#loveshipsall

robby is sitting on the couch in your living room watching a pay-per-view boxing match, when you walk in looking all pouty. you sit on the ground next to him, leaning against his inner thigh.

"hi, baby," he says, half glancing back and forth between you and the tv. but it's fine, it's not like his attention is what you need right now anyway. you sit up and start mouthing at the inseam of his pants. he jolts, "hey!—whoa, whoa, whoa! honey, not right now, i'm trying to watch the game."

you look up at him, doe-eyed, "you can keep watching the game...jus' had a bad day..."

robby tousles your hair, "yeah? just need my cock to make you feel better?"

you nod, "please?"

he sighs, "okay, kiddo, have at it."

smiling and reaching for his belt, you quickly unbucke it and let out a soft, relieved sigh once you take him out of his boxers. he hardens in your grasp as you slide your hand up and down. you bite your lip and lean down, giving his head small kitten licks.

robby's breathing quickens, but his eyes are still on the tv, trying to focus. he's doing a decent job, until he feels you run your tongue up the vein on the underside of his cock, making him thrust involuntarily and prompting a giggle from you.

you slack your jaw and take him in your mouth, pushing further and further down until you gag. "easy, bunny, there's no rush," robby soothes while petting your hair.

you pull back and nod, before slowly trying again. you make it about halfway down (a great feat in and of itself) and start pumping the rest with your fist. you moan softly around him and continue inching further down. robby's head falls back, "fuck, sweetheart." you keep going until your nose reaches his pubic bone and you can feel him against your soft palette, deep in your throat.

the feeling of him in your mouth calms you down and your head starts to get floaty. all the stress of the day slips away, and you feel so soft and warm. robby's gripping your hair, but he's careful so as to not push you down (even though every instinct in his body is telling him to).

you move up and down, fucking your mouth on his cock. noisy, wet sucking sounds fill the room, and you get lost in the scent and feel of him. his groans fill your ears, and you respond in kind, making him moan even louder.

"shit, kid. feel so—hngh—feel so fucking warm." you hum around him. "i'm—hah—i'm gonna cum," he warns. you get even more eager, pulling him in as far as he can go and sucking him hard.

his cock pulses in you, finishing inside. you swirl your tongue around, savoring every last drop. you wait a minute before pulling off, resting your head against his thigh again. you open your mouth so he can see.

he grins and pets your head before pulling you up onto his lap. "good girl," robby pants. he kisses you softly and wipes away the drool from your lips. he caresses your cheek, "always such a good girl for me. so sweet. my best girl." you lean in, melting at the praise. "you feeling better honey?" he coos.

you feel so warm with your belly full of him. sitting cradled in his lap, embraced in his arms. you nod softly, "i feel so much better. thank you, daddy."

"anytime, sweetheart."