Felix sighed a long, satisfied moan, uncaring if anyone heard him. He, too, nearly hoped someone did.

Light fingertips brushed Robin's cheek as he sucked, lazily at first, and then with curious purpose. Felix's breathing quickened as he traced the lower curve of Robin's lip, grazed his own taut, hot skin with Robin's mouth wrapped around it. He groaned harder, feeling that, his cock shivering against Robin's tongue.

"Do you want me to come?" Felix whispered, sliding his fingers into the puck's luxurious thick curls.