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The house was mostly quiet when you had gotten off work. It wasn't uncommon for you to just come straight to see Bobby after work, since the others were usually out and about in the afternoon or at work. You knew he was likely out too, as you liked to surprise him when he got home. You sat down on the living room couch, about to watch TV when you heard a noise from upstairs.
Meanwhile up in Bobby's room he was sitting in bed, hands covering his face. He was so embarrassed, but so hard. He hadn't gone out to go skateboarding today with Charlie like he usually would. Instead he had been thinking about you all day, and he knew he was hard as rock. Bobby bit his lip before slipping a hand under his boxers, keeping his eyes covered with the other hand as he imagined you touching him instead. Of course, he didn't know you were downstairs. Slowly he bucked his hips up into his hand, loving the slow tension he was building. Shaky slow breaths and quiet little whimpers made his lip quiver. He needed more than just his hand right now.
He pulled his hand off his aching hard on reluctantly before pulling his boxers and pants all the way off. His body leaned over to his nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling a bottle of lube out. He didn't do this often, he wasn't usually this needy but his body was aching more than usual. He had a plush bunny on his bed, a gift you'd given him to match his bunny themed hoodies that you thought were cute. He'd gotten attached to it, enough so to use it when he needed you. He'd originally thought it disgusting of him when he looked up how to sew, and made a pocket in the stuffed bunny for what he was going to do. But with time he became more ok with it, after all he was doing it because he wanted to be buried in you instead.
Carefully he poured just enough lube onto his hand to slick his cock up, before sliding his cock against the pocket he had made in the plush toy. He let out a sharp gasp at the soft welcoming sensation, wishing it was you instead of this soft toy, but fuck it felt good. Bobby had always been so sensitive to every little sensation, so even just the act of fucking into a plush toy had him whining and biting his lip, hips already shaking from the sweet sensation. Of course, he didn't stay quiet for long. A particularly loud moan from his room caught your attention.
Quietly you made your way up to his room, just the thought of him getting off and trying to keep quiet had you stirring inside. Your sweet precious Bobby couldn't keep his hands off his cock right now, and he usually was so much better about waiting for you to get home before begging you to let him touch himself. As you made your way to the door you could hear him so clearly now. Each creak of the bed, his whines, the slick of the lube and each plap of his thighs against the plush. You could tell he was achingly close, and wanted to see him finish, so you pushed the door open. “Baby? You didn't wait for me to get home?” you cooed softly, knowing that would get his attention so quickly.
“Oh fuck I- oh my god-” Bobby stammered out, his hips stuttering as his face flushed so hard that even his neck and ears were burning red. “D-dont look- oh God please don't look” he pleaded, tearing up and embarrassed to no end, but he couldn't stop now. He was right on the edge of his orgasm. You, of course, didn't listen and walked further into the room, with an almost too innocent sounding tone.
“Bobby, is that the bunny I gave you?” your hand trailed along the side of the fabric toy, squeezing it gently and adding to the friction of him bucking into it. “Well don't stop now, clearly you're enjoying yourself.”
“N-no please I d-don’t want you to see me like this.” He whimpered, but as he tried to cover his face with one of his hands, you tugged it away so you could see the way he was crying from embarrassment and stimulation. He looked so cute with how red his face is, and the way his tears streamed down his face. He had just the most adorable pout on his lips, but his moans made it almost impossible to keep that pout.
“So you want it to stop then?” As the hand you held around the toy tugged it off him, causing him to gasp as the sudden cold of the room spread across his exposed cock. You had managed to pull the toy off just as his orgasm had hit, his cock leaking out cum onto the bed sheets and your hand. He just stared in shock for a moment, unbelieving that you had just ruined his orgasm like that.
“You're a meanie…” he huffed as he turned away from you, folding his arms. “...but I still love you” he spoke softly, unable to hide the soft smile on his lips that you still were able to surprise him and not judge him. He couldn't help but enjoy things just a little bit, the control you'd taken over him and the way you'd ruined his orgasm. Maybe next time he'd beg you to ruin his orgasm.
Could you write more headcanons for Bobby Heart-Eyes Campbell? I love how sweet the one you have out is
just for you, a little Valentine's Day special ;)
Bobby Campbell Valentine's Day headcanons
when you first got with bobby you knew he was such a sweetheart. what you weren't expecting was him showing up almost first thing in the morning with the biggest bouquet of flowers he could find, all your favorite, in one hand. In the other hand he had a hand wrapped basket of gifts, chocolate covered pretzels, sparkling wine, a big soft stuffed animal. Bears were cheesy and predictable, but he wanted it to be special to you both, so he got you a big, weighted stuffed turtle.
He takes you to your favorite place to eat, paying for you both. He's staring at you the whole time with his big puppy eyes, occasionally reaching over to fix your hair, or wipe your mouth. Later he's taking you to a local theme park, suggesting you two ride some of the rides, take pictures, and buy overpriced things neither of you really needs but helps you both to remember the moment.
As the sun is starting to set you both are a bit worn down so you go to the aquarium to sit on the benches and just watch the fish swim around. You two find your favorite spot is the dim room of the aquarium where they keep the jellyfish, just watching them swim around in that tank together, nothing else with them, and the low lighting feels like a place where you both belong. He's holding your hand, but there's this wonderstruck look on his face as he watches the way the jellyfish flow with the artificial soft current of the tank.
Finally, the day is about to wrap up, he walks you to your door, gives you a dopey little grin and kisses your hand. "We should do this more often" He mumbles out in that soft sheepish voice, rubbing the back of his head in that awkward cute way that melts your heart. Maybe his actions were a bit like in some cheesy romance movie, but he was your cheesy romance movie boyfriend.
"Don't spoil me Bobby, I might never want it to stop if you do." you respond, gently swatting his shoulder and giggling. That gets a flush on his face and a nervous chuckle passing his lips. Your hands find his, before you pull him in for a soft kiss. "Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow." you whisper, before waving him off.
Kisses along the neck but it's Bobby Campbell being slow and gentle with each one every morning while he wraps his arms around you and nuzzles into your warm body because he knows it's a safe place for him to be.
He cooks breakfast for the both of you so he can make sure it's something you'll enjoy that is also a safe food for him to eat. Cinnamon rolls are an easy favorite, and he loves it when you enjoy his cooking.
You have matching sweaters because he's cheesy like that. His eyes light up from across the room when you walk in wearing the same sweater as him, how it's a little big on you because he wasn't sure about the size and the adorable way it drapes over your body.
He loves watching you take care of Paco with him, that little fella makes him feel like a proud father sometimes. He tells you random facts about turtles and tortoises since he struggles to identify correctly which one Paco is sometimes with how small he is.
