OTA: Robin in da club!

[goodfellow]

As much as Robin had enjoyed being in New York with Prometheus, he'd grown restless. And now that he was back in London, he realized how much this really did seem like his home now. He loved the city, he loved running the club. He even appreciated the friends that he had here, as much as he still attempted to keep them at arm's length.

Tonight, he made the rounds at Saturnalia dressed in an impeccable plum colored suit with a silver cashmere scarf hanging from his neck. He was already planning for a New Year's Eve party to celebrate the anniversary of that first "unofficial" opening of the club. Perhaps he could make it even better this time.

He was carrying a bottle of good champagne, still cold, and occasionally stopped those with empty glasses (of anything) and offered to refill them. Though now, he tipped his head back and poured some into his mouth before wiping it and looking pleased with himself.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'd like that, a lot," Fin assured him, putting his empty glass aside and reaching for the other man's hand.

[goodfellow]

Robin downed the rest of his drink, and then took Fin's hand. "Any requests? Want me to really fuck with everyone and get the DJ to play a waltz or something?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, I like this. This is good," Fin assured him, draping an arm around Rob once they had space to dance, and moving with him in time with the music. He kept close the whole time, practically chest to chest as he closed his eyes and let the sound guide him.

[goodfellow]

Robin murmured in Fin's ear as they danced. "You're so fucking hot, Fin. And you're one of a kind. I thought of you when I was away."

[prince_of_nymphs]

'You don't have to sooth me," Fin promised quietly, nuzzling a little at Rob's neck.

[goodfellow]

"You're welcome to stroke my ego in return if you prefer," Robin teased.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"What could I possibly tell you that you don't already know?" Fin whispered. "Shall I remind you of how beautiful you are? How passionate, how sexy..."

[goodfellow]

"Yes, yes, these are all true things, but feel free to go on," Robin said playfully, and dipped Fin back.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin laughed as the puck dipped him, startled enough that he held on tighter, as though not trusting his own balance.

"I could be utterly wicked and tell the world fibs, then you'd be just mine. I could lie and say you kiss like a fish and shag like a drunken oaf..." he grinned. "Though I doubt a soul would believe such rubbish."

[goodfellow]

Robin arched an eyebrow at that, and then pulled him close and kissed him. Hard. Deep. With every intention of pulling a moan from him.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin was still laughing when Robin pulled him back up, grinning into the kiss and rutting against him provocatively as he let out a happy little groan of pleasure.

[goodfellow]

Robin chuckled when the kiss broke, delighted by that reaction. "Well there, that's sorted. Though if you insist on slandering my skills in bed I might be tempted to prove that wrong in front of everyone."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Want to see us both in the papers now, do you?" Fin scolded playfully.

[goodfellow]

"Well I certainly don't care, but I can imagine why you would," Robin said with a laugh. "Though if you're actually interested there are places we could go where that sort of thing is socially acceptable."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin smiled again, laughing softly.

"There are some things I don't need an audience for, but I'm not against the idea of a field trip. "

[goodfellow]

"Ah, well that can certainly be arranged," Robin said with a twinkle in his eye. "I have memberships to all the best field trip locations."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh? Surprise me then," Fin said, grinning at the puck. "You always have the best surprises, Robin."

[goodfellow]

"Now?" Robin questioned with a smirk. "It's early yet."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Well, I wouldn't want to drag you away from your club..." Fin replied. "Why don't you go party for a bit then, come find me later?" he suggested, still dancing as he spoke.