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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[prince_of_nymphs]

"Fuck," Fin gasped, his cock hard and pressed up against the bit of furniture as he caught his breath.

[goodfellow]

"You deserve this," Robin said, and brought the belt down again, this time at an angle.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Good, because I want it," Fin panted, using to role as a shield as he leaned into his baser desires.

[goodfellow]

"Like I said... tell me when it doesn't feel like playtime anymore," Robin said, and then brought the belt down again - in the exact same spot.

[prince_of_nymphs]

The fae cried out, and a soft sob escaped him, but he was still hard, still eager.

"And what happens if I say I like it?" he panted. "What do you do then? Punish me with kisses? Torture me with kind words?"

[goodfellow]

"Oh, I think there's something that's much worse for you than kindness or pain," he said. "But we'll get there." He brought the belt down one more time, and then before Fin could react to that one, he grabbed him by the hair and yanked Fin back against him, and ground his hips into his ass.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin rocked back hard, chasing the promise of Robin's erection. The other man was large, intimidatingly so- And Fin wanted it tonight. Wanted it badly.

[goodfellow]

"I suppose there are worse things than you being at my mercy," Robin rasped against his ear. Then he unlocked the handcuffs again, tossing them to the ground this time, and shoved Fin onto the bed. "Don't even think about trying to go anywhere," he said. "Remember I have a gun." He patted the invisible gun on his hip.

Then he tossed a bottle of lube he'd grabbed from the dresser at Fin. "This is a kindness. I'll let you prepare yourself before I split you in half."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin held the other man's gaze, then lazily rolled onto his side. Taking the lube he slicked his fingers and began to prepare himself slowly. eyes fluttering shut, he let out a low moan as his own fingers slipped inside him, twisting ever so slightly.

He stroked himself with his free hand, taking his time and groaning as he chased that flutter of pleasure.

[goodfellow]

"Get your hand off your cock," Robin snapped, even as he gazed down at Fin with a nakedly hungry expression on his face.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Make me," Fin panted, stroking himself faster now. "Or take over..."

[goodfellow]

Robin was on him in a flash, grabbing his wrist. "I hope you're stretched enough to take me," he said. "Because you just fucked that up for yourself."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin struggled, squirming and twisting before giving in and going still.

"Fuck you're strong," he said, breaking character for just a moment.

[goodfellow]

"I am," Robin said, a little smile pulling at his lips, but then was all business again when he pulled Fin's wrist up to the edge of the bed which had a grate of iron bars as a headboard. He snapped the handcuff around his wrist again, and to the bedpost... and then pulled out another pair of handcuffs and secured the other, his arms spread behind him. "See, if you can't be trusted, you have to be restrained."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Well I definitely can't be trusted," Fin purred. "And your bed is very soft."

[goodfellow]

Robin leaned over him. "You know what's worse to you than kindness or pain?" He straightened up. "Neither. What if I just left you like this. Is that what you deserve?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You don't want to do that," Fin pouted, trying to make himself more appealing by stretching out. "Warm bed, warm body... It's good. I'm good," he promised, wetting his lips with a quick flick of his tongue.

[goodfellow]

"I thought you needed to be punished," Robin said, and he dragged a finger along Fin's cock before walking back over to the dresser to make himself a drink.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"This isn't punishment, it's boring," Fin sulked, tugging on the cuffs and huffing. "If I wanted to be ignored I'd have stayed in my cell."

[goodfellow]

"Exactly," Robin said. "You were enjoying this a little too much." And he came back over, drinking from a glass of wine as he stood in front of Fin, and reached down to unfasten his pants, and pull out his cock, stroking it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Fuck," the fae gasped, looking nervous and twisting a little on the bed. "You're right, maybe it's best I just meditate on what I've done," he said.

Though he had no worries really. He'd trusted Robin before, tonight was no different.

[goodfellow]

Robin couldn't help it; he broke character to smile at Fin, because he was impressed with his acting skills. For a moment he was like - wait, Fin has seen my cock before, right?!

But then he was back in character, and he moved closer, stroking his cock to full, impressive hardness. "As if you have a choice," he said. "Remember the part about how you're at my mercy?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin blushed at the smile, ducking his head and trying to get back into the part.

"There's torture and then there's attempted murder," the fae said, gladly stroking the pucks ego since he didn't have the hands to stroke anything else.

[goodfellow]

There was another smile this time, but this one wasn't Robin's - it was pleased, yes, but also a little evil. "I don't even think you appreciate it yet," he said. "Let's have a closer look, shall we?" He climbed onto the bed then, straddling Fin. And brought his cock towards the bound man's lips.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Turning his head away, Fin pulled hard on the cuffs and whimpered.

Though no matter how good an actor he was, he couldn't do a damn thing about his erection, the weeping tip giving away his enthusiasm.