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]

"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.

[goodfellow]

Robin reached out and grabbed Fin's head, pulled it around to face him... and forced his cock to press against his lips; all he had to do was open his mouth.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin parted his lips way too easily for his resistance to be believable, and he moaned as Robin slipped into his mouth.

[goodfellow]

"Don't pretend you don't want it," Robin growled. "I know why you're so popular back there. You were made for this." Since Fin couldn't move much, Robin began to (carefully) fuck his mouth.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Robin really was quite a bit larger than anyone else he'd been with, and it was harder to work his lips over the other man's cock. He let out a muffled groan and tried to sit up, but the other man had him effectively trapped.

[goodfellow]

Robin was careful with him, attendant to his reactions, making sure he wasn't choked or otherwise distressed - but he definitely kept going, groaning softly and moving his hips to fuck Fin's mouth. "You know, I'm starting to think maybe you shouldn't go back," he said. "I think maybe I'll just keep you here so I can use you whenever I want."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin whimpered, swallowing around the other man's length and closing his eyes. The cuffs were digging into his wrists and his jaw was already starting to ache- and fuck it was good. So good.

[goodfellow]

Robin could tell how into this Fin was, so he pushed it, reaching out to tangle his fingers in Fin's hair as he pushed into his mouth. "You better swallow every fucking drop," he said, before, with a few more thrusts, he came into Fin's mouth.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin choked slightly, but did swallow it down, his eyes watering slightly. Fin wanted it hard, but he forgot sometimes that he wasn't necessarily built for it.

[goodfellow]

Robin pulled out as soon as he was spent. He rocked back on his heels, still on top of Fin, and looked down at him. "Still bored?" he asked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Not bored, not bored at all," Fin promised, sounding a bit breathless.

"Soliloquy. I'm sorry, I- It was good, but I... I feel like I can't catch my breath," he confessed.

[goodfellow]

Robin blinked at him, surprised, but then immediately went to unfasten the handcuffs. "Fuck. I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yeah, No, I'm fine. It wasn't you, I've just been..."

Starving himself to the point of making himself ill, mostly.

"I think it's allergies," he lied, shrugging one shoulder and taking a few slow breaths.

[goodfellow]

Once Fin was free, Robin tucked his cock back into his pants and got off of the bed. "We can stop, of course. Uh. What do you want? Do you need anything?"