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Robby raises an eyebrow. Dennis’ eyes widen, and he nods. It’s more than irresponsible, but Dennis is more than pretty, waiting against Robby’s pillow, squirming every few seconds while Robby decides.
“Just this,” he promises, as if this is any better, working in the tip, holding it there. Daring either of them to move. One of them is gasping. Dennis’ body is vice tight, liquid heat, which makes Robby feel like a fucking wild animal. Untrained, unfit for survival beyond containment. When Dennis whines, Dr. Robby, his fingers fluttering uncertainly, it’s their saving grace.
“Fucking insane,” Robby mutters, slamming a hand to the bedside drawer, bagging himself. “Never do that,” he reprimands both of them. “Never. Understand?” Dennis nods, flinching, cock flagging. Robby works him stiff again. “Say you understand.”
“Yeah, got it, unless it’s you.”
Robby meets his match.