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Handsome Bob AU - Crazy Aces

Part I - Handsome Bob's Last Request

This storyline is an AU in which our beloved Handsome Bob is straight (us ladies want a piece of you too Bobby!)

This story idea goes to the credit of @baneofmyexistencee !! I didn't think I would get to it this soon, but here goes Part 1

Warnings - SMUT

Summary - Bob's in trouble. He made a bad decision while doing a job for his gang, Crazy Aces. Thinking it's his last day on earth, he comes to the reader asking for solace.

I’m drawn out of a deep sleep as my mobile vibrates loudly on the nightstand. I squint through the darkness and reach out my hand to stop the device from twitching against the wood. The LED screen illuminates and temporarily blinds me. My eyes gradually adjust and I can see I’ve received four missed calls all from my friend, Handsome Bob.

He hadn’t always been Handsome Bob. No, far from it. He had actually gone by Robert or Robby as I had called him. When I first met him in primary school he was a scrawny, awkward boy who had a tendency of getting bullied by the other kids. He wasn’t a coward, mind you. He emanated a type of confidence that was impressive. And no matter how many times the bullies would knock him down, he would get right back up and say, “Never mind all that, I’m gonna get out of this bloody village and be somebody.”

I was not a popular child either. My family had just moved into Bob’s village a few months before I entered school. I was terrified on my first day of school. A very cruel girl with red hair came over to my lunch tray, picked up my milk and proceeded to dump it all over my lunch tray. Bob was over by my side in seconds, pushing the girl back on her arse. It was brilliant and he became my best friend in school. It was a couple years after High school that Bob decided to go to London. He seemed agitated at being trapped in our small village and he rather take the risk of failing in the city than living out his days in our village.

It broke my heart when he left. I had never really understood my feelings for him. I saw him as my best friend, he wasn’t really boyfriend material, at least at that time I didn’t see him as such. After Bob left, I began dating a guy named Chaz. He was handsome and kind enough to me, so when he asked me to move to London with him I didn’t hesitate. Well, I should have stopped and thought about it. Because moving to London was the worst decision I had ever made. It turned out that ol’ Chaz was cheating on me, with two other women! So I sorted that shit out by taking all his clothes to the back garden, dumping kerosene on them and having myself a little BBQ.

So, with Chaz’s departure I had to pay for our flat rent all by myself. And in London things are expensive. I needed to take out a small loan just to pay for a few months. But the bank didn’t like the looks of my credit so they rejected my loan request. Desperate and out of options I did something stupid. I heard of a gang in my neighborhood that would give out a quick loan. The gang was known as Crazy Aces and I stupidly decided to agree to their high interest rates just to avoid being evicted from my flat.

Well, turns out I couldn’t pay those high interest rates and the gang came knocking. And guess who was at my door? That’s right, Robby, or I mean, Handsome Bob. I didn’t recognize him at first. Remember I told you he was a scrawny little kid? Well, the man before me was bulky with muscle, filled out in the most pleasing way a male could be. He had always been a pretty boy, but with the extra weight and stubble of a beard he was drop dead gorgeous. He on the other hand had recognized me instantly and got to work figuring out how to get me back in the good graces of the Crazy Aces.

Ace Desmond, the leader of the gang, decided to forgive my loan if I agreed to come work for him. I’m very good at computers, mostly hacking. I once had a moral code of using my powers for good, but with my head on the chopping block, I agreed to siphon off people’s credit cards and bank accounts. I hadn’t seen Robby in almost twelve years and now we were both working for a gang in London. Funny how things turn out later in life.

I press down on Robby’s name on my mobile screen and dial him back. It barely rang once when he picked it up. He sounded out of breath and he practically shouts into the phone. I pull the phone slightly away from my ear as he speaks.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’ve messed up, I’m so fucked!” Bob shouted on the other end.

I cringe a little, still struggling with waking up. Bright lights and noise are not conducive to waking up in the middle of the night.

“Slow down, what are you going on about?” I ask.

“Ace, he’s gonna kill me, that’s what I’m fucking going on about!” he said, continuing to shout.

I sit up in bed, still groggy, but I’m now very concerned. I glanced down at the time, it was four-twenty one in the morning.

“Robby, take a breath. What do you mean Ace is going to kill you? What happened?”

“I had a job a few hours ago. Ace let me choose the guys and I…fuck! I chose one bloke that screwed me over! I told Ace we could trust him, but the wanker double crossed me,” Bob said, his voice lower now, but still filled with panic.

“Double crossed you? He took the money?” I ask, knowing it was a stupid question once I said it out loud.

“Yeah, Y/N, that’s what double cross means!”

“Okay, I get it, stupid question,” I say, feeling annoyed, but trying to understand he was stressed out.

“Can I…Can I come over?” he asks.

“Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll get the kettle started,” I say.

In about an hour, Robby is over at my flat. We are sitting on the couch, cup of tea in hand. He is shaking his leg nervously up and down and sloshes some of the tea onto the floor.

“Shit, sorry,” he says, placing the cup on the small table in front of the couch.

“Robby, you need to calm down. Why don’t you call Rotcher?”

Rotcher is Ace’s right hand man. He is actually very reasonable and was the guy you went to with this sort of problem. If Rotcher liked you, he’d figure a way to save your arse. If he didn’t like you, well then, you were good as dead.

“I did…I fucking called him as soon as it happened,” Bob says, nodding.

“Right, then you’re going to be okay,” I say with confidence.

He turns and looks at me with disbelief.

“How is it going to be okay? I lost Ace five hundred thousand pounds,” he replies.

I cringe when I hear the amount.

“Well, you know Rotcher, he’ll sort it out. Besides, you know the guy right? Give me the details and I bet you I can trace him online and find him,” I say, taking a sip of tea.

“I’m so glad this is a done deal for you! Do you know what Ace will do to me?” Bob says then places his head in his hands.

He then leans back against the couch and gives me his darling puppy dog eyes. I’ll be the first to admit, my socks are charmed off. But as I said, he was my best friend, and still is. You don’t fuck your best friend, do you?

“It isn’t a done deal for me. Here, I’ll call Rotcher right now and tell him I can help trace where that prick went off with that money,” I say, getting up to grab my phone.

“Just leave it, I’m sure Rotcher knows that. You gonna call him at five in the morning? You won’t help my case then. I told him around one a.m., he’s sleeping now,” Bob says.

“Fine, then just calm down a little. Drink your tea,” I say, coming back to the couch.

“I don’t want to drink my bloody tea,” he whispers.

He’s always been like that. He doesn’t like being told what to do, which I find amusing as that is what he does for a living. Ace tells him what to do all the time. We sit in silence for a little before he speaks again.

“I need to tell you something, in case this all goes tits up,” he says.

I take another sip of my tea, waiting for him to divulge his secret. He looks over and gazes at me for a moment. Then he says something that makes me choke on my tea.

“I love you,” he says.

The hot liquid rushes down my throat and I begin coughing. I put the tea cup down and clear my throat before slapping him on his shoulder.

“Don’t joke like that!” I say.

“I’m not joking, I love you, I always have.”

“What are you talking about?” I ask, incredulously. “You left me behind for London, I doubt you loved me.”

“I left you behind because I could see you weren’t interested. You just saw me as Robby the muppet.”

“Muppet? Really? That isn’t what I thought of you at all, you were my best friend,” I say in my defense.

“Yeah, well, I didn’t want to be just best friends. I wanted you.”

My cheeks are now feeling flush and I’m only a few inches from him. His eyes are settled fully on me and I’ve seen that look before. I never really knew what that look meant until I matured from girl to woman. When we were children, I guess it would have been puppy dog eyes, now, he was a man, that look was of lust.

“Robby…” I say, nervously.

“I want…I want to be with you just once, before Ace does me in,” he says.

I take a deep breath, not certain how to answer him. He seemed to really think Ace was going to kill him. Like, today was his last day on earth and all he wanted was to be with me. I was conflicted to tell the truth. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, because let’s be honest, sleeping with your best friend can complicate things. But on the other hand, over the past year I’ve been working for the Crazy Ace gang, I couldn’t help but develop a crush on Robby.

“Please?” he says, trying to get me to focus back on him.

“I…I really think you’re going to be okay, Robby,” I say.

“Yeah, you think. You don’t know,” he retorted.

I look at him nervously. Well, he had me there. I didn’t really know if the end result would be positive for him.

“Fine,” I say, not sure if he was guilting me into this or if I was just so randy for him I wanted it just as badly.

He smiles and at first just takes my hand and squeezes it. He then closes the gap between us and pushes back a lock of hair that’s in my face. He is so handsome, but I hate his new nickname, Bob. I refused to call him Handsome Bob, he would always remain Robby to me.

God, I’m so fucking nervous. His eyes are so intense, filled with desire and I’m completely pulled into his magnetism. He kisses me and I feel a bolt of electricity rip through my body. I’ve kissed a few boys in my lifetime, but this kiss was something else. It was like a dormant force of emotion that was longing to be set free was just released. His lips were so soft and he was slow and deliberate with his kisses. I opened my mouth a little more to pull in his upper lip, but he found that as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.

He takes me into his arms and my hands come up and embrace him. He’s so muscular and he smells like cinnamon and spice. He must have been planning for sex as his mouth tasted of mint, like he had taken a shower, sprayed new cologne and brushed his teeth. Was it all a ploy to get me into bed? No, he wouldn’t have been so afraid if that were the case. Besides, I was already in too deep and I wanted more of him.

I press against him, my hands trailing over his chest. I want to feel his naked body, so I begin tugging on his shirt.

“Off,” I whisper and he obliges.

He is well defined and the contours and bulge of his muscles furthers my arousal. I’m still in my pajamas and I slip my top and bottom off, now only in my panties. Robby sucks in air with a sharp sound of inhalation at the sight of my naked body. He stands up and removes his trousers then takes me into the bedroom. He guides me over to the bed and presses me down into the mattress, kissing my neck as his hands paws at the outlines of my curves. I wrap my legs tightly around him, feeling his erection lock against my pussy. His boxer-briefs are still on, the cloth of my panties are becoming moist, getting both mine and his underwear wet.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says before softly crushing my left nipple between his teeth.

I sigh with pleasure and whimper as he rubs his cock against my clit while he suckles and teases my tits. I’m fucking seeing stars here! But also, I’m unable to fully grasp that this hunk of a man used to be a dorky little boy who thought drinking milk through his nose was funny. I giggle at a brief memory of him that flashes through my mind. He looks up and gives me that stupid grin that I fondly recall from our childhood.

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

“You,” I say, stroking his hair.

“Am I not doing something right?” he asks, cocking his head with concern.

“That’s the problem, you’re doing everything right. It’s so bizarre,” I say.

“Because…because of our childhood?” he asks.

I can only nod because I just am not able to articulate exactly how I feel for him. He simply smiles and gets off the bed to remove his underwear. He then wiggles off my own and he settles himself between my legs again. I can’t help but trace the outline of his chest and abdomen. His chest is hairy, but pleasingly so. He has several tattoos now and I like them.

“Can I?” he asks, the head of his cock brushing against my lips.

It feels so good and I forget he’s not wearing a condom, but for some reason I trust him and I’m on birth control. What the hell, I want him to raw dog me senseless. I spread my legs wider for him and I whisper yes. He carefully fills my void, his girth dividing my walls with a slight sting. As he fills me up only pleasure engulfs my senses. He is big and I am very tight. He groans as he completes his entrance, he is completely inside me now.

“You alright?” he asks.

I nod with my eyes closed, his cock is making my cunt feel like it's about to burst. I had no idea how well endowed he was and clench myself around him. He moans and begins to thrust. I hang on to his back, my nails digging slightly into his bronzed flesh. I guess I needed sex really bad. It had been almost two years since I had sex, stupid fucking Chaz. I let go of my tension and fears and just allow Robby to rail me. I moan and mewl and beg him for more.

He’s an excellent lover, listening to how I wanted it. I begged him harder and faster and he made sure to give it to me. I grab onto his arse with both hands now, really bracing myself to receive the delicious impact from his cock. He has such a great arse too, it’s taut and meaty, a pleasure to hold onto. I am thoroughly aroused and when I start my first orgasm just by his thrusting I am shocked. Chaz never could make me cum just by penetration alone. I whimper, then cry out his name as I cum. He doesn’t stop pounding me as I cream all over his cock. But I can tell he wavers as if he is about to orgasm as well. And he does after a few more fine thrusts from his powerful hips.

He rests his forehead against mine and quivers in my arms. He moans so sexily and I grip him close to me, our sweaty skin meshing together. He fills me up with his cum, it is a strange sensation as I never have let another man fuck me without a condom. But I like it and some primal part of me is proud to have received his seed. I can feel his body relax in my arms and he looks down into my eyes and then kisses my nose.

“I think…I think I can die happy now,” he says.

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