love!!!

Now, Jack Abbot is a man, and while his tastes have certainly not changed, his attitude has, which is exactly how he ends up with you— his sweet, nerdy love.

Jack loves to hear about all your whims. He sits and asks questions as you tell him what you read about that day. He nods along as you explain the problem he’s having with his phone (of course, fixing it as you do so). He stares with heart eyes while you play your favorite game.

Jack’s interest is real, an extension of his undying love for you. Unfortunately, his cock is apparently still stuck in the eighties, because… well…

It makes him hard. So hard. All of it.

As you tell him about those books of yours, Jack is adjusting the aching length of his cock under the table. While you fix that phone, he’s subtly grinding against the meat his palm. And the video games?

Nothing is too subtle about that, because you, his beautiful and loving partner, let Jack sit next to you on the couch or park his wheelchair right beside your gaming chair. As you play your game, cursing when you make a mistake or die, Jack openly strokes his cock.

bonus points if one of the women starts arguing with robby about how his relationship with his daughter is a little strange and hes saying thats ridiculous, when you walk in and go straight over to your daddy wrapping your arm around his waist and he gives you a kiss on the head. and then you give the woman the most satisfied smile because no matter how hard they try, no one will ever come between robby and his sweet daughter ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

cw: implications of incest

robby’s daughter knows her daddy is a very handsome man. he’s strong, and smart, and a good doctor. who wouldn't fall in love with him? but the women who come sniffing around her dad need to understand that they’re encroaching on her turf.

she let it slide when he was with janey, she was too young to really care back then. but a few years later, when heather collins and noelle hastings come along, she realizes she has a problem on her hands.

as it turns out, it only takes one dinner date at home for the message to be received.

robby escorts his date through the door after a long day at work, visibly weary despite the company of a woman. but his face absolutely lights up when he sees his girl dashing down the stairs.

and of course, the new woman is ostensibly here to meet robby’s daughter. that seems to be news to robby, who spends all evening fussing over on his daughter, barely paying attention to his date.

they go to the couch to watch a movie— robby spends the whole runtime with his daughter wrapped around him, never sparing his date so much as a sideways glance.

when she gets up to go get a drink, the woman confronts robby. she tells him that his relationship with his daughter seems to be a little off, that the two of them don’t seem to have healthy boundaries.

she hardly gets out the last sentence before his daughter returns and plops herself in robby’s lap, wearing what are clearly boxers and a t-shirt that belong to robby. his daughter tugs at robby’s neck, whining about taking him to bed.

and that’s the last time robby ever sees the woman.

after she leaves in a rush with some hurried excuse, robby goes upstairs to bed with his girl. as he snuggles into bed with her, she asks why robby is trying to replace her.

a condescending "i know, you can hold it just a little longer" when he's edging you

or

a condescending "i know, you can take one more" when he's working you through a sixth orgasm

or

a condescending "i know, i know it hurts, you earned this though, so take it like a big girl" when he's beating your ass raw

RAHHHHHHH HE DRIVES ME CRAZY

langdon knows he shouldn't be fucking you after robby specifically told him not to but it's hard when your tits look so good spilling out of your skimpy pyjama top, not to mention that you spent all night bending over and giving him a front row seat to the fat of your ass peeking out from your little sleep short :(

so it's your fault really that he ends up sneaking into your bedroom and shoving your panties in your mouth before sliding in deep and hard into your pussy. you're already wet because you always are, it's like your body is always primed and ready for him at any given time. you're still a little sleepy but you know you shouldn't be doing this, not with robby sleeping just down the hall - so you whine and you squirm, do your best to at least try to stop him, but soon enough the whines turn desperate 'cos his dick is hitting all the rights spots and the way he has you pinned down with all his weight and his hand is so tight around your mouth he can feel the imprint of your teeth is pushing you closer n closer over the edge.

https://www.tumblr.com/daughtercest/823234995793608704

ugh the med play of it all!! dad!robby going "say ahh, baby." and he's got he's gripping your cheeks with one hand, smirk forming on his face as you look up at him and your mouth forms a little 'o', your cheeks squished under his fingers.

Also he'd for sure cum waaaaay faster if you used them in a teasing manner in one of his subby episodes

wait!!! mishka being 'a cuter version of the word bear' suits him so much and his girl would definitely choose to call him that once he opens up about it because he is such a teddy bear.

꒰ . ₊˚⊹♡ JACK IN :: eating you out while you're on your period. ꒱

TW: this one is really filthy, atleast the filthiest i've written... blood play(?), blood kink, period blood, oral (f receiving) jack being lowk a perv, but a loving one!

you hated your period.

it was...disgusting. it made you easily irritable, incredibly sensitive. and the worst part? you were a heavy flow girl. you couldn't go a period without staining atleast 2 pairs of panties and shorts.

you tried to find the beauty of it, to appreciate that it meant your body was working beautifully, the way it was intended to do so. but every time you wiped and saw red, it ruined your whole week.

jack also hated your period, but for different reasons. he wasnt a stranger to blood, he didnt budge at the smell of it, or even at the sight you so tried to hide of you accidentally staining the sheets. he hated it because you put your pussy on lockdown for an entire two weeks.

you claimed it was,“probably disgusting for you to see me like that.” as if you didnt know all the blood he's seen, all the blood that has been smothered on his body.

he had to fix this!

he couldn't let his girls go another day without getting touched, more less getting soothed.

“jack i really dont think we should do this.”

you were sitting on the middle of the bed, two towels layered under you while jack adjusted himself in a good position to be able to eat you out without putting too much strain on his prosthetic.

“please sweetheart. i wouldnt be begging so much if i didn't want to.”

that relaxed you a bit. also, the fact that in your years of dating multiple boys, not men, boys, some of them refused to eat you out in general.

and here is jack, such a gentleman, such a filthy old man begging to eat you out while you're on your period.

“f-fine. just-” you leaned back, spreading your legs shyly while grabbing a pillow to bury your face in. he wants to yank it out of your face. he wants to see your sweet face while you come apart from his tongue dammit.

but he's kind enough to let this pass, knowing that you're way past your comfort zone. “just relax, okay baby? it'll be like always.” as if he cant spell the tinge of iron coming from your pussy. he peels your panties off, ignoring the pad stuck on it.

he smiles at the sight of you, so open, so vulnerable. so his.

it starts with tiny little sucks and licks. giving you enough time to tell him to stop. and when you dont, he indulges himself and starts going more firmer. the tip of his tongue prodding at your entrance, moaning softly against your pussy at the taste of your juices paired with your blood.

you're clean shaven, something you always do whenever you get your period because its less of a mess. but you can feel everything. the feeling of his tongue flattening at your folds, his prickly scruff stimulating at your clit.

“jack...” a tiny whimper slips out, already throwing the pillow away to be able to grip his curls. “jack keep going im so so close-” apparently being on your period makes you extra sensitive down there too. he continues working, incredibly loud wet noises filling the room, paired with soft grunts coming from him as you tug at his hair.

sitting up slightly, you buckle your hips against his face, watching as your blood smears on his face even more. its so sexy, almost as if you were claiming him. it was your blood on his face, your blood that he's slurping right now.

“fuck fuck im-” you babble, eyes rolling back as you arch your back. thighs locking around his head to keep him in place. you dont even notice how his big, rough hands gripping your thighs as you go over the edge. your body goes limp, hips twitching as you come all over his tongue.

he pulls away, giving your puffy clit gentle pats while using one of the towels to wipe all the blood off his face. “see baby? it was so so good.” he coos, giving your trembling lips a soft peck, pressing his hands down on your hips to keep you from trembling too much. “lets go another round, yeah?” all you hear is the sound of his belt buckle hitting the floor before his big frame looms over you.

the way you’ll all be watching a movie in the living room and jack is the first to notice you drifting off, your face tucked into his side. “you tired, bunny? looks like it’s our girl’s bedtime,” he’d coo, cupping the side of your face with his palm. robby would take the hint and turn the tv off, helping jack lead you into the bedroom and getting you tucked under the covers.

the thought of robby nestled behind you with his large palm draped over your belly, the warmth slowly lulling you to sleep. his body engulfing yours like a blanket, providing a warm comfort in the chill of your shared room.

meanwhile jack’s facing your, lightly stroking your cheek with his thumb as he whispers to you how beautiful u are, how safe they’ll keep you while you sleep. he’ll move his hand downwards to rest on your waist while you drape your leg over his body, your eyes getting droopier by the second. “that’s it, sweet girl, don’t worry. we’ve got you. i promise.”

Robby who takes his stepdaughter on a quick Ride to get away from Her mom 🤪

Another p!link YAY YAYA YAY YAY this is sooo. Omg. Omg. I’m squealing. Your stepdad taking you out after you have a real bad argument with your mom :( the kind of argument that has you silent in the passenger side and angry tears being wiped away roughly. Robby knows that technically he should be comforting his wife, even if she’s the one that started the fight, even if she was the one in the wrong.

Yet he couldn’t just send you up to your room, leaving you to fester in negativity and he can’t bare the thought of giving you the impression that he doesn’t care about you. That just because he’s married to your mom doesn’t mean he’s always going to side with her. Especially not when such a tussle ended with her slinging cruel comments your way, leaving you slack-jawed and trembling, following Robby numbly out the door when he told you to take a ride with him.

“You’re not mad at me as well, are you?” He asks as soon as he’s able to slide his cock inside of you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder when you shake your head. “Talk to me, sweetheart.”

“I wish you would’ve married me instead of her.” The confession is quiet, tears brimming your eyes and nails digging into his shoulders when he starts to quicken his pace. You hiccup, he coos down at you while swiping your tears away.

“Oh, honey, I know.” Robby murmurs, seeing you like this just breaks his heart. He holds you closer, breathing your scent in deeply as you cling onto him desperately. “Just focus on me, just focus on dad. I know you’re a good girl, such a good daughter… you’d be an even better wife, isn’t that right?”

He grins when you preen, cunt fluttering at the praise and the shyest little smile forming on your face. Your eyes nearly cross when he thumbs at your clit just the way he knows you like, “That’s what I like to see, attagirl.”

Once he gets you to climax all over his cock, and then a second time on his fingers, you bury your fingers in your stepdads hair and tug him into a kiss, and then another. Robby’s heart pounds in his chest when you ask, “You’ll marry me someday, right? Don’t wanna just be your stepdaughter anymore…”