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My Queen thank you so much :') it truly means so much as you inspired me to get into writing fics !! I appreciate you more than you know!!

This was a really fun challenge for myself to actually write out multiple chapters of something, and it helped me to develop my dialogue choices and descriptions more :-)

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From Across the Hall- Doctor Robby x Reader: Part 3

Part one is here

Part two is here

Summary: Two weeks go by without a peep from your neighbor. He finds you asleep on your couch one night after you forget to lock your door.....

Warnings: AU, PWP, Dub-con, Somnophilia, Daddy Kink, Oral (fem receiving), Robby has a filthy mouth, Degradation, Reader gets called a slut, Spanking, pussy spanking, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie (I had to), fingering, mention of female and male masturbation, (low-key CNC but like reader is definitely into it so idk!) Dom/Sub undertones.

Authors Notes: *Reader can be any size, race, ethnicity, etc.* I will always try to leave descriptions of reader as vague as I can! Reader has hair that can be pulled. Reader does have tattoos, but they are not mentioned in this chapter. I hope y'all like this one, sorry it took me so long! This is the final chapter but I am open to taking requests for these two if you're so inclined <3 enjoy !!!

Two weeks has gone by since Doctor Robby had gotten that phone call from Jack. There had been a huge multiple boat collision and everyone was needed at the hospital that night. You obviously understood and were not upset but you really hadn't seen him since that night.

You had knocked on his door a few times, even left a note. But not a peep from your neighbor. You had just about given up.

After showering and washing away the stress of the day, you were sprawled out on your couch after a long day at work. Wearing just an oversized Misfits T-shirt and some underwear, you had committed to a Friday night in.

You had thrown on some random movie and had opened a bottle of gin to get some type of a buzz going. You poured yourself a couple of shots. You would rather smoke weed but you ran out a few weeks ago and had texted your hot (but sketchy) downstairs neighbor but he said he was at the beach for the rest of the week.

Weedless and without any potential to get laid by anyone, you decide to go full degenerate and masturbate on the couch.

You lit some candles, turned off the lights, and put some headphones on. You skimmed a few porn sites for some videos you thought would do the trick. But every time you had attempted to get yourself going, you ended up getting distracted and couldn't get off. Your mind kept drifting to Robby.

The way he whispered filthy and degrading things into your ear the last time you spoke. His hands expertly working each part of your body that they came into contact with. The perfectly precise way he felt up your tits. The way his fingers swiped over your clit, building up your orgasm incredibly quickly. The feeling of his cock on your back. The whole encounter was something out of your dreams.

You finally were able to get off after thinking about him. You fell asleep on the couch, with your headphones still on. What you failed to remember is that you didn't lock your door when you came home from work....

Robby had come home about an hour after you had fallen asleep. He noticed the light of the TV from under your door when he walked past. He made a mental note to knock on your door later to see if you were down to finish what the two of you had started a few weeks ago.

After showering and throwing on a change of clothes, he walked across the hall and knocked on your door. After knocking a few times there was no answer. He raised an eyebrow and tried the door. It was unlocked.

He typically would never make his way into your apartment without permission but he was very desperate to see you. He felt pent up over these past few weeks. Everything at the hospital was becoming too much lately. He was letting his professional life bleed over into his personal life and he knew he was going to be in trouble soon if he didn't talk to someone.

He needed to feel your soft body against his again. He was craving the little taste of your sweet cunt that he had gotten. The way you moaned for him, it was addictive. Sometimes he would be thinking about you at work, start to get a hard on, and have to go and excuse himself to go provide some temporary "relief" in the private staff bathroom.

He opened the door slowly and was about to call out your name when he saw you sleeping on the couch. The blue light of the TV casting a glow on you. You were watching an old 80's horror movie, of course.

He quietly shut the door and made his way over to the couch. You looked beautiful even just laying there, peaceful and unaware of his presence. He was surprised you hadn't heard him come in until he noticed you were wearing headphones.

His eyes krept down your body, taking in every inch. You were wearing only an oversized T-shirt and underwear. Your shirt had ridden up so he could clearly see the panties you were wearing. Black, lacy ones to be exact. He could almost see through them. His cock started to throb at the sight. You were laying with your head on a small pillow. Your one arm on your stomach, and the other arm had been hanging off the side of the couch, your finger tips touching the floor almost.

Same with your legs. One on the couch, and one hanging off the side. Perfectly parted for someone to go between.

He sank down next to you, he carefully threaded his fingers through your hair, and leaned forward to smell you. Right in-between where the base of your neck met your shoulder. Your scent contained of vanilla lavender, and a little bit of your natural musk. He quietly groaned a little, you were intoxicating. His cock growing harder by the second.

He made his way down your body, his rough, calloused fingers gently groping at your tits over your shirt. God they were perfect, so soft and fit so nicely in his hands. He finally got down to between your thighs, his face was level with your mound. He could see through your panties and he felt like his dick was going to burst through his pants. He looked back up at you again, and your eyes were fluttering a little.....

You were in and out of sleep. Almost like you were bobbing up and down in the ocean, coming to the surface only to drift right back under the dark waves. The breeze coming through the screen door to the balcony was making you shiver occasionally. You werent sure if you were dreaming either.

You could see in your mind a dark figure over you, but you couldnt make out the details. It had knelt down beside you, it's hands drifting over your body. You whimpered at it's touch. It was so meticulous, familiar almost.

The figure made it's way between your legs, and pulled the gusset of your panties to the side. The figure had said something but you couldn't make it out. You were trying to understand what was happening to you. It was turning you on and you assumed you were having some type of strange sexual dream of some kind. But it felt so real. The figure leaned forward and begin to lick up and down your seam. Your can hear yourself moan, but you couldn't wake yourself from this strange dream space you were in...

Robbys tongue explored your cunt, leaving no inch of skin untouched. You were already wet when he had begun. You must have been having some type of dream that had turned you on. He didn't care either way. It was such a pretty sight to see your pussy already glistening in the low light when he pulled your panties over.

You tasted fucking divine. Robby was already a giver when it came to going down on somebody but he could live on the taste of your sweet slick alone if he could. He moaned into your cunt, and gripped the side of your thigh, he was so incredibly turned on. He rutted into the side of your couch just for some relief. The little moans he was hearing from you were pushing him to the edge. He hoped you woke up soon but he was also perfectly fine devouring you for as long as he could.

The orgasms you were experiencing were incredible even though you were wavering in and out of consciousness. The figure that was coaxing them out of you knew exactly what he was doing. Using only it's tongue, from what you could tell. You were about to have another one, and this one felt different. It was building and building, being drawn out for what felt like a long time. Like it was being teased out of you so you would wake up. You felt your body writhing, your hips rolling, and you could hear yourself moaning loudly. Finally, your eyes snap open and you grip the sides of the couch.

"Robby?" you say sleepily. You pulled your headphones off and peered down to see you weren't dreaming, and that you really had been experiencing this. He looked up from your core, and pulled away. "I had to have a taste of your sweet little cunt Birdie, I just couldn't resist." He dives back in and you whimper loudly. Your clit was overstimulated from God knows how many times he pulled orgasm out of orgasm out of your sleeping body.

He inserts two of his fingers into you without any warning. Your eyes widen and your fingers clutch deeper into the couch, you groan and start to grind against his face. You hear him groan into your cunt, clearly turned on by your actions. You arch your back and whine "Please don't fucking stop daddy" he quickens the pace of his fingers, and curves them up into you, hitting that particular spot inside you that leaves you gasping for air, you hit your wall and you come against his face.

Robby gently licks at your cunt as you catch your breath, and tenderly moves his fingers in and out of you. Little whimpers leaving your lips. You've never felt more satisfied in your life, yet you still crave more. Robby finally lifts his head away from your lower half, looking into your eyes."A man could get addicted to this right here" He pulls his fingers out of you, achingly slow. The second they're out, you quickly sit up and reach towards him. Grabbing at his shirt, pulling him forward. He allows himself to be pulled by you, and you give him a deep kiss. Its rough and desperate.

It's all teeth and tongues. Both of you fighting to be inside the other. He pushes your T-shirt up to your neck, where you pause only for a second to rip it up and over your head. Your nipples harden at the sudden cool breeze on your skin. You both continue to kiss and borderline gnaw at each other's mouths. The feeling of his teeth on your lips is painful but you soak up every ounce of it.

Your hands search for the bottom of his shirt, but he pulls you forward and into his lap instead, where you straddle him. A very familiar position for you. As soon as your legs are wrapped around him, he begins to get up from the couch. He makes his way to your bedroom.

Light from the full moon trickles in through the windows and on to your bed. He roughly tosses you on to it. He's standing over you now, from between your legs. The glow of the lighting illuminating him slightly. You can see his eyes. They're pitch black, and menacing. "Turn over, and get up on your hands and knees." He orders. You quickly listened. Turning yourself over, you got up and on to your knees, then planted your hands into the bed.

"Stay just like that Birdie don't move a fuckin inch." He says as he leans over you from behind. His nose pressing into your neck, he kisses down the side of your neck sloppily. He takes his time, once again giving you some aggressive hickeys you'll have to cover up in the morning. You whimper and squirm underneath him.

He forces your hands behind your back, then with one hand, he presses your head into the bed. The satin sheets on your bed are cool against your cheek. "Are you going to be a good girl for me?" You nod your head the best you can under the weight of his hand. His other hand is quick to deliver a hard spank to your ass. You let out a gasp. "Couldnt fuckin' hear you Birdie, a nod means nothing to me." He spanks you again, eliciting a moan from you this time.

"I'm s-sorry daddy" you stutter, caught off guard from the sudden smacks. "I'll be a good girl I promise." You whimper out. He rips your underwear down, exposing your soaked core to him.

"It takes a real dirty girl like yourself to get off so much from someone going down on you while you're sleeping." He moves his hand from your back, and traces his finger down your seam, just barely touching you. "Fuckin soaked for me" he mutters, moreso to himself than to you. "Goddamn you just can't get enough, can you?" You shake your head again, obviously not learning your lesson from the previous time.

Another firm spank, but this time to your core. "Fuck!" You cry out. He was ruthless with the pain, but you were eating it up. "What did I just say? Use your words or I'll fuck you so hard with this cock you won't be able to walk for days." "Yes daddy I will" you mumble out. He grips the hair on your head, "Good girl, stay still now." Then releases you.

You hear him fumbling with his belt. The clinking of the metal, and the scrape of the leather through the belt loops. Peeling his pants off along with his shirt. You stay perfectly still, but consider turning around to look at him so you can get spanked again. Before being able to though, you feel him press up against you.

Fuck he felt big. You had a sense that he was when he had his cock up against your back but against your skin was entirely different. You feel your cunt clench at the thought of being filled by him. His hand now travels to your throat where he grips it tight. "Feel that cock up against ya Birdie?" He says in that gravely voice of his. "Yes daddy" You breathe out, biting your lip and trying not to sound too desperate.

"Mhmm been dreaming about this pussy for weeks" he guides his cock in-between your dripping seam. "Had to to take care of myself at work a few times. Couldnt stop thinking about your tight little hole, how she clenched around my fingers." You know you shouldnt, but you grind back against his cock, he was teasing you far too much with it.

This earns you two firm smacks to your ass cheeks, and his hand tightens your throat even harder. He knows exactly where to place his hand to cut off your airway in the perfect way. Perks of being fucked by a doctor you guessed. "Greedy little cockslut always trying to bite off more than what's being given to ya?" He spits at you through gritted teeth, condemning you.

Your eyes close shut. You bumble out an excuse. "I'm sorry just-". He squeezes your throat even harder, cutting you off. "I don't care, you take what I give you or you get nothing at all." He threatens, an edge to his voice indicating he means it.

He grinds his dick in-between your core, getting covered in slick. The tip of him presses against your clit, making you see stars. You cry out words that are incomprehensible. "Mhmm want you soaking this cock before I even get to fuck ya." You feel your vision start to blur a little, your airway being cut off is making your head a little fuzzy. You try to whimper but nothing more than a little noise comes out. Robby releases your throat from his intense grip.

"Don't want ya passing out on me. Or on second thought." He taps your clit with the head of his cock-almost in contemplation. "Maybe I do."

You wiggled your ass up against him a little in response to his taps, further pressing him against your clit. He groans at the sight in front of him."I wanna be awake please daddy. Wanna feel every inch of your cock filling me up." You conjured up your most innocent sounding voice. He suddenly moves and notches the tip of his cock right into your desperate hole. You gasp.

"Fuckin Christ" he mutters. "It's tight but I know my good girl can take it, isn't that right?" He moves another inch inside you. You grip the sheets in front of you. The girth alone was going to take a second to get used to. He was as thick as a beer can. The stretch felt incredible, and he knew you could take it.

He moves forward, achingly slow until he's all the way inside. He leans forward, attempting to speak in your ear. Somehow fitting a bit more of himself inside. "How's it feel having your daddy's cock all the way inside ya, huh?" You're at a loss for words. But before you're able to reply he drags himself almost all the way out, and slams right back into you. You're so overwhelmed with pleasure you don't respond. He now sets a brutal, merciless pace.

"Awe did my good girl forget how to speak? Too cock drunk to even think." He chides. You try to get your bearings but he slides his hand to swipe over your clit. You whine loudly and babble out a few words "oh...f-fuck...that...feels so good." Your eyes rolled back a little in your head.

Robby chuckled a little, and his hand that was holding your hip went up and into your hair, tugging it sharpely you were forced to arch your back for him. "God I wish you could see how pretty you look wrapped around me." His pace was still quick, and he showed no signs of stopping. The sounds of the two of you fucking were obscene, filling the entire room, echoing throughout your apartment. Skin against skin. Your combined moans. The other people on your floor could probably hear you but you couldn't care less.

"Ohh she's creaming for me, god you love this cock." He says in his raspy voice. You let out a breathy moan and roll your hips back against him. He curses and grips your hair even tighter. "Oh You wanna ride Daddy's cock? Alright then Birdie, show me what you can do." He slides out of you and you groan at the loss.

Robby goes and sits up against the headboard, moving your pillows behind his lower back. You crawl towards him from where you were positioned, and wrap your legs around his waist. You put your hands on his shoulders, and you hover right above his hardness. You notice he also has some tattoos on his arms. He holds the bottom of his shaft and looks up at you. The pale moonlight casting a strip of light on to his dark eyes.

As you sink down on to him you lean your head down and kiss him deeply and sensually. Gripping his shoulders as the stretch of him fills you, feeling deeper than before. He hisses a little as your fingernails go into his warm skin. You both moan into each other's mouths at the feeling of you lowering yourself on to his cock, inch by inch. You rock against him, and he teases his fingers over your clit. "Jesus Christ" you whimper loudly.

"My my birdie you look so good fucking yourself with my cock. Mhmmm." he praises into your ear. While his fingers work on your clit in time with your hips, his other hand travels towards you throat. Once again cutting your airway off a little bit. The feeling is simply incredible. You become a little detached from your body. Just the way you like it.

As you begin to go faster, you teetered on the edge of your release. Robby began to sense this, and started fucking up into you. The sensation made you arch you back and whine. "Pretty baby riding me like this, can feel you're getting close. Your cunt has got me in a fuckin chokehold little girl. " He breathes out. As he continues to touch and fuck you, your hand slithers up to now tug on his hair. He gives you a gutteral groan. You're close now, whimpers and moans are spilling from your mouth constantly.

"I'm-im gonna come daddy." You somehow squeeze a words out of your lips, the sensations happening to you are overwhelming. How you can still form a coherent sentence is a miracle. "Yeah? You wanna come on Daddy's cock?" Robby squeezes your throat even harder now. Your eyes flutter from it, and you continue to work yourself up and down his dick as he fucks up into you with it. "Look at me Birdie" he says quietly. You look down, your face contorted in pleasure. Mouth hanging open a little, your eyes blown out with lust.

"Come for me" he says deeply. And you do. You let out a pleasured cry and your body trembles with your orgasm. You let out a breathy "Thank you daddy" as the feeling rolls through you. You don't think you've ever come this hard in your life. Robby releases your neck from his firm grip.

Robby fucks up into you slowly as you're coming down from your high, whispering sweet praise into your ear. "You did so good for me, my sweet girl." He puts his hands on your hips and you bury your face into his neck, still speared into his cock. Both of you take it slow for a little, just the gentle, constant rock of his cock into you, just being in the moment and feeling one another. His hand comes up to carefully thread his fingers in your hair.

You finally lift your head and go to kiss him. He reaches up and places both hands on the side of your jaw. He picks up the pace of his thrusts, not as fast a last time but this feels more intimate. You enjoy it. His one hand moves from your jaw to cup the back of your head. He breaks the kiss "Can I fuck ya full of my cum baby?" You whimper out a "Yes" and he goes faster, and it feels incredible. You feel him getting lost in you, and you clench your muscles around him. He curses "Fucking Christ Birdie this pussy is driving me insane."

You can tell he's close now, his thrusts are getting rougher and a little sloppy. "Ready for me?" He breathes out. You whimper into his ear, in the most sensual tone you can muster "Yes daddy, fill me up please" He moans loudly and you can feel his release coating your insides. Both his hands move down to squeeze your back as his orgasm flows through his body. You feel his cock twitch inside you. Both of you lay in each other's arms, panting.

After both of you catch your breath, you finally decide to get out of his lap. You roll over next to him and flop your head down on the pillow. Your body is spent. Both of you are sweaty and your hair is sticking to your face. He looks down at you as he rests his head back against the headboard. "Jesus Christ. I haven't had sex like that in a long time" he huffs a laugh and shakes his head. You smile and turn your body to face him. "I don't think I've had sex that good, like ever. You bite your lip and look up at him. He slides down from the headboard so both of you are parallel to each other.

He brings his hand to your jaw, and he brushes his thumb back and forth across your face. "I guess we'll just have to be more neighborly with each other then, hmm?" You grin. "I like the sound of that."

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