Saturnalia GP!

[goodfellow]

It was a good night at Saturnalia.

There was some b-list American rapper-slash-DJ who had shown up earlier in the day, and Robin was happy to throw someone on stage. It had gone over well right away, so he'd let him stay on. And now it was well into the evening and things were, as Robin understood the current vernacular to be, turnt.

In fact, at some point he'd thrown open all the windows so that the music blasted onto the street, and instructed the bouncers to let in whoever wanted in. He'd also instructed the bartenders to serve all the beer half price. The resulting crowd and frenzy was really something else.

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[goodfellow]

Robin slid off of him then, and offered him a hand. "When we get home," he said softly, "we can do whatever you want."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Don't say that," the titan laughed. "I might just want to curl up and talk for hours, and you'd only be disappointing, dove."

Taking the puck's hand, he got to his feet and pulled Rob close, starting to slow dance with him.

[goodfellow]

Robin suddenly had the thought that Anael would be so freaking smug if he saw this.

Still, it didn't stop him from leaning into the dance. Then he sighed softly and said, "I told you anything. If you want to talk... we'll talk."

[pecked_by_birds]

"So generous," Prometheus laughed, leaning in and kissing the puck's cheek. "And what if I want you naked and posing while I paint a lifesize portrait, hmm?"

[goodfellow]

"Oh you know how I love posing," Robin purred. "What would I be doing in this naked portrait?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Just being your usual handsome self, I think," the titan smiled, dancing a little more and then letting go.

[goodfellow]

"Handsome and naked," Robin corrected. He grabbed Prometheus' hand. "Let's go," he said. "I want to go home and talk."

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan laughed a little, letting the puck lead the way- And then stumbling a bit near the door. Holding his side with one hand, Prometheus looked as though he was in pain.

Whatever it was, however, he shock it off, forcing a smile as he returned to his normal pace.

[goodfellow]

"Prometheus?" Robin looked a bit alarmed, despite his obvious attempt to brush it off. "What's wrong?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Just a cramp," the titan insisted. "I didn't mean to worry you. It's been happening a bit lately. It always goes away though after a moment. I'm fine, really. ...Probably just leftover damage from that bloody bird."

[goodfellow]

Robin frowned. "If you're sure you're okay," he said, but mostly made a note to pay closer attention to him. "Let's go then?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Let's," he agreed, pulling the puck in for another kiss- As if to prove he was fine- Before letting him go and gently swatting him on the backside.

[goodfellow]

"I'll call a car," Robin said, getting out his phone. He rarely drove anymore just for getting around, at least not in the city. Then he'd take a car out on the weekends and fly through the countryside.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan nodded and watched, fishing a slim, silver, cigarette case from his pocket and lighting one.

"Remember when it was all horse and buggy, and we'd have to wait ages for one to trot by? Or worse, walk all the way to some posh establishment just to get one."

[goodfellow]

"I do enjoy cars," Robin said. "I also enjoy being able to press a button and have a stranger from the internet pick you up in one."

Out on the street, they waited. "Hailey will be here in two minutes in a blue volkswagen," he said.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Riding in style, are we?" the titan quipped, showing a flash of a grin before holding the cigarettes out in offering.

[goodfellow]

Robin took one of the cigarettes, but stuck it behind his ear, as he saw the car rounding the corner and coming towards them.

"I like Volkswagens," he said, smirking at Prometheus. "Cozy backseats."

[pecked_by_birds]

Stubbing his barely smoked cigarette out, Prometheus came up behind him and hooked an arm around his middle as he ducked slightly to nuzzle at Robin's neck.

"How cozy?" he asked, his voice a soft and silky rumble.

[goodfellow]

"You may be able to climb right onto my lap once we're in there," Robin murmured.

He stepped away from Prometheus only because the car arrived, and then Robin opened the back door for him so that he could climb in.

[pecked_by_birds]

The titan chuckled, letting the puck go and following him into the car.

[goodfellow]

"I've been wanting to check out this club," the driver said once they were inside. "Is it any good?"

Robin turned to Prometheus and smiled. "I quite like it. What do you think, cupcake?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"The music's dreadful- But the owner's pretty," the titan replied cheerfully, raising a brow at 'cupcake'.

[goodfellow]

"Not sure I'd trust his evaluation of the music, though," Robin said as the woman driving glanced back at then before pulling out into the street. "His tastes are pretty ancient. But he is right about the owner."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Rude," the titan tutted, pulling his phone out and poking at the screen.

[goodfellow]

"Usually," Robin said cheerfully, and settled back in the seat, though slid his hand onto Prometheus thigh, and up.