for Thomas

[goodfellow]

The night before, Robin had already felt like he had a hangover when he'd woken from unconsciousness, and when waking after the sleep of being utterly dead to the world, he didn't feel a lot better. He groaned and looked over at the clock, surprised at how late it was, how long he'd slept.

He forced himself to climb out of bed, and threw on Thomas' robe that was hanging above the door. Squinting into the daylight coming in through the windows in the main part of the apartment, he stumbled into the kitchen, intent on making coffee. Where the hell was Thomas anyway? He damn well should have brought him breakfast in bed.

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[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin slid off of the couch, onto his knees, the robe falling entirely off his body as he did so. He yanked down Thomas' pants the rest of the way and tossed them to the side.

Then he hooked his arms underneath his legs, pulling him farther up and spreading his legs. Then he proceeded to use his capable and talented tongue to lick him open.

[raith_rogue]

With a groan, Thomas slumped back against the couch, spreading himself even further as his fingers grasped for purchase against the slick leather. "Fuck..."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin had every intention of making Thomas fall to pieces as completely as he possibly could. His tongue worked at him with gusto, and one of his free hands skidding across is skin - his thighs, his stomach, even his cock. Even as he kept going, he lifted his eyes so that he could see Thomas' face.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas let out a breathless moan, brushing his fingers lightly through Robin's hair, his hips moving a little.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin pulled away, patting Thomas' ass lightly. "You," he said softly, "stay right there. Don't move. I'm going to get lube and then I'm going to fuck you into this fine leather couch."

[raith_rogue]

"I'll stay here, but I might move," Thomas answered with a smirk, reaching down to let his palm drift lightly along the length of his own cock. "So you'd better be fast."

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin licked his lips as he watched Thomas. "Only if you think of me," he purred, and moved back to the bedroom. Only to return a moment later with a bottle, though he stopped to watch Thomas rather than returning right away.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas grinned and watched Robin on his way out, checking out his ass. Once he was out of sight, Thomas let his eyes drift closed, fingers curled loosely around his cock, moving in slow strokes, just to tease himself while he waited. Yeah, this was much better than thinking about things.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin stood about two feet from Thomas, stark naked, looking down at him with an expression of pure hunger.

"Don't stop on my account," he purred.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas smiled up at him. "I didn't plan to," he promised, lazily rolling his hips, feet perched on the edge of the couch and legs still spread wide.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin watched him with clear hunger in his expression. "God you're a beautiful sight," he murmured, walking just close enough so that he could draw the fingers of one hand lightly along Thomas' calf. "That's right, touch yourself, baby. Do you know how hot that is? You are? I could get hard just conjuring this up in my memory later."

[raith_rogue]

"I hope you do," Thomas answered, still smiling. "But for now, how about you join in?" He reached his free hand out to take Robin's, tugging him closer. "Unless you just want to sit back and watch me get off instead."