Fin

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

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[goodfellow]

"Maybe I should get you a bowl of milk and a little pillow by my bed," teased Robin.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Make it cream and I'm yours," Fin laughed.

[goodfellow]

"That can be arranged," Robin assured him. "You are a kitten."

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"Careful, kittens have claws," Fin purred.

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"I don't mind the occasional scratch," Robin assured him with a smirk, and leaned over him to kiss him.

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"How about a bite?" Fin grinned, the words nearly lost against Robin's lips.

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"Mmmmhmmm yes please," Robin murmured against his lips.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin nipped at his bottom lip, tugging lightly.

[goodfellow]

Robin made a pleased little sound, and slid his hand between Fin's legs.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin gasped, then groaned. His cock twitched, and he whimpered a little, overly sensitive now but not worn out.

[goodfellow]

"I would love to spend an entire night fucking you, sometime," Robin said. "Maybe longer. I'd make you come over and over, until you begged me to stop."

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"Sounds like bliss," Fin murmured, arms slipping around Robin.

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Robin chuckled. "You haven't even begun to test my stamina yet..."

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Fin laughed again, giving Robin a light squeeze. "I'm sure it's legendary. ...Dunno about my own, to be honest. It's certainly more impressive than it used to be," he admitted.

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Robin smirked. "I have a personal record for orgasms in one night, and it's been a few hundred years since it's been broken." He didn't mention that the person to get the closest in quite some time had been other Fin.

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"Dare I ask how many, or will I only be intimidated?" Fin asked.

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Robin chuckled. "It's nine, I think. At least with only one other person involved."

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"Nine?" Fin echoed, his expression lingering somewhere between shock and disbelief.

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“I told you pucks are built for pleasure,” Robin said.

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Fin was quiet and contemplative for a moment, then wet his lips.

"Bet I could make it ten," he said boldly. "If you can dream up ten different things to do. ...I get bored easily."

And that last part wasn't meant as a taunt or to be cocky. It was true. Robin had called him a kitten, and he wasn't far off. Fin needed constant stimulation or entertainment- Or he was likely to curl up and fall asleep.

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And that had been other Fin's response too, as soon as Robin had given him the number. Taking it as a challenge.

Robin swallowed hard, looking at him. "Tonight?"

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"Yeah. ...Unless you're too tired," Fin purred.

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"Fuck no," said Robin. "After all, we're only one down... That's nine to go."

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"So what's next then?" Fin asked, looking slightly impish as he sat up a little and pushed his hair back out of his face.

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"We're going to pick up where we left off," Robin said. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never felt before." And he rolled over on top of him, nudging Fin's legs apart.