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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[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.

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"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.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin let out a shameless little moan as soon as his hands were bound. Everywhere Thomas touched him buzzed with arousal; it was like a contact drug. "Hell, I'll give you a key to the cabinet," he said, arching up a little, trying to get more.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas would have laughed at that, but it came out as a low groan as he straddled Robin, leaning in press a row of kisses along his collarbone, his fingers running lightly up and down Robin's sides, along his arms, touching and tasting everywhere. "God, you taste so sweet," he breathed against warm skin.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Like honey?" Robin offered breathlessly. "Though if you're feeding off my lust I can only imagine that's better." He squirmed, impatient and demanding as Thomas' hands and lips moved lower. "Great Zeus' balls, don't stop there!"

[raith_rogue]

"Honey, yes. That too," Thomas murmured, taking a deep breath as if he was inhaling the scent of Robin. "And going slow isn't the same as stopping." He lifted his head to smile at Robin, his eyes silvery and slightly luminescent. "What's your hurry?"

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin jerked a little at his bounds, though it was mostly for show. "Oh, don't act like you're not just as hungry for more, kitten," he said. "And you've got me near fit to burst."

[raith_rogue]

"Haven't you heard of slow food? You enjoy the meal more if you take your time." But he moved lower, nipping and licking at Robin's skin, before adding, "Besides, I haven't even played with the lovely toy you have."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"I'm the all you can eat buffet, sunshine," Robin said, though it came out as a half moan. "You can just come back for seconds. And I have lots of toys. Choose your weapon."

[raith_rogue]

"I thought that was what I was doing," Thomas murmured, grazing his fingers lightly along the length of Robin's cock as he reached for the metal implement waiting on the nightstand.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Even if Thomas couldn't feel it, Robin probably wouldn't have been able to hide the desire that sparked through him at that. His pupils dilated, breathing momentarily shallow as his eyes followed Thomas' hand.

Robin was not a sub. He wasn't a dom either. He'd been completely honest when he told Thomas he got off on pretty much every kind of pleasure there was. But there were some things that he simply didn't get as often as others. Because honestly, the thought of a human seriously dominating him was usually laughable.

Thomas, on the other hand... Robin suddenly found himself wanting to fight him and wanting to lose. He wanted Thomas to torture and tease him, to use him, to hurt him. And though it was tame compared to some of the things Robin had hidden away, that little implement was a good start.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas wasn't usually into domination. The kine were helpless enough under the influence of Thomas' demon, he didn't need to do anything to further that. But this...in a way, this was safer. The chance of him losing control and killing Robin was slim.

So he let himself play with his food a little, running the pinwheel down Robin's arm first, just to judge the other's reaction, tightening his knees against Robin's hips to keep him nice and pinned, his fingers continuing to toy with him, brushing teasing touches along his length, letting his demon out just a little more.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

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.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas chuckled breathlessly, circling one of Robin's nipples with the wheel, then the other before drawing it in a line down the center of Robin's chest, his fingers finally doing more than teasing, curling around his cock and stroking loosely. "Funny, I was just wondering the same thing about you," he purred, licking his lips.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"I have a collar or two in there," Robin breathed, arching his body a little, straining against his bonds. "I'll wear one if you do."

[raith_rogue]

"Maybe next time." Right now Thomas had more important things to focus on. Like moving the wheel lower, stopping just above Robin's cock and leaning in to drag his tongue slowly along the underside. "...What, do you bathe in honey?" he asked before circling his tongue over the head.

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Robin let out a low groan, squirming a little. "I've never seen the likes of you before," he finally said, "and you've never seen the likes of me. That's how I taste. I'm a puck, darling boy. I was banging dryads while your ancestors were still swinging in trees."