Prometheus

[goodfellow]

Robin hadn't heard another peep about a potential puck in town. As far as he knew the mysterious naked jewelry thief hadn't been caught, and also hadn't made any other hits - at least not any that had eye witnesses or had caught him on camera. Though he might have preferred hearing something; the nugget of threat and then a lack of closure just had him on edge.

He knew he'd probably been a dick because of it, too. When Robin was uncomfortable, and especially if that discomfort had an edge of fear, he overcompensated. He pretended everything was fine, which meant he amped his Robin-ness up to eleven. Figuratively, he'd been swinging from chandeliers.

Which is why he was drunk and stumbling into the flat at 7:45 in the morning. He also couldn't remember where he'd left his shirt.

He tried to be quiet, but ended up crashing into the kitchen table and sending a bowl of apples crashing to the ground and rolling about. He swore.

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[goodfellow]

Robin sighed in contentment at the light smack. "Noted," he said.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan rubbed him from shoulders all the way down, eventually settling in by his feet, working his thumbs along Robin's soles. It must have hurt slightly as he firmly worked the muscles, but he chased away any discomfort with soft kisses down his spine and the backs of his legs.

[goodfellow]

It did hurt, but Robin didn't mind that either, and it really was doing its job. He could even handle this kindness, even convince himself he deserved it. He didn't say anything, just made little sounds of contentment.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus went on a while longer, but eventually stopped to reach over to the bedside table and fetch some lube. Wordlessly he began to prepare Robin, nudging his thighs apart and beginning to prepare him.

"There we are, dove," he soothed, two fingers deep inside him as his other hand firmly gripped the back of the puck's neck, holding him down and offering him a hint of the dominance he knew he often liked.

[goodfellow]

Robin let out a little gasp and then moaned softly. "Prometheus..." He tried to keep still, though couldn't stop himself from squirming a little.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Hush, no pleading tonight, no begging. Say you surrender yourself to me, to my pleasure," the titan demanded, adding another finger and holding him down harder.

[goodfellow]

"Oh god, yes," Robin moaned. "Fuck yes, I surrender." That was perfect, the idea of being the source of Prometheus' pleasure, while also surrendering to this.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus rewarded him by slipping his fingers free and settling in between his thighs, encouraging the other man to lift up onto his hands and knees.

"Such a good puck," he murmured, stroking himself before guiding himself into his lover. He loved the way Robin felt, to the point that it was rare now he indulged in pleasure with anyone else. This was all he needed. This was all he desired.

[goodfellow]

Robin moaned loudly, and here was the difference, of how Prometheus felt inside him - it was more than just physical pleasure. It was something else entirely. And it might never be enough for him, but it could be the best thing.

[pecked_by_birds]

Reaching around, the titan took him in hand, stroking him slowly as he nipped at his shoulder.

"I love you, Robin," he whispered before starting to fuck him with slow but hard thrusts.

[goodfellow]

"I love you," Robin whispered, barely audible. He pushed back against him, and then moaned again.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus' other hand slid around to hold the puck's throat, lifting him up more and holding him against his chest as he rolled his hips. He was kneeling, his legs spread slightly and forcing the puck's thighs apart. It didn't make it easy to fuck the other man, the position forcing his thrusts to be a bit more shallow and quick, but it felt good to be so close.

[goodfellow]

Robin moaned again the second the Prometheus' hand wrapped around his throat. He spread his legs eagerly at the nudge, and let his body react to Prometheus'. He wanted more, and he didn't want it to end, even as he felt pleasure starting to coil inside him.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan's grip tightened slightly on Robin's throat, and he groaned as he continued to fuck him and stroke him.

"Is this what you need, pet? Is this what you want?"

[goodfellow]

"Yes," gasped Robin. "Yes, yes, Prometheus - is it good for you, I want you to come..."

[pecked_by_birds]

"It's perfect," Prometheus promised. "Come for me, dove. I want you to come. I want to feel you clench and twist. I want to witness as you tumble into ecstasy," he panted, his grip tightening just a bit more, making it just a bit harder to breathe.

[goodfellow]

Robin gasped again, this time for breath, and the hint of light-headedness coupled with Prometheus' words sent him hurtling over the edge. He came, a strangled sound escaping him.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus didn't let go until he was sure the puck was spent, only then releasing his throat in favour of catching hold of his hair as he began to thrust faster and faster.

"Robin," he panted, before grunting and spilling deep inside the other man.

[goodfellow]

Robin was breathing heavily now, and he moaned again as he felt Prometheus come. He collapsed onto the mattress, panting.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan lay atop him for a moment, then carefully slipped free and got to his feet. He vanished for a moment, but soon returned with a damp cloth. He'd already cleaned himself up, but he took his time cleaning Robin as well, tender and gentle as he took care of him.

[goodfellow]

When he was done, Robin pulled Prometheus down into his arms. "What do you want?" he murmured. "Anything. What can I do for you that is as perfect?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"You can lay with me," the titan said, "I cherish every night you're in my arms. ...Every day as well," he added with a faint smile.

[goodfellow]

Robin was quiet for a moment, then said, "Are you... sad, when I'm not here at night?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Sometimes, mostly when I choose to sleep. I'd rather sleep with you in my arms, but I know you have a life to live, people to see. I love you, all of you, pet. I accept that loving you comes with a few lonely nights," Prometheus said honestly.

[goodfellow]

"Do you ever..." Robin hesitated. "You needn't sleep alone, you know. You wouldn't have trouble finding someone to share a night with."