Oneshot Tanner Buchanan

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robby is a total meanie in bed and no one can convince me otherwise

for the fourth time since you had gotten home from work, robby's head dipped between your thighs. your hand flew to his hair, which was at one point neatly styled but now a tangled mess as your fingers roughly tugged at it.

as his lips wrapped around your clit and his fingers pushed in and out of your soaked cunt at an ungodly pace, your back arched off the mattress as another intense orgasm ripped through you. with a strangled whine, you gently pushed robby's head away, your thighs trembling as you took a moment to catch your breath.

"jesus christ robby, i cant take anymore." you whimpered, falling back against the mattress as he yet again pushed your thighs apart, this time taking his time as he littered the soft flesh of your thighs with numerous dark hickies.

"what the poor slut can't take a little overstimulation?" he taunted, a dark smirk on his face as he ghosted his lips over your slick cunt, a strangled mix of a moan and sob ripping through your throat as his tongue darted between your folds.

"c' mon darlin, i know you got a couple more in you before i fill you up." he teased, his fingers working in and out of you, causing you to see stars as you came much quicker this time.

you had barely registered that you had cum for a fifth time before he was bringing you over the edge again. as he lapped at your walls, you felt yourself clenching around his tongue as the rough pad of his thumb mercilessly toyed with your clit. you had no time to comprehend that you were close before you came. this orgasm felt much more intense as you twisted the sheet roughly between your fingers.

"fuck darlin, didn't know you had it in you to squirt. let's try and make you do that again." he hummed, making you cry out, both from pleasure and the inability to coherently speak.