Dog Park | Robin
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Scott gladly kissed him back, looking at him once he pulled away and giggling softly, âI wouldnât mind kissing a bit longer..â He said, smiling and holding his face, âItâs nice..â
The wolf happily stroked Robinâs face, pulling the Fae into a firm kiss once more. He let his fingers lace through his blond hair and pull on it just slightly as he laid close to him.
After a moment, he pulled away breathlessly, smiling some as he leaned up and reached back to grab the little bowl of whipped cream and laid back down beside Robin, resting his head on his chest and stealing a little spoonful for himself.
Enjoying those heated hands on his already flushed cheeks, Robin took in the otherâs kisses again while still holding him close. Why in the world would he let go of someone who didnât see him as handicapped? But then again, Scott hadnât seen how much damage had been done to his back. The Angel and the doctors had been the only ones who knew the horror. Though, his thoughts were swept away as the other pulled on his hair slightly, causing Robin to grip to Scottâs back intensely. That was something Robin hadnât really encountered yet, the strength that came from the pull at his hair. It was...oddly pleasurable.
Though, as Scott pulled out of the kiss to only rest against him again and eat whipped cream, Robin held onto the otherâs shirt since he really didnât feel a desire to let him go just yet. Dipping his other index finger into the whipped cream, he placed it into his mouth before humming in delight. The feel of the other leaving from above him had Robin looking to him in question. Then that head went onto his chest and the Faerie let go just so the other could get comfortable. âI havenât kissed anyone in a long while, to be honest.â








