Fin

[goodfellow]

continued from here

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

Comments

[goodfellow]

"Fuck..." Robin groaned. "Fuck, I..." And then he came, painting Fin's chest. He hadn't even realized he'd squeezed his eyes closed until he opened them again, looking down at Fin as he panted.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin grinned, watching Robin come undone and easing up on his magic.

"Alright?" he asked gently.

[goodfellow]

"Mmmhmmm," Robin murmured, and rolled off of him, onto his back on the mattress beside him. "I'm very good. That's six."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Only six?" Fin asked. "Why am I so tired? I barely helped with that last one."

[goodfellow]

Robin chuckled. "I did tell you it's a bit of a feat..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin groaned, rolling on to his side.

"This isn't me giving up, I just need my second wind."

[goodfellow]

"Mmmm well we can keep going as long as you're having fun, pet," Robin purred. "Trust me, I am already suitably impressed."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin used his magic to pull the covers back up over them, humming and curling up closer against Robin. "Do I get a treat then?" he teased.

[goodfellow]

"Mmm I'm afraid my usual bag of treats would just wear you out more," Robin said. "Though I'd give you whatever your heart desires."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Such big promises," the fae purred. "Never say anything, Robin. One day someone might take you up on it."

[goodfellow]

"I don't say it to just anyone," Robin pointed out.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin blushed slightly at that, then smiled.

"I'm honored then," he said.

[goodfellow]

Robin brushed that off, and said, "Well, I could get you more bourbon. Or some chocolates."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Just lay here with me," Fin said. "Hold me, and be held. That's all I want."

[goodfellow]

Robin hesitated, and then slipped his arms around Fin and pulled him close.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Slipping his arms around Robin in return, Fin held on tight, squeezing him briefly before relaxing his hold to something more comfortable.

There were things he wanted to say, words that itched to get out, but Robin didn't always take well to sentiment. So Fin simply squeezed him again and remained silent by his side.

[goodfellow]

Robin didn't say anything either, partly because he really did want to give Fin an out if he wanted it - which meant that if he just fell asleep like this, it would be okay.