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 followed his gaze. Then sighed.

"You are a pain in my ass. Get up." He gestured impatiently at him. "I see I'm going to have to tie you the fuck up."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Fin mock pouted. "I'll be good, you can trust me, sir."

[goodfellow]

Robin laughed. "I said get up." He wanted to see him off balance.

[prince_of_nymphs]

The smile faded slightly, and he struggled a little to get to his feet and looking just a bit embarrassed as he nearly stumbled.

[goodfellow]

"Not quite so cocky now, are you?" Robin said. "I hope you realize that when I said you're my problem, that also means you're at my mercy. If you were injured or killed trying to escape, no one would bat an eye."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"If you're trying to intimidate me, you're going to have to try harder," Fin replied, tilting his chin up slightly as he steadied himself. "I don't cower, and I don't tremble, and I definitely don't come quietly."

Growing bold, he stepped closer, steadier now.

[goodfellow]

Robin for his part only looked amused by this show of boldness. "Oh? Do you come loudly then?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin sneered, flashing his teeth, then did something he'd have never done on set or stage- Not without asking first. But this wasn't work and Robin wasn't a co-worker. This was intimate, it was raw.

He spat, not brazen enough to aim for him, but instead at his feet.

[goodfellow]

Robin was genuinely surprised. Damn, Fin was really getting into this. Which was fine with him.

So the initial surprise on his face was real, but the way his expression hardened afterwards was part of the act. And then, Robin slapped him. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough he'd feel it.

He also didn't make a move after that, not sure if he'd gone too far, and wanting to give Fin a chance to use his safe word if he had.

[prince_of_nymphs]

He'd been struck before, Hex wasn't shy about that sort of thing, but there was still a brief moment of shock before Fin relaxed into it. For the first time he looked scolded rather than surly or smug.

[goodfellow]

Fin didn't seem upset, so Robin moved closer to him and said, "I appreciate that you have your pride - even though you probably shouldn't at this point. But your apparent lack of a sense of self preservation is just fucking stupid."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin was silent for a moment, then swallowed hard before speaking.

"Don't send me back," he said softly, leaning into the role a bit differently now. "I'll make it worth your while. People in power, it's all the same, isn't it? You all want the same thing in the end. I can be that, I can be good. I'm so very talented at it," he promised.

And there was something raw there, something real- Something that vanished again in an instant, buried away safe and secret.

[goodfellow]

"Don't send you back," Robin repeated. "You'd rather stay tied up in my bedroom than go back to your cell?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin shrugged one shoulder, testing the cuffs again.

"Perhaps," he said softly.

[goodfellow]

Robin looked at him for a minute, lips eventually curling into a slow smile. "Singing a very different song than you were a moment ago. Did you know you'd end up here? Was this what you wanted all along? To end up in my bedroom?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin ducked his head, then shrugged again, stepping closer and nuzzling at Robin's shoulder.

"Just let me show you, I can be good."

[goodfellow]

Robin put a finger underneath Fin's chin and tipped it up to look at him. "Tell me," he purred, "is this a ploy to get me to put my guard down so that you can try to escape... or are you just a cock-hungry little slut?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin held his gaze, wetting his lips and schooling his features into something unreadable.

"I guess you'll just have to find out."

[goodfellow]

Fuck but this was hot. Robin was really starting to appreciate this newfound interest in roleplaying from Fin.

"The handcuffs are staying on," Robin said. "This isn't for you." He grabbed Fin by his hair and yanked him in, then licked a line up his neck. "This is for me. Because you fucking woke me up and I should get something out of it."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Well I can tell i interrupted your beauty sleep," Fin gasped, tilting his head and leaning into the pull on his hair.

[goodfellow]

Robin yanked again so that his lips were close to Fin's ear. "Keep being a smart-ass little shit and I'll gag you. For what I'm about to do to you I don't need you to be able to talk. Don't think this is about to be fun for you. I can tell you love cock, but you'll be goddamn lucky if I let you come."

[prince_of_nymphs]

The fae whimpered, but that didn't stop his cock from twitching beneath the fabric of his trousers, clearly eager to learn what Rob had in mind.

"You'd be surprised what I've learned to enjoy," he whispered in reply.

[goodfellow]

"You're lucky I'm always horny in the mornings," Robin said. "Otherwise I'd enjoy just plain beating the shit out of you just as much."

He moved around Fin, getting behind him, and pressing up against him, his erection against Fin's ass, beneath the layers of fabric. He pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the handcuffs, though kept a firm grip on Fin's wrist as he yanked the shirt over his head... and then snapped them back together again. Then he wrapped his arms around his waist to unfasten his trousers and yank them down.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fully nude, Fin looked a little uncomfortable, but the handcuffs made it impossible to cover up.

"Not buying me dinner first?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder.

[goodfellow]

Robin brought down a palm to smack Fin's ass hard, and then leave his hand there, rubbing in the sting. "No," he said. "This isn't a date."