☆ DeeDee ☆

There’s a bunch of southern/country food, which Dennis enjoys as a taste of home. Jack shows up in a genuine, high quality cowboy hat, and he refuses to elaborate on when or why he got it.

The kicker, though, is the mechanical bull. Nobody stays on it for long, save for Dennis. The blond stays on for a good few minutes, earning cheers and gifted drinks from his coworkers. When Robby is goaded onto it, he actually manages to stay on for the whole thing.

As Trinity sits to the side, laughing her ass off at their boss, she glances over at Dennis. She is quite intrigued and disgusted to see him with his thighs pressed tight together, squirming in place and his eyes big and staring at the show. Through his bitten lip, a few whimpers get out.

After her mother pushes her into a breakdown, Robby holds her and rocks her, mumbling gentle reassurances. My sweet girl, I know, I know. It’s not fair, you’re right. Shhh, no, none of that. Not on my watch, you don’t get to talk about my best girl like that. Nobody talks bad about my Victoria. You’re so smart, and so talented, and so gorgeous. At every turn, he reassures her. My favorite person. Yes, above Jack. Yes, I would say that to his face. I’ll call him right now. He says the same to me about Dennis, it wouldn’t be new. You’re so wonderful, he understands. Everyone does.

When she dolls up for him, he genuinely understands all those men who waged war for Helen of Troy. (Though she corrects him, through blushing, that he should say Helen of Sparta. She’s more than her relationship to a man. Of course she is, my mistake. Smart girl.) Even when she’s just in sweats and a tank top, he feels so lucky. Gathering her into his arms, kissing all over her pretty face.

When she corrects him during a trauma, he looks like a lovesick puppy. Fuck, she’s so smart. She’s so capable and wonderful and he’s the luckiest man in the world. He buys her all of the pretty jewelry and blind boxes and Olivia Rodrigo merch she could ever want. He stayed up when Vampire dropped, listening to her breakdown of every lyric with devoted attention.

Robby’s in his briefs, and Dennis is in his boxers with one of Robby’s shirts hanging off his shoulder. He’s so fucking hard, and he’s trying so hard not to hump against Daddy’s leg or the couch. Robby’s only half hard, but Dennis doesn’t care. He loves his Daddy in any way he can get him. Robby just sits, watching the Patriots game half heartedly. He’ll run his fingers through his boy’s hair, thinking about how lucky he is. When he was younger he would get so jealous of the doms who had permanent subs, kept boys who looked so sweet kneeling for their Daddies and Masters and Sirs. Now look how far he’s come.

“You okay there, kiddo?”

“YYYeah, ‘s so good. So big, Dad.” Neither of them miss the way Robby’s cock twitches as the name. Fuck, he’s a perv. They both are. Dennis’s words are slurred and low, he’s so deep in his own headspace.

Noah doesn’t have a “stick up his butt” he’s pointing out the OBVIOUS pitfalls (no pun intended) and plotholes in this ship. It just doesn’t work as anything other than friends.

It’s also interesting to me that you’ve painted it as if he’s completely hating on Kingdon when he’s simply saying he doesn’t understand it. He goes out of his way to say that he’s not trying to say you can’t ship it. Just that he doesn’t.

Whatever.