Fin

[goodfellow]

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Robin sighed. "I agree. As much as I don't really think of that place as home, it could certainly use a hot tub or two." And with his arms around Fin, he slid one of his hands to splay his palm low on his abdomen.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"I do want you, that's not an act," Fin promised, looking away as though he was ashamed of his own behavior.

[goodfellow]

Robin very nearly snapped at him to stop that. But caught himself just in time. That was not going to help.

Suddenly, he was on the bed with Fin, climbing towards him and bending to scrape his teeth against Fin's throat. "Then show me. Show me how you've never needed anyone so much as you need me."

It was intentionally ambiguous. Take it as a role to play if you like. Or just feel it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I was certain I already had," Fin gasped, tilting his head slightly and pressing a little closer. "I'm not sure how to better express my desire, Robin. Though I'd be happy to learn..."

[goodfellow]

Robin chuckled. "I just want you to realize how powerless that desire makes you." He slid his hand between them, to wrap his fingers around Fin's cock.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Bucking into the touch, Fin wet his lips with a flick of his tongue and moaned softly. "Didn't feel powerless with your cock down my throat," he whispered. "Not even when I felt your come coat my tongue. Not even as I swallowed you down..."

[goodfellow]

"Mmmm," Robin hummed noncommittally, even as he continued to stroke Fin's cock, maddeningly slowly. "And did you like the way I taste, petal?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I never usually do, but... It was different this time," he confessed. "Maybe I'm learning to like it, but you tasted good."

[goodfellow]

Robin kissed his neck. "Another benefit of pucks. I'm afraid it won't help you with anyone else..." He continued to stroke Fin's cock.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh," Fin gasped, though it was hard to tell if it was an actual reply or simply an involuntary reaction to being fondled and touched.

[goodfellow]

Robin's stroking slowed, though not quite stopping. "I was going to make you come now, I was going to suck you off, but... you haven't been a good boy like I asked."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Don't know what you mean, I've been a wonder," Fin murmured, his voice breathy and the barest hint of a grin on his lips.

[goodfellow]

"A wonderful brat," Robin countered, and smacked Fin's thigh, hard.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin gasped softly, then pretended to pout. "Can't expect someone to behave when they've never learned how," he purred.

[goodfellow]

"You need me to teach you how to behave, pet?" Robin purred. "You strike me as one that might respond better to negative than positive reinforcement, hmm?" He smacked Fin's thigh again. "The stick over the carrot?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Maybe," Fin admitted, growing a bit shyer now, less sure of himself. Though he found comfort in the fact that Robin didn't sound as though he was judging him.

[goodfellow]

Robin might have been a bit more hesitant if the word 'pain' hadn't already come out of Fin's mouth that evening. Well, that and what he knew about the other Fin.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin nuzzled at Robin's neck and nodded slightly.

"I do. I trust you," he decided. "I trust you Robin."

[goodfellow]

“All right,” said Robin. “Then bring me the belt I was wearing. It’s on the floor in the bathroom.”

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Kiss me first," Fin requested softly. "I'm not afraid, I just- I just need a kiss," he admitted. "I need to feel safe."

[goodfellow]

Robin offered him a little smile, and then put both hands on his face and kissed him. When he pulled away he said, "And I am trusting you to stop me if you need to. Okay?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin nodded his agreement, exhaling softly and getting to his feet. Wandering into the bathroom he picked up the belt, running his fingers over it before bringing it back to Robin.

[goodfellow]

Robin settled himself in a seated position on the bed. "Lay across my lap, pet."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin seemed unsure for a moment, just a moment, then slowly moved to lay across Robin's knees.

"Is this alright?" he asked quietly.

[goodfellow]

“It’s perfect,” Robin praised. He ran a hand lightly over the curve of Fin’s ass. He folded the belt so that it was shorter, and then drew it over his skin, too.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin was still for the most part, the tips of his fingers grazing lightly over Robin's ankle, tracing lines and circles over soft skin. His pulse had quickened slightly already, but he was enjoying the calm of the moment, savoring the intimacy. In these moments, however, it was hard no question his desires and wants. It was hard not to see himself as broken.

"I wish my mind would still," he confessed quietly.