Robin made a sound of approval when Anael's clothes disappeared. "I don't suppose you can magic up some lube," he murmured against Anael's neck. "Because I want to ride you like this."
He had some on the roof, of course, a bottle over on the table next to the tanning oil, but he really didn't want to get up and get it.
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Date: 2015-06-19 02:40 am (UTC)He had some on the roof, of course, a bottle over on the table next to the tanning oil, but he really didn't want to get up and get it.