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Robby knew Jack was burning out. Exhaustion dragging him down, too many losses that hit too close to home, too many times he felt like he could have done more. Robby could see it.
So one their day off, finally one where they could spend 24 hours together, Robby knew he needed to take special care of his guy. He made breakfast for them, warm and filling, making up Jack's favorite, which was just sunny side up eggs and toast, but Robby still made them.
Jack was just... quiet. Moving through the house on his crutches, letting his leg have a break, Robby looked at a small sore, his liner was getting too worn. They'd need to order a new one and use the emergency one. Robby added it to the list of things he'd worry about, right after the fact Jack was laying flat on the couch, which he never did. Jack was laying with his knees bent over the arm of the couch, lounge shorts pooling high on his thighs, hands resting over his stomach.
"Back bothering you?" Robby asked, sitting down next to Jack's head, hand going to rest over his chest, just resting there as he watched his partner's eyes slowly open. Jack sighed, eyes staring up at the ceiling.
"Everything's bothering me." Jack finally said, the words coming out rough but quiet, his eyes finally landing on Robby's. Robby just nodded, leaning down to kiss at Jack's forehead, resting his lips against the other's skin for a moment before planting a few more tender kisses down his face, his cheek, his nose, before finally landing on his lips.
Jack kissed back, barely. He couldn't resist, soon Robby was pulling away, a smirk on his lips at the grumpy complaining noise Jack let out at their parting.
"Come on, it's my day off." Jack said, voice a little lighter, looser. He sat up, pushing himself up to reconnect their lips. Robby pulled him into his lap, making Jack hum, impressed.
Jack let his arms wrap around Robby's shoulders, fingers going to wind through his short hair, relaxing as their lips parted, tongues meeting in an all so familiar slide. It was a dance they already knew, that they both still cherished.
Robby let his hands find their way to the hem of Jack's shirt, the loose cotton flipping over his hands easily, letting him spread his palms over the muscular planes of Jack's back. He moved over Jack's back, taking moments to squeeze and grope, massage at the knots that were twisted. Jack was sighing, moaning into the kiss, thighs tensing together.
Robby knew Jack would want to straddle him, to change position to get what he wanted, but that's not what he had in mind. Robby pulled back, giving Jack's tongue a nip before pulling away. Jack growled, pulling Robby back in by the back of his head, pulling them back together, but Robby just turned his head, huffing as his hands squeezed Jack's hips.
"Bastard." Jack said as he pulled back, lips red, breathing a little heavier. Robby stares at him for a moment, just enjoying him, the wrinkles around his eyes, his freckles, his grey hair.
"Hi handsome" Robby said, smiling as Jack leaned back in, letting them share a loving kiss, closed mouthed and slow.
"Lemme make you feel good. Lemme take care of you." Robby asked, voice going lower, one hand sliding to cup Jack over his shorts, just pressing down a little. Jack let out a shaky breath and nodded.
Robby was almost thankful, almost worried, with how easily Jack agreed. He pulled one of their oversized couch pillows from the opposite arm, letting Jack rest his shoulders on it, so he was laying across Robby's lap.
Jack didn't often just let Robby take care of him, usually pushing for it to be mutual. But he let himself relax, laying across Robby's legs, comfortable and loose, warm from the kisses.
Robby leaned down, just enough to keep the kisses light, his hands moved to slide down Jack's chest, over his muscular pecs down over his scars, over his trim belly, slowing as his fingertips worked under Jack's waistband, knowing he wasn't underwear.
"I love you." Robby said, letting his fingers trace just above the trimmed mess of grey hair in Jack's pants. The other just smiled and leaned up enough to give him a small kiss. He looked exhausted.
"I know." Jack said, his eyes fluttering shut as his mouth hung open, letting out a breathy deep moan as Robby's fingers slid over him, just grazing over the hot mess of his cunt.
Robby cupped him, hand covering the burning flesh, just holding onto him, looking down at Jack's face as he teased. Jack was always so easy to work up.
Robby crooked his middle finger in, letting it run over Jack's hole, up through his folds, just barely skimming his clit before he was running his hand back down.
"Don't be like that, Michael. Let me have it." Jack said, but his voice didn't have much power behind it. It was almost a whine. He bucked his hips, rolling them up to try and get more pressure on his cock. Robby tsked but pressed the palm of his hand down, letting Jack rub up against it. Jack groaned, eyes rolling back as he shoved his cock up to rub against the rough plane of Robby's hand, savouring the bone deep pleasure.
Until Robby pulled his hand up with a smirk. Jack growled, opening his mouth to nag at his partner until Robby was pressing a finger back in, letting it run over Jack's hole, letting it drag through his wetness, just around Jack's clit before dipping back down to apply just a teasing pressure to his hole.
"You just need to relax, Jack. I'll take care of everything. You just need to stop thinking about what you want. I'll give you what you need." Robby said, voice low, rolling through Jack as he let out a long breath. Jack nodded and tried to relax, letting his legs open a bit more, his hands loosening where he'd started to twist one in Robby's shirt.
"That's it, there you go" Robby praised softly as his finger slipped into Jack, welcomed by the loose walls. Jack hummed, enjoying the way Robby knew exactly where to touch, rubbing his finger up over the sensitive spot inside. Jack wanted more, already soaked, more wet than he'd been in a while.
Robby was having none of it though. He didn't listen to Jack's whine, slowly drawing his finger out before pushing it back in, a slow thrusting, twisting his wrist a bit, as much as he could. Jack started rocking back on it, cock throbbing.
"Get these out of my way, yeah, give us some more room." Robby said as he pulled his hand away, trailing Jack's slick up over him, uncaring if it got on his shorts as he yanked them down, Jack kicking them the rest of the way off.
When he resettled, he let his legs hang open, foot finding the floor, he couldn't help but roll his hips, feeling the smooth material of the couch against his bare skin. He looked up at Robby, watching as the other's eyes raked over him, a hunger that was all too familiar in his deep brown eyes.
"You're so handsome, you know?" Robby said, hand going back in, this time two fingers slipping in easily, faster, rougher, a little less paced. Jack groaned, squeezing down just to watch Robby gasp.
Robby didn't hold back, shooting Jack a glare before crooking his fingers, pressing against that good spot, rolling pressure over it, making Jack moan. The sound pulled from Jack was loud, eyes sealing shut, lips hanging open as his muscles tensed up, pleasure rushing over him like a raging river.
"Fuck, just like that, just like that, god- Michael" Jack moaned, hips rocking as he breathed heavily, he could feel his orgasm starting to bubble up inside him, an overwhelming feeling that had his throat feeling tight. Robby didn't slow, didn't speed up either, just keeping a steady rolling of that good spot, a deep pleasure rocking through Jack.
"More, just a little more, god Michael, just a fucking-" Jack begged, the words cracking from his throat, his muscles were drawn up. He felt tears welling up in his eyes, he was right on the edge and he could feel the pressure building inside him, it felt incredible and horrible all in the same.
"It's okay Jack. Just cum for, let me have it." Robby said, voice soft, careful. His fingers paused for a moment, only to have his thumb reach up to press down on Jack's clit, finding the bud easily.
Jack felt the tears break from his eyes as he let out a broken raw sound, body shaking as he came. He saw white, feeling nothing but relief, pleasure rolling through him, a feeling of ecstasy and clarity washing through him head to toe. It was a bone deep satisfaction, one that left him staring up at the ceiling without seeing it.
Robby had a smirk on his face as he pulled his hand away, soaked to the wrist, dripping onto the couch, into the small spot under Jack. Robby smiled, content with watching Jack shiver, body shivering as his eyes went blank, a few stray tears rolling into his hairline.
"Better?" Robby asked after Jack blinked, blowing out a breath as he stayed melted into the cushion, heavy and relaxed in Robby's lap. He nodded, still watching the ceiling.
"I love you." Robby said, leaning down to nose at Jack's cheek, pressing a kiss there before finding his lips.
"I love you too, ya shit head." Jack said, words muffled by the kiss, his hands came up to keep Robby pulled down, keeping their lips sealed together.
"You wanna get cleaned up and watch a movie?" Robby asked when he sat back up. Jack thought about it before shaking his head, unmoving from his spot.
"One more and then we can move to the bed. You started this Michael, finish it." Jack said and watched as Robby swallowed thickly, face going a deep red as he looked back down at Jack's cunt. His hand shook a bit as he reached back down. Jack was the smug one then.