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]

She groaned in disappointment as she lost him.

"C'mon, daddy, just a little more," she begged against his mouth as she squirmed underneath him.

[goodfellow]

"Give me a minute, baby," Robin groaned. "And I do mean just a minute..." He kissed her again. "Tell me what you want, I am still at your pleasure."

[poison_isley]

Ivy couldn't stop squirming and the vines that were thick around the bed moved the same.

"Make me come again," she half demanded, half whinge. "I need it. All night. Jesus, I need this."

[goodfellow]

"Turn over," Robin said breathlessly.

[poison_isley]

She rolled over fluidly and arched her back, offering up her ass.

"Like this?" she asked, knowing just how to hold her body to look inviting...and kind of threatening, too. Even like this she wasn't vulnerable. Not a bit.

[goodfellow]

"Oh, yes," Robin sighed, and then began stroking himself back to hardness with a smirk on his lips.

[poison_isley]

She couldn't stand it. Her pheromones effected her as well and she ached for him.

Her fingers slid low and inside her , letting him see exactly how much she needed more.

[goodfellow]

Robin groaned and a vine offered him a condom again, which somehow wasn't even weird. He put it onto his cock, hard again already, and then folded himself over her, his cock nudging between her legs.

He pressed his lips to her ear and then whispered, "What's the record for how many times you've come in one night?"

[poison_isley]

"Whatever it is, I'm breaking it tonight," she panted, grinding her ass back on him to take him deep, making sure it was a good show as well. THe more excited she got the more the vines whipped around until they were snapping against Rob's back and ass to drive him on.

[goodfellow]

Robin supposed he should be more curious about what the hell was with the plants, but right now he honestly didn't care. He was clearly into the spanking while he fucked her though, gasping and groaning as the vines snapped at him.

His hands gripping her hips, he fucked her hard, taking cues from the sounds she made about how to adjust the angle.

[poison_isley]

He was fucking her so hard and with every sharp thrust his balls crashed into her clit, each time making her cry out. She had to appreciate he was keeping his hands out of her hair. That alone got him a green light for a second go-round.

"Smash it," she managed to growl. She pushed back harder and rolled her hips, finding the friction she wanted all on her own.

[goodfellow]

God he fucking loved how bossy she was being. It made him equally want to subdue her - not tonight, but at some point - and for her to take it further. Maybe tie him up with the vines, or treat him like a pet...

He could tell he was hitting the right spots so he just kept going.

[poison_isley]

She was so close and her fingers made sure she got there as he railed her. Ivy cried out sharply, the sound fading to a moan and she went pliant before him, her vines winding around her to keep her from completely collapsing.

[goodfellow]

Robin kept going, continuing to fuck her hard through it, until he too was coming, groaning ad wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her upright.

[poison_isley]

For the moment she was boneless. The vines around them calmed down, petting them to soothe them.

"Mmrph," she mumbled into the pillow.

[goodfellow]

Robin leaned over her. "Did I wear you out?" he whispered against her ear.

[poison_isley]

Ivy laughed softly, darkly. She turned her head first, then twisted beneath him. The curve of her smile was nearly malicious.

Vines snapped to life and wrapped around him, pulling him off. She rose to her knees and faced him as he was held fast.

"Do you need a break?" Ivy asked with a mock pout.