The Athlete!Robin who guides you through it 🩷❤️🩹
TW: SMUT!! Minors dni, public sex, fingering (reader receiving)
A/N : Guess who's back from the dead!! Haven't written and posted in the longest while omg I've missed tumblr so badly.
Robin was bathed in sweat as she looked up at the score board. The opposing volleyball team falling behind. She had won every set like it was nothing, serving and spiking with precision and a hunger to win.
She positions herself to the far side of the court, feet shuffling to prepare her service before the whistle starts.
Her eyes roam to the court. Eyes landing on you, her pretty cheerleader, practically on the edge of your seat as you looked at her. A smirk on her face, the same shit-eating smirk she had given you an hour before.
Robin believes in superstition, and for the last few months she had one belief : you are magic. You could get her to win every game, every match, hell, every practice round. Your touch, your kiss, you. You were the only good luck charm she needed and she didn't need anything else to keep winning.
And of course, it was an excuse to feel her pretty little girl up.
"Babe.." You whined, head against the lockers as she kissed you roughly. "...the game's in a few minutes.."
"I know, I know.." She rasped, hands grasping your hips as she kissed and bit on your neck. "Five more minutes baby.."
Your pompoms were discarded by the floor, her hand dipping from your hip to the exposed flesh of your thigh. "Please?" she whispered, her voice so pleading and needy.
A sweet smile pursed on her lips. Her hand moving up to your underwear. "I swear I'll make you feel so good.."
She had hooked your underwear to the side, warm calloused fingers soothing the skin of your heat. Her breathing heavier. Two fingers plunge in, you whine.
"Shh, sweetheart. Anyone could walk in, remember?" she cooed in your ear. "You're so tight..you gonna let me move?"
You nod softly, eyes looking up at her, they soon lose their focus on her as her fingers curled inside you. A strangled moan slipping from your lips. "Eyes on me, pretty girl.." She whispered into the flesh of your ear. "You're doing so good."
"Oh shit..." You mumble and sigh, fluttering eyes watching Robin take a good grip on your trembling thighs. Her lips pressed onto yours with every sob and moan. Her fingers aren't slow by any means, but oh so full of passion and lust.
"Thats it baby, you're so good for me.."
As you press your chest against hers and you come on her fingers, you hear the school's anthem outside the locker rooms. Her hand lets go of your thigh, brushing your hair to hook behind your ear. A kiss to your cheek. Your juices dripping on her fingers.
"Oh baby...always such a sweet little thing."