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goodfellow) wrote2020-08-01 06:07 pm
Prometheus
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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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.
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But right now... he was mostly distracted by his own. "Baby..." he moaned, sliding a hand into Prometheus' hair.
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Prometheus simply moved faster, focused on Robin's pleasure as he coaxed the puck closer and closer to the edge.
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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?"
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"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.
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"Show me in the morning," the titan said, offering a hand to pull the puck to his feet.
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"Of course," the titan agreed, leading him up to the small loft area where a simple bed was made up on the floor.
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"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.
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"I'll always come when you call," Prometheus assured him, slipping an arm around him to hold him close.