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goodfellow) wrote2010-12-26 11:48 pm
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for Thomas (NSFW)
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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.
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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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.
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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.
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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.
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He grabbed one of the bottles and rubbed it generously on both hands, one curling around Robin's cock again, squeezing and slowly stroking as he pressed a finger on the other hand inside him, panting a little.
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His body arched a little. "You can feel it, can't you? My desire? Fuck. Tell me, what do I taste like?"
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