Fin

[goodfellow]

Robin rang the new year in in style - surrounded by hundreds of people who thought he (or at least his club) was awesome. He kissed probably a dozen people, drank an entire bottle of champagne, and only stopped dancing when people began to leave.

Though the club would be open until 3am, Robin stole away about 1:30 and went back to the bedroom where he'd left Fin. He'd brought another bottle of champagne, but when he saw that Fin was asleep, he just set it on the dresser. He looked at him for a moment, and then he pulled off the toga and climbed into the bed beside him wearing only the gold thong, curling up next to him with his face to the back of Fin's neck.

Comments

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin shrank away at the scolding, taking another big drink.

"You are cross though," he sulked. "Don't be cross," he said, his magic reaching out a little, trying to be soothing, but still drunk enough that it just pawed at the puck.

[goodfellow]

Robin sucked in a breath.

"I'm not cross because you're not fucking me," Robin said. "I'm cross because you want to talk about Will while I'm practically naked and wrapped around you. Also - your magic keeps trying to give me an erection."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"It likes you," Fin pouted, putting the bottle aside and getting up. "I like you," he added quietly.

"Don't be cross," he whispered, moving closer and touching Rob lightly. He was a touch unsteady on his feet, clearly still feeling the first round of drinks as the second lot started to find their way into his bloodstream. "I'm sorry. I'll be better. I can be better, my head's just- It's not in a good place. I can get there though. I can..."

[goodfellow]

Robin reached behind him to Fin and squeezed his hand. "You don't need to get there, Fin. Not for me."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin kissed his shoulder, closing his eyes and sighing.

"You're so kind to me, Rob," he said quietly.

[goodfellow]

"I guess that doesn't track with my reputation," Robin said.

After a moment he added, "And speaking of my reputation, as much as I love fucking, I only do it because someone wants to. Not because they're drunk, or they feel obligated."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm not drunk," Fin huffed, pausing, then frowning. "Okay, maybe drunk," he admitted, nuzzling at him again.

"I don't feel obligated though," he promised. "Lay back down with me," he said softly.

[goodfellow]

Robin closed his eyes.

"You would rather be with Will," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Do I?" Fin asked, and it was a genuine question, because he didn't know.

[goodfellow]

"I can't answer that for you, but it seemed like it," Robin said, and turned around to face him. "But if you really do want me to come to bed with you, I will."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin was quiet for a moment, then sighed.

"No, I- I'm going," he said quietly. "You deserve to spend the new year with someone who is only thinking of you," he said quietly.

[goodfellow]

Yeah, like Prometheus, who never fucking showed.

Robin sighed and flopped down onto the bed on his back. "Or maybe I'll just sleep it off," he said. "I hope you find what you want, Fin."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, no don't spend it alone, please," Fin begged, moving to perch on the bed beside him, touching as he flopped beside him and curled up.

He was drunk and muddled, and without thinking he shifted into Fox form, nuzzling at Robin and nipping at him.

Don't be sad. Don't be sad. Love you. Love you.

[goodfellow]

Robin slid his hand into the fox's fur. "You think that I cannot be alone for one night? You fear for eternity alone, Fin. I've already had it. I'm fine."

[prince_of_nymphs]

I don't want you to be alone.

The fox let out a low whine, nuzzling at Robin's neck, then climbing onto his chest and curling up.

Staying.

[goodfellow]

Robin let out a little snort of laughter. "I don't need a pet, Fin."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Not a pet. Wild fox.

Fin rolled onto his back, still laying on the puck's chest.

Drunk fox.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed softly. "You can stay if you like," he said, and petted him gently. "But you don't have to. And I would probably rather have you sleeping next to me as a man than a fox, but it's up to you."

[prince_of_nymphs]

The fox let out a low whine of a sound- Which wasn't very melodic, to be honest. Just raw and sad, a cry to summon another being...

Fin shifted back into his human form though, rolling off Rob as he shifted. Sitting beside him, he pet his hair and looked down at him.

"I'm sorry you're not having a good start to the new year," he said gently, intoxicated, but totally genuine.

[goodfellow]

Robin, still only wearing the gold thong, considered burrowing under the blankets. But for now, he only looked up at Fin. "I'm fine. It is only one night. Though... try to keep your magic from making me horny again, hmm?"

[willysilver]

Once summoned, Will immediately. He was dressed for the cold but wore fingerless gloves. His guitar hung from the strap.

"Finlay," he said. "What is wrong?"

He wasn't put off by Robin's state of dress, though he was grateful they weren't in the middle of fucking.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Will!" Fin said happily, trying to get off the bed to hug Will, but failing to find his feet. Instead he flopped back, looking over at Robin.

"Will is here now, it's a party. You like parties," he informed the puck. "...You see I am drunk, and Robin is sad," he told Will- As though that explained anything.

[goodfellow]

Robin looked genuinely surprised when Will arrived.

He sat up abruptly, and looked at Fin. "Seriously? Seriously?"

[willysilver]

Will cooked his head and looked quizzical at both of them.

"You are very drunk, evermore," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I am," Fin agreed, all smiles as he threw his arms around Rob and hugged him tightly.

"Robin is lonely, so we're going to keep him company. Two princes, Rob, two princes to keep you company on the first day of the new year! That's got to be good luck or something."