Prometheus

[goodfellow]

When Robin called Prometheus, his words were a little slurred. "Hey baby," he managed. "Can you come to the club? I've lost a lot of blood and I need someone to stay with me and make sure I don't die."

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[goodfellow]

When the kiss broke, Robin looked down again. "All right, yes, get dinner."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Thank you," the titan said softly, pressing another kiss to the puck's forehead. "Finish your juice, love."

Getting to his feet he pulled out his mobile and put in an order, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt as he wandered to the window. It looked as though he was simply admiring the city, but in truth he was looking for signs of Robin's attacker.

[goodfellow]

Robin drank the juice, feeling like a dumbass. And he really didn't like this feeling. "What are you looking at?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"I'm just making sure no one's lurking," the titan admitted, glancing back at the puck.

[goodfellow]

"You think she'll come back wanting more?" Robin said with a grumpy snort.

[pecked_by_birds]

"She might intend to turn you," the titan replied, looking back out the window. "As dashing a vampire as you might make, I do prefer you as you are, dove."

[goodfellow]

Robin blinked. That hadn't even occurred to him. "Why on earth would she have wanted to do that?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"I'm not privy to the whims of strangers. It's just a thought. ...A worry," Prometheus frowned.

[goodfellow]

"I think it was pretty clear that my blood was all she wanted from me," Robin said, and the got to his feet, a little shaky. Then sat down hard again.

It wasn't just a blow to his pride. Though he was biting back the emotion, he felt violated, too. He wasn't accustomed to being overpowered, and he didn't like it. He winced and rubbed at his upper arm, realizing there was a bruise blossoming there.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Careful, petal," Prometheus soothed. "Why don't you put your feet up?" he suggested softly, wandering over and stroking Robin's hair.

[goodfellow]

Robin was barefoot (he was literally only wearing trousers, nothing underneath either), so he turned himself on the couch again so that he was sitting up, against Prometheus, but stretched out.

"I don't know why this is so upsetting," he sighed, feeling silly.

[pecked_by_birds]

"You were betrayed, harmed, in a place you deem safe," the titan said softly.

[goodfellow]

"I've been betrayed and harmed a thousand times," Robin mumbled. Then he sighed. "She didn't even have to use a glamour. I let her in here, I let her bite me. I thought I was in control, and then when she took too much... she was stronger than me. I couldn't fight her off."

[pecked_by_birds]

"It was foolish," the titan agreed, slightly scolding.

[goodfellow]

"You never do this kind of thing," Robin said, slumping a little against him.

[pecked_by_birds]

"I live a very different life, petal. I have my shop, my books, my art, and you. I need little more," Prometheus said, stroking the puck's hair.

[goodfellow]

Robin groaned and closed his eyes. "How is it possible that you don't resent me?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Love, petal. I love you," Promethus said softly. "I could never resent you."

[goodfellow]

Robin suddenly thought of Fin, of all things. Well, Fin and Hex.

"You never... you never feel like you need me to yourself?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"You'd get bored and things would sour," Prometheus said. "And I've never minded sharing. Life is so very long for us, to be alone together wouldn't be ideal."

[goodfellow]

"But what about you?" Robin twisted a little so that he could look up at him. "Are you...?"

Because now he was thinking of how he'd judged Fin for suggesting that he wanted to sleep with other people but felt uncomfortable with Hex doing so.

[pecked_by_birds]

"For now, pet, I am content," Prometheus assured him softly. "Should that change, I assure you I'll let you know."

[goodfellow]

Robin lowered his head again, and closed his eyes. "I'd do anything for you," he said softly.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus kissed the top of the puck's head.

"And I you, dove," he promised.

[goodfellow]

"There's really nothing you need from me?" Robin asked, suddenly almost pleading. "Nothing at all?" He just wanted to feel like he was doing something right for Prometheus. And not just... calling him to pick up the pieces because he'd fucked up, or fucked someone.