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Jack can be rough with you when you're both in that mood, but to that man, you are the ultimate indulgence. The person he wants to spoil; the touch and taste that he loves to savor. Every second he spends with you, in bed and out of it, is a second that he's soothed. You're his safe place, where he gets to sink in at the end of a long day (or a long night).

These days, Robby's baseline can be more abrasive. He spends more time than he'd like justifying care to patients whose families are on their Dr. Google bullshit. He has frustrations, and he gets them out with you. Oh, that isn't to say that he can't be sweet—he can be, frequently is, afterward. But when he's stripping you out of your clothes, even if he notes the flash of new lace, it's not his focus. He's trying to get to you, skin on skin, in his hands, under his lips.

With Jack's tendency to work the night shift, evenings spent together are at a premium. He's used to being up in the small hours, so date nights can go...Pretty late. Especially once he sees the lingerie—groans at that first glimpse of the strap, the hug of the fabric to your skin. Presses up close as he draws you in bed, murmurs that he, "Can't believe you've been wearing this all night."

Robby already has you on your back, yanking down the cup of your bra, sweeping his bearded cheek against your hardening nipple before drawing it between his lips to soothe the sting with his tongue. Eyes closed as his fingers grasp with the waistband of your panties, palm warm against your hip as he gives you a squeeze.

Jack has you pulled back against his chest, the two of you propped up against his headboard. His lips on your neck; one hand sweeping across the mesh of your bra cup, while the other toys with your clit beneath the fabric of your underwear. Between hazy blinks, you eye the flex of his fingers as you tip your hips up into his touch, whimpering as he draws you closer to orgasm. When he pulls his fingers out of your panties, they bypass you completely, and you crane your neck to watch him raise them to his lips, to suck them, and moan.

Robby is muscling between your thighs, diving in head-first, leaving you to finish kicking your underwear off of your ankle. Man on a mission, eyes peering up at you as you grasp his hair, whimper and buck against his tongue and lips and fingers.

Jack takes longer to get you down, curls up behind you when you're both on your sides, teases his hard cock between your thighs to notch against your slick opening. Slips it beneath the seat of your panties, bites back a moan at the sensation of his cock sandwiched between the silky fabric and the slick heat of your cunt. Eases in gently, shivers, presses his face between your shoulder blades as your hand scrabbles against his bare, muscled thigh.

Robby is hiking your thigh up around his as he sinks in, spitting a curse as he bows over you, cock sinking deeper as your body opens up for him. He's curling over you, catching your lips in a panting, open-mouthed kiss, hand slipping beneath your back to undo the clasp of you bra, then around to hook under the band and finally yank it off and away.

Jack is rolling his hips slowly, making sure you feel every inch of what you do to him, of what he's been thinking about doing to you all goddamn day.

Robby is letting his mind clear, pressing tight to your chest as he begins to thrust, grinning as your hands slide up to his shoulders, as you dig in with your nails.

Jack tips his head up, ghosts a kiss along the shell of your ear: "You take me so fucking well, sweetheart."

Robby turns his head to nip your jaw, teases, "You need more, baby?"

Jack is curling his arm more tightly around your chest to pull you back, chuckles as you whimper, slows his pace, draws almost all the way out: "Do you want it?"

Robby is leaning back to swipe at your sensitive clit, hums encouragingly as you whimper and squirm: "You can take it."

But if the two of them have you together—

If you put on a set that's Jack's favorite color, has straps for Robby to grasp and pull and tug and snap—

"So impatient," Jack chuckles as Robby's fingers make light work of your dress zipper before he reaches up to nudge the straps from your shoulders.

You let Robby move you as he wants, wriggle the dress down your body and wait for it to pool around your feet. Jack whistles low, sits on the edge of the bed, takes you in—tuts when Robby reaches for the hooks of your bra, urges:

"Leave 'em on."

And you've been zipping with excitement since this started, but the way Jack is watching you is making you feel seen in a way that you've never been before. He can sense it, spots the flash of nerves in your face. Takes your hips in hand and guides you closer. Keeps his eyes on yours as he tips his head up, sucks your nipple through the mesh. You suck in a breath at the heat and brush, shiver as he tugs the cup and sends the dampened fabric over your sensitive skin.

Jack guides you down on top of him as he lays back, smooths his hands up your sides. The bed dips behind you, and Robby's breath brushes the insides of your thighs. You give your ass a teasing wiggle, giggling when Robby gives it a light slap. But then the seat of your panties are being tugged aside, hand grasping the fabric as he laps at you from behind.

You're surrounded, rocking back between Robby's mouth on your cunt and Jack's mouth on your breasts. Robby lets go of your panties long enough to hook a finger in one of the straps on the sides of your panties. Plucks it, then pulls it back hard enough to snap against your skin when he lets go.

And when you stay on top—when you take them both together, and Robby uses the network of straps on the back of your bra to guide you back on his cock, then down on to Jack's—well. He starts to see the appeal of leaving the lingerie on.

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