are usually Jack's territory seeing as he does most the cocking, so you and Robby simply tag along more than anything. Both of you grabbing items such as popcorn for movie nights, a new cereal that interested you both and Robby grabbing a 6pack of his and Jack's favorite beer. 

With your sleep schedule and habits back, early naps on the couch are less. Therefore you are more awake when Robby comes home from work. Greeting him with a kiss to the cheek when he enters the house, taking his bag from him and asking how his day went. 

"How was the ED Mikey?" You question as you pull the older man towards the kitchen. Making him sit at the dining table as you pulled out the dinner Jack made you both and heating it up so that you could sit and eat together. "As eventful as usual, couple of elderly folks with heartaches like normal" "Whole bus of kids came in tho, bus driver got in a crash during a field trip" he sighs out, younger children always being hard cases on him. "Thank you honey" he smiles softly at you when you pass him his hot plate of food at the island counter. He leans over when you sit down, waiting on a kiss before eating. You giggle before pecking his lips, "That's horrible, hope they were all okay" you look over at him with your brows furrowed in worry. "Few scraps and bruises not too horrible luckily" he reassures. "Think most were discharged by the time I was doing hand offs to Jack" he adds on as he takes a bite of dinner.

OVULATORY:

i.e a energy peak with a slight rise in basal body temperature as the body releases LH and an ovary drops the mature eggs. boost in sex drive common.

You're a bit of menace when you're ovulating…Jack and Robby are older and don't have the stamina nor refractory period that you do. They know you are ovulating every time by the way you are almost always on them. Pawing at them, sliding into their laps or kissing down their necks as you claw at the other with a sweet beg of "Want you both…please." Robby often waking up to you somehow more than usual wrapped around him, damn near humping his thigh in your sleep. "Need me that bad even if your sleep huh babydoll" he'd chuckle softly to himself as your hips keep on with their grinding, he wakes you up with his fingers. Jack having to leave you a crying blabbering mess to head to work otherwise he'll be late. He already made you cum once on his tongue and another time on his cock but you only beg for more. "Sweetheart I have to go, 'm sorry baby. Mike should be home soon I promise" he attempts to assure you as you cling tighter to him. Robby barley making it through the door that night before you are pawing at him, tugging at his belt and pleading to be stuffed.

They need to get you one of those new finagled rings or use a app that would track this kind of thing so they were more prepared. They aren't completely blind sided they know it's around 2 weeks before your period but your wave of neediness still surprises both men every time. 

They attempt to keep you busy, more so for their benefit. But with your heighten energy they plan more strenuous activities for date nights, seeing as movie nights end in you naked and smooched between them every time during this time. They really can't say no to their desperate girl, so that one might be on them. Yoga — not naked — with Jack was not high energy enough to keep you off him even all sweaty so he settled on regular work outs that beat all the horny energy out of you. 

When work doesn't tire you out enough by the end of the day, they set up a plan of cleaning the house. Coming up with any nook and cranny they can that needs cleaning or drawer that needs reorganizing to keep you off them. Taking you out to fancy dinners for dates so you'll act accordingly, keeping your hands in your lap instead of theirs. Robby taking you on bike rides for some fresh air, but not before Jack gives him a lecture on wearing helmets. He even buckles yours up with a small kiss to your nose before you and Robby head off. Yelling a "Be safe you two" at your retreating figures as Robby drives off.

LUTEAL:

i.e if pregnancy does not occur there is a drop in hormone levels and energy as the lead back up to mensuration.

They are both very careful when they fuck you on your ovulation window to not cum inside like usual. With how fertile you are they don't wanna risk you getting pregnant. As much as they love to fill you up, they quite like the quite little life the three of you have pieced together and they think they're too old for a kid. 

They enjoy this phase the most, you are their sweet babydoll during this time. The effects of ovulation wearing down and the "sex manic" subsiding so they can breathe around you without you pouncing on them. Your hormones finally beginning to drop once again to prep for your period. Even if this is their favorite this tends to be when you are at a brat level of 80%. PMS coming in hard with mood swings and cravings that Jack will always accommodate but makes sure you mind your manners. "What do we say baby?" He coaxes as he holds your current craving out of reach. "Thank you Jackie" you grumble out with a pout that Robby is tempted to kiss away but knows now is not the time. He's sitting in the large leather armchair in the living room doing his best to hold in a laugh. 

Your remaining half high energy is often used on work or to brat, therefore you are semi sleepy when Robby comes home or still in bed with when Jack comes home. They enjoy this version of clingy you the best because when you are wrapped to them in your half asleep or awake state. Groggily giving Robby a goodnight kiss as you fall asleep in his arms or greeting Jack with a half awake Hi and sleepy smile when he climbs into bed in the morning. They just think it's the cutest thing, flashing each other a small smile when they find you asleep on the others chest. 

They use the most of the time all three of you are home together during this phase. It's not a common occurrence and they don't waste it by any means. At nighttime after dinner to wind you down for bed they love laying down with you sandwiched between their bodies. 

Getting your head into the floaty space as Jack fucks up into your leaking pussy, And Robby bullies his cock into your ass. Jacks hands kneading the flesh of it as he spreads you open for the other man. Robby's hands cupping your breasts and toying with your nipples by robbing them between his thumb and fore finger. "You wanted us both so bad a week ago sweetheart now 's too much" Jack chuckles, mocking the whiny tone you used when you cried out "too much" once they were both buried to the base inside you. "You can take it hon' know you can, you're a big girl come on" Robby teases, pulling his hips back to thrust inside at the same time as Jack. The room quickly filling with your wanton moans and their condescending teasing words.