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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[pecked_by_birds]

"Such a generous puck," the titan smiled, letting the tips of his fingers dance up Robin's spine as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to his shoulder.

[goodfellow]

"You're going to leave again," Robin said quietly after a moment.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Probably," the titan agreed, not about to lie to Robin about something that felt inevitable. "I'm here now though. I want to be here. ...I don't mean to leave you."

[goodfellow]

That was the best he could hope to hear, Robin guessed. It wasn't as if he wanted lies.

He hesitated visibly. Then he said, "What if... you lived with me while you're here."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Would you really want that? I wouldn't want to be in your way or spoil your fun," the titan replied softly. "I never want to get in the way of you living the life you love."

[goodfellow]

"I can fuck strangers wherever I want," Robin said bluntly. "It doesn't have to be at my house. I just - it would be nice to see you more often."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Alright," he said softly, rubbing the small of his back. "If that's what you'd like, I'll stay with you. ...I'd like to keep my flat though, if only as a place to paint."

[goodfellow]

"Really? You want to?" Robin looked surprised. He wasn't sure what he'd expected. He also realized that his pulse had sped up.

"I - yes. Of course. I don't want paint on my wood floors, after all."

[pecked_by_birds]

"If you're certain I'll not be in your way and you want me there, yes. I'd enjoy staying with you, Robin. It would be nice to spend more time with you," Prometheus assured him.

[goodfellow]

"I'll have a key made for you tomorrow," said Robin. And then slid both hands onto his face and kissed him. Soft at first, but then with increasing heat.

[pecked_by_birds]

Putting his glass down, Prometheus smiled into the kiss and wrapped both arms around the puck, tugging him closer.

"How generous."

[goodfellow]

"And I want to make love until we both can't move," Robin said, and kissed his neck. "Over, and over... so do you want that here, or at home?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Mmm, home I think," the titan replied, his lips moving to Rob's neck. "If we're to be spent, let's be spent in bed. Somewhere we can laze about until we've recovered in full, hmm?"

[goodfellow]

"Mmm okay. Do you want me as much as I want you?" Robin asked him, voice low. He sometimes wondered if Prometheus simply indulged his appetites.

[pecked_by_birds]

"I always want you, my little puck," Prometheus promised- And he meant it. He wasn't always as eager as the puck, and often had more patience than Robin, or a desire to build up to intimacy rather than roll right into it. However, that didn't make his desire any less, only different.

[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."