[ sometime they can talk of dark things. of what life is like behind those golden doors he demonized in life. is Nero childish, selfish, loose with her words and her thoughts? yes. because the stakes as a Spirit were trivial. Robin protected a village? Nero ruled a thousand. he fought for dozens of people? her mistakes cost thousands of lives.
did he know how her story ended?
these worlds of correcting timelines and magical artifice and programmed realities meant only your pleasure and enjoyment mattered. seize it, hold it. demand and snatch it. eat the candy. appreciate the pretty lights. embrace the golden splendor while its there, and chase it wherever it goes. nothing else matters, after all.
nothing else but these sensations of physical electricity. of being the gold the noble thief has stolen off with, carried away to do with what he pleases. Nero falls into his carry, pulling her center against his pelvis so drops of her can add to the stains she's made. better to burn these clothes of yours - don't bother with them next time, Robin. but STILL he won't discard them. keeps them on, even when she issues a whine out of her throat. ]
Still? You torment me.
[ spoken into his eyes. when its harder both to lie and to exaggerate. when the look in them makes her put another kiss onto his mouth - begging, pleading without words. asking him without sacrificing a shred of that precious precious ego. what more could he -
moans are exchanged with breath. surprise leaves her fingers clenched and marks into his skin. ]
That's -
[ yes that is her clit thank you for this anatomy lesson.
and it's very sensitive.
but still foreplay. this has still only been foreplay. her fingers prod into his spine, his ribs, leg hitching. attempting the flip over she had failed once at all ready. but the muscles spasm when he makes another round of it. her sex quivering and crying out, same now as the rest of her, for him. this stupid boy. this stupid boy she hadn't thought to protect her head from. Robin's too good at espionage, at breaking and entering. neither of them had realized he'd gotten in, until he was already there. ]
calls PETA
did he know how her story ended?
these worlds of correcting timelines and magical artifice and programmed realities meant only your pleasure and enjoyment mattered. seize it, hold it. demand and snatch it. eat the candy. appreciate the pretty lights. embrace the golden splendor while its there, and chase it wherever it goes. nothing else matters, after all.
nothing else but these sensations of physical electricity. of being the gold the noble thief has stolen off with, carried away to do with what he pleases. Nero falls into his carry, pulling her center against his pelvis so drops of her can add to the stains she's made. better to burn these clothes of yours - don't bother with them next time, Robin. but STILL he won't discard them. keeps them on, even when she issues a whine out of her throat. ]
Still? You torment me.
[ spoken into his eyes. when its harder both to lie and to exaggerate. when the look in them makes her put another kiss onto his mouth - begging, pleading without words. asking him without sacrificing a shred of that precious precious ego. what more could he -
moans are exchanged with breath. surprise leaves her fingers clenched and marks into his skin. ]
That's -
[ yes that is her clit thank you for this anatomy lesson.
and it's very sensitive.
but still foreplay. this has still only been foreplay. her fingers prod into his spine, his ribs, leg hitching. attempting the flip over she had failed once at all ready. but the muscles spasm when he makes another round of it. her sex quivering and crying out, same now as the rest of her, for him. this stupid boy. this stupid boy she hadn't thought to protect her head from. Robin's too good at espionage, at breaking and entering. neither of them had realized he'd gotten in, until he was already there. ]