#rabbotcest

You meet Jack before Robby does: he takes you home from a bar and fucks you clear into the next level of heaven, but you're not looking for anything serious right now so you kiss him goodbye and wish him the best

You're both so damn surprised to see each other almost a year later when Robby wants to introduce his partner and his kid.

You slide into the habit of fucking when Robby's on shift, and Jack thinks it's wrong because he's engaged to your father and you're terrified of blowing up your father's first good relationship in a decade and you really really do love your father.

But you can't just stop. Hell, Jack finds you in your long gown on the day of the wedding and eats you out on his knees in a back room during the reception

when Robby catches you-- he was always going to-- you're both expecting him to say something, or immediately ask for a divorce, or turn and run

But:

He leans against the door frame to watch. "Go on," he says, and you don't know what to do so you just... do it, awkward as it is at first. But Robby knows his husband, can give you pointers for how to touch him, and he you get back into the rhythm as he compliments Jack on his technique. You fall back into the rythym easy enough and you surprise yourself when you come.

Robby asks to finish Jack off, and you nod but when you try to go he tells you to stay. You sit add watch from the edge of the bed as he takes Jack into his mouth and moans as he tastes you

(Robby is immediately scheming to get you in a less round about way)

Oh fuck me. Hurt/comfort because I feel like it’s necessary. Also with Robby finally getting a taste of his girl, because it’s what we all deserve. Jack is one lucky son of a bitch that’s for sure

“M’sorry, daddy.” You sniffle, climbing onto Robby’s lap and burying your face into his neck. You feel so bad, so guilty as a sob wracks your body. Robby holds you close, large hands running up and down your sides slowly. “I’m a horrible daughter! I’m just the worst!”

“That’s not true, baby.” He coos, swiping your tears away with his thumbs as a fresh wail leaves you. You love your dad more than anything, you would do anything for him. Sleeping with his very new husband multiple times is enough to shun you forever, yet for some reason Robby doesn’t seem to be angry at all. “You’re a sweet girl. Just so young, don’t know what’s good for you.”

“Michael-“ Jack cuts himself off, face twisting in discomfort, clearing his throat weakly as he fiddles with his wedding ring. “I don’t-“

“It’s fine.” Robby grumbles, for what feels like the millionth time. He doesn’t mind your constant apologies, but Jack’s are starting to agitate him. “I get it. I’ve got a real beautiful girl, don’t I?”

“Yes.” Jack breathes, watching as his husbands hands slide from your sides to cup your ass, licking his lips as you snuggle deeper into his touch. “A very beautiful girl.”

Robby doesn’t speak, just stares at Jack as his starts to squeeze and grope the fat of your ass lightly. Relishing in the whiny whimpers you let out as you roll your hips against him, always so eager. Jack can’t help himself as he grins crookedly, “Jealous that I got her first?”

“She’s my daughter.” Robby sneers, tugging you closer to him and letting out a low exhale when you give kitten licks to his neck. You squeal when Jack grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs. “Fine. Maybe I’m a little jealous.”

“I’m sorry, dad!” You sniffle again, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and nosing at his beard. “Please don’t be mad at daddy, it’s not his fault!”

It very much is, Jack has initiated every single time he had the chance to. All three of you know this, but you still feel the need to defend him. To appease them both. Robby inhales sharply, pressing a kiss to Jack’s palm before giving you one on your cheek as well. “I’m not mad, don’t think I could ever stay mad at the two of you.”

brothers rabbot x their daughter mel x bedsharing

"stop pinching that poor girl's nipples and let her sleep," robby grumbles against his brother's shoulder as he wraps his arms around him from behind.

mel gasps and writhes in jack's arms, panting hard as her dad's skilled fingers rub and tug at her. "oh, no, daddy, it's ok–ah–ay!"

jack feels his brother's sigh against his neck as he snuggles closer around him. "okay," he huffs, "well quit pinching her nipples so I can sleep."

jack smiles and scoots his ass back against his brother's suspiciously hard cock as he continues rolling their daughter's nipples beneath his thumbs. "you jealous, brother?"

jack can hear robby's eyeroll. "yeah, jealous of all the other day shifters whose families let them sleep."

jack chuckles as he releases one of the daughter's nipples and reaches back behind him. his brother grunts as jack wraps a fist around his cock, then jack's smile widens when his brother reluctantly pushes up against him.

"you don't seem very tired," jack says coyly as he begins to jerk him.

robby huffs in annoyance as he ruts up into his brother's hand. "still tired of your shit."

jack yelps then hums warmly as his brother bites his shoulder.

"dads," mel whines sleepily as she bucks in jack's arms. "s' too late to be fighting."

jack hums soothingly and kisses her shoulder. "we're not fighting, baby."

robby reaches around his brother to smooth a hand down their daughter's side. "yeah, only playing."

"ok-ay," mel nods, still panting as her dad's hand hand on her breast speeds up.

jack nuzzles into her neck. "you wanna come, sweetheart?"

mel nods. "mhm."

jack smiles and tugs his brother's cock closer behind him, sliding it up and down between his cheeks. he nips his daughter's ear. "you want Dad's come too, baby?"

mel nods more eagerly and scoots back until her dad's cock slots against the damp space between her thighs.

jack hums and rocks his hips, nudging his cock against his little girl's hole when he moves forward and nudging his brother's cock against his hole when he pushes back.

the "make me a father again" of it all, having jack press his come into you when it starts to leak out, robby watching and nodding and debating if it's worth risking a turn of his own. it is fathers day, sometimes a person has to celebrate.

Eeek sorry for not getting to this yesterday, I fell asleep </3 but yum yum yum love this !!

Robby is just a man, of course he’s going to take the risk. As much as he loves to see you stuffed full of Jack’s cock as his cum leaks out of you… he wants to have his own fun. He’s your real dad afterall, not his husband.

Jack is ultimately the one that gets him to do it though, giving him that final push that he needs. Not that you don’t want it, you beg for Robby’s cock every chance you get. He just likes to ignore you, chiding you gently because you’re just a little girl. You don’t know what you want.

he’s so close to cumming. he knows he shouldn’t, like every time. he’s usually good at controlling himself, cumming on jack or inside your mouth or any part of your body like you ask, so you can feel daddy’s love on you too. but sometimes he gets so… emotional. he will hold your body impossibly closer to his, one hand going to your breast to play with your nipple while the other just rubs wherever he can touch — ur clit, ur belly, ass, literally anywhere.

maybe his eyes even fill with unshed tears a little, kissing your neck, your shoulder and then he lets out a weak “you’re mine” against your skin.

jack can sense the change in his husband’s voice, the emotional turmoil that accompanies him when he gets like that. he rushes to his side to watch as robby keeps slowly fucking their baby angel, now resting his cheek against her shoulder blades with this look on his face… the look of a lot of love. and robby stares back at jack, fucking you deliciously slow as he says “she’s mine, jack.” with a weak teary voice.

jack coos at him and then at you when you whimper a low “daddy please”, trying to get robby to keep going faster. he caresses robby’s face softly whispering “i know, hon, i know. you wanna finish inside her? you’re pretty close, huh?”

robby nods desperately. he’s so close. he’s so hard and so horny. and then jack sighs “okay, just this one time, yeah? you know we can’t risk it yet.”

you look between them, panting “wait, dad-“

“be good, sweetheart.” jack says while patting your head. “dad’s gonna fill you up just this time, ok? you want it?”

you shake your head no but you say yes and that’s enough for robby, so he lets go and starts cumming in ropes inside you with a moan and a groan, squeezing your body to his.

“fuck- oh god. that’s it. i’m sorry, baby. daddy’s sorry. i’m almost done. dad’s almost done. it’s a lot for my little girl, hm? i’m done.” and then comes the guilt. he whispers more apologies against your skin. you know why he’s apologizing (again, just like that first time) and you still don’t care bc you’re coming with him again, milking his cock like your life depends on it, whining and calling for both your daddies now.

“christ, this is wrong. i love you, honey, you know that don’t you? i’m sorry i did this. y’just feel so good. it won’t happen again.” maybe he lets a tear or two fall down your back without realizing and jack’s there to wipe them away from both of you.

you’re enjoying the feeling of his cum inside you too much to even say that you loved every second. jack is watching everything with his chest full and his cock harder. robby doesn’t mean that. he’ll do it again.

(again… i’m sorry it’s so long. idk why im getting so inspired to send u this usually i don’t have many ideas, but it’s been consuming my mind for DAYS and i need to let all these thoughts out!!! i’m sick and im ok with it)

HELLO AGAIN !! Love this love this love this love this. Robby is one possessive man, but the guilt eats away at him when he can’t do anything to take his mind off of it. The only thing that helps is you being pressed against him and Jack murmuring out assurances, and it really doesn’t help at all. Part one of this ask is here !!

Very much specifically thinking about one of these emotional moments, where Robby is fucking you slow and deep and Jack is right there holding his husband together. Robby’s voice cracking as he finally asks, “When did you start doing this to her?”

His stomach twists when Jack winces, pulling away just enough when his spouse tries to distract him with a kiss. You whine, pussy fluttering around your dad’s cock as you watch with eyes glazed over. Jack licks his lips, “When she- when she turned eighteen.”

“Jesus fucking-“

“It wasn’t like that! I swear.” Your fingernails dig into the sheets, legs wrapping even tighter around Robby’s waist. A feeble attempt to comfort him. “You know it isn’t like that.”

“I should kill you.” Robby says, eyes watering as he slides his cock in and out of you at an uneven pace. You feel so good, too good. It’s wrong. It’s all so wrong. Jack leans in close, wiping away his tears with a heavy look in his eye.

“Yeah, probably.” He murmurs, pausing when you tap at his arm almost urgently. Jack chooses his words carefully, “Your girl has something to say, brother.”

“It’s okay, dad.” You shift your hips, body jerking when Robby’s cock hits a spot in you just right. “I’m okay. It’s okay.”

dad!robby who for some reason can’t help but remind jack every now and then who literally made you, just for funsies. and bc he knows jack gets off on it.

jack could be fucking you a bit too hard and robby will be there to hold/talk you through it like the good dad that he is. giving you kisses, whispering loving encouragement in your ear to take daddy’s cock like the good girl you are while you whine. robby would let out a few comments here and there. things like “careful jack, don’t go hurting my little girl” or “she’s good, huh? i made her for us.”

but sometimes robby gets a little… possessive? in the most loving way. (i guess i have a thing for that)

robby’s fucking jack who’s fucking you right? right. and robby can’t help himself. he’ll grab jack’s curls, pull him to his chest, still slowly grinding his cock deep into him. and then robby whispers “don’t forget who made this pussy you’re fucking” and jack will have to try so hard to not cum inside you right then. you’re in another dimension, barely notices his cock twitching inside you when dad says that.

robby isn’t done tho, because he looks down at his baby girl taking his husband’s fat cock in the pussy he so likes to remind that he created, and then he’ll ask “tell me. c’mon, tell me who made her.”

to which jack will have no option but to moan out a loud “you did. fuck, you made her.” while still thrusting shallowly into you.

and robby will just smile and say in that raspy voice of his, “oh, i know. don’t forget that, hm. now why don’t you go ahead and cum inside my daughter that i’m so generously allowing you to fuck?”

honestly jack couldn’t stop it if he tried. he knows he’d be fucking you even if robby didn’t allow it tbh. robby knows that too. but the idea that his husband is the one letting all of this happen? he cums so hard with robby’s cock hitting his spot while you milk his hard as a rock dick at the same time that he barely notices he’s moaning and whimpering as he fills you full of cum. god it feels so good as usual. you keep moaning for daddy and dad all at the same time because it’s just that good.

robby pulls out of jack just before he cums so he can put his sensitive red tip inside your already open mouth. “give it a lick and i’ll give you my cum too, honey. thaaaat’s it. it’s all for you, baby. all for you.” because he too wants you to be filled with his cum one way or another. like he said, you’re his. he won’t fill your pussy right now but he’ll still make sure you’re marked by him.

vs… dad!robby who can be a little emotional and guilty about his possessiveness over you.

(second part in another ask bc i didn’t want it to be too long here my bad)

Oh. My. God. Anon. I hope you’re okay with me taking so long to get to this (I’ve been hoarding it to myself like a greedy little dragon). Oh man. You have a glorious mind. You’re an angel. Part 2 of this glorious ask here !!

Robby would absolutely boast about how he was the one that made you. Holding it over Jack’s head is absolutely in character. Because surely you wouldn’t be as good if you belonged to someone else, you wouldn’t be as much of a forbidden fruit.

Not that either of them want you to be any different. Oh no, you’re quite fine as is. Always so needy and whiny asking for your dad and daddy, always so eager to make them feel good.

Maybe you’re starting to believe the idea that Robby made you just for this. That the thought of graduating college is futile. You definitely at least know you wouldn’t change a thing. Even if your dad is saying crazy things, and your stepdad only seems to be egging him on. Sure, you know it’s weird. It’s wrong. But you’ve always been dad’s best girl, so you really don’t mind it when he starts calling you his property.

It’s almost aggressive, the way he says it. As if he’s urging the claim to stick into you and your stepdads mind. Reminding you both that he’s the one in charge, he made you and he married Jack so technically you’re both his property. Yet despite how assertive he is, he’s so incredibly careful. You’re still his baby, he can hurt his husband however he pleases but you’re his baby.

Robby treats the things he owns with respect. Besides, you’re still a person. It takes a long time for him to even consider leaving a hickey or bruise on you, the thought of damaging his girl was almost enough to send him off the edge. Especially when Jack leaves marks on you, something he needs explicit permission for before even thinking of kissing or touching too rough.

WHAT A YUMMY LINK WOAH WOAH WOAHHHHH ANON I’M BLUSHING AND GIGGLING SO BAD RNNNN

It’s the fact that you have two dads as well. Two different men to devote yourself to, two different cocks to satisfy. But you’re a good kid, you can take it. You will take it.

I think Robby and Jack would have a silent little competition to see who you love “more” too, because they’re just like that. Oh, Jack got to get his dick sucked while sitting in his shower chair? How come dad didn’t? Oh, Robby gets to leave marks all over your neck while you bounce whorishly on his cock? How come daddy hasn’t gotten the same treatment?

Most of the time Jack was always right, and Robby knew that. He’d never accept it until too late, of course. But this time Robby is right. He knows what he’s doing to you is wrong, knows he’s grooming you into something you shouldn’t be. No father should ever treat their daughter the way he does.

Begs and demands for Jack to tell him to stop, to give him the strength to put an end to taking advantage of you. Face red with anger and sadness and Jack just can’t fucking do it. He can’t lose this. He’s so sick and depraved that he doesn’t think he could live another day without such a unique family bond.

Forcing himself to grimace as he shakes his head, despite having no desire to give Robby’s pleas the time of day, he still feigns guilt. Tone quiet but firm as he ducks his head to keep eye contact with his husband, “You know I can’t.”

“You can! You can- you bastard! She’s our daughter. My daughter.” Jack would take the weak hits to the chest as Robby attempts to force his tears back, broken sobs escaping as he shakes his head. “We’ve ruined her.”