Face sitting with Rabbot???
Jack who’s been asking, nay, BEGGING, you to sit on his face since he and Robby had you in their bed for the first time
Jack is sprawled out on the mattress, gently stroking up your sides as you sit pretty and bare on his lap. Sometimes his hands will pause at your hips and grind you down against him, grinning up at you when you whine just the way he likes.
He’s using gentle words to try to coax you up his chest. “come on sweet girl, please?” “I know you’ll love it” “just try it once”
You repeat the same lines about crushing or suffocating him
Robby is perched on his knees behind you, between Jacks legs where he’s laying soft kisses up and down your spine and across your shoulders. Sometimes he sneaks a hand around your front to tweak a nipple or grope. Hes not helping you think clearly at all, taking a fistful of your hair to maneuver your head where he wants it.
Between his mouth sucking marks onto your neck, tugging your hair, and Jack grinding up into you, your minds gone all cloudy.
Robby leaves a particularly stinging nip just below your ear that has you gasping and jerking your hips against Jack’s. When your eyes open and move down to Jack, his head is thrown back against the mattress and his jaw clenched.
Robby chuckles in your ear and repeats the same bite.
Just as your hips start to jerk, jacks hand clutches your jaw pulling you down to him in a kiss that's more tongue than lips.
He pushed your face away so there was barely an inch of space between you. His eyes jump from your lips up to the massive pupils of your eyes.
“Listen to me sweet girl. I can feel how wet you are through my pants and I don’t care if I suffocate underneath you.” he took the time to pull your bottom lip between his teeth before letting go with a ‘pop.’
“I want you dripping down my face and neck.” He moves your jaw so he can run his tongue up the sweaty expanse of your throat before stopping right next to your ear. “Either move up here or I’m moving you myself.” He releases your jaw after pressing a soft kiss to the skin there.
You were moving then. Robby's hands cupped under your arms and hauled you up and forward, leaving your knees barely touching the mattress. Jack's hand grabbed the fleshy bit on the back of your thighs just below your ass and had you planted across his mouth before you even realized what was happening.
You had barely settled your weight on your knees before arms snaked around your hips and waist and Jack's tongue went to work. Your body froze for just a second, before shuttering the second Jack got a taste and groaned, seemingly from his soul.
Robby watched is you collapsed into yourself, hands reaching down - one to clutch at the silver hair and the other the hand that was sure to leave a bruise on the thigh.
"Jack! Jack, wait - I" a sharp suck to your clit cut you off, breaking your words into a gasp. One of Jack's hands released just long enough to swat at the fleshy bit of the inner thigh, mouth releasing long enough to shush you before resuming grinding you against his mouth.
Robby repositioned so he could see more of your front (and Jack's face, brow already wet with sweat). He bit his bottom lip, closing his eyes and listening to the whimpers and groans.
Jack's hands easily repositioned you again, spreading your thighs even wider so he could wiggle his tongue deeper, his own hips stuttering into the air as he groaned.
"Oh my god." You fell forward again, hair falling down around your face.
Normally hazel eyes, pupils blown wide, stared up at you, half lidded.
"Nope, just Jack." Robby chuckled, voice scratchy like he needed to clear his throat and pressed a kiss against your shoulder before his hands snuck up, moving your hair gently out of your face to tilt your face towards him.
You wiggled for a second, feeling dangerously exposed in front of the two men.
Robby’s hand clutched your jaw just as Jacks had a minute earlier, gently shaking you in the midst of your moaning and weak protests to get your attention. “Look at me pretty girl.”
Your eyes opened slowly, slowly meeting Robby’s gaze. One hand released Jack's forearm to clutch at Robby’s bicep.
Robby glanced down to where the damn near obscene slurping noise were coming from. Jack's eyes were closed and his arms tightened against your thighs every time you hips moved.
“You’re going to be a good girl and let daddy have his fun, okay?” You nod as much as you can against his tight grip, struggling to focus.
“And then,” he pauses when a moan breaks free from your lips, Jack groaning up into you, “you’re going to let me have my turn. Right? Words pretty girl.”
“Yes sir.” He lays a gentle kiss to your lips.
