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]

“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.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin closed his eyes at the touch, swallowing hard.

"I'm- I'm not good at being submissive," he admitted. "I try, I want to be, but- I get proud. I get mouthy. I push- I'm always pushing."

[goodfellow]

Robin wet his lips. "So you... want to submit, but you want to be pushed into it? To be overpowered?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin hesitated, shame weighing heavily on him as he nodded slightly. ...In an attempt to chase those feelings away, he knocked back the last of his drink.

[goodfellow]

"So then you're not a slave," said Robin. "You're... a prisoner. Okay?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Wetting his lips, Fin nodded, centering himself and settling into the role. It wasn't shameful if it was just a role. Wasn't a reason to hate himself if he was being someone else.

[goodfellow]

"I need a safe word from you," Robin said quietly.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Soliloquy," Fin replied, quickly enough that it was likely he'd been asked for one before.

[goodfellow]

Robin smiled, leaned in and kissed him quickly.

Then he grabbed Fin's wrist, yanked him over to one of the chairs in front of the desk, and shoved Fin down into it.

He leaned against the edge of the desk and glared down at him.

"The security team woke me up for this. I hear you almost escaped this time."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin looked startled, but he eased into the part. Pushing his hair back he settled into the chair and leaned back slightly.

"You should thank me, really. I mean how else are you going to find all the flaws in your security?" he asked with a smirk.

[goodfellow]

"They can't be that flawed, you're still here aren't you," Robin said tersely. "Though you still managed to fuck up your cell so no one can be held in it, and until they fix it you are now officially my problem. Even though, to reiterate, it is the middle of the night, and I was fucking asleep."