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]

"Yes all right," Robin murmured. "And I didn't even fall over." He kissed Fin's hair. "We're only halfway there, you know..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Not thinking about throwing in the towel, are you?" Fin teased.

[goodfellow]

"Oh no," Robin said, shaking his head. "I am very much up to this challenge. Now, what next, what next... I think we should definitely get into the shower at some point, so perhaps get a little messy now?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Messy how?" Fin asked. "Like, let's eat crackers in bed messy?"

[goodfellow]

Robin chuckled. "Well, we are making quite a mess already I suppose," he pointed out, nodding to where he'd come on Fin's hand and robe. "But I don't know, I might have some whipped cream. I at least have that bottle of honey."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, I... I dunno," Fin said with a soft laugh. "I don't know if I like the idea of being that sticky. Doesn't really do it for me. ...Do you like that sort of thing?" he asked curiously.

[goodfellow]

"There are very few things I don't like," Robin said with a little smile. "I'm just trying to keep you from getting bored, but there are still many, many options. Is there anything else you'd particularly enjoy, my dear? There is also an exceedingly large variety of toys and such in the dresser."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin quirked a brow, then nodded. "I mean, I wouldn't mind having a peek at what you have here," he admitted, endlessly curious still when it came to sex.

[goodfellow]

"Be my guest," Robin said. "You'll find most anything you could imagine, I think. I've had a long time to collect things." He cinched his robe again.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I don't have a lot of toys. I mean, I've inherited a lot from the other me, but- I haven't looked through them much. I wouldn't know what half of them were for, to be honest," Fin confessed, peeking at Robin's stuff.

[goodfellow]

"If I'd inherited a chest full of sex toys I would not be able to keep myself from investigating," Robin said, laughing as he cinched his robe loosely and plopped back onto the bed, lounging. "If you don't know what something is for, you can ask."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin poked through the items, able to suss out what most of them were.

"I know you say you like everything, but you must have something you like over most other things," Fin noted, lingering on a feather duster and wrinkling his nose a bit at the thought of being tickled.

[goodfellow]

"I like extremes," Robin said, "though I also don't need them. You saw from our roleplaying that I'm perfectly comfortable with either side of it."

He looked towards the box, a little smile on his lips. "Though if we don't want to wear you out, you might want to find something else in there you can fuck with me."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm not worn out," Fin said defensively. "I can hold my own. ...Just dunno what to do next. I'm not good at taking charge, never have been."

Toys abandoned, he sat down on the edge of the bed. "Your partner, or whatever he is, he doesn't mind all this? You fucking who you want when you want? It's really never an issue?"

[goodfellow]

Robin hesitated and then said, "Prometheus has known me for a very long time. He knows what I am. And he loves me as a whole, not just my parts."

Though he paused, and then added, "I am capable of monogamy. But he's never asked it of me. Which I'm glad for."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"He never gets jealous then? What about you? Do you ever get upset if you see him with someone?" Fin asked.

[goodfellow]

"If he gets jealous he doesn't tell me about it," said Robin. "And I don't tend to see him with anyone else. Well, we did have a threesome with Felix Harrowgate once. But that doesn't really count. I don't think I'd be jealous. After all, I'm better than anyone else he could find."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm sorry, you'll have to go back for a moment there- You had a threesome with Felix? As in he was naked and you were naked, and your partner was naked... And there was sex involved?" Fin asked. "But Felix is so... I mean, I don't dare breathe too hard on him. It would be like licking the Mona Lisa. Deeply satisfying, but definitely not allowed."

[goodfellow]

Robin laughed, genuinely delighted by that description. "I've done far more than lick Felix," he said. "To be honest, he's the only person I associate much with at the moment that can properly dom me. Gets as good as he gives too. And he would probably hate that I'm saying this, please keep it to yourself, hmm?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I agree, he'd hate me knowing that," Fin nodded, looking almost uneasy. "So as fascinating as that is and as desperately curious as it's left me, I'm just going to pretend you never said it and delete it from my mind."

[goodfellow]

"Excellent idea," Robin said. "Are there any of my past lovers I can tell you about instead? Perhaps someone from history who is long dead and will have no objections at all to my kissing and telling. Shakespeare? Marie Antoinette? David Bowie?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I genuinely can't tell if you're winding me up or not now," Fin snorted.

[goodfellow]

"Winding you up?" Robin arched an eyebrow. "Not in the way you think. If you think I'm lying, I don't have to. My life is too interesting to require lies. But I'd be happy to wind you up in another way. If you want to hear stories."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I always want to hear stories," Fin said honestly. "All sorts. Any sort. I'm all ears."

[goodfellow]

Robin hummed in thought for a moment, and then suddenly moved to straddle Fin's lap. He leaned in and licked Fin's earlobe. "For a few years I had a lover who was a very, very powerful man. He enjoyed that power very much, and he was good at wielding it, but it also weighed him down. Eventually I realized that what he actually needed to be divested of that power. So for several months, for ten hours out of the day, he was my slave. He did my laundry, he made my bed, he massaged my feet, and he agreed to my every sexual command. He slept on a pillow on the floor by my bed, and every morning when my alarm went off, he would rise and bend over the mattress so that I could fuck him. He wasn't allowed to come unless I gave him permission, and sometimes would wait days - he would scream with relief and gratitude. That was a beautiful thing, how much he needed it, but acquiesced to only letting me give it to him."