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Robin managed to stop laughing long enough to say, "Oh no no no, you are not going anywhere until you elaborate on this little arrangement of yours. I am enraptured with curiosity."

"I don't see what there is to elaborate about," he said, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at Robin.

Completely ignoring the glare, Robin stepped closer to him again. "I just want to make sure I'm understanding the terms correctly." His voice went low and seductive. "So I could have my cock in your mouth, your cock in my hands, my fingers in your ass, your cock in my mouth, my tongue in your ass..." He licked the back of Hermes' ear. "And etc. etc. Just not my cock in your ass? Or vice versa?"

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Robin continued to grind against Hermes, slower now, lips moving to his neck. Ignoring that comment, he murmured against his skin. "Tell me what you want. If it's not me inside you, what do you want."

"I do want you inside me," he said, groaning. He wiggled beneath him. "Want you to make me come without touching my cock."

"You know I could do that... but you've given me some boundaries, haven't you?" Robin licked a line up Hermes' collarbone and rolled his hips to slide their cocks together.

"I have," Hermes said, dragging nails down Robin's back as he stretched and moved and writhed on the bed. "But if anyone can manage it, it's you."

Robin let out a huff of laughter. "Let me get this straight. You want me to make you come... without touching your cock... and without fucking you. Now who's demanding?"

"Hair, neck, ears, fingertips, stomach, legs..." Hermes listed, brushing his nose against Robin's. "Words. There are tons of ways to make me come without going anywhere near my cock or my ass."

"Or your ass? Fuck, Hermes, why don't you just tie my hands behind my back while you're at it?" Robin slid his hands onto Hermes' cock one last time, and then got off of him completely, rocking back on his heels.

Hermes arched a brow, propping himself up on his elbows as he looked up at the puck. "What? You're not up for the challenge?"

"Oh, I'm up to it."

And suddenly Robin's eyes had the same predatory gleam that they'd had earlier, before things had gotten sweet.

He stretched across Hermes then, to the bedside table, and opened a drawer, pulling something out of it. A black blindfold, which he promptly tied around Hermes' eyes.

Hermes lifted his head to make the tying easier. He shifted on the bed so he could hold onto the headboard, relaxing and letting his other senses do the work of telling him where Robin was in the room.

"Words," said Robin softly, not moving from where he was seated at the foot of the bed, watching Hermes. "What sorts of words get you off these days, hmm? Should I be whispering soft endearments in Greek? No, no.. do you want to just hear what I wish I could do to you since you seem so intent on denying me? Or should I call you filthy names and watch your cock twitch at each debasement?"

"Anything," Hermes said, arching his back as he clenched his teeth. He wanted to be touched, he wanted to be touched so badly.

"I'm not going to bind you," Robin said simply. "If I have to exercise the restraint to keep my hands off of you, then I think you can do the same."

He watched Hermes writhe for a moment and then added in his low, seductive tone, "I can see it in your body, how much you want me. You tell me I can't fuck you, then you tell me I can't touch you where you want to be touched... I think you just want to be denied."

He moved closer then, not touching, but hovering his body over Hermes' so that his breath was hot on his skin. "You're the perfect little masochist. Last week I thought I was punishing you, but that was exactly what you wanted, wasn't it? To be denied. Your desire in my hands."

He blew across one of Hermes' nipples. "Only this time I don't know what you've done to deserve it."

He whimpered, reaching down to touch Robin, fingers in his hair, down his neck, over his back, using only the sound of his voice to guide him to where the other man was.

"Isn't telling you no enough?"

Robin laughed lightly at that. "Not what you did to deserve punishment, my sweet godling, what you did to deserve me giving you what you want by giving you what you don't want - my, you are complicated, aren't you."

He licked his lips and blew across Hermes' other nipple. "Why don't you start by telling me what you're going to do to me when I've miraculously made you come without touch."

He shivered, fingertips pressing against Robin's back. "I really, really want your cock in my mouth."

"Oh, of course you do." Robin leaned closer then and licked a line up Hermes' chest. "Of course you want my cock in your mouth, because you won't let me put it anywhere else. And you do love my cock, don't you, sunshine? Do you remember how it felt?" He flicked his tongue across a nipple. "How about when you were a woman? Do you remember how it felt then? How you begged for it?"

Another whimper and he held tighter to the headboard, cock twitching against his stomach. "How could I not?" he said, turning his head to the sound of Robin's voice. "Best fuck I've had in a long while."

"Oh, was it now?" Robin sounded more than a little pleased.

"Don't worry, I won't tell the little man you said that. Willing to give it all up though, are you? It must be love."

He swirled his tongue across Hermes' stomach then, in an arch around where his cock lay.

"Because I have to say, I'm going to miss fucking you. I love how you have no problem taking it all, how much you thrill for every inch of it. How you let me take you so fucking hard and just beg for more."

The muscles of his stomach tensed. With his vision restricted as it was by the blindfold, all he could do was imagine and remember all the times he'd begged for Robin's cock before and all the times he'd been given exactly what he asked for.

"Love your cock," he said. "Love fucking being impaled on you like no one else, Robin."

"Oh, like no one else, hmm?" Robin's mouth moved up again, licking up Hermes' chest, to his neck, then up to his ear. And the cock in question was now flush against Hermes' thigh, all of the entire hard length of him.

"I think I know what you'd really love. More than one of those, hmm? A cock in your ass and one in your mouth, maybe? Or two in your ass... think you'd make an exception to your little rule for that?"

Fuck, he could barely stand it. He reached down and curled his hand around Robin's cock, stroking him slowly. "Yes," he moaned. "Wish you would've done that when I was a woman, though."

Robin let out a low groan when he touched his cock. But it wasn't technically against the rules, and fuck, it felt good.

"Well fuck baby, I know I'm amazing and all, but I do still only have one cock. Now though? You want to fuck me and someone else at the same time?"

"Yes," he said. Resisting was...well he'd given it a good go and so what if he took Robin's hand in his other one and put it on his cock, silently asking for the rules to be broken.

Robin chuckled at that and said, "No no no no, those were your rules. If you want to break them now you're going to have to be more convincing than that. Tell me more about this threesome you've been fantasizing about." He slid his hand off of Herme's cock and onto his thigh.

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