Robin

[poison_isley]

Ivy had since ceased to try to hide In fact, the longer she went witout getting caught, the bolder she grew.

Tonight she decided she wanted fucked. She was just sick of jerking off and hookups on Sizzr were more effort than they were worth.

On the prowl, crimson hair piled up loosely and a little black dress that plunged low, front and back, she made her way to Saturnalia. Wandering the crowd she took little notice of all the phone out filming her. She even made sure to let them get good angles.

A drink in hand, she brushed away one cock after another. They weren't what she was looking for.

Him. He was what she was looking for.

Ivy eased up behind Robin and whispered in his ear softly, nearly unintelligible below the music.

"Come to bed..."

It was less the invitation and more the chemical compounds of the pheromone that were irresistible. She knew he'd come because how could he not?

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[poison_isley]

"I guess I did," she said as she curled her fingers around his massive cock, held on, then pulled him along to the bed in the other room like it was a leash.

[goodfellow]

Robin groaned a little and let her lead him. God he wanted her.

"I should also tell you... I have a lot of stamina."

[poison_isley]

"God I hope so. If I only wanted to come once I'd go home and jerk off," she said. At the bed she did let go, but only so she could sit on the bed.

"Show me what you got, baby," she purred.

[goodfellow]

Robin's eyes raked over her body and then he took off his shirt, then his socks, and then unfastened his trousers and shoved them down, along with his underwear. He was already half hard, but he started to stroke himself as he watched her.

[poison_isley]

Ivy slipped out of her shoes and panties, leaving the stockings there. She was brilliantly geen over every single inch with just a bit of vibrant red hair between her thighs.

"Cmere." she said, curling her finger to coax him closer.

[goodfellow]

Robin came closer, until his leg touched hers. God she smelled good. There were a hundred things he wanted to do to her, but what the most wanted was to do whatever she told him to.

[poison_isley]

Ivy moved back, getting herself comfortable. She spread her legs and tugged him closer.

"Eat me," she demanded.

[goodfellow]

Robin immediately climbed onto the bed and between her legs. He thought of kissing her first, but instead just dove right in.

He'd had thousand and thousands of years of experience at this.

[poison_isley]

Ivy dropped her head back and drew her knees up, spreading wide. Slowly, she eased herself down so she could slip her fingers into his curls.

"Oh, fuck...yes," she groaned. Hands down already the best man she'd been with.

[goodfellow]

Robin moaned as he worked her with his tongue, making it clear that he was enjoying this. Like she was the best thing he'd ever tasted.

[poison_isley]

"There...there....there," she gasped, tensing all over. Her leg lifted and wrapped around his shoulders and she held his head, but didn't pull his hair.

He took direction well and a moment later she was crying out and bucking against his mouth as she came hard.

[goodfellow]

Robin kept going as she rode it out, and then raised his head and licked his lips, looking pleased with himself.

[poison_isley]

"Kiss me," she said, then rose to bring him close to taste herself on his tongue.

[goodfellow]

Robin did exactly that, groaning into the kiss. And he found himself, like... waiting for instructions.

[poison_isley]

She kissed him until she was happy with it, then backed off so she could look at him.

"Worship me," she demanded darkly.

[goodfellow]

Robin honestly wasn't sure where to start.

So for a moment he just looked at her, worshipping her with his eyes as they raked over her. And his cock was rock hard.

[poison_isley]

She smiled up at him and wet her lips. Here and there on shelves and tables were a few plants. Not well loved, but decently cared for, she could tell. The one across from the bed sprang to life and grew wild and huge. A vine pressed against Rob's back and shoved him forward so she could reach up and pull him in to kiss im hard.

[goodfellow]

Startled, Robin gasped into the kiss but then just gave into it. Robin was rarely shocked by anything in bed. This wasn't even weird on his scale of weirdness, just new, which he always appreciated.

[poison_isley]

Ivy laughed warmly against his lips.

"Was it Robin?" she asked. "Are you like part horse? You're fucking massive. I love it."

[goodfellow]

"I'm a puck," said Robin, a little breathless. "I can tell you what that means, but it can wait. I'm glad you like it though, what do you want me to do with it, beautiful?"

[poison_isley]

"Dress it up and split me open," she said, letting him up a bit. The tip of a vine with a pretty little leaf offered him a condom just to his right.

[goodfellow]

Robin seriously could not remember the last time he'd wanted to fuck someone so badly. If he were human he'd last about 30 seconds.

He slid on the condom with only a brief curious look at the plant, and then settled himself between her legs.

[poison_isley]

The second it touched her she rocked her hips up to get him deep as she could.

"Fucking do it," she said, practically growling. Bright red nails dragged down his biceps. "Fuck me now," she demanded.

[goodfellow]

Robin pushed inside her - not too fast, despite the eagerness, because eager or not, he was a lot to take.

He groaned like it was the best thing he'd ever felt.

[poison_isley]

She dug her nails into his shoulders and arched up, crying out as he filled her. It was perfect. Exactly the kind of rough fuck she needed.

It took her a minute to recover, then she hooked a leg around his thighs to force him to drive in.

"I'm gonna get you so wet," she said. "I'm gonna come...and come...and if you're a good boy, I'll let you, too...Oh, God, do it, baby..." Ivy added breathlessly.

Vines began to creep around, slow but wild. Little leaves tickled when they touched Rob's bare skin, but thankfully the plants weren't interested in him.