for Neal and later Thomas

[goodfellow]

When Robin came, he thrust so hard into Neal that the table lurched and the crystal vase crashed to the floor, shattering. He didn't care. They'd only gotten there about an hour ago, but the place was already a wreck, since the second they'd closed the door behind them, it had been a flurry of debauchery. Starting with Robin shoving Neal back against the table by the door so that he could blow him, knocking off the bowl with his keys and wallet in the process. Then shoving all of the books and wine glasses off of the coffee table and onto the floor so that Neal could sit on it while he blew Robin. And then the kitchen table, the one with the vase - Neal bent over it while Robin fucked him with great abandon. He was glad Neal knew he wasn't human so that he didn't have to pretend to have a normal refractory period.

How had they gotten here? Well, they'd run into each other in the gym at the gentleman's club, and Robin had explained to Neal about how there was no longer anyone trying to kill him. And he'd have to figure out some other way to pay off his debt since he no longer needed information about hits out on him in the city. Neal had suggested dinner - celebratory, of course. And Robin had suggested that him paying for it would be a nice dent in the debt, especially with the way Robin could drink.

A significant bar tab sized dent into that debt later, they'd gone back to Robin's place. And Robin intended to take advantage of it. He was feeling especially... vigorous, that night. And he hadn't fucked anyone but Thomas in longer than he wanted to admit, and was ready to make up for it.

He pulled out of Neal and groaned. "We have got to stop breaking things."

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[raith_rogue]

Okay, this could be fun. Now that Thomas had gotten over his initial surge of jealousy, the evening was getting far more promising. He reached back and rubbed Neal's hip, then pulled away to crawl onto the bed at Robin's side, kneeling next to him and looking down at Robin with a little smile. "You really do look amazing when you're tied up, you know," he murmured quietly before leaning in to kiss Robin, light and teasing at first, then harder, more hungry, his hand moving lightly along Robin's side.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, the evening had gotten much more promising... not that it hadn't been already.

"Jesus fuck," he gasped when Neal pulled the rope, but then moaned shamelessly into the kiss, tensing against the bonds and trying without much success to get more contact with Thomas, more of their bodies together.

[tocatchacon.livejournal.com]

Neal stretched out on Robin's other side, tangling his leg between his thighs. Since the puck's mouth was occupied, he trailed kisses down the center of his chest, teasing the rope as he inched his way down.

[raith_rogue]

Thomas broke away from the kiss to smile at Neal, and then leaned in to tilt Neal's chin up, away from Robin's skin for another kiss as his fingers moved over Robin's hip, grazing his inner thigh.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin made a strangled, needy sound in the back of his throat. They were so close, and they were kissing each other instead of him. That was just wrong. Hot but wrong.

"There are three cocks here, why are none of them being used?" Robin said between gritted teeth.