Robin

[whispersoflove]

Anael was flying over the roofs of London, and beginning to fly lower, wondering where he would land today. There was a little frost on his wings and in his hair, from how high he had been flying, but he was barely aware of it, or how cold his skin would have been to the touch right then. The sun would warm it quickly enough now that he had regained lower heights, and he let the wing carry him where it might want, without any guidance from him.

He smiled warmly, with definite approval, at the distant sight of a naked figure sunbathing on the roof of a tall building and sipping a colourful drink through a straw, before his eyebrows raised as the wind carried him closer, and he was startled to recognise the person in question.

Not that it was a surprise that Robin would want to avoid tan lines.

At least, Anael hoped it was Robin; he had never met a puck he liked so much. When the wind veered to the side, he beat his wings to leave it behind and come closer, still cloaked to the eyes of anyone. He flew over to the roof, hopeful that it would be the puck who could, and did, love. He beat his wings a couple of times as he came down, sending gusts of wind across the roof, then appeared as bare feet touched the ground. He took a few steps, smiling at the puck before shedding his wings, now looking like nothing but a young man in simple jeans and a t-shirt.

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[goodfellow]

When the kiss broke, Robin said, "Want to stay for a while? I've got a bed, and a lot more alcohol." And nothing better planned for the evening.

[whispersoflove]

Anael smiled, genuinely happy with the offer as his fingers trailed down Robin's chest, idly enjoying the feel of his skin. "That sounds lovely."

[goodfellow]

There weren't many beings that Robin fucked these days that could go all night the way he could, which was one of the reasons he liked Anael - that and his eagerness to actually do so on occasion. And, yes, Robin still really got off on the idea of fucking an angel. These things combined made him put up with the occasional... emotional side effects of being with Anael.

He carefully climbed off of him, and stretched. "Excellent, we'll go inside then." And he padded naked back inside, leaving the door open behind him. "Would you like some wine?"

[whispersoflove]

"Please!" Anael called out, but didn't immediately follow Robin inside. He took a few more moments to himself first, wings spread out behind him, head tilted back to the sun. Simply feeling, basking.

When he stood, he took a few steps before shedding the wings again, feeling slightly off balance for it. But they really were not practical inside, where space was a lot more limited, and encumbered by things he could knock over. However, he did not even think of materialising some clothes again, and walked inside wingless and shamelessly naked. Nudity had never bothered him, after all.

[goodfellow]

Robin had just pulled a bottle of pinot grigio out of the refrigerator and popped the cork as he watched Anael walk over. "Let's get into bed," he said. "I'll bring the wine."

Not that he was wanting to, you know, cuddle, but he did like the idea of sliding under the sheets with a naked Anael.

[whispersoflove]

Anael smiled again, genuinely happy with the turn his day had unexpectedly taken. He turned towards the bedroom, shoulders shifting slightly as he walked, as if settling down his now absent wings. "I should come flying your way more often," he stated as he let himself drop on the bed, then propped himself up on an elbow to watch Robin as he walked over. Beautiful Robin.

[goodfellow]

"Well if you saw me naked on my balcony there would be a better than fair chance that I wouldn't be alone," Robin said, handing one of the full glasses to Anael and then putting the bottle on the night stand before sliding into the bed holding another glass of his own.

"Not that you wouldn't be welcome to join us, in most cases."

[whispersoflove]

"Define 'most'," Anael stated with an amused smile, sitting up to touch his glass to Robin's and take a sip. He was usually more of a red drinker, but the lightness and sweetness of the grigio worked perfectly after the sex they had just had, welcome freshness spreading through him.

[goodfellow]

"Oh I suppose there's always the odd person who freaks out at the thought of a threesome," Robin said.

[whispersoflove]

"With someone who just appeared on the balcony, yes," Anael added, amused. Although he supposed that Robin was fairly good at distracting people from that sort of thing.

[goodfellow]

Robin drained his wine so that he could roll over on top of Anael. "That thing with the wings, that was really hot," he said. "And you liked it, I could tell."

[whispersoflove]

Anael, for his part, was far from done with his wine, and laughed as he tried not to spill it as he found himself propped up on an elbow, with a puck all over him. A fairly wonderful position, to be sure. "Could you, really?" Anael asked, eyes twinkling with more laughter. "And here I thought I had been terribly discreet." He kissed Robin happily, breaking it quickly enough because he was smiling. "Like I said, people rarely touch them."

[goodfellow]

"Do most of the people touching you not know what you are?" Robin asked curiously. After all, he had no idea how much Anael actually got around.

[whispersoflove]

Anael paused to think it over, free hand toying with Robin's curls, at the back of his head. "I suppose not. What about you? Do you tell many?"

[goodfellow]

"Same," said Robin. "Too complicated. And there are more humans on this earth than creatures like us." It was one of the reasons he liked being with Anael, he could be himself.

[whispersoflove]

Anael had shifted to take a sip of wine, and he nodded - Robin had a point, about himself. Angels were a different sort altogether, not actually being of this earth, but he let it go, his mind busy on other things. "And I like... being treated like one of them." He looked at Robin inquiringly, wondering whether that made sense to the puck.

[goodfellow]

That did make sense to Robin. For Anael, anyway. It wasn't necessarily true for him.

He liked the angel's fingers in his hair.

"Did you ever know an angel named Ishiah?" Robin asked. Suddenly, out of nowhere. It just kind of slipped out, he didn't even mean to.

[whispersoflove]

Anael thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Is he your peri?" Anael asked softly. His fingers were not going anywhere; he liked the quiet intimacy of the moment, especially after the less quiet intimacy of the sex they had just had. "The one who disapproved so."

[goodfellow]

"My peri is a far from accurate characterization," Robin said. And then shrugged, and said with an air of forced dismissiveness, "Just curious."

And then he kissed Anael, to discourage him from asking anything further about it.

[whispersoflove]

Anael couldn't help but chuckle warmly, the laughter almost immediately cut off by the kiss. His nails gently scratched Robin's scalp, and he bit on his bottom lip, playful and happy. "You like him."

[goodfellow]

Robin wrinkled his nose. "I don't like him." Lie. "He's an asshole. Most of your kind are, you know. Even after they fall."

[whispersoflove]

A shadow fell across Anael's features at Robin's last words, and he sat up to take a drink of wine, dislodging Robin when he moved. "We are none of us perfect," he stated quietly, then forced himself to move on, smiling apologetically at Robin. "You like him anyway. I can tell."

[goodfellow]

"I like you better when you're not perfect," Robin said. "And fine, maybe I lust after him. If you saw him, you would, too. But anyway, last I heard he owns a bar in America or something."

[whispersoflove]

"I should visit, some day," Anael stated, his smile wicked. "See what the fuss is all about."

[goodfellow]

Robin wasn't sure he liked that idea, but he didn't say so.

"No fuss," Robin said dismissively. "I'm much more concerned with another angel at the moment." And he took that opportunity to kiss Anael's neck.