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trinity, who is getting fucked quite mercilessly into the mattress, face down ass up as baran holds her arms tightly behind her back after getting scolded too many times to stop touching herself.

the side of her face is smushed into the sheets, drool pooling around her mouth as small whimpers fall from her. the sound of the headboard hitting the wall is the only thing her senses can pick up on other than the drilling of barans strap into her wet cunt.

she’s out of her fucking mind and she knows it, trinity can’t keep track of anything that her body is doing, whatever is coming out of her mouth is completely unknown to her.

but when baran thrusts in at a particularly hard angle, she hears the words, “mommy, please!” from somewhere around the room.

it’s not until baran fully stills, her cock pulling completely out of trinity that she realizes what exactly she just said.

“what’s that, baby?” she hears baran ask. she’s unstable and unwell and flustered and she cant move her body or speak and she’s crying, sobbing out unintelligible words.

the sound of baran shushing her calms her down slightly, her hands letting go of the tight grip she had around trinitys wrists, moving to rub over her back and the curve of her ass. she feels baran slowly push the strap back inside of her as she whispers sweet nothings from above.

......

They're cuddled on the couch when Jack tells him. Jack is laying on his back, feeling the cool brown leather beneath him and the welcomed weight of Robby's long body over him. Robby cries, sobs into his shoulder, presses his body against Jack’s like he can fuse them together, keep Jack from leaving. 

“Baby,” Jack murmurs, one hand playing with the fluffy silken strands of Robby's hair, the other running soothingly up his back under his sweatshirt, tracing invisible patterns. “Michael, my angel, you have to promise me,” Robby raises his head, his wide brown eyes dripping tears, “if somethin’ happens-” Robby opens his mouth to argue. “No, listen. If somethin’ happens- if I don't come back, I need you to promise me that you'll move on, ‘kay?”

“Jackie, you can't ask me that.” Jack cradles Robby’s face, his thumb stroking a high cheekbone. Robby turns his head and nuzzles the delicate skin on the inside of Jack's wrist before planting an open mouth kiss there. 

“I need you to be safe and happy for me. It will make it easier to be out there if I know you're here living your life. Go to parties, make friends, find someone else. You have so much love to give, don't you dare waste it on me.”

Robby takes his lips from Jack's wrist. “You're it for me Jack. Don't ask me to move on after, because there's never gonna be anyone else,” he’s agitated now, angry in a way that’s obviously to hide his fear, “Why are we even having this conversation? You're going to be fine.” 

He sounds so desperate, Jack doesn't have the heart to argue with him. “Yeah, baby, I'm gonna be fine. Gonna miss you.”

Robby presses his forehead against Jack’s, “I love you Jack Abbot, always.” He says it with a ferociousness Jack rarely sees from him.

“I love you too, Mikey.”

cw: heavy fauxcest. don't like? don't fucking read then loll. 😂

godddd they're so creep4creep perv4perv sick4sick degenerate4degenerate

• cassie actually rejoices when victoria fights w shamshi... bc it means the girl's gonna come to her completely broken, just wanting to cling to mommy like her life depends on it. she's basically vic's world and doesn't need anything but her:(( and cassie LOOOVES to feed the codependency<3 loves to wrap victoria in her arms, kiss her tears aways and whisper: "shhh, mama's right here little girl," the fact that she molded victoria into this makes her so wettt like,,,,

mowalsh - where the hell is my husband

any ideas on who this would be??

MCSANSHIMI. look idk if I'm the only person who ships that but hear me out like... brat tamer cassie/soft dom baran/subby(bratty) trinity. it's sooo trinity sniffling and whining and trying to appeal to mommy (baran) who "falls" for it every time and is so sweet to her, but sir (cassie) just won't have it, spanking her rosy red :3

it's embarrassing. it is. but it also makes her squirm, the weight of the collar making her especially fuzzy, a safety to it. she's kept. owned. once Dana starts introducing commands, it only tugs her deeper into the haze of it, makes her wanna be Dana's puppy as often as she can. Dana's good puppy. Dana's obedient puppy.

beg. Emma has a hard time hovering, the tip of Dana's strap prodding so tantalizing at her entrance, but she can't sit yet, not til she hears the command. aahn— mommy, p-please— please, pleasepleaseplease— m-mmmhh, mommy, please, it aches, aches s'bad, need it, nee'dit... ahnn, pleaaase... mommy...

sit. Emma gasps and whimpers, thighs tremoring as she seats herself onto Dana's thick strap, the silicone stuffing her drooly little pussy full. she gets gentle pats over her ass, her thighs, tummy, a murmured good pup, a few gropes to her soft, perky little tits.

mm, good girl. stay. Emma whines, forlorn, slumps against her mommy, her owner. it could be hours, hours of every little adjustment making her feel like crying, soaking the dildo, throbbing around the intrusion. sometimes as a treat Dana will give her a few thrusts, a few moments of bursting pleasure she unashamedly takes, yelping little mmmphh—!'s with each one.

Dana's stream of filth only makes it worse, only makes Emma dizzier, hazier, panting open-mouthed against Dana's shoulder like a dog in heat.

"Come on puppy, you dont need that. Daddy is right here, why dont you use me?"

"No no, baby. Daddy always has time for you. Daddy will always make you feel good. My sweet, sweet-"

"Please beautiful boy, let daddy touch you I promise it'll be so much better. You want daddy's hands? My mouth? My cock?"

Without needing further prompting, Trinity shoved Dennis hard, with all her might. Dennis stumbled badly, crashing straight into the sexiest doctor alive.

"O-oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Abbot." Dennis flushed, looking up at Jack through his eyelashes, bracing himself on Abbot's muscular arms, taking the chance to squeeze and feel him up. "Thank you for catching me."

Jack gave his famous, signature half-smile, one hand on his hip and the other on his waist. Dennis could melt into a puddle right then and there. "Hey, it's no problem, Whitaker. Could've been a nasty fall if I wasn't here."

"Yeah..." Dennis let out a breathy little giggle, a little at a loss for words at finally being so close to Abbot, the man he's been watching from afar and silently crushing on since he first saw him. "I-I can be kinda clumsy."

"I've heard."

Dennis blinked in surprise. "Y-you've heard? Of me? U-uh, from who? W-what have you heard?" Dennis could feel his heart almost beat out of his chest. He barely fought the urge to turn around and look at Trinity for help.

"Nothing bad, I can assure you." Jack chuckled lightly, still not letting him go. "But I can say this, rumours did not exaggerate your beauty. In fact, I think you far surpass them."

Dennis's mouth dropped open, and his face bloomed bright red. He had never, in his entire life, been flirted with so blatantly. "I- uh- I-" Dennis floundered, looking back at Trinity to see her gaping in astonishment at both of them. Unhelpful. Dennis turned back to face the older man and squeezed his biceps again for strength and courage. "N-number?"

"You asking for my number, sweet thing?" Dennis nodded rapidly. "Your phone in your back pocket?" Another nod.

Jack takes the hand holding his waist and moves it down to his ass, slipping it into his back pocket, a little squeeze to his ass, and takes out his phone. Dennis almost dies.

Dennis is basically useless in Jack's arms as he uses his red face to unlock his phone before putting his number in and sliding it back into his pocket, getting one last squeeze to go. "I'll text you later." Jack winked before righting Dennis on his feet and disappearing into the throng of doctors and nurses in the ER.

Dennis blinked, mouth hanging open, before stumbling back to Trinity. "Tell me I'm not fucking dreaming."

"If you're dreaming, I'm dreaming." Trinity grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Huckleberry, I think you just nabbed yourself a man." A mischievous gleam in her eyes.

"Whatever you're thinking, no."

"Huckleberry." Trinity looked him in the eyes seriously. "You need some serious work on your texting skills. I will help you. It is my duty as the elder gay in your life."

"You're insufferable."

"I shall teach you my ways. It's your first time bagging a baddie. I will not let you fumble. We must go home now, while the night is still young."

Dennis squinted and tilted his head in confusion. "I don't know what that fucking means."

----

"I can't believe that actually worked."

"Shut the fuck up, Michael." Jack hissed, fanning his bright red face. "I think I'm going to fucking explode."

"Hey, you still owe me 20 bucks for writing you those lines." Dana came around the corner, looking wholly unimpressed and chewing on nicotine gum. "My creative genius is not for free."

"Knew it." Robby crosses his arms and grins. "No way you suddenly got smooth. Didn't know you were in the business of selling zingers, Dana."

"It was a one-time thing." She grinned, already taking Jack's wallet from his pocket and slipping 20 out. "You won't be getting any romantic lines from me any time soon."

"Ouch."

"Could you two go away? I'm trying to freak out in peace, please." Jack groaned. "You two are terrible friends."

"Hey, you should be focused on not scaring him away with your old man texting." Dana hummed, popping a bubble directly in his face, making Jack roll his eyes and grab his wallet back.

"Try not to dig into the military stories on the first day." Robby joked, getting a fistbump from Dana.