The sensation of the pin pricks sent a visible shiver through Robin. It didn't hurt; it simply felt. It felt like that very edge of pain, the just-before. Which in a way was much more erotic, and right now, infinitely maddening. Especially when Thomas was just barely touching his cock, feather-light not-quite-there fingers.

He felt an even stronger spark of lust, the kind he could tell was coming more from Thomas than himself. And it felt like a fucking orgasm on wheels.

"Can I keep you?" he moaned.