Mylon

[goodfellow]

Robin was actually a little surprised by how easy it had been to turn down Fox's offer. Well not easy, maybe, but he... wasn't upset about it. He didn't feel like he'd given something up. He was just kind of glad to be heading back through the only slight drizzle of rain now to the pub, where he knew Mylon would be.

Perhaps because the rain had just let up and the people who had gathered there to get out of it had headed out, there was hardly anyone there when he walked in. He went behind the bar, and wrapped his arms around Mylon from behind. His damp curls tipped in front of the elf's face. "Hi."

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[mylon]

Mylon looked surprised, then blushed as he laughed. "I... Well, I suppose I could be," he chuckled.

[goodfellow]

Robin smiled, and brushed his lips to his ear. "If you're hungry, I don't want to deprive you, but if not... perhaps you could lock up and we could be alone?"

[mylon]

Mylon blushed again, then nodded, giving Robin a quick kiss on the forehead before moving to do just that. He didn't rush, but he did seem to move a bit faster than normal as he tied up and locked up for the night.

"Winter?" he called, only for the pixie to appear a moment later. "Oh, hello, have you had supper?"

The pixie yawned, then stretched. "No. I want fruit."

"I can get you fruit," Mylon assured him, heading to the kitchen and returning with a small bowl of berries and chopped bananas. "Robin and I are off to bed. Don't stay up too late, alright?"

Winter raised a brow, then nodded. "Okay," the pixie agreed sweetly.

[goodfellow]

Robin watched him, and smiled as he saw that he seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.

"Good night then, Winter," he said.

[mylon]

Winter was eating, but offered a wave as Mylon took Robin's hand and gently tugged him along.

[goodfellow]

Robin was grinning from ear to ear as he found himself pulled into Mylon's bedroom. He nudged the door closed with his foot once they were inside, and then pushed Mylon back against the door. "I got all wet just to come back to you," he murmured.

[mylon]

Mylon smiled, then leaned in and kissed him softly.

"I'm touched," he said. "Truly."

[goodfellow]

“Before you it would have been different,” Robin said, and leaned in to kiss his neck. “I’d be in some room somewhere with the guy I met at the bar. But this is better.”

[mylon]

"Good, I'm glad," Mylon said. "Because I want you here, I like having you here."

He stroked Robin's hair, tucking it behind his ears. "Things are better when you're here, love."

[goodfellow]

“I do not think that the man I met at the bar would have said that,” Robin said softly. “I like that you… like me. I like that you call me love.”

[mylon]

"Love is what you are," Mylon assured him. "Precious and needed- Love," he said again.

[goodfellow]

Robin felt his cheeks go a little warm. But he didn’t say anything, not sure what to say. And instead began to unbutton Mylon’s shirt slowly.