goodfellow | Prometheus

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."

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

"Thank you."

"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."

"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.

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

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."

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

"I'm not sure," the titan admitted. "It's a place I don't fully remember. I know it. I can see the handcrafted oak bedframe, the moss green blanket and off-white walls, but- I can't place it. It was home once, I think. It's full of books and papers, so surely it was home- But I can't recall when or where."

"If it feels unfinished it's probably because I should be in it," Robin said. "Let's go!"

The titan hummed, tidying the last of the mess before picking up his coat and following the puck out into the club.

"I walked," he said once they were outside, starting up the street. "You don't mind, do you?" he added, offering his arm.

"I do not," said Robin, and took his arm. "I'm feeling okay now."

"You look better, more colour to you now," Prometheus noted as they walked. "...Dare I ask that you consider taking a break from fucking vampires?"

"I hadn't fucked a vampire in a really long time..." Robin argued. Pause. "Until last week. But point taken."

"Yes, well, I've no interest in laying with a corpse, pet. I only ask for caution," Prometheus replied, pulling his keys out as they neared the shop and letting them in.

Robin could have explained what he found appealing about vampires, the danger being a big part of it, but he didn't think Prometheus really wanted to hear about it.

He walked in, looking around the shop while he waited for whatever Prometheus needed to do.

Prometheus headed up to the flat and after a moment called out.

"Robin? Come see," he called.

In putting his paints away he'd uncovered an older canvas- A painting of a place he did recall. A place he'd once called home in America.

"Do you remember?" he asked, looking over at the puck once he'd joined him. "I loved that farm. You were never keen I don't think. Too far from the city for your liking, I'm sure."

"Ah yes," said Robin, and slipped his arms around Prometheus from behind, put his chin on his shoulder. "I only went there to see you."

"Good to know- I did worry sometimes you were only there for the goats," the titan teased, turning in Robin's hold to face the puck. "Your visits are my most treasured memories from that time," he said, pulling Robin closer and starting to dance with him, even though there was no music.

They were treasured memories for Robin, too, though tainted... because as with every period of time they'd spent together before this one, it had ended badly.

But he didn't say that, not wanting to remind him. So he just danced.

"You are perfection, do you know that? From the bow of your lip to the curve of your backside, you're art come to life, dove," the titan said.

A smile curved over Robin's lips. "Oh, do go on," he purred.

"You don't need to be told you're beautiful, you already know. I do think, however, you could be reminded that you're clever and witty, a joy to be around..." the titan went on.

Robin knew he was that, too, even if he tended to assume that people liked him for other reasons.

"So are you, you know," he said softly. "Beautiful. And clever, and kind, and brave..."

"Such kind words, dove," the titan said softly, dipping the puck and then kissing him soundly.

Robin made a sound of pleasure into the kiss. "And hot," he said breathlessly when it broke. "And sexy."

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