Fin

[goodfellow]

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Robin smiled to himself as he walked around and sat behind the desk. "Come in."

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[goodfellow]

Robin sagged against the desk. He turned his head to look at Fin. "Maybe you do deserve a promotion," he murmured, and then a flicker of a smile betrayed the real Robin behind the character.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin broke character as well, panting and laughing softly before slipping free and tucking himself away.

[goodfellow]

Robin straightened up, grabbed a tissue from his desk to clean himself (and the desk) up, before retrieving his trouser and pulling them back on. "Well," he said, turning to Fin with a glint in his eye, "How was that for a roleplaying experience?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"It was good. Different- I liked it. I didn't mean to change the game so much, it just felt right in the moment," he confessed.

[goodfellow]

"I'm not complaining," Robin assured him. "That was fucking hot. Maybe... taking on a role gave you the opportunity get something you were wanting?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No. I mean, I loved it, I enjoyed every moment, but- I don't crave dominance," Fin said honestly, shaking his head a little. "I know what I like, but it is interesting to experiment, to try new things."

[goodfellow]

"I'm excellent for experimentation," Robin said, and moved to sling an arm around his waist. "Next time I can actually be the boss if you like."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Sure, or something new," Fin smiled, leaning in and kissing Robin's cheek with a warm smile. "That sounds lovely."

[goodfellow]

"You're welcome to stay if you want," Robin said. "It's late enough that I'll probably just crash here tonight."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yeah? That would be fun, actually," Fin admitted. "Usually when I sleep at a club it's because I'm passed out drunk," he laughed.

[goodfellow]

“Well here you have a big bed and a warm body,” Robin said.

And Prometheus wouldn’t be surprised or worried if Robin didn’t come home tonight.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yeah? Maybe I can persuade you to go another round even," Fin grinned.

[goodfellow]

Robin chuckled. "It won't take much persuasion. Pucks are built for pleasure, you know. I could go again right now if you wanted."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh? Well, I wouldn't say no," Fin purred. "Can we have another drink first?"

[goodfellow]

"Sure," said Robin, pulling away so he could go back over to the bar. "More bourbon and honey? Something else?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, honey's good," Fin said quickly, not about to turn down honey. "What else would you like to do? We could role play again, something new."

[goodfellow]

Robin made two of the same drink again, and brought one over to Fin.

He smiled at him. "You like it? Taking on a role like that?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"It's easier," he admitted, taking the drink. "It's nice to let go, to be someone else. I feel like I can do anything when I play a part. No shame."

[goodfellow]

"Mmmm well." Robin looked thoughtful. "Maybe you want to... explore something that might usually seem shameful?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I... Yeah, maybe," Fin nodded, looking a bit embarrassed.

[goodfellow]

Robin looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Do you want to submit to me?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin looked at his drink, then took a large swig before nodding.

"Yes. Yeah- I want that. I want to," he said softly.

[goodfellow]

Robin looked thoughtful. "There have been times in my life when submission was everywhere," he said. "I mean, I'm a fan of enthusiastic consent myself, but there have been times when the people around me... well, I was a god for a while, you know. Or they thought I was. And I've spent many years around kings. The kind with enthusiastic slaves."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin sipped his drink again, nodding in understanding.

I imagine you never needed a slave. People want to make you happy. To make you feel good, I think."

[goodfellow]

"Well which kind do you want to be, pet?" Robin asked, and brought a hand up to drag a finger down his neck.