for Thomas

[goodfellow]

It was perhaps two in the afternoon, and Robin was in his apartment waiting for Thomas. The place was messier than usual - mostly because he hadn't gotten a new housekeeper yet. He should do that, he just... hadn't gotten around to it. It had nothing to do with the fact that he last one had tried to kill him.

Half an hour ago, Robin had called the salon. He'd said only: "I took the afternoon off. If you do too, I'll blow you before you can can get more of a foot into my apartment." To his credit, he'd at least made sure that Thomas was the one who'd answered the phone, but he hadn't waited for a response before he'd hung up.

Maybe it was his way of showing that he had some power over Thomas... or maybe he just really wanted a cock in his mouth. Either way, when there was a knock at the door, he opened it, yanked Thomas inside by his shirt, and dropped immediately to his knees.

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[raith_rogue]

Thomas felt Robin's hand find the beads and inhaled sharply, his movements speeding up. "Fuck yes," he panted, kissing an erratic path along Robin's jaw, onto his neck.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"I want you to come," Robin groaned, pulling out just one single bead. "I'm going to be absolutely dripping with it..."

[raith_rogue]

Thomas groaned softly as he felt the bead slide free, pushing him rapidly toward orgasm. "You're so fucking hot..." he gasped, burying his free hand in Robin's hair as he kissed him hungrily, so close...

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"I am," Robin agreed. He could almost feel how close Thomas was as well, and as he started to pull out more of the beads, one by one, he let himself go, shuddering and coming once more, despite the small amount of come that actually made its way onto Thomas' hand.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas arched his back and cried out Robin's name as he came, feeling like it was going on and on as the beads slid free one after another.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin loved the sound of his name from Thomas' lips. In appreciation, he dug the nails of his free hand into Thomas' back as he pulled out the beads. And when it was over, he sank back into the mattress, the beads clattering to the floor as they slipped from his limp fingers.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas sighed and relaxed against Robin for a few seconds, then pulled away and collapsed on his side next to him. "Okay, that's probably good until tomorrow morning," he murmured, resting a hand on Robin's chest.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin's eyes were already closed. "We'll negotiate in the morning." Not that he would ever turn down sex.

[raith_rogue]

"Mmhmm." Thomas smiled and reached down to pull the blanket up over them both. He had a pretty good idea how the negotiations would go, though Robin would be sore enough that he'd probably just stick to blowjobs.