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.

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[willysilver]

Willy worked his fingers into Fin's fur at the scruff of his neck and around his ears.

"God to sleep, my love. Robin is so kind to have offered his bed. Sleep."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin whined again, then huffed softly.

We could go home, share our bed, Fin said, pawing lightly at Will. When I sober up, we can spend the day together, he added, yawning a little and then putting his paws on Will's chest to lick his nose. He was a bit less graceful than usual, but he managed.

[willysilver]

"We can go home," he said with a nod. He gathered Fin close and grabbed his guitar. "We will not bother with a taxi, I think."

The magic it took to transport across distance drained him, but tonight it was for the best. Magic shivered around them and suddenly they were sitting not on Ron's bed but rather their own in their flat.

"And now...Sleep, little fox."