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raith_rogue ([personal profile] raith_rogue) wrote2011-12-11 08:12 pm
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[For Robin: Lara]



Lara strode down the hall to her newest toy's room, barely acknowledging the guards with a nod as she unlocked the door and let herself in. She'd just finished a strategy meeting with her sisters and her father, and the whole time she'd been thinking of Robin in the back of her mind, looking forward to visiting him, to continuing to break him. It was a very enjoyable process, after all.

She closed the door behind her, glancing toward the bed with a smirk as she undid the white silk kimono she was wearing, letting it fall open to reveal her naked body, slipping out of her white heels. "Hello, pet. Did you miss me?" she purred.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Oh yeah, this was fucking killing him.

Suddenly Robin thought of the conversation he'd had with Dick, in which he'd explained how he felt about dominance and submission. He liked to be dominated, but not to submit. He wanted to be forced. His pride was too much for him to enjoy the obedience for pure pleasure.

But now, having spent the last several hours going through these kinds of scenarios in his head, he barely hesitated. He scrambled a little on the bed to her feet, and reached down, sliding his hands down onto them. And made a little noise as if just touching her gave him pleasure.

Which, actually, it did, a little.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
Robin looked down at her feet as he rubbed them, partly because it seemed appropriately demure, and also because he thought her not seeing his face might help him, even though he tried to school away any reaction as much as possible.

"You value me, don't you?"

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Robin's hands stilled and he looked up at her, affecting an almost wild desperation. "What can I do? What do you need?"

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Robin kissed her back, moaning into it shamelessly. Though honestly that part wasn't really an act. Fuck but it felt good.

Do anything she wants do anything she wants do anything she wants.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Robin immediately rolled on top of her and dropped his mouth to her breast, moaning and sliding his hands over her body, his cock rubbing against one of her thighs. He raised his head just long enough to ask, "Is there something you want, or may I use my imagination?" before lowering his mouth to her other breast.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Robin immediately slid down her body, sighing as his hands slid down her stomach, and spread her legs, lowering his head between them. He started to lick her with skill but eager abandon.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
There was absolutely no doubt that Robin was enjoying what he was doing, and he knew that Lara would be able to feel it. He went about his task with gusto, moaning shamelessly as he sucked at her clit.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Determined enough to make her come, to show how much he wanted to please her, Robin kept going and at the same time ground his own hips against the mattress a little to get friction on his cock, shuddering with even more pleasure, knowing she would feel that as well.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
Robin lifted his head and looked at her, affecting an expression of pleased expectantness, as if he were hoping to be praised. "Lara," he said, her name almost a sigh. And then bit his lip and made a soft, sexual sound as if he were having trouble controlling himself but was forcing himself to.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Robin went, climbing on top of her and looking down as if expecting instructions, his eyes heavy lidded.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Robin didn't even hesitate, he just thrust inside her and let out a keening sound as he did so, pleasure bright and sharp sparking through him.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Robin just thrust harder, and he couldn't deny that there was a part of him that was impressed with himself for clearly being good for her. In the same way he loved that he was so good for Thomas.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
As Robin continued to fuck her, harder and faster, every bit of acting dropped away. All he could think about was getting off, getting off because of her, and when he orgasm hit him he cried out her name and it was completely genuine.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Robin breathed heavily for a moment before rolling off of her and then looking back, putting on an expectant expression. "You're not leaving are you?"

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, good," Robin said, sounding relieved. "It's really... boring in here, Lara."

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Well..." Robin began, as if reluctant to ask for anything. "You could come visit me more, but... when you're not with me, I don't suppose there's somewhere I could go besides this room?"

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Godfuckingdamnitalltohell.

"Okay," said Robin.

Obviously this was going to take longer than he'd hoped, but he told himself that there was clearly some progress at least.

[identity profile] puckfellow.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," said Robin, and turned over onto his stomach as he watched her. "Come back soon?"