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yes! absolutely my love! it is always my pleasure! 🥹💌💗

Non explicitly, Bob is a very simple man and it doesn’t take much for him to let go of the pressure and forget about the rest of the world. You’ll cook his favorite meal and serve him an ice cold drink of his choice.

You take off his flight suit or uniform, putting it in the wash and later on you iron it out, neatly folding it for the next day.

Just having you in control and doing something as simple as the cooking or cleaning makes Bob let go and his shoulders slump a little easier. He can forget the world and everything shit that happened today, because he’s home and he’s got you to lovingly take care of him.

Explicitly, again in the same vein, Bob is a very simple man. All it requires is you being on-top that night with either your mouth or hand wrapped around his length, or riding him slowly.

There’s no teasing or edging, all Bob needs is your soft words of encouragement and guiding praise that he can come as many times as he wants, and he will.

We have seen this amazing thought by cherrycola and your development of the Head giving in the morning but what about Professor Bob seeing how tensed and tired is TA is (which is unsual for her), and he decides to go under her desk, softly grabbing her calf to put her high heels feet on his shoulder, kissing every parcel of her leg, millimiters per millimiters, looking straight at her the whole time. Letting her calves rest on his shoulders as he comes closer and wraps them behind his neck. To finally eat her out in the deepest, most worshipping way that can be done.

Y E S

This got away from me, so please enjoy this short little (VERY 18+) blurb 😵‍💫

His fingers grasp the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her thighs until they're off and placed securely in the pocket of his slacks. She's looking down at him with an adorable furrow between her brows that he would smooth out with his thumb if he wasn't preoccupied with the meal in front of him. "What are you doing?" He shoots her his most wicked grin, wetting his lips in anticipation. "Repaying the favor." Leaning forward, he licks a long stripe up her folds, making her jerk and moan at the sensation. Attaching his mouth to her clit, he sucks hard and her hands fly into his hair as she moans even louder. He can feel his cock hardening, but this isn't about him. His tongue explores her folds, tasting every part of her, groaning into her pretty little cunt as she starts rolling her lips to increase her pleasure. "So needy," he mutters as his finger graze against her entrance. She pulls on his hair harder, nails across his scalp. "So fucking needy." "Only for you, Professor," she babbles, followed by a sinful moan.

Jake would be such a good dog daddy. 🐶

When he‘s deployed his octogenarian neighbor looks after the dog and spoils him rotten. Jake tried to train him but gave up because his dog is a little dumb and Jake is just too indulgent for it all, other than in his day job, and also so thankful to have someone to come home to, even if they‘re fluffy and their hobby is burying Jake‘s 200 dollar shoes in the little backyard behind the house.

His little four-legged buddy is the only one loyal to him, other than Javy, even on days that he fucks up, and he loves him to pieces for being there when he feels especially lonely (or, occasionally, worthless.)

Then Bradley comes into his life and the dog and Bradley hate each other because either of them wants Jake‘s full attention. Jake rolls his eyes at both of them but is secretly anxious because he wants to keep both of them in his life.

Then one night the dog whines and touches his nose to a sleeping Bradley‘s face to wake him up because his dad is in the bathroom down the hall throwing up like crazy (turns out he’s got the flu) and from then on Bradley stops ignoring the dog and starts playing with him and sneaking him a treat or two.

That's not the case for Rhett and the Reader, who can definitely see their beloved WSO being completely blind. Yet, they still want to make it very clear they're dating him.

It goes over Bobby's head entirely 😭 he just thinks they're being nice to him; meanwhile, some no-name thinks they might be able to score a date with him. Rhett's become very good at disguising his possessiveness as affection, meandering up and slinging his arm around Bob's shoulders, planting a big kiss on Bob's cheek. It's a surefire way of establishing that Bobby is a very, very taken man 🌷

Of course you can my Darlin!!

All of the mean bones (hehe) in his body die immediately and he’s there holding you. Cradling you against his chest, hand soothing your hair down to your back. Cooing nothing but praise.

“Did so good, honey. So so proud of you,” “Best baby anyone could ask for love you so much,” he’d help you drink some water and eat a little snack before taking you upstairs for a bath. Asking you which products you want to use. He’ll sit with you the whole time, humming softly as he washes your hair 🥹

omg yes

they focused look he has on your body. his eyes tracing every curve your body has to show him. him wetting his lips every now and then because his mouth is getting dry from seeing you like that

now i'm thinking about him fucking you on a paint covered canvas. i can't get it out of my head. and him putting the canvas in his office

I'll pick the Floytt household with Pony Express please 🤍🩶💜

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But now that he's settled with Imogen, he finds out how much he craves for love, care, attention. We established how he loves cuddles but he also loves kisses, staying in bed for hours, all wrapped against each other. He can't see himself without his love now.

Léa, you're so right. Dr. Floyd has never been good with people, and the previous relationships he's been in just haven't worked out. Jake and Bradley have tried to set him up countless times, but the women always think he's a little weird. What he actually needs is someone who challenges him, and he's certainly found his match in Imogen.

Here's a blurb. 18+/minors dni.

She untangles herself from his arms, making a move to get off the bed, but he's having none of it. "Not so fast," he tells her, and tightens his grip around her waist until she's flush against him again. "Dr. Floyd," she squeals when he starts peppering kisses all over her face and neck. She's laughing, her hands in his hair and then on his shoulders, trying to push him off. "Let me g–Bob!" He rolls on top of her, trapping her beneath him. Pressing his lips against hers, one hand sneaks under the duvet, tracing patterns on her soft skin. He leaves wet kisses on the side of her throat as her arms wrap around his shoulders. Whatever she intended to get out of bed for is a long gone thought because Bob knows the exact moment she surrenders to his touch.