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]

Remus kept kissing him for a minute, and then said, "I'm not scared, I just... believe you."

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus nodded a little, stroking Robin's hair again.

"We'll eat here, then I'll take you home," he decided.

[goodfellow]

Robin wanted to jump him, or whatever the romantic, love-filled version of jumping him was. But Prometheus was right; there was a decent chance he'd pass out if he didn't get some food in him.

So he nodded. "Okay."

[pecked_by_birds]

Smiling, the titan stroked the puck's cheek with his knuckles.

"Come here, let me drink from your lips again before I go see if our meal has arrived," he coaxed softly.

[goodfellow]

Robin leaned in and kissed him, deep, making a soft sound of contentment.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus le the kiss linger, before finally pulling away and gently tapping Robin on his backside.

"Rest, I'll be back shortly with our dinner," he promised, getting up and heading to the front. He knew the staff here well, and knew exactly who to speak with. It wasn't long until he'd returned with a bag of piping hot chinese takeaway.

"Here we are pet, let me sort you a plate," he said.

[goodfellow]

Robin had taken the opportunity to go into the bathroom and splash water on his face, and then put his shirt and shoes back on.

He sat back on the couch and smiled at Prometheus. "You should't be so nice to me when I do stupid things," he said. "How will I learn?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"I fear if you were going to learn you'd have done so centuries ago," the titan tutted, though his tone was light.

Filling a plate, he passed it over before filling his own.

"Besides, I'm too old to be bothered with teaching. I'm well past retirement, don't you think?"

[goodfellow]

"That's why I gave up on virgins," Robin quipped, and took a bite.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Gave up or got bored?" the titan countered mildly, sitting down and starting to eat. "Not to be a nag, petal, but you do seem to be lacking direction of late. Perhaps you need a project."

[goodfellow]

"The club is doing better than ever," Robin pointed out.

[pecked_by_birds]

"You clearly need more than the club, pet. Why not open a second? This one practically runs itself at this point, doesn't it?"

[goodfellow]

Robin knew Prometheus was right. The issue was that the club was doing so well that it wasn't challenging him. He was bored.

"Another club," he murmured. "Maybe something slightly different."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Something niche or more exclusive?" the titan suggested as he scooped up some noodles with his chopsticks.

[goodfellow]

"Well, of course... the first thing that came to mind was formalizing the back room at Saturnalia. The sex club scene in London leaves a bit to be desired." He offered Prometheus a sheepish smile. "That probably wasn't what you had in mind."

[pecked_by_birds]

"I had nothing in mind, petal. Do what brings you joy," the titan said between bites.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed contently. "You're perfect," he said.

Then after another bite, tilted his head thoughtfully and asked, "Out of curiosity... is there anything I could do to make you jealous?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"My brother," Prometheus replied simply and honestly. "But you have better taste than that."

[goodfellow]

Robin couldn't help but laugh at that. "Literally the only thing he has going for him is his good lucks," he teased. And then leaned over and kissed Prometheus' cheek. "It's good to know there's some boundary. I promise you I will certainly not cross it."

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan offered a hint of a smile at the kiss.

"Thank you."

[goodfellow]

"Can we go home now?" Robin asked, feeling better now that he had some food in him. "When you're so nice to me I just want to rip your clothes off."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Yes, alright. Do you mind if we stop by my shop first? I was up in the apartment painting when you rang. I don't want my paints to dry out," The titan replied, starting to tidy away dinner. "Also, I'd rather you didn't rip this shirt," he teased.

[goodfellow]

"Whatever you like," Robin said. "I'm the one who disrupted your evening."

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan tutted. "That you did. I was quite enjoying my evening. A little music and a fresh set of oils to brush over a new canvas."

[goodfellow]

"What are you painting?" Robin asked as he got to his feet and stretched like a cat.