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ೄྀ࿐ˊˎ- CURRENT OBSESSION: THE PITT

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OHHHHHH OHHH???!! this is brilliant I am giving you a wet sloppy kiss right now omgomgomg

maybe he would also enjoy it very much with reader 💕 especially if they go in those salons with the massaging chairs

I just want him to relax 😌

akhsksj he's so dad coded in my head that I feel like he thinks its a waste time for him, like he would rather sleep or read yk? but if you asked very nicely it really wouldn't take too much he can be reasonable 🙏

but maybe you just end up convincing him to let you do it?? you set him up with a game or some kind of bike show and a beer and then saddle up next to him with your tools :) he eyes you suspiciously when you start pushing at his cuticles, "you sure you know what you're doing?" "yessss" you groan, rolling your eyes and earning yourself a grumbled "watch it" but it lacks all heat because just then you pull up tiny scissors of torture to pull out said cuticles </3333

when you're all done you bring his fingers to your lips and kiss at the tips, then the pads of them. you grin, voice singsongy "what do you say?"

he bites back a mirroring grin and gives in, "thank you, honey, you did great."

"I did," you kiss his fingers again and plop onto your back, feet pushing and kneading against his thigh. "now go wash your hands and then you can finger me as payment."

https://www.tumblr.com/gxtitobxby/821403069731438592/this-thought-struck-me-like-lightning-and-i-knew

you get it

jack would definitely make a joke about getting a discount for his missing foot and make the lady extremely uncomfortable while you smack his arm and he laughs (he has no regrets)

frank would take a little convincing but eventually would go after you stomp your foot a little and whine like a brat. you find out he has very ticklish feet when the lady starts buffing them, but after the fact he can't stop staring at them while he's at the counter waiting to pay.

"you do have a foot thing so I guess this makes sense" you smile against his arm.

he scoffs, "no I don't"

this made my tummy flipppppp //

worst part is you're not even sucking it! robby wakes up to his dick wrapped snug and wet in your warm mouth, twitching against the side of your cheek every time you suckle on it in your half asleep state. your head on his thigh facing him, eyes mostly closed but he knows by your breathing that you're awake.

he grunts, low and rumbly, and puts a hand on your head, brushing hair out of your eyes thumb following the line of your nose and cheekbones. "woke up hungry, honey?"

you hum so soft n sleepy, making vibrations against his cock, eyes fluttering open to look at him with hearts in them, speaking muffled around him. he cracks a smile at that and gently pulls you off, wiping a little drool off your chin. "say that again?"

"wanted to taste you," you blink so slowly he almost thinks you're drunk, and I guess you are but only on how good and heady he smells, how familiar he feels on your tongue. you turn and kiss at his palm before turning back to your treasure, a soft kiss then a wet kitten lick. "stay soft, okay, daddy?"