boastful lustful smutty infantile boy

Rabbot + super overstimulated to the point of crying bottom!Robby that's begging Jack to slow down, but he's very pointedly not using his safeword, so Jack knows to keep at it just as hard/fast. Maybe taunting Robby, maybe a little degradation if you're okay with that

von @huckleberrys-notepad

"Look at you," Jack says, plastered along Robby's sweaty back and pressing him down into the mattress, buried in deep, hands a tight grip on his hips, "you take it so fuckin' well, Robby, you fucking love this, don't you," and Robby just makes a helpless, wordless sound into the wet patch he's panted into the pillowcase.

Robby's come once on Jack's fingers already, then stayed stretched open around them while Jack kissed him, touched him everywhere, mouthed at his soft cock and fingered him slowly, lazily, never letting him twist away as Robby calling him an asshole trailed off into half-hurt, half-needy noises, squirming back and then twitching up into his touch, Jack not letting up; he'd taken it so easily when Jack rolled him over and slicked his dick up and slid into him like he's, "Fucking made for this."

Jack fucks him hard from the get go, builds the speed up and angles his hips just the way he knows works for Robby — the way that will get him off fast if they need it, but just makes him gasp out, "Jack, fuck, oh fuck I can't—" when he's already spent and oversensitive, when he isn't going to come again tonight but doesn't want to stop.

"Yeah you can," Jack pants, dragging his open mouth across the broad expanse of Robby's shoulders, salt on his tongue, because they both know what they need to say if Robby really can't, and seeing him fall apart like this, none of the stress or worry, letting all that strength go until he's nothing but feeling because of Jack, makes Jack feel fucking wild and heady with power, "you know you can, baby, making me feel so good, you think you can take more?"

"I can't," Robby slurs out, the words muffled in the pillow, but he opens his mouth as Jack reaches around him to press two fingers into his mouth, deep, Robby drooling into the pillow and the dampness around his eyes making even more of a mess.