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"I think we can get to your place faster than walking. Now that we're out of sight," he noted. Holding onto Robin, there was a faint shimmer and then they were gone.

When they appeared moments later in the living room of Robin's sizable condo, he blinked in surprise and then threw back his head and laughed, delighted. It had been some time since he'd felt the pull of magic like that, and it was like coming home in more ways than one.

A genuine smile on his face now that had nothing to do with charming his way into his pants, Robin threw his arms around Willy's neck and kissed him hard. "That was quite a trick," he said fondly.

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Robin was thinking much the same, and he dropped his lips to Willy's neck, kissing a line up to his ear. "You're divine," he murmured. "I bet your seed tastes like honey."

"Find out," he offered, relaxing more and more as Robin's lips moved over his skin.

Robin laughed and licked his lips. "Perhaps I'll do just that. Is that what you would like, agori mou, my lips wrapped around that princely scepter?"

"You say the sweetest things," Willy said with a smile. It was impossible not to be charmed by Robin. "I believe it is what I would like...for now."

Robin laughed again. "Well, you did provide me with that lovely new shirt, I suppose it's the least I can do..."

He climbed off of Willy and dropped to his knees, then pulled the other man closer to the edge of the bed before urging his legs apart and pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his inner thigh.

Willy groaned and closed his eyes. One hand drifted low to tangle in Robin's soft hair. Anticipation was almost better than the act. Almost.

Almost, certainly. Because with Robin, little compared to the act itself - or at least, he was thoroughly convinced of this fact.

He slid his mouth around Willy's... willy (oh, how that tickled him) and went about proving his worth in that regard.

The wet slide made him groan again...and then Willy remembered the bliss of being with ones who weren't mortal. Mortals had their charm, yes, but Robin was...

Oh, that was exquisite.

"Oak and Ash," he gasped, unable to keep still.

Yes, because the real advantage of being as old as Robin was that he'd had a lot of practice at this.

A lot of practice at this.

Feeling smug at Willy's gasp, he went about working his cock with all of those thousands of years of built-up skill. For him, this was a matter of pride. Well, that, and cockiness.

It had been far too long since Willy had been with anyone so skilled. Robin quickly tore him apart only to leave him just together enough to recover before it all began again.

"Robin," he moaned, his fingers curling tightly in the other man's hair. "Ama....amazing..."

Robin loved the sound of his own name. He had been completely serious about finding out how Willy tasted, and so he pulled back on the teasing and doubled his efforts.

"Robin, ohhh..."

Now that was just too much. Nothing in the world could have helped him hold back. Robin was far too talented and Willy was so very willing to let go. He thrust involuntarily as he spilled in the slick warmth of Robin's mouth and went still even as he gasped for breath.

Not honey, no, but still...

"Delicious," Robin appraised softly after he pulled away. He pressed his lips to Willy's thigh again. "Just as I thought."

Willy had to breathe deep to clear his head. The air seemed so thick suddenly. His fingers slipped from Robin's locks as he nearly melted into the bed.

"And now," he said after he'd recovered a bit, "Do I get to enjoy that weapon you wield?"

Robin's lips curled into a slow smile and he rose, standing between Willy's legs. His erection jutted from between his legs, brushing across Willy's thigh.

"Oh, I think so, yes," he purred. "Is that what you want?" The languid stance of Willy's body already had him feeling a little cocky.

He simply smiled and reached down, taking hold of Robin's monstrous cock and pulling him closer by it.

"It's very much what I want," he replied, spreading his legs a little more. "I have all the modern conveniences there in the drawer. Unless you'd prefer I work some...magic."

Which, from the shape of things, he was going to need to do anyway.

Robin made a low, rumbling noise that sounded almost like a purr. He glanced toward the nightstand, but then turned back to Willy, a smile twitching at his lips. "How positively practical. I think I should like to see that sort of magic."

Willy closed his eyes for a moment, a coy smile on his lips. When he looked at Robin again, it became a smirk.

"Not much to see," he said, then reached for the man's arms to guide his hands a little. "Just something to feel. Are you going to have me? Or are you just going to gloat that you have me on my back?"

Robin felt. And let out a low groan. "Very practical," he said, voice rasping a little, and then teased, "Especially when you're as lazy as I am. Skip the foreplay, straight to the main event..."

And then he slid his hands underneath Willy's legs and hauled him even farther to the edge of the bed so that when Robin shifted just so, his cock was poised at his entrance. "Also, I'm very fond of gloating."

"Of course you are," he gasped, every nerve in his body singing in anticipation. He was surprised to find just how much he wanted that massive thing in him-- and in him now.

"Please, Robin," he said roughly. "I want you."

"Oh, yes," Robin murmured. He locked eyes with Willy and slowly pushed into him. And when he was buried to the hilt and pressed flush against the other man, he didn't move just yet, just leaned in and murmured soft endearments in Greek against his ear.

There was an ecstasy in being filled like that that stole Willy's breath. He struggled to relax and enjoy it, his own body protesting the intrusion. It was just so much more than he'd had in...in ages.

"Please, Robin," he gasped sounding plaintive and just a bit pained. "Move, lover. I need more."

Robin chuckled low in the back of his throat. "And here I thought I was more than enough," he teased, and then slid his hands down to settle on Willy's hips, bracing himself as he began to move. Slow, steady thrusts, pulling perhaps halfway out before plunging back in. He groaned and closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of that tight heat sheathed around his cock.

Willy moaned wantonly, the motion all but consuming him. It was glorious. Like something he'd only felt in the wild times before he'd come to the city.

"Yes," he hissed, moving as much as he dared.

"Mmmmmm..." Robin moaned and picked up speed, just a touch. "You're delicious. Obviously it's been... nnnngh... far too long since I've been in the company of the fae." He braced one hand on Willy's shoulder then, and managed to slide the other between them to wrap his fingers around Willy's erection.

Another wanton moan passed his lips. He'd been mostly still until Robin took him in hand. He couldn't help but thrust into the grip, changing the angle of the man's cock enough to make him bark out a sharp cry that melted into a low groan.

"Too long," he agreed when he could form words. Yes. Far too long since he'd been with anyone remotely like this precious creature.

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