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Anael

After their short exchange outside, Robin pulled Anael inside the club so that he could bring him to a back room and do exactly as they'd promised.

The music was loud, and there were a lot of people, many wearing less clothing than they had when they'd come in.

They paused by the bar because of a bottleneck of people, and then suddenly there was a hand on Robin's shoulder. He turned, not letting go of Anael's hand. There was an older man, attractive, wearing a nice suit. "Are you Rob?" he asked, voice tight. "The owner?"

"Sure," Robin said. "But as you can see, I've already got company. You'll have to stand in line."

And then suddenly there was a fist coming hard at Robin's face and everything exploded into pain.

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"Only briefly," Alcuin said. "Though I know him by reputation. We have a number of mutual friends... and now apparently one more. I don't think you'll have any trouble finding someone wanting to spend some time with the two of you..." He offered a little smile, almost shy.

"Would you like to?" Anael asked after taking a step closer, still holding Alcuin's hand between his.

Alcuin felt his heart start beating a little faster.

"I..."

He had always thought that he and Anael would sleep together eventually, given the right opportunity. He'd always wanted to.

"Robin," he finally said. "You vouch for him? He's... kind?"

He hadn't had a threesome since he'd done so professionally. But he'd actually enjoyed it, especially when it was with two people who cared about each other.

"He's..." Anael smiled. "Smug, and beautiful, and full of humour. He loves the connection of sex without wanting to admit to love. He's... lovely, and won't do a thing if it isn't clear both parties - or more - want it."

Alcuin enjoyed the fond way that Anael spoked of him. He wanted to ask if he loved him, but didn't want to risk asking an awkward question.

"And you want... me?" he asked. "Would he approve?"

"He told me to bring back anyone I wanted," Anael told him, and stroked his thumb over Alcuin's hand. "And you're so beautiful." He cupped his friend's face, and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his lips. "How could he not approve?"

Alcuin shivered.

"Okay," he said softly, and then met Anael's lips in a real kiss.

Anael stepped in more closely, meeting that kiss with equal parts love and desire. "Lovely," he murmured against Alcuin's lips, then smiled at him, and turned around to draw him backstage with the hand still holding his.

Robin was still on the bed, lazily stroking his cock, which was completely hard again. When he heard the door open, he looked up, and his brows arched up in surprise. But then his lips curved into a slow smile.

"Oh Anael," he purred. "When I give you a task you really do go all out, don't you?"

Alcuin, standing beside Anael in the doorway, looked down at the beautiful man on the bed, and... his absolutely enormous cock. He was actually speechless.

"Alcuin, meet Robin," Anael introduced them, after drawing the young man inside to click the door shut. "Robin, this is Alcuin." He stroked a comforting hand down Alcuin's back, then took his hand, and drew him towards the bed.

"I believe we've met briefly in the past," Robin said, letting go of his cock to sit up, not that he bothered to cover himself. He also was familiar enough with the young man's past. And Felix Harrowgate had mentioned him. And, of course, Robin had admired him from afar because, well, he did so enjoy beautiful things.

"Yes, it's nice to... see you again, Robin," Alcuin said, forcing his eyes up from his cock to his face. Then he turned his head to look at the man beside him, whom he knew as Hani. "Is Anael an endearment or a name?"

Oh, yes. Anael had not thought of that. "Both?" he offered with a smile. Not, actually, a lie. He drew Alcuin into a kiss, and held a hand out to Robin for him to stand up and join them. They would have to take both Alcuin's and his clothes off the normal way.

Robin wondered what name Anael was going by, but the young man didn't seem terribly concerned, so he got up when Anael held out his hand. He moved so that Alcuin was between them, and as the two of them kiss, Robin bent his head to kiss the young man's neck.

"And so you want to join us?" he asked Alcuin quietly against his ear, wanting to hear him say it.

Alcuin didn't really care about names at all, no, and found that he liked "Anael" anyway. And he really liked this kiss. And liked it more when someone else's lips were on his neck. He made a little whimpering sound. And then when Robin asked his question Alcuin managed to say breathlessly, "Yes. Yes, I'd like it very much."

Anael smiled at the sound of Alcuin's voice, and reached for the young man's top to push it up. "We're wearing far too many clothes, I think."

Robin watched as Anael pushed the young man's shirt off and to the floor. Just as expected: pale, well formed. Some scars that were more surprising, but desire was too distracting to think much of them.

He moved so that he was more behind Alcuin, and kissed the back of his neck, then slid a hand down his bare side, and slipped it inside the front of his trousers, down far enough to cup his groin over his underwear.

Alcuin gasped, and then made another little whimpering sound. For right now, he was just allowing himself to feel everything they were doing to him... and it all felt very, very good.

While Robin had Alcuin occupied, Anael toed off his suddenly unlaced DMs, and pulled his t-shirt above his head. His hands were warm as they reached out for Alcuin's chest, sliding over smooth and blemished skin with the same reverence. He kissed Alcuin, a series of brief, open-mouthed kisses, tongues brushing each other, then reached over his shoulder to draw Robin into a kiss, Anael's other hand moving to Alcuin's arse.

Robin moaned softly into the kiss. This had been such a good idea. He kissed Anael hungrily, shifting his body so that his cock brushed against Anael's clothed thigh. And then when the kiss broke, he turned to Alcuin and caught his lips as well, to kiss him for the first time.

Alcuin immediately decided that Robin was a very good kisser. And it was even better because Anael was still there, hands on him. It was sensory overload. There were times in bed with Hannibal when he had woven fantasies of threesomes, just talk, just fantasies to arouse the both of them. But they really were part of Alcuin's fantasies.

Anael bit down on his bottom lip at the surge of appreciation from the both of them. His breath was a little short already, and he turned his attention to opening Alcuin's trousers, even as he trailed kisses down his neck.

Robin broke the kiss, and watched Anael working at the boy's trousers.

"On your knees, angel," Robin said softly, knowing that Alcuin would just assume the word was an endearment. "Taste our new friend."

Alcuin shuddered, and the way his skin flushed and his lips parted made it clear just how much he approved of his course of action. He also loved how Robin called him 'angel', how Anael clearly cared so much about Robin... it made him feel special, in between two people who cared about each other.

Anael looked over at Robin with a private smile at the moniker, then turned back to Alcuin, breath ghosting against his lips as he spoke. "Would you like that, Alcuin?" A soft kiss, barely there pressure. "Me on my knees, sucking you off?"

"Y-yes, please," Alcuin whispered, clearly a bit overwhelmed, but also very, very aroused.

Robin kissed the back of the boy's neck again. "He's very good at it. You're going to enjoy this. I'm going to enjoy watching you."

Anael smiled, giving Robin another happy, fond look, before pulling Alcuin's cock out and moving down to his knees. "And I'm going to enjoy all of it," he completed, before lapping at the head of Alcuin's cock, twirling his tongue around it in gentle teasing.

It didn't occur to him to offer a condom; he hadn't even thought about the fact that Alcuin would want one, focused as he was on the moment, and their emotions.

For this, Alcuin was fine without a condom. Not that he necessarily would have thought if it immediately anyway, considering how good it felt to have Anael's tongue on him.

"Oh yes, how's that?" Robin murmured against the boy's ear. "Isn't he lovely on his knees?"

Alcuin made a little whimpering sound of agreement.

Anael stroked his free hand up and down the side of Alcuin's thighs, the other one still holding Alcuin's cock as he twirled slow circles around his head, then suckled on it for a few seconds. He tongued at the slit, then only sucked more of him in, humming appreciatively at the feel of him.

Alcuin began to moan in response to Anael's mouth on his cock, and Robin caught one of the moans with a kiss.

When he broke it he said softly to Alcuin, "Anael's desire is to fuck you while I fuck him. Is that something that interests you?"

Alcuin's next moan was a bit louder. "Oh... oh yes," he whispered. "I would so love to fulfill a fantasy for the two of you. Whatever you like..."

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