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In Every Universe

Summary:

My additions for Hucklerobby Week!! I'm going to do drabbles, all set in different universes for each day :3

Day 1: Grace - Adult Altar Boy! Dennis, Atheist that Yearns! Robby (NSFW)
Day 2: Home - Age Swap AU (SFW)
Day 3: Betrayal - Criminal! Robby, Court Appointed Lawyer! Dennis (SFW)
Day 4: Risky - Underwear Stealer! Dennis (NSFW)
Day 5: "Just this Once" - Professor! Robby & Student Teaching Assistant! Dennis (Mildly NSFW)
Day 6: Summer - Robby is Dennis' best friend's dad whom he visits from college during summer break. (SFW)
Day 7: Secret - Kidnapper! Robby, Kidnapped! Dennis (SFW)

Notes:

Day 1: Grace - Adult Altar Boy! Dennis, Atheist that Yearns! Robby

Yayyyy

this au is my friend moons from the hucklerobby discord and it's beautiful :)

Chapter 1: Grace

Chapter Text

“Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord-” Dennis is stopped by the feeling of Robby’s hand trailing its way underneath his liturgical robes, making its way up and up and up his legs. 

Robby tuts behind him. He's on the older man's lap, knees bracketed on either side of Robby’s thighs on the wooden pew. “Now, why did you stop, baby? Didn't I tell you you needed to keep going?” Robby says, calm and collected. Dennis would almost think he didn't want this as badly as him if he weren't rock solid underneath his ass. 

Robby’s hands stop slithering up his legs, and Dennis whines. “Please, father.” Robby wasn't a priest, nor would he ever be a priest, but Dennis was willing to play this game if it meant Robby would keep touching him. “Hail Mary, full of grace.” Dennis started over again, and his breath hitched when Robby started moving again. His heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest, but he kept going. 

“Good, good…” Robby mumbled behind him, and he let out a satisfied noise when his hand ghosted over Dennis’ underwear. They were tight, and the top of his cock kissed the fabric with need, leaving trails of precome spread like an aspergillum spreading holy water. 

When Dennis finished one Hail Mary, his lips parted with a moan as Robby’s fingers dipped below his underwear to tease along his head. 

Robby sighed contently, and leaned into Dennis’ back gently. Dennis’ robes felt warm on his forehead, the heat from Dennis’ skin burning hot through them. His hand not teasing Dennis’ dick moved up, and wrapped itself around the rosary around Dennis’ neck, pulling it taut. “Again. Another one.” Robby ordered, pulling on the rosary like Dennis was a dog on a leash, trying to steer him in the right direction. 

Dennis complied, voice coming out slightly strained as the wooden beads cut into the skin of his neck. But, he didn't complain. He never would. This was his penance. He deserved it.

...

Elsewhere in the church, Father Abbot’s lips were turning bloody from how much they'd been between his teeth in an attempt to keep quiet.