for Thomas (NSFW)

[goodfellow]

[continued from here]

When the man's pants fell to the floor, Robin's eyes slid downward as his tongue skated over his lips. "Oh is that what I'm saying?" he teased in response to the comment about eating him.

And with a little swivel of his hips, his own pants dropped. He wasn't wearing underwear, which wasn't unusual.

He looked back up with an expression that clearly read: Please, no applause.

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[raith_rogue]

Thomas glanced down briefly, eyebrows raising as he smirked appreciatively. "If I'm wrong feel free to correct me," he answered, unable to keep his hands to himself, fingers curling around the other man's cock, stroking light and slow, taking a deep breath--and a deep taste. Which was a little strange, because no matter how deeply he tasted, he never felt a dip in energy, not in the slightest.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Oh. Nnnngh.

What Robin had felt before, that unnatural tug of lust, got even stronger when fingers wrapped around his cock. Whatever the guy was doing to him, it was designed to feel good. On the one hand, Robin agreed wholeheartedly with that strategy; on the other, things designed to feel that good were usually very, very bad for you.

In fact, the lust wasn't the only kind of tug he felt inside, when he paid attention.

"Somehow I don't think I'm the one doing the snacking here," he murmured, and bent his head to drag his teeth across the man's throat.

[raith_rogue]

Okay, Thomas had already made a note to ask a few questions after his Hunger was slaked, but that comment was impossible to ignore. His breath caught briefly and he whispered in the man's ear, "Clearly we need to talk." He nipped at the lobe, tightening his grip, stroking a little faster, as he added a growled, "Later." Because right now the Demon didn't care who or what the other man was, whether he could feel the feeding or not. It was Hungry and it wanted to be fed. And really, to be honest, he wanted this, too. The completely sexual and not in any way related to being a monster part, anyway.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin was extremely grateful for that tacked on "later" because he would have protested vigorously if there was any indication of stopping at this point.

"Later," he agreed, and growled a little at the bite on his earlobe as he slid a hand between them and took the other man's cock in hand. Oh, but it was a thing of beauty, really. The entirety of the man was perfectly formed, from head to toe.

It took some effort to keep his voice down, and honestly Robin wasn't sure how they'd managed to escape the attention of anyone else in the store thus far.

[raith_rogue]

It was good that they hadn't been interrupted; at this point Thomas would likely end up just pulling anyone else who tried to come in into the mix, and that could be awkward later. He groaned quietly, giving an encouraging little twist of his hips as he continued to stroke. He wanted more, a lot more, but given the location and the situation this might have to do. This time, his demon added gleefully as he allowed himself to feed more deeply than he had in a while.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin wanted a hell of a lot more too, and as he continued to stroke, bending his head to suck lightly at the man's neck, visions of all the numerous and varied more things he would like to do danced through his head. Robin was nothing if not thorough when it came to his sexual tastes. You name it, he liked it, and right now he liked it with this guy.

[raith_rogue]

Empty Night, but those flashes of inspiration were hard to ignore. Also hard to pull off in a dressing room without someone investigating, most of them, but oh so tempting to both sides of Thomas. He growled quietly and dragged the other man's mouth back to his, kissing him heatedly as he sped his hand, stroking the enticingly well-endowed cock with swift, sure motions.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Oooh." Robin let his head loll back against the wall when he kiss broke, letting himself focus on the magnificent hand on his cock. A skilled hand, yes, but something behind it too, something unnatural, something that wanted very much for him to... "Zeus's balls," he groaned, and nearly forgot about his own stroking in that moment, so caught up was he in the damn near perfect handjob he was on the receiving end of. "That is - "

He didn't finish his sentence, because he was too busy coming all over the man's lovely, long-fingered hand. And with Robin's own free hand, the one that wasn't still stroking a near perfect cock, he brought his forearm up to his mouth and sank his teeth into his sleeve just to keep himself from screaming.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas shuddered at the rush of energy that accompanied the man's climax, his breathing growing harsh and heavy as it pushed him over the edge, his eyes glowing white and skin faintly luminescent, though it would be hard to see as he buried his face against the other's shoulder, stifling his own groans as he came.

He waited a few moments, letting the Otherness of his appearance fade before he pulled his face away, habit as much as anything.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin caught only a glimpse, and didn't faze him in the slightest; he was assuming at this point that the man was some sort of incubus, and considering that the succubi he'd met in his time were kind of snake-like and terrifying, unless the guy sprouted scales he was going to be a huge step up.

Taking a deep breath to try to calm his own labored breathing, he reached down and picked up the only available cloth with which to clean them up - which was the shirt that Thomas had been wearing earlier.

"You may want to tell them you'll wear it out," he said with a smirk, nodding to the purple shirt Thomas had brought in. "And I changed my mind, I think it's good on you after all. Now. Are you going to buy me that drink?"

[raith_rogue]

Thomas grimaced a little and took the shirt, finding a clean spot and wiping himself off, then balling it up to discard. He tossed it on the hard bench build into the wall and pulled the purple shirt off of the hanger, glancing at himself in the mirror. "Oh, definitely." It was a response to all three comments, as he pulled the ticket from the shirt and then deftly buttoned it up.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin tucked himself neatly back into his pants, straightened them, and buttoned his shirt, looking immaculate once again.

"I'll do you one better," he purred. "Instead of buying me a drink you can just pour me one. At my place, which is conveniently not far from here at all." His tongue skated over his upper lip and he added, "Besides, if we're going to have a little chat maybe best to not have it in public, hmm, sunshine?"

[raith_rogue]

It was actually a good suggestion--somewhere private where they could talk, because they clearly both had some questions, and the answers to some of them could be quite important. "I don't think anyone has ever called me 'Sunshine' before, but I won't hold it against you," he replied with a smirk and a good-natured eyeroll. "It's a deal." But first he had to buy the shirt and ditch the mess, so he unlocked the door and sauntered out into the main area of the store, shoving the soiled ball of fabric into a trash bin just inside the fitting room area. "I did like that one," he murmured mournfully as he strode for the registers.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you strike me as a man who looks good in anything," Robin said, maybe even a touch smug, as he trailed after him. "By the way, I suppose if we're to continue off together now would be an appropriate time to ask your name."

[raith_rogue]

"It's true," Thomas answered, to both observations. He held the tag out to the somewhat flustered cashier to remove from the sleeve as he all but ignored her, turning to look at his new companion. "I'm Thomas."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Thomas. It seemed so terribly ordinary for whatever he was.

"Robin," said Robin. He had a feeling 'Rob Fellows' wasn't going to get him far with this one, so why bother?

He paid enough attention to the cashier for both of them, winking at her. "Doesn't my friend look dazzling in purple?"

[raith_rogue]

The girl fumbled the credit card she was trying to handle back to Thomas, nodding mutely, a little overwhelmed by the two men at once. Thomas pressed his lips together to keep his laughter to himself, signing the slip of paper she offered with a flourish. "Come on, Robin. Let's go get that drink."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin's eyes flicked to the receipt just long enough to get a glimpse at Thomas' last name, and he filed it away out of habit.

Not that he couldn't have picked his pocket in an instant if he'd wanted to know.

"You're in luck," he said as he swept away from the counter, assuming Thomas would follow. "I'm in walking distance. I like to conveniently locate myself near expensive stores and loud clubs."

[raith_rogue]

And follow Thomas did, intrigued to say the least. "Having just met you, I find that completely believable," he replied with a chuckle, tucking his hands casually into his pockets as he strode just behind and to one side of Robin.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Well now you know what I like," Robin said, glancing sidelong at him as they walked. "Why don't you tell me what you like?"

[raith_rogue]

"...Money, and the things you can buy with it," Thomas replied with a smirk. It was...well, not untrue, but much more shallow than the whole truth, but Robin would have to earn more than the shallow facade he had spent his life hiding behind.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I can relate to that," Robin said, which was a convenient statement just as they rounded the corner to his clearly expensive building. He waved a hand at the doorman, who opened the door and didn't so much as bat an eye at Robin's company.

"Though," Robin added as they walked into the lobby toward the elevator, "I imagine there are a great many things you can get without paying for them."

[raith_rogue]

"Is that a personal 'you' or a general 'you'?" Thomas asked, not even bothering to glance around. One expensive building was much like another, after all.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you in particular," Robin said, and reached out and took Thomas' hand, pulling him into the elevator and hitting the button parked "P."

The doors closed and he yanked Thomas against him. "You seem to have a real way with people."

[raith_rogue]

Thomas arched an eyebrow, jaw tightening almost imperceptibly as he fought to keep his demon in check at the renewed contact. "...That's one way to put it," he answered wryly, his hands moving to rest on Robin's hips.