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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[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.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Of course," the titan agreed, leading him up to the small loft area where a simple bed was made up on the floor.

[goodfellow]

Robin hadn't bothered to put any clothes back on, so he lay down on the bed naked and slid under the sheets. "I'll be all better in the morning," he promised.

[pecked_by_birds]

"I know you will, pet," Prometheus replied, stripping down the rest of the way before slipping into bed beside him. "You're nothing if not willful," he teased softly.

[goodfellow]

Robin immediately threw a leg across his body and curled up against him. "Thank you for coming to make sure I didn't die."

[pecked_by_birds]

"I'll always come when you call," Prometheus assured him, slipping an arm around him to hold him close.