for Thomas (NSFW)

[goodfellow]

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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 still didn't have the answer to his question, but if it would make Robin more willing to share, he'd go first, he supposed. "Incubus is one way of putting it, though it would be more accurate to say I'm a psychic vampire with...particular tastes." And wow, it felt strange to just say it, no hedging, no coyness. Lara would disown him for it, no doubt, but in a way it was kind of exhilirating, too. He always did like to be contrary.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

That was not a big surprise; it was all semantics, really, and Robin had gotten a pretty good idea for the mechanics of what Thomas was. "Oh?" he purred. "And how do I taste then?" His lips curled into a slow smile. "Let me guess. Like an all you can eat buffet?"

[raith_rogue]

Thomas licked his lips and then smiled faintly. "You could say that," he murmured. "So what are you, really? Fae?" Robin was nothing like the fairies he's met, but there was something about him...

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"I," said Robin, "am a puck." Then he waved a hand dismissively and added, "And all right, fae I suppose is as close as any - closer than human anyway - but we don't flounce around in one of the courts or all that nonsense. Free agents, and older and smarter and far more handsome besides."

[raith_rogue]

"Good." Thomas nodded in approval. He wasn't terribly fond of Summer or Winter, mostly on Harry's behalf. "That's settled, then." He relaxed a little, because if Robin was fae...there was pretty much no chance he could do any lasting damage, no matter what they did.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Now that that's established," Robin said, and then swallowed the rest of his wine, setting the glass on the bar behind him, "why don't you tell me how it works, this voodoo that you do so well."

[raith_rogue]

Oh, that. Thomas really didn't want to talk about that. "Is that important? Or would you rather just enjoy the benefits?" He finished his own glass and set it down, straightening and moving closer, the demon struggling, trying to claw its way into control.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Important? Well, I suppose that depends on what the answer is, isn't it?" Robin reached out and threaded his fingers through Thomas' hair, desire spiking through him. Oh yes, he was already a fan of the benefits.

"Danger gets me off, sunshine," he purred, even as he felt himself getting hard again. "If something wants to eat me I probably want to fuck it. I like things that are very bad for me. But I'm being uncharacteristically forthright and offering you full disclosure here, and if your little trick is going to do something unpleasant in the not sexy way to me then I want to know about it."

[raith_rogue]

"I really doubt I can do anything more than make you a little tired," Thomas drawled, ducking his head to brush a few light, delicious kisses over Robin's neck. "And it'll be so much fun to try," he added in a whisper laden with suggestion.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin groaned and tilted his head a little, giving Thomas better access to his neck. "Good enough for me," he said, voice a bit stilted, and reached down to curl his fingers around the man's wrist. "Bedroom. Now."

[raith_rogue]

"If you insist," Thomas purred, kissing him deeply and groaning a little at the sweet taste of the seemingly-neverending energy coming from him.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin practically dragged him into the bedroom, which revealed an absolutely enormous bed. "It's specced for orgies," he said breathlessly, since the subject usually came up.

He yanked Thomas closer to him then and licked the side of his neck. "So is this a you want what I want sort of thing, because I should warn you, I can want a lot."

[raith_rogue]

Ohhh, it had been far too long since Thomas had been in an orgy. Since before Justine...yeah, that wasn't a good place to go mentally right now.

He arched against Robin, tilting his head as his hands got busy undoing Robin's pants. "So can I," he answered breathlessly, fingers caressing beneath the waistband of Robin's pants as they parted, gliding over the skin and getting nearly a jolt of energy just from that. "...Empty Night, especially with you."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Especially with me," Robin purred in agreement. "And empty is going to be the last word you'll use to describe tonight, slugger. Just think of me as the all you can eat buffet. An extremely handsome buffet." As soon as his pants were unfastened he swung his hips and they fell down, and he stepped out of them.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas licked his lips, just taking a moment to savor the sight. "No argument there," he whispered, losing his own pants and shirt quickly.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Outside of the store dressing room, and all the time in the world, Robin stood back and gave Thomas a once-over.

After a moment he said, "Typically I take issue with people who are prettier than me," he said. "It doesn't happen often, but there you have it. I suppose I'm willing to make an exception."

[raith_rogue]

Thomas laughed and pulled Robin close again, hands skimming lightly up his sides. "Compliment accepted. And if it's any comfort, the margin is very slim, even I will admit." He hummed with pleasure, grazing his lips along Robin's jaw to suck gently beneath his ear.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin groaned softly and rolled his hips obscenely, feeling that unnatural buzz of pleasure just from the simple touch - okay, actually much more now that he let his cock brush against Thomas' skin.

"I could ask you what you want, but I'll bet it hardly matters, does it? Oh, decisions, decisions." His mind flashed almost of its own accord to an image of being tied to the bed while Thomas was strong and beautiful on top of him. Then to Thomas on his hands and knees, Robin behind him, a hand in his hair. Decisions.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas groaned as his demon snatched those images from Robin's thoughts, all but blaring them at him. Yes, yes, we love this one... "God, tell me you have ties or cuffs or...do you know how long it's been?" he growled against Robin's neck, forcefully suppressing memories of Justine, his lovely Justine, tied up in satin and writhing for him, for them...yeah, new memories probably weren't a bad idea, at that.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Ties, cuffs, ropes, scarves... you name it, I've got it." Robin curled his fingers in Thomas' hair for a moment, gasping a short little breath before finally forcing himself to pull away.

Then he slid down onto the bed and pointed to the wardrobe beside the dresser.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas nodded and licked his lips, making a beeline for the wardrobe and yanking it open.

"Welcome to Shangri-La," he murmured as he scanned the contents, sounding pleasantly impressed. "Anything else you'd like me to grab while I'm in here? I think I might find Narnia in the back..." He was already fondling the satin ties, picturing them cinched tight on Robin's wrists.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Puppy, I have a feeling that whatever you want to do, you will be very, very good at it," Robin purred, settling himself comfortably against the pillows. "I leave myself in your capable hands."

[raith_rogue]

"...Puppy?" Thomas repeated, glancing over with a wry twist to his lips. He shook his head and went back to inspecting the treasure chest he'd just opened, remarking at least half-teasingly, "You must have a ball gag in here somewhere, right? --Ooooh." He draped the ties he'd pulled out over one arm and reached for the Wartenberg wheel he'd just spotted.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Why is everyone always wanting to gag me?" Robin whined, and squirmed a little on the bed, especially when he saw what Thomas had picked up.

[raith_rogue]

"I'm beginning to suspect it's the only way to stop your mouth running." Something the gregarious puck had in common with his brother. "On the other hand, it would be a shame to not leave it free for other activities, unless you leave me no choice." He grinned and grabbed a gag, just to keep it near at hand, and moved to the bed to deftly affix the silky ties to the headboard, setting the wheel and gag on the nightstand where he could get to both easily. "Let's keep it simple, this time," he murmured, taking one of Robin's arms and securing it at the wrist as he nuzzled along its length, his demon gleefully tasting the energy coming from Robin once again. "Maybe if we do this again we can play with some of your other toys." And ohhhh, does Thomas ever want to do this again. And again. It was dangerous just how much he wanted this man. Maybe for both of them.