Willy

[goodfellow]

Robin kissed Willy back with interest, climbing on top of him and pressing him hard into the mattress.

When it broke he said, "What's your safe word? And tell me your limits."

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[willysilver]

He held Rob's waist lightly, breathless and tussled from the heat of the kiss.

"My what? Just don't stop. And don't kill me," he said as he frantically pulled at Rob's clothes.

[goodfellow]

Robin helped Willy remove his clothing, until he was completely naked, his cock completely hard. And then he pulled at Willy's until he was completely bare as well.

[willysilver]

As his clothes came off, Willy completely let go. No ego, no expectation. He was pliant and willing, touching Rob to keep his interest.

A chord sounded and he closed his eyes and smiled. Yes...this was a very good idea.

[goodfellow]

"Hmmmmm," Robin mused, and pinched one of Willy's nipples, hard. "What do you think? Hot wax? Knives? A paddle?"

[willysilver]

"Everything, puck. You've done it all, I'm sure. I wouldn't go to an amateur for this," he said, his eyes blown dark with desire as he looked at Rob.

[goodfellow]

"I hope you don't have anywhere to be," said Robin. "Because I intend to take my time. And just to be clear - " He dragged his fingertips along Willy's cock. "You aren't going to come for a long, long time."

[willysilver]

Willy honestly didn't care if he came or not. He simply took a breath and leveled a dark gaze on Robin.

"As you wish," he said and smiled. The glamour fell away for just a moment, revealing his true beauty and danger as his teeth showed, wicked sharp, behind the curve of his soft lips.

[goodfellow]

Robin smiled slowly. "Oh yes," he said. "Thank you for reminding me what dangerous beauty I have the opportunity to tame." He pinched his nipple again, harder.

[willysilver]

Pain sparked through him and he lifted his chest to chase Rob's touch. Willy groaned and gripped the sheet tight in his hand.

"Try to tame," he replied, panting softly.

[goodfellow]

"Turn over onto your stomach," said Robin, and moved away from him. He got off of the bed and walked over to a chest by the dresser, opened it up and started rooting around.

[willysilver]

He moved lazily, stripping down to nothing, then laid himself comfortably face down, eager to experience the puck's mastery.

If he was going to indulge, it would be with the best.