#yummmm

warning: slightly(???) freaky byler (but not really!)

robby helps jack into his prosthetic in the morning before the two share a little peck. they lean over to dennis at the same time and have to rock paper scissors to decide who gets to make out with him first.

the three of them are at the bathroom sink in the morning and the two of them spit at the same time, then hand off the same hair pomade and do the same number of passes through their hands.

jack skillfully cooks the eggs while robby tries not to burn the toast and they move around each other artfully, with precision. dennis just sits at the barstool and watches wistfully.

they pack dennis’ lunch with the same silent knowledge of each other; jack will grab the fun snack and robby will grab the veggie. The two draw matching smiley faces on a post it and stick it in top of the zip lock bag covering the sandwich robby cut into halves.

and the sex, god the sex. they don’t even need to speak to know when one should pull out and the other should start fucking dennis.

the two work as one to pleasure dennis, no need to stop and fix anything, one of them always tending to the others needs.

dennis has the best orgasms of his life with the pair after one long consent conversation and the power of their shared brains.

mhm mhm makes complete sense to me 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

you leaves hickies all over his neck, shoulders, and chest, cause he's your man now! and it's not like tammi's gonna see them anyways, cause they are NOT fucking, but you make sure to leave some on his inner thighs while you're down there :3 he's just so squishable and suckable, who could blame you for wanting to take a couple bites?

when the guys at the station see him marked up in the showers, they wolf-whistle and go, "thought you were getting a divorce, bryant? get cold feet?" and sammy can't quite explain the overlap without sounding like an asshole (and revealing that he got cheated on first), so he just tells them to shut the fuck up