Nocturnalrorobin side blog

You never intended to be a virgin at your age. I mean, does anyone, outside of religion or other cultural norms? You couldn’t help that the idea of a one-night stand or, honestly, hook-up culture in general gave you the ick. You were no prude; you had sexual desires and fantasies, but only situationally. You had to know/have a strong connection with people for sex to ever make it onto the table, let alone act on your desires. No, instead, you avoided romance altogether and spent your youth focused on your schooling and career. While you were damn proud of yourself and what you accomplished as a nurse practitioner, there was a never-ceasing nagging thought in the back of your mind of how you’d never experience love like others do so easily. That envy kept you up at night, wishing you could just be ‘normal’. Not that losing your virginity while having a threesome with your partner and his husband would be normal, but it’d at least take away the societal pressure and the title of ‘virgin’ that’s been hanging over your head since forever.

Your head snapped up as Jack’s truck pulled up in front of you. You were surprised to see that both Robby and he had made the fifteen-minute trip to your place. Robby met you with a smile as he hopped out of the truck and pecked your lips before taking your bag from you. He shepherded you into the front section of Jack’s extended cab. You could feel your face heat as you realized you’d be taking the middle seat, the gearshift between your legs.

Fuck, why did you have to be wearing a dress?

“Hey,” Jack greeted with a grin,

“Hey,” you replied with a small smile, nerves still teasing your stomach.

“So, how were your first couple of days off?” Robby asked, piling in after you before Jack pulled away from the curb.

“Good, I’m actually caught up on book club for once.” You answered.

“Is that the one you’re in with other nurses?” Jack asked.

“Yeah, everyone works in the Pitt, so there’s no pressure to finish the book fully because of how chaotic our schedules are like, but Dana always knows when I don’t finish it,” you laughed.

“Does she call you out for it?” Robby asked,

“Worse, she just smirks at me over her wine glass, like she knows everything.” You say with an exaggerated sigh, “I mean to be fair, she does, but still,”

“What book were you reading this month?”

“One Last Stop, it is a queer romance book that Princess picked out.” You answered,

“Is it normally romance?” Robby asked, his left arm comfortably resting on the seat behind you.  

“Not necessarily, it just depends on whose turn it is to choose. Jesse picked out a sci-fi thriller last month.” You responded.

“Are you accepting new members?” Jack asked,

“Oof, sorry, no doctors allowed,” You answered with a teasing grin, “While it’s about the book, we mainly meet to veg out or vent.”

“Couldn’t make an exception for us?” Robby asked, right in your ear, causing an unconscious shiver to shoot through your spine.

God, you hated how unconsciously in tune your body was to him. You couldn’t already be wet, could you?

“Afraid not,” you laughed, attempting to cover up your reaction, “The only doctor I could see us making an exception for is Mel. She looked like a kicked puppy when we told her it was just a nurse thing.”

You settled into a comfortable silence as you got outa and settled into their townhouse, your bag parked at the bottom of their steps. Casual conversation flowed freely as you helped make dinner and relaxed on the couch afterwards. Everything had gone smoothly until you were three hours in, curled up between them, watching a movie. That was until a sex scene started to play. You could feel the heat of embarrassment crawl up your neck as you played with your hands, attention solely on your lap as the moans got louder and louder, until nothing.

Your head shot up seeing the scene had been paused; Jack and Robby looking down at you.

Fuck, this was happening,

“You alright, sweetheart?” Robby asked, squeezing your shoulder.

“Y-yeah,” you nodded,

“We can watch something else,” Jack offered,

“No, it’s fine, really,” you replied, face on fire.

“You sure?” Jack asked,

“Yeah, it’s not the movie itself, it’s just…” You trailed off,

“Sex in general?” Jack asked, finally addressing the elephant in the room.

“Yeah,” you nodded shyly, “I’m just, um”

“Turned on?” Jack said, not one to beat around the bush,

“Mhm,” you hummed, looking back down at your hands.

“We’ve talked about it a bit already, but are you sure you want this, sweetheart?” Robby asked.

“Yes. I’m physically 1000% there, fuck, I get so fucking wet thinking about you both, even when I should really be focusing on anything else. I just get caught up and have to try so fucking hard to school my thoughts and focus up again.” You confessed.

“Are you wet right now?” Robby asked,

“Mhm,” you hum with a nod,

“What do you think the problem is?” Jack asked,

“I guess, well, I just get in my head and lock up.” You sighed, looking up between them, “Like I want it so badly, emotionally and physically, but the second my brain gets there, I choke.”

“Do you masturbate?” Jack asked,

“Yeah,” you nod, feeling heat crawling up your neck.

“Is it mainly clitoral? Or do you penetrate with your fingers or any toys?” He followed up.

“Both?” you replied shyly, “If I’m intentionally masturbating, I have a thin, penetrating vibrator that looks like a long bullet vibrator. It’s like the width of a large tampon. If I’m masturbating after a hard shift, I will just use my fingers after I get out of the shower to relax.”

“And you can orgasm that way?” Jack followed up,

“Yeah,” you nodded,

“Do you watch porn?” Jack asked again. His clinical tone took away your anxiety; it was just simple yes-or-no questions. Your emotions were only a small factor; he was working to ease your brain from jumping the gun like always.

“No, but I um, do listen to audio erotica,” you swallowed,

“Why do you like it?” he questioned.

“It’s just more intimate,” you answered after a moment, “I’ve always felt a disconnect with traditional porn.”

“Do you like that it tells you what to do?” He asked in a reassuring tone.

“Yeah, it’s just nice not to have to think about anything.” You confessed, “It um, feels nice to be bossed around.”

“You like it when Mikey bosses you around at work,” Jack asked, smirk plastered on his face like he already knew the answer.

“Yeah,” you nodded, taking a breath, heat flooding your face as Jack gets more personal and steps away from the clinical talk.

“Do you get wet when he’s mean?”

“Mhm,” you hum, biting your lip as you break eye contact.

“Do you like when I’m mean?” he asked, catching your jaw, forcing you to maintain eye contact.

“Yes,” you confessed.

“Alright, I got a plan then,” Jack said, smiling at you,

“Give us a minute,” he said, looking over your head at Robby. He helped you up before pausing, “What’s her safe word?”

“Code, and the traffic light system,” Robby replied.

“Got it,” he nodded, fingers interlaced with yours as he guided you to their bedroom.

“What’s the plan?” you asked, looking up at Jack. He hummed as he came back from their walk-in closet. You let out a sigh of relief as you saw he was just holding a blindfold, knowing that that was where they kept their sex toys.

“Well, based on what you and Mikey have told me, you tense up and get ahead of yourself when he starts to move past kissing. The farthest you got was going down to your underwear, right?” he asked,

“Yeah,” you answered bashfully.

“So, I was thinking we give your mind a break and take your vision out of the equation. Instead of watching and tensing up when you get into unfamiliar territory, I’ll be there the whole time guiding you. Does that sound okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, “That makes sense,”

“If at any point you feel uncomfortable. Tell. Us. Your only job tonight is communicating whether you’re alright or not.” He said, looking down at you sternly.

“Got it,” you nodded,

“Good,” he rewarded you with a peck before shifting behind you,

“Is this too tight?” he asked, securing your blind fold.

“No,” you answered.

“Can you see at all?” he clarified,

“No,” you answered again.

“Good,” he affirmed, his gruff voice causing you to unintentionally squeeze your thighs together, “You can come in, Mikey.”

You hear a familiar gait pass you. You assume he takes a seat as the bed creeks. Jack gently turns and walks you slowly over in front of Robby.

“Alright, good. We’re gonna skip ahead if you’re comfortable. I want you to slowly strip for him. You can be a big girl and do that right, baby?” Jack husked.

“Yeah,” you answered, nerves still present. Jack acted as your anchor, your back flush with his front.

“Good, now I want you to strip down to your panties,” Jack ordered,

“Kay,” you replied, your arms tentatively crossed before grabbing the hem of your dress and slowly shifting it over and off, leaving you in your panties and bra.

“Keep going,” Jack encouraged. Robby remained silent, only giving away his positions from the small creaks of their mattress. You hesitantly reached for the center of your bra’s front clasp. A shiver ripped through you as Jack helped you out of it and threw it to the floor to join your dress.

“Fuck, she's beautiful, isn’t she, Mikey?” Jack asked,

“Fuck,” you heard Robby groan, “So stunning,” he agreed.

“Can I touch you, sweetheart?” Jack rasped,

“Yeah,” you nodded, before you choked on an inhale as Jack cupped your breasts, teasing your nipples. “Jack,” you moaned as his callused fingers tugged and rolled your nipples.

“Fuck, she’s so sensitive, Mikey,” Jack said, addressing him like you weren’t stationed between them. You whined as one of Jack’s arms looped around you, pulling you back for support as his other skirted down your front, hovering above your core. Your breath caught in your throat at the feeling of Jack’s member against your back.

“Can I take these off?” he asked,

“Please,” you whine, rubbing your thighs together. A moan cut through you as he cupped your core.

“Fuck,” Jack groaned,

“How’s she feel?” Robby asked, voice tight.

“Wetter than you could believe.” Jack answered, “Fuck, sweetheart, we’ve barely started. You always get this wet? How many panties have you ruined? Fuck, I bet you could leak through your scrub bottoms. Everyone would know then, huh? How wet a needy little slut like you gets over a little man handling.”

“Jack,” you couldn’t help but whine, face hot, thighs gripping his hand tight.

“Baby, if you want me to help, I’m gonna need my hand back.” He teased. You took a breath before parting your thigh to let him out, only to find yourself whining at the cool air hitting your now exposed core; ruined underwear fallen to your feet.

“Alright, fuck if it were anyone but Michael, you wouldn’t even need lube.” Jack groaned, “We’re gonna get in bed, okay?”

 “Kay,” you nodded, blindly following behind Jack. You could hear them both shuffling around as you stayed still, kneeling on the bed.

“Okay, I’m against the headboard, you’re gonna sit in front of me,” Jack said, guiding you over to him. Once seated, he looped his arm around you and pulled you back so you were flush against his front. You anxiously swallowed when your back hit his warm, bare chest. You could feel the absence of his prosthetic as his legs rested outside of your own. The only thing separating you was the cotton of his boxer briefs.

“Still good?” Jack asked,

“Yeah,” you blindly nodded.

“Good, now Mikey’s gonna kiss you, and then he’ll start working down your body. Then he’s gonna eat you out, is that still okay?” Jack asked,

“Can’t-can’t he just fuck me?” you asked, nerves rising.

“He could, but I think you’re gonna like this a lot better. We don’t want it to hurt anymore than it has to.” Jack answered, “Do you need to stop?”

“No, um, it’s just,” you took a breath, “It’s just hard to gauge if you guys are into it with the blindfold on.”

“Sweetheart, I can assure you that we are very much into it,” Robby reassured, “I’ve wanted to have you cumming on my tongue for months.”

“I want to see how pretty you look when you cum,” Jack said. You gasp as you feel him grinding lightly up against your back.

“Okay,” you nodded, “we can keep going,”

“God, you’re such a good fucking girl for communicating,” Jack husked, nipping at your neck. You couldn’t help but whine as he focused in on that spot, sucking and nipping at your throat. A gasp escaped you as you felt a second pair of lips on the other side of your neck. Robby’s beard tickled you as he worked down your throat, skirting down to your chest.

“Fuck,” you gasped as he sucked your nipple into his hot mouth, while his hands teased the other; his massive hands making you feel small. Your head lulled back onto Jack’s shoulder as you whined from every suck, twist, and pull of your nipples.

“Do you like that, sweetheart?” Jack asked, finally pulling back from your throat, “Do you like him playing with your chest?”

“Mhm,” you hummed, trying to rub your thighs together, only to be stopped by Robby’s body kneeling between them.

“Baby, you gotta talk when I ask you a question, or we won’t know what you like,” Jack said,

“I lik-fuck,” you whined as Robby’s teeth scraped against your nipple, “I like it, mhm, please,” you begged,

“What do you want, love?” Jack asked, as Robby started to trail kisses down to your mound, beard scuffing against your stomach.

“I wanna cum, please,” you panted.

“Alright, baby,” Jack allowed, “you’re gonna feel some pressure on your outer lips as Mikey opens you up,”

“Fuck,” Robby groans, hot breath fanning over your exposed core, “She’s so pretty, Jack,”

“Yeah?” Jack asked,

“Mhm,” Robby hummed, “She’s got the prettiest little pussy I’ve ever seen,”

“Michael,” you whined, pussy pulsing,

“Sorry, honey,” he laughed, pressing a kiss to your clit,

“Fuck,” you gasped,

“Like that, sweetheart?” Jack teased, “Like Mikey playing with over 10,000 of your never endings?”

“Mhm,” you moaned as Robby took a tentative lick against your clit, “Fuck, please,”

“What do you want, baby?” Jack asked. Robby’s facial hair tickling you as he honed in on your clit.

“Wanna, fuck-” You gasped as he started to trace over your opening, mouth still attached to your clit, “Wanna cu-PLEASE,”

“You heard her, babe,” Jack said, letting out a warm laugh, his mouth going back to your throat as Robby dragged a finger up and down your slit before thrusting a finger into your heat.

“Fuck, please, mhm,” you moaned, enveloped in pleasure. Earning a harsh suck from Robby as he slipped in another finger and curled them against your front wall.

“Fuck,” you gasped, as his fingers found a rhythm, too far gone to be embarrassed about the squelching as he fingered you to the base of his digits and back.

“Jack,” you shuddered as he began to play with your nipples, mouth still attached to your neck. Your inhibitions slipped away, a stroke of heat burst in your core, sending you over the edge.

“Fuck,” you moaned, spasming around his fingers, thighs shaking as you cum. Robby worked you through it as Jack whispered praises in your ear.

“Fuck, just like that.” Jack groaned, “Such a good, fucking girl.”

You could only pant as you came down from your high, Jack’s hand rubbing gentle circles into your hip as Robby eased his fingers out.

“Can,” you took a breath, “Can I take the blindfold off?”

“Of course,” Jack said, sliding it off with one gentle tug,

You blinked as your eyes adjusted to the light, Robby’s face hovering above you.

“There’s my girl,” he smiled down at you. You returned a shy smile, heat rushing to your core at the sight of his wet beard.

“Do you want to keep going or call it for today?” Jack asked,

“I wanna keep going,” you decided, “Wanna feel you cum in me.”

“Fuck,” Robby cursed, as you looked up at him through your lashes. His own face reddening.

“Do you want me to leave, or-”

“Please stay,” you interrupted, “I was kinda thinking I could give you head while he fucks me so I have something else to focus on.”

“Fuck,’ Jack groaned, “Okay, how do you want us, sweetheart?”

“I was thinking he could take me from behind, while I suck you off?” you half-asked, half-told.

“So, you want to be on your stomach, while giving me head, and Mikey will fuck you from behind?” Jack clarified.

“Yeah,” you nodded.

“Alright, you heard her,” Jack said, smirking up at Robby. He flipped you over on your stomach as soon as Robby slipped off the bed, catching your jaw as you went to look back at Robby.

“I think it’d be best to wait and see him afterwards, I don’t want you stressing over it,” Jack said, stroking your cheek.

“’kay,” you nodded, pushing yourself up onto your forearms to give Jack enough room to shed his underwear. You unconsciously bit your lip as his cock came into view. As a medical professional, it was far from your first time seeing a penis, but the sight of it still made your breath catch in your throat. You could feel saliva pooling in your mouth at the idea of sucking him off.

“Still with us, kid?” he asked, cupping your chin and tilting it up to force eye contact.

“Yeah,” you replied with a gulp,

“Alright, if at any point you want to stop, but can’t talk, I want you to pinch my thigh hard, okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. He smiled down at you before swiping something off his nightstand and tossing it over you to Robby. You then heard Robby, uncap it, and squirt out what sounded like a lot of lube.  

You involuntarily whine as the slick head of his cock taps your entrance.

“Ready?” he asked,

“Yes,” you replied evenly, a whine immediately keened in your throat as he breached your entrance. His fingers found your clit and rubbed it to ease the burn of his stretch. Despite his snail’s pace, it still felt like you were being split in two.

“Fuck,” you moaned, tears kissing the corners of your eyes at the new sensation of pain and pleasure. The tap of Jack’s leaking cock on your lips pulled you out of your head.

“Still with us, sweetheart?” Jack asked,

“Yeah, fuck”, you moaned as Robby thrust into you deeper than any finger could.

“I know Mikey’s a lot, but you’re doing so well,” Jack praised,

“Can I-Fuck” you asked, losing your thought as Robby pressed flush against you, his head kissing your cervix.

“Fuck,” Robby gasped, grip tightening.

“She tight, sweetheart?” Jack asked teasingly,

“Like a fucking vice,” Robby groaned, “Still doing alright, baby?”

“Yeah,” you moaned, involuntarily flexing, “I’ve never, fuck, never been so full,”

“Fuck, please don’t do that, honey,” Robby gasped, his grip on your hips turned bruising as he rested his forehead against your back, draped over you as he panted.

“Gonna cum so soon, handsome?” Jack teased,

“Shut up.” Robby groans, “Fuck.”

“Do you want to move?” you asked,

“Fuck, I’m alright, sweetheart, your body’s gotta get used to me first.” He answered, fingers never leaving your clit.

“Jack,” you said, pulling his attention back to you, “Can I,” you asked, nodding at his cock,

“Gonna have to properly ask,” he teased

“Can I suck you off?” you asked after taking a breath,

“Go ahead,” Jack answered, smiling down at you. A moan immediately ripped from his chest as you gently held his cock, and kitten licked from just below the head of his cock, up and over his slit, before sucking the head into your mouth. You minded your teeth as you took more of him into your mouth, eyes fluttering shut as the saliva pooling in your mouth streaked down his cock. You kept your grip light as your fist circled around what you couldn’t fit into your mouth. You tightened your grip until you heard Jack’s breath stutter, before you began to jerk him off. You twisted your wrist while giving him a hard suck every time you bobbed up around his head.

“Holy, Fuck,” Jack moaned, head tilting back. His hand wove through your hair, not to control you, no, Jack was holding on for dear life. Panicked, you pulled off, hand still wrapped around his base.

“Was that okay?” you asked, nervously.

“Okay? Fuck, baby,” he panted, stopping to take a deep breath, “Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?”

“Um, I-um, I did a deep dive on giving head for beginners. I know I wouldn’t be able to deep throat either of you, but I still want you to enjoy it.” You admitted bashfully,

“Was it okay?” you asked again.

“Yeah, fuck, yes, angel, it was more than okay. Fuck, haven’t felt like I was gonna cum that fast in ages,” Jack confessed, cupping your cheek to wipe off the excess drool on your face.

“So, can I?” you asked, nodding at his hard-on, “I’ve never tasted cum before, and I want you both in me now,”

“Yes, but I’m not coming down your throat today,” he said sternly, “When I get close, I’ll pull you off and finish on my stomach, okay?”

“Okay,” you said with a bit of a pout,

“Baby, it’s your first time. I’m not gonna force it down your throat if you don’t like it, you could throw up. We can build up to that, alright?” Jack said, stroking your cheek,

“Okay,” you nodded, “Mikey?”

“Yeah?” he asked, taking a deep breath, as he lifted his head off your back.

“Can you start to move? It only stings a little now,” you asked,

“You, sure, sweetheart?” he asked,

“Please, if it hurts, I’ll pinch Jack. Promise.” You replied,

“Alright,” Robby agreed, as he started to slowly ease out of you, before thrusting back in a bit at a time.

“Fuck,” you whined, pulsing around him,

“Still good, honey?” he asked,

“Don’t stop, please, Mikey,” you border on begging, “So full, fuck”

“Fuck,” he moaned in agreement, gradually picking up speed. You started to feel spacy as you sucked Jack’s cock back into your mouth. Your eyes fluttered shut as his fingers once again found their place threaded through your hair. You started up again, only lasting a few bobs before a moan ripped through your chest as Robby’s short strokes turned into deep pulls.

“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” Jack cursed. You doubled down, your bobs quickening and grip on his cock tightening. Suddenly, you were ripped off of his cock, as he cum splattered across his lower stomach up to his pecs.

“Fuck, please,” you begged Robby, “Please cum, I wanna feel you.”

A moan punched out of his chest at your earnest tone. His hips stuttered before he slammed himself back into you to the hilt. You whined as his warmth filled you. Robby fucked you through it before stilling, arm looped around your lower stomach to catch you from falling flat on the mattress when your arms gave out.

“Fuck,” you moaned, as he started to slowly ease out of you, cum leaking down your plush thighs.

“Still with us, baby?” Jack asked, wiping a bit of his cum off your face with his thumb before you greedily sucked it into your mouth.

“Mhm,” you hummed around it, whining at the loss as he helped you fall on your back between them. Robby was still panting to your left as you were busy catching your own breath. Jack smiled down at you both as he wiped his spent off with his discarded shirt. He nudged your shoulder when your eyes fluttered shut,

“Not yet, baby, gotta get you cleaned up before you sleep,”

You reluctantly pushed yourself up on your forearms as the thin layer of sweat coating your body began to cool and feel uncomfortable.

Your eyes widened as you took in Robby's flaccid penis,

"That was in me?" you asked, dumbfounded.

"Mhm," Jack hummed with a laugh, Robby groaned still recovering, "That's why we're taking an epson salt bath. You okay to move?"

“Yeah,” you nodded. Soon, you found yourself once again reclined against Jack in a steaming bath, warming your bones as they took gentle care of cleaning you up. You practically melted between them as they held you close under a set of freshly cleaned sheets. Happy to lose your long-lived title.

A/N:

Thank you so much for reading :3

Sorry for the gap in updates, I had writer's block. I'm gonna attempt to update on Mondays until school inevitably becomes too much. Hope you all had a lovely weekend and great start to your week ^_^