Stories, Ponderings and All That Jazz

But, Jack thinks, as he pets Dennis's hair while nippy little teeth chomp into his crossed legs as Robby pounds into the younger man, this isn't one of them.

After all, the sharp little bruises on his real, flesh and skin leg, will fade with time, but the delicate array of bite marks pressed into fake, plastic, not even flesh-toned in some places, those would stay until he needed to replace the leg... And this was a brand new one.

They all know the night shift attending has tits for days.

Dennis grinned as he walked past Jack, fast asleep, with his face firmly nuzzled into Robby's soft, hairy chest.

"two sets of tits for days."

"What was that Dennis??"

"I said, you've got to send the list today... It's my turn to get groceries remember, especially since you agreed to hold Trin's birthday party here."

"...Why did we agree to that..."

"repayment for stealing her adopted stray..."

"Vistitation rights...". Sleepily drifted up to them both from Robby's chest.

"I'm not bothered Doctor Abbot, it's kind of like a rhythmic, slightly embarrassing massage... And it helps Doctor Robby stay calm..."

"...Kid if he had claws you'd be covered in puncture marks, you're spoiling him."

"...Can you two stop talking about me like I'm a feral cat you're trying to tame???"

Robby, points over to where Dennis's entire body is almost completely tucked into one of Robby's BIG sweaters as he sits next to Trinity and taps on his phone.

As they watch Trinity gently shoves him for something he says and they realize he can't move to stop himself from tipping over without effort as Robby's BIG sweater is just a little bit tight when all but the tips of Dennis's toes are snugged into it, so Dennis just slowly, comically falls over like a small dog that's just been put in a coat for the first time.

He still has no clue that Robby and Jack, still with memories of how gaunt and hollow he looked even before they found out about the eighth floor, also had ideas, ideas of him, soft and round and full of all the food they could feed him now they had the chance to really, REALLY look after him.

And she pauses... "...How about sexually?..."

The reality is, it's Dennis, Barely visible as his two big, old, boys flop across his legs and Torso and demand attention.

The only thing stopping him is he is fully aware Jack and Robby would both willingly strain half their muscles to do it for him if he even made a bare hint of a show of pretending to do so.