Anael

"Not for the world," Anael told him with a smile, feeling a bit more like himself for the use of the winds, a little less frayed at the edges. It might also just be that Robin had stopped touching his wings, but he wrapped them back around the both of them now, even as he squeezed some lube out onto his fingers. The liquid was warm from having stayed in the sun, and he kissed Robin again as he slid his arm around his waist, and his slick fingers down the cleft of his arse, immediately pushing two inside of him.