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]

Fin kissed his way down along the length of Robin's spine, taking his time and enjoying the taste of warm skin. He didn't rush, they had all night after all, and he let his eyes comb over bare flesh, memorizing every freckle and curve.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed contently and relax. "Do I still taste good?" he murmured. "Sweet as honey, so I hear."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Like sugar and sin," Fin purred, his hands smoothing over the backs of Robin's thighs.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed again. "Good. Good, I want you to enjoy this, too."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Bending low, Fin pressed a soft kiss to the supple curve of Robin's backside, before setting to work slicking the other man with nothing more than his tongue.

[goodfellow]

Robin let out a soft gasp at the first touch of Fin's tongue, and the his body visibly relaxed as he groaned. "Fuck, Fin..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

The fae didn't speak, he simply closed his eyes and focused on the task at hand. In that moment Fin was only interested in pleasure. Giving, receiving, basking in it... It was all that mattered. All he needed. Sex was an easy thing for the fae to get lost in.

[goodfellow]

"Fucking fuck, Fin..." Robin groaned. And his cock was already hard again.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Encouraged by Robin's words, Fin probed deeper, his hands cupping the puck's backside as he worked.

[goodfellow]

Robin had to work to keep himself from moving too much in reaction. "Fin... that feels so fucking good..." He did move then, grinding a little against the mattress where his cock was trapped.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin grinned at the bit of movement, letting up for a moment and pressing a kiss to the small of Robin's back.

"I shouldn't stop then?" he asked, his tone teasing and sweet.

[goodfellow]

"No, you should... definitely not stop," Robin said, a hint of a please in his voice.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Are you sure?" Fin asked, his lips moving just a tiny bit lower as he kissed him again. "If you're bored we could do something else. Game of checkers, maybe..."

[goodfellow]

"I'm sure. I'm really, really sure," Robin sighed, moving his body to press against Fin.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Well, if you're certain..."

The fae trailed off and smiled to himself, before flicking his tongue over the sensitive pucker and getting back to work.

[goodfellow]

Robin moaned a little, and then - "More..." He was having to restrain himself from straight up fucking the mattress.

[prince_of_nymphs]

The fae was happy to comply, spreading Robin wider and letting his tongue slip deeper inside.

[goodfellow]

Robin tried to lift his hips, so that he could reach to slip his hand over his own cock.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin let up just long enough to help Robin settle in on his knees, but was right back at it a beat later. He wanted Robin to come again. Wanted to prove he was up to the challenge.

[goodfellow]

The new position changed the sensation, and Robin groaned loudly, then reached for his own cock and started stroking it. "Fuck, Fin..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"As many times as you like, Robin," the fae grinned. "Later though. It's my turn next, remember?"

[goodfellow]

"Fuck me," Robin grunted, as he stroked himself faster, getting closer despite being more sensitive than he had been an orgasm ago. "Oh god, Fin, I can't wait for you to fuck me..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"So hurry up and come," Fin grinned, holding Rob's hips tightly as he ducked his head and tried to coax the puck to climax with a few more insistent flicks of his tongue.

[goodfellow]

And Robin did. His groan was guttural, and he collapsed back onto his stomach after.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Looking pleased with himself, Fin reached for the lube and began to slick himself, wasting no time before nudging Robin's legs apart and sliding into him.