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]

Robin laughed in delight, and wrapped his arms around his neck. "Oh please tell me you're planning on ravishing me," he teased.

[pecked_by_birds]

"It's always on my mind," the titan assured him, unbuttoning his shirt as he looked down at the puck.

[goodfellow]

Robin wet his lips. "Really? I like that."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Well, it's on my mind when you're around..." the titan said, honesty winning out over romance. "My mind's a busy place after all."

Shrugging his shirt off, he tossed it over the back of a nearby chair before starting to undress the puck.

[goodfellow]

Robin allowed Prometheus to remove his shirt, and then his trousers. "That's fine, I'll take that," Robin murmured. "Please undress me with your eyes whenever you like."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Noted, petal," the titan purred, carefully climbing atop him and beginning to kiss his way down Robin's chest.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed, and reached out to stroke Prometheus' hair. "God I want you," he whispered.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan hummed, lips moving lower and lower until they brushed against the other man's cock.

"How badly, pet?" he purred.

[goodfellow]

Robin sighed happily. "So badly... and I like it when you call me pet."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Mmm," the titan smiled. "My sweet precious puck."

[goodfellow]

"I am," Robin murmured. "I'm yours."

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus smiled, then took the other man's cock between his lips.

The titan was always slow and calm, as though he had all the time in the world to enjoy this. He was rarely frantic or rushed.

[goodfellow]

Robin closed his eyes for a moment and moaned softly... then opened them again because he wanted to see him.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus worked his lips over him with care, every flick of tongue and subtle shift calculated as he took his time pleasuring the puck.

[goodfellow]

"Oh god, Prometheus," Robin breathed, his breath growing quicker, almost panting.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus showed no signs of stopping, eager to feel the puck come undone. The titan was rarely interested in his own pleasure, what he valued most was seeing Robin let go.

[goodfellow]

If there was anything Robin had to complain about in their sex life it was that he wished Prometheus was a bit more interested in his own pleasure. Because Robin was terribly interested in it.

But right now... he was mostly distracted by his own. "Baby..." he moaned, sliding a hand into Prometheus' hair.

[pecked_by_birds]

Prometheus simply moved faster, focused on Robin's pleasure as he coaxed the puck closer and closer to the edge.

[goodfellow]

"Fuck, Prometheus," Robin gasped, and bucked his hips a little. He saw no need to hold back, so only gave a brief warning - "Oh god I'm - " before he came.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan swallowed him down as he came, enjoying every little gasp and twitch.

"There we are, pet," he soothed, kissing his way up Robin's hip, before scooting higher and claiming his lips. "You should rest now, it's been a hard night. Why don't I tuck you into bed? One night here isn't so dreadful, I hope?"

[goodfellow]

"Into bed with you?" Robin said hopefully. He was still in a bit of afterglow, sated but now focused on Prometheus.

[pecked_by_birds]

"If you like. Though I do insist you rest, dove," the titan said gently. "You lost a lot of blood tonight. If you want nightlong marathons, you need to take better care," he added, giving him a pointed look.

[goodfellow]

"But I wanted to show you how much I appreciate you," Robin grumbled.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Show me in the morning," the titan said, offering a hand to pull the puck to his feet.

[goodfellow]

"Sleep with me anyway though?" Robin asked as he got up.