No Man is an Island

Robin Haseo. 26 years of age. Ex-Void, now a re-established Sub.happily taken.... ((RP ACCOUNT))

[robininno]

I am so extremely happy and proud for you, Robin. You have had quite the journey over here and for it to end like this is exactly what you deserve. All your hard work has finally paid off and I can’t be anymore happier for you, I wish you the best of luck on your new life journey and I hope we can still keep in touch now and again.

Thank you, Layla. I don’t see why not. I hope that your classes have been going well.

[robininno]

[And on the Fifteenth || Robanya]

Tagged: Robin Haseo & Anya MacPherson( @anya-the-dreamer )

Location: Robin’s Loft.

Timeframe: Sept 15th,2017

General Notes: Robin and Anya finally agree to take their relationship to the next step. NSFW

Anya

Anya had been taking things slow with Robin, wanting to get to know him and fall in love with him before being too physical. The physical stuff was how she thought she was supposed to behave when she was with guys but after it happened with a few, and they either left or...left Anya felt she should focus on more. And as much as she wanted to be with Robin in that way, kissing and touching him whenever they were together, she kept it in check. Which was super hard! But tonight she decided to see if he would like to do more. That it's been months since they said their I love yous and they are still going strong. Gosh. She hopes that after they fool around nothing bad happens. Which was a silly thought and she told herself to cut it out. Which she kept saying in her mind during the drive to Robin's apartment. She managed to get the okay from her dad to go see him and a cab took her there. The man still wasn't completely supportive of the relationship, because he would mention the older Dominant he wanted to claim her, but he also wanted to see his little girl happy; which left him at a crossroads.

Robin

The work Robin had left for the weekend was finally done and submitted to those he had meant to turn it in to. He planned, earlier that week, to finish everything after his day with Anya, bit seeing how she had other plans than the usual, well, it made sense to finish things up as soon as possible. It still seemed surreal, that Anya wanted to move to the next step. It wasn't as though he wasn't on the same page, but he just never was one to vocalize those feelings,  less so now that he had dealt with his case with Lola. He was always careful, always let the girls take reign. Seeing how things were so different with Anya, he didn't expect for them to get to this point anytime soon. He did his best to treat it like any other day: ordering food for the two of them, an added bouquet of roses for the touch of romance, and cleaned the loft. It really was all he could do.

Anya

Anya walked down the hallway, already knowing it so well by this point, and went to Robin's door. Under her dad's instruction the cab driver remained to make certain she went in and that nothing bad happened. Her dad's worry was something Anya was very used to and she knew it was done out of love.  Once she reached the door she knocked a couple times and realized at that moment how nervous she was...

Robin

Once the sound of the knock echoed through the loft, Robin’s heart almost jumped out of his chest. It was just Anya, it was just Anya-- though there was no such thing when he really thought about it. Anya was his everything at this point, and what was planned for the night was a large step for the two of them. Maybe it would change everything? Jeez, was he the only grown man who worried so much about sex? He really hoped not, he wanted to feel somewhat normal about his ridiculous anxiety. He made his way over to the door, his heart still pounding harshly against his chest, only going loudly with each step. Once he opened the door, his eyes fell onto the orb of blues that gazed back at him. “Hi,” he greeted softly, a gentle smile easily pulled at his lips.

Anya

Anya twiddled with her fingers. Then with the skirt she wore. This wasn't the first time she came here on her own but it felt as if it was only them in this entire building. Her heart, which hammered away to fill in the silence after her knock, lept as soon as she heard the lock on the other side of the door. Then, as soon as Robin could be seen it was as if it quieted her heart and the smile she formed on her own was shakey and sweet. "Hi," she whispered, unsure if he heard it or not but before she could wait to see if it registered her arms went around his waist and her lips to his chest. "I've missed you."

Robin

With Anya’s arms wrapped around his waist, he felt as though all the weight that had pressed against him during the time apart had been lifted. “I missed you too,” he replied quietly. His arms wrapped around frame and his lips pressed against the top of her head. With a few steps back, he led her into the loft, closing the door with a light kick, earning a slam that echoed in the hallway outside. Already, he didn’t want to let go, it was as though if he did, she would have to leave. God, he was in far too deep.

Anya-10/30/2017

When the door closed Anya laughed into his chest. “Sorry. I don’t know why what’s funny to me,” she spoke and pulled away; looking at him with bright blue eyes. She didn’t say anything at that moment but looked him over instead; finding so much love in her gaze which clearly showed in her smile. “You’re so handsome,” she spoke finally.

Robin smiled as she apologized, shaking her head as she did. “No, no, it’s fine,” he assured her. He reached up, using just the tip of his fingers to push back strays that had moved over to her brow. “Thank you, beautiful.” He gave her a quick peck on her lips before he turned his attention to the take out food that was placed on the table, along with the bouquet that was set proudly on the center. “Are you hungry?” He asked, glancing back down.

Anya was actually. She’d been a bundle of nerves and hadn’t touched food since the plain slice of toast this morning. “Starving and are these flowers for me?” She asked, voice raised slightly at the end to show her excitement as she went over to the table to ghost her hands over the flowers and to inhale the delicate scents.

Robin

"Of course they are," he answered with a bright smile. He watched for a moment, taking in just how adorable Anya was just for reaching over and getting so excited over the bouquet he had gifted. "And the food is too, I'll just grab some plates, okay?"

Anya

“What type of food did you get?” She asked after a beautiful red flower freed from the bouquet and she slipped it behind her ear after shortening the stem with a knife found on the table.

Robin

"Chinese," Robin answered as he opened the cabinet. He pulled out two plates and a set of forks before he turned back to the table, smiling as he noticed the flower now fashioned in Anya's hair.

Anya

“That sounds so good. It’s been at least two months since I’ve had Chinese food.” Anya wanted to help but Robin already went to get what was needed. She took a seat and folded her hands neatly in her lap and watched him bring plates and forks to the table. “Don’t plan to use the chopsticks?”November 21, 2017

Robin

He sat down at the end closest to Anya and set the plates and forks in front of them. "No. I don't have any here, plus it's been ages since I used them, so I don't want to end up with my ride flying everywhere," he admitted half jokingly. "Do you know how to use them?" Robin soon found himself asking as he passed over the container of rice.

Anya

“Does stabbing your meat with it and eating around the stick count as using them?” She asked after the container was in her hand. Anya spooned some out and waited for Robin to hand another over. “I like coming over here. At the academy I feel like such a mess but when I come here I’m calm. And happy. Being around you makes me feel that way.” She smiled, it causing the blues in her eyes to sparkle.

Robin

A hearty laugh slipped from Robin's lips, but he quickly nodded his head. "Yeah, obviously it does," he answered easily. He then traded containers, handing over the chicken for the rice. "Well... I'm really happy that you feel that way here." He turned to face her, his own eyes bright with joy. "I never want you to feel anything less.."

Anya

Anya could listen to Robin’s laugh for hours. Okay. Not hours but the sound of it was so nice and she always perked up whenever it happened. “I hope you feel the same way when I’m around,” she said after a moment and suddenly fighting with her insecure tendencies. “I mean. Of course you do. You wouldn’t have me here if I made you feel like crap.” She said to herself and decided to reach for an egg roll go quiet her running mouth.

Robin

Robin was quite used to Anya's tangents, how she would start a statement and just continue on. It was something that Robin actually loved about the other Sub, even if she seemed to think otherwise-- at least in his opinion. "Have I mentioned how adorable you are?"

Anya

With a mouthful of egg roll, still holding it in one hand and close to her mouth in case she needed to busy her mouth again, Anya shook her head slowly. What she saw on his face helped her relax because he wasn’t making fun of her. In fact he seemed to truly mean what he said.

Robin

He had to suppress a chuckle once he caught Anya's expression and the wary shake of her head. "Well... maybe I should tell you more often." With that, he took the first bite of his food.

Anya

“But. I’m going to keep getting weird and silly whenever you do and I do want you to say it to me but I don’t know how to word what I’m thinking.” She took another bite and tried not to choke on it. “I’m so awkward. You’re my boyfriend and I still act like a shy dork.”

Robin

He shrugged his shoulders, honestly enjoying how frazzled Anya got whenever he complimented her. It was one of the many quirks that she had and he loved dearly. He took a few more bites of his food before continuing conversation. "So.. how's your family doing?" He asked. Usually, Robin tried not to ask about her parents, but they were a part of her life, obviously, so it was just the polite thing to do.

Anya

While she chewed, wishing the bite she’d taken wasn’t so freaking big, Anya tried to get rid of it so Robin didn’t wait ten years for her to reply. Finally, glad she didn’t choke, she wiped her mouth and started to work more food on her fork. “They’re okay. Dad wants to go visit my aunt Gloria in the US for Christmas. He liked to plan way in advance because he prefers to drive and see all the sights. He mentioned I can go along.” She looked over to him. “But I want to be with you on Christmas. If that’s okay.”

Robin

Oh, he didn't expect that, not that it wasn't welcomed. He didn't have any plans for the holidays and really didn't think he would end up choosing to do anything special. He couldn't help but smile at the offer. "I'd love that... but are you sure? I don't want to get between you and your family."

Anya

“The thing is I’m not sure and you’re my boyfriend so it’s only natural to want to spend it together. Right? So I guess I need to see what my dad says but it’s not like Christmas is going to happen tomorrow. We do have three months to work up to it.” Anya looked down at her food and decided to move from her spot and worked her way to sit on Robin’s lap. She probably should have asked if this was okay but she felt needy in that moment and wanted his warmth.January 29, 2018

Robin

He couldn't argue with that logic. He just hoped that if Anya did end up spending the holidays with him, the action would not leave him and her family on bad terms-- he already felt as strain as it is. He figured that if anything, they all could meet in the middle, that way Anya was happy, he was happy, and their families were happy. It was almost natural for Robin to shift in his seat and his arms to fall lazily around his girlfriend's waist. There was no warning, no exchange, it was all seamless. His head pressed against her shoulder, making himself comfortable just before laying a gentle kiss over her sleeve.

Anya

Anya liked this. It was something she wanted with someone special and she thought that in order to get it she would have to go through so much pain and mental beatings. It was an extreme but the girl figured when it came to her she would be with a Dominant who didn't have much in the way of patience due to her...Anya-isms. But Robin was so sweet. So very, very sweet and he understood her. He may be a former void now submissive but she slowly saw him as Robin. That markings didn't matter at all for them. That society could continue on outside this apartment while they were together. All of this went through her head and soon a hand went to his cheek and Anya encouraged him to look up at her. "What's on your mind?" She asked. Curious.

Robin

How odd. At this time last year, Robin's life completely shifted. He was in the midst of an awful melt down, one that he never truly recovered from. Obviously, he felt much better, but the memories were still there.  The memories of family heartache and what he did when he returned to Cavendish. While Anya was not the sole reason he was able to step away from his blind hysteria, she did help him. He owed her so much just for that help, whether or not she was aware of that. He hummed in response to the question, a smile curved on his lips before shaking his head. "Just you," he answered easily. He didn't even think twice about leaning forward, offering her a slow kiss.

Anya

How could two words make her so incredibly giddy? That giddiness remained when he kissed her and Anya moved to get more comfortable but when it came to this chair she couldn’t really do what she really wanted. A hand went through Robin’s thick hair and she brought her lips away from his. “Can we move to the sofa? Or-“ there was such hesitation with this and the blush warmed her entire face, “bed.” This came out in a sultry whisper that even she didn’t recognize.

Robin

Robin had been too caught up in their kiss to notice Anya's shifting. The touches in his hair left tingles that rushed down his neck and spine. He held her close against him, only to have her pull away to speak. His eyes were lidded as he watched her, the words barely making any sense until /bed/ reached his ears. Suddenly, his face heated, the realization hitting him like a mac truck.  "You sure..?" He found himself asking, suddenly a lot more careful with what he did.

Anya

There was only one other person she was this level of intimate with and he was long gone. Anya didn’t think she would reach this point with anyone after Avery but the more and more she and Robin spent together the more she knew that yes, she was sure. That he was the one she wanted to give all of herself to. Not that she would actually say this because she knew that would be scary to admit and he might think she was crazy. Then again, wasn’t it obvious with her actions? Anya nodded her head and smiled. “Do you want to?” She was about to add, with me but it was obvious she meant that.

Robin

Of course, considering the short conversation they had online the day prior, he knew that part of the reason Anya had come over was because the two felt ready. However, there was a difference when they heard each other actually vocalize their wants, even if they danced around the actual questions. Everything felt real, not just all talk. He took a deep breath and offered a nod of his head. While the nerves from earlier still remained, just hearing that she didn't want to back away was enough for some peace of mind. "Yeah.. I do."

Anya

It was close to impossible to hear his answer due to how hard her heart hammered but Anya got a gist of what he said and she went in for another kiss. Unlike the one before this one was a little rougher, as if she couldn't contain her excitement with what was to happen. That what they talked about would happen. Or she hoped it would but she also would be happy with them just making out and laying in his bed because he held her in such a way which made Anya feel so protected. So cared for. Her body pressed more and more into his and she made the softest, cutest noises while kissing him. Things she wasn't aware of because she was utterly consumed by him and him alone.

Robin

The kiss was far different from the one they had just shared. It wasn't as though they hadn't gotten heated before, but there was obviously something different to her desires this time around. The usually careful Robin took advantage, something that he forced himself not to do when they were together. So long he had kept his hands tied, but now he knew that they were safe enough to be with one another in a way they hadn't before. He returned the kiss with just as much vigor, his own moan escaping between their lips. His calloused hands  searched around her waist and pushed up at the top Anya wore, the fabric moving to expose more skin.

Anya

Her experience when it came to this wasn’t a whole lot. And Anya didn’t know if what she did would be found sexy or not but she went with what felt right. At the feel of Robin’s hand on her skin, she noted how rough and warm it felt. Anya pulled from his lips, her own very pink from their kissing, and she looked down between their bodies. Both of her hands went to his chest and she smoothed across it, loving how firm he felt. Her blue eyes followed the path of a hand before she brought them up to his. “I love you.” She said, needing Robin to know this at the moment while the both of them breathed heavily.

Robin

Anya's torso was a smooth contrast compared to his rough hands, the warmth from her skin tingled his own. Once she pulled away, his eyes opened, lidded as he watched her movements. "I love you, too." The words came easily from his lips, not even a second of hesitation to let them out. The sentiment carried weight, at least to him, but it was the truth. She truly was the best thing that ever happened to him. "Do you want to go upstairs...?"

Anya

Whenever they shared those words a goofy smile spread across her lips. There was so much to it. That to have his love made her feel she was all he needed. That she didn’t need to change herself or cater to him like she’d been taught to do since an early age. She did small things for him but he did the same for her. “I really do.” He told him leaning in to kiss him again, bearing her weight down on his groin now to show him how much she wanted this.

Robin

A stiff groan rumbled in the back of his throat as he felt more weight against him. Part of him couldn't stand the wait any longer, he wanted to take her right then and there, but not only was there still a hint of apprehension, but he also did not want to treat Anya like some girl on the side. Even though he hated the Submissive role that he was put into in society, he still held some of the teachings to heart. He needed to treasure Anya, let her know that she was the one who mattered. With that, he carefully stood up from the chair, and much like her first visit, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs to the loft bedroom.

Anya

Anya moved off Robin and got to her feet in order to make it easier for him to stand but when he lifted her a giggle escaped her and soon her arms went around his neck. Robin’s muscular body felt nice against hers and a nervousness about seeing him completely naked for the first time hit her. Not because she thought he would look bad but because she might not be able to stop staring. Once upstairs she felt the mattress against her back when she was brought down and her fingers played with the ends of his black hair while she looked into her submissive boyfriend’s eyes. “I’ve waited for this day for so long.” She told him. “I thought it was something that will never happen because how how things went in the beginning with Avery and Brittany and everything else.” She felt calm, which wasn’t expected but she wanted him to know that she was here with him and not lost in her thoughts. “I’m glad we waited as long as we have. For us to know how much we love each other because I really do love you. With all my heart, Robin.”

Robin

Gently, Robin settled Anya onto the mattress  and straddled over her. His eyes rested on her, watching as the shades of blues glistened. It struck him when she mentioned Brittany and Avery, mainly because he hadn't thought of them in quite some time. Sure, the two popped into his head when they first started seeing one another, along with Dizzy and Lola, but as time pressed on and his confidence in their relationship grew, none of them deemed as important anymore. It was the two of them and that was what mattered. Not their past relationships, not the uncertainty that came with their statuses, just them. "I love you, too," he answered softly. "You're everything to me..."

Anya

“Am I?” She didn’t mean to ask this. Or for her face to look somewhat sad yet happy but this touched her so much. “I like knowing I’m that to you because that’s how I feel when it comes to you. I can’t picture my life without you.” Her fingertips lightly touched Robin’s lips, eyes on them until she smiled to herself. “All my life I was brought up to only focus on attracting a Dominant. Never did I think of the possibility of this happening. And what I like about this is you’re basically the first person I met at the academy. I still want to kneel for you but I learned to restrain myself.” She laughed, lowering her hands now to slowly pull his at his shirt to get it off.

Robin

"Of course," Robin answered easily. It was the most natural thing to say at that moment. He never told Anya, but he knew that she was one of the main reasons he backed away from his in-coming breakdown. After all that he and his family had gone through he just blanked, the Robin everyone knew disappeared and he went on the full offensive. To this day, his disdain for most Dominants remained, but he didn't act on it. He finally had his anchor and someone to care for. His heart pounded against his chest as she spoke and once he felt her hands pull at his shirt, the familiar knots in his stomach returned. His face grew hot and he swore his palms grew sweaty with nerves, but he still aided in removing the shirt, tossing it to the side to be forgotten.

Anya

God...she thought to herself as her eyes looked up and down his bare chest. Both hands went to feel along it, taking in the smoothness and the fact only she got to do this. Anya’s hands went all the way down to his pants but kept going until she reached one of his hands. “Here.” She said as she tugged on end edge of her own shirt so he could feel underneath it; instantly craving his touch on her skin. Anya’s heart beat so fast and every little thing was amplified. She wanted to tell him to make love to her but it was obvious they’ll reach that point. This wasn’t something to be rushed between them.

Robin

For what seemed like hours, Robin couldn't shake off the butterflies that rushed around in his stomach as Anya studied him with both hands and eyes. While he knew that there wasn't anything to worry about, there was still a gnawing feeling that he needed to push away. Soon enough, as though she read his mind, Anya guided him, carefully bringing his hands under her shirt. It was so foreign to him: the gentle touch but the quiet pleading. He pushed himself further, allowing for his fingers to map out the canvas of her stomach and up to the curve of her breasts. His heart hammered, but he leaned in, kissing the side of her neck just before he finally forced himself away-- if only by an inch-- and peeled the shirt off her person.

Anya

Every touch felt new and Anya’s breath caught in her throat when Robin’s hand moved upwards. She melted into the mattress and closed her eyes, lightly scratching his skin with her short nails because she wanted to feel him constantly. And when it came time to take her shirt off she sat up just enough to help him, keeping up with help of her hands which rested behind her. Her hair fell into her eyes but when she looked up at him it partially fell away on its own. Breathing hard while her heart raced, Anya kissed the underside of Robin’s chin. Then throat. She went with what felt natural and right now it was to kiss as much of him as she could.

Robin

The two had gotten heated before, seeing how many of their shared movie or study study time turned into make out sessions, but they always stopped when things got too far. Everything was over the clothes and almost always above the waist, all for the sake of taking things slow. Seeing Anya famished was more than enough to egg him on. He always knew she was beautiful, even before they were together, but it was a completely different side to her beauty that never witnessed before. His hand reached around her back, pulling her closer against him, letting her warmth tangle with his own. His fingers already began to work with the fastening of her bra, not even bothering to wait.

Anya

Anya wanted to make sure she pleased him with her appearance. She went ahead and shaved and applied one of her favorite scented lotions which smelled like a soft lavender. She even went and wore sexy underwear she bought during one of her trips to the mall with Miss Chloe. The Domme helped her pick one which looked the sexiest on her even though Anya was convinced she was incapable of looking anything close to that. That was until she was with Robin and the way he kissed and touched her. It felt so nice and sweet and cherished. She could feel the way he reacted to her and Anya wondered if this was what it felt like to be desired. She kissed him back, with some force, and lowered her hands to start work with undoing everything; which was a challenge given his close their bodies were.

Robin

His fingers fumbled around the tiny, metal clasp sewn into the back of her bra. He almost cursed under his breath as the back wouldn't give, but thankfully he finally got it to snap just as he shifted his hips far enough for Anya to slip her hands between them both . His breath was heavy, his whole body was heated with pure desire and lust. With a deliberate brush of his hands, Robin pushed her bra-straps down, urging for the garment to slip.

Anya

Anya had seen Robin so many times, the sub practically had him memorized by this point, but the look on his face was so new and when her bra loosened to the point she could remove it easily, she felt a little nervous. What expression would he wear once he saw her breasts? Would he find her attractive still? She wasn’t as big as other girls around the grounds, Anya unable to stop comparing her body to theirs. But Robin was her boyfriend. Why wouldn’t he like how she looks? Telling her insecurities to shut up, Anya removed her bra completely and lowered her arms so Robin could see her.

Robin

Fully clothed or even bare, Anya was still the most beautiful woman Robin had ever laid eyes on. Sometimes he wondered how he even got so lucky, more so since society did not want them together. "You're gorgeous, Anya," He sighed into her ear.

Anya

Her face burned hot because this was such a huge move for them and Robin made it better when he spoke. “I want to look gorgeous for you. Always.” Her hands went up and down his chest and Anya watched this because it was nice to feel all this bare skin and not be in any type of rush. “I want you to touch me.” Her voice was so low because she wasn’t the type to ask for things but it was what she really wanted right now.

Robin

She didn't even have to try. He knew that Anya had self doubts about herself, but he wished that she didn't. He wanted her to see what he saw in her, though he knew that was easier said than done. Still, she didn't have to worry about whether or not she looked gorgeous because she always did. Slowly, his caressed down Anya's neck and to the curve of her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple, earning shivers to run down his back. Soon enough, kisses peppered down, following his touches: neck, between her breaths, to her stomach.

Anya

Such a chill went through her body when Robin touched her. Everything was sensitive, every nerve in need of more and when he got into kissing her, Anya’s back arched off the bed as if her body beckoned him to kiss more. This very action brought out the softest sounds while her hand went from his broad, bare shoulder to the dark tresses that she loved to run her fingers through so much. Was there anything she could do for him? Or was this where she lets him do what he wanted? Anya’s need to please tried to overpower her but her want to feel good won out. “I love how your mouth feels on me...”

Robin

Robin wasn't used to taking charge, usually he was the one who followed along with any order that was given his direction.  It was however something that he could get used to, making his own choices based on what his partner-- or Anya-- wanted. He took in the cues: the arching of her back, the tugging of his hair, the heavenly sounds that drifted from her lips. Every cue was a sign for him to keep going. His hands kept mapping out her breasts and torso, slowly moving back down to her hips. He wanted to ask just how much she loved his mouth on her, but the words didn't come out, instead, he just tugged at her skirt, urging for it to come off.

Anya

The zipper on the skirt made it hard for it to just come off. Anya fumbled with it, fingers unable to get a good hold due to how anxious and excited she was. Her body could still feel his mouth and hands on her, as if it managed to linger on her very skin. Eventually the zipper pushed down and she shimmied it off. Her panties remained and Anya thought to be bold. To just be bare for him instead of placing it all on him to do. But she did want him to steer. Robin in control is one of the sexiest things she’s ever seen. But that wasn’t in his nature, so she went for it and removed her panties and shoes; which required kicking them off. For the second time in her adult life she was completely naked in front of someone. Anya looked at him in need to watch his reaction to seeing his girlfriend like this.

Robin

Despite wanting to take his time with Anya, he did seem to fumble around due to his urge to rush, hence the zipper of the skirt. Thankfully, Anya aided with that task and soon enough she was laid out before him. As the last bit of fabric moved down her waist and added to the discarded clothing, Robin felt a fiery lust that he hadn’t felt for his girlfriend, not until that moment at least. That wasn’t to say that he didn’t yearn for her, he would be lying through his teeth if those words ever left his lips; seeing her so beautiful, vulnerable, and truly sexy, it made him just want to take her right then and there. His eyes lingered, surveying each curve her body made before he dipped down and captured her lips in a hungry kiss. “God, you’re perfect,” he whispered as he returned back to the trail he had left before.

Anya

They reached that point where there was no going back. Anya’s wanted this with Robin for so long and now they were practically there. To her sex was a huge deal. When she came to the academy she was making out with quite a few guys, even fooled around with a couple. But she only slept with one and that was due to the love she had for the man. And that’s what this was. An act of love. There were people who did this with anyone they found attractive but with Anya to share this was such an intimate and vulnerable act. You showed yourself completely to someone and not just for a one night stand. But because you want them to want this with you always. She knew when it came to securing their chances of being together were limited but she prayed for the possibility that one day she and Robin could be together in their own special claim. If it were possible. Robin’s voice sounded deep and heavenly and her fingers played with his hair. She squirmed and pressed her body against his, finding it hard not to wrap her legs around Robin’s waist. Anya could feel his hard on easily like this and excitement flourished within. “I want you,” She said, quick to keep the Sir from following...

Robin

He wasn't sure what it was that he felt: anxiety, excitement? They both were so close together, they just meshed into one. Feeling Anya flushed against his bare chest; the movements of her chest, the soft breaths that tickled his face, they all made his head spin. He had to work on autopilot, he needed to let something other than his own mind move him forward. Usually, whoever he was with would guide him, but now it was just him. With little though, the words slipped from his mouth, "How much?" His words were low, gravely in the back of his through. Robin found himself finishing the job that Anya had started: his shoes were kicked off along with pants and underwear.

Anya

She couldn’t think clearly by this point but that’s what she liked. How you could be with someone and not be worried about if they’ll take advantage or even hurt you. With Robin she knew everything would be done sweet and slow. And when he removed the last of his clothes Anya stared at his body. Both of them were completely naked and the nervousness from before remained but she wasn’t scared. First times were always a little nerve-wracking but she knew after everything they’ll be even closer than they are now. “I want you so much. I don’t know how to put it in words but I just want you. I want to feel you on me. In me.” That last part sounded so naughty coming from her, she even had the small smirk to match. Anya sat up and moved to the edge of the bed to move her hands up and down the front of his bare body. “You’re sexy.” She looked up at him while her hand dropped to his lower stomach.

Robin

Compliments were never something Robin knew how to take. Whether it was a simple praise or someone gushed over something he did, he would just go red faced and shuffle around until the feeling slowly washed away. Truth be told, he had to fight the urge to just get flustered and back away; Anya's soothing voice brought him back, allowing him to move along with her. Her hands left trails of electricity on his skin, causing him to audibly intake a deep breath.  With slight caution, as though waiting for her to say whether she wanted to stop or not, his hand traced over her breasts again and down to her lower stomach, stopping just between her legs. "Tell me again how much you want this.." While it wasn't a demand, there was still a force to his voice that not even he was used to, but that didn't stop him. His fingers finally brushed over her entrance, causing for his own body to shiver.

Anya

How could he ask her such a question right before touching a part of her body he’s never been near before, not when it was completely bare. Anya trembled and her hips rocked forward just enough to say for him to keep going. Her cheeks were on fire, certain the heat traveled to the rest of her face but my gosh this was really building up and she wanted to feel all of him. Every single inch he had to give her. “I want this. I want this so much.” She was close to begging at this point. “I want you.” She leaned up and kissed his mouth before mumbling against his lips, “I need you.”

Robin

As she spoke, Robin reached forward; his fingers rubbed against her clit. The  electricity he felt before heightened. He hadn't been with anyone in this way in ages, well, since Brittany. He knew that the day he and Anya reached that point would happen, but he never forced it, honestly he was the one who usually felt like they needed to slow down-- whether it was for her feelings or his fear of stepping too far he really wasn't sure. "Good, I love you so much..." he breathed against her jawline.

Anya

She'd never get tired of hearing that word from him, no matter which way he delivered it because it felt so strong and real and pure. That his love wasn't one to take for granted as Robin was the type of person, so careful with everything, that would be careful with who he showed his love to. At least that's how Anya viewed it and maybe, someday, she'll share that with him. The pressure of his fingers and he way they moved against her caused her to let out a low sigh, tinged with the softest moan. Anya's lips pressed together and she breathed heavier through her nose. It'd been so, so long..."I love you too, Robin." Her head rolled to the side but not by much because she wanted him to keep kissing her jawline. She wanted him to kiss so much more but didn't know if this was to be asked or for him to do on his own.

Robin

Anya's noises were soft and delicate, but enough to cause a twist in Robin's stomach from the arousal that he held. His own growl rumbled against her newly wet skin; one hand combed back through Anya's dark locks, while the other continued to swirl circles between her legs. HIs body pressed against hers, as though aching for touch-- as if they couldn't be any closer.

Anya

Each movement of fingers,  the way they glided around her caused Anya to squirm a little more; adding some noises to the mix as she felt a heat. Such a good heat. The type of heat she tried to bring upon herself but it always felt so wrong to do on her own. Anya craved a lot of this attention from Robin and now that it was here she didn’t know what to do with herself. Braving the next movement she lowered her hand and turned her face to look at him again. Anya included slowly to give herself more of a reach as her fingertips found his bare...well. She couldn’t even get herself to think the word without blushing.

Robin

Robin hissed as Anya's fingers brushed over his flesh. He urged for her to continue, his hips rolling forward for more touch. "A-Anya.." He fumbled, his words hardly over a whisper. He knew full and well how needy he sounded, but could he be blamed? The experience was not only a new one for the two of them to share, but for Robin-- it had just been so long. As he waited, he pushed one of his fingers into her wet entrance, and added another kiss to the side of her face.

Anya

Robin said her name in such a way which was so very attractive, Anya trying to get him to say it against but a gasp left her lips instead and as soon as the pressure of his finger brought that noise out his mouth was on her. Anya’s hand took hold of him now and she kept still while they kissed. It was so hot. So, so very hot and her lower body rocked forward to try to ride the lone digit. It wasn’t much but she’d almost forgotten how good it felt to have this done to her.

Robin

There was so much heat between them, and Robin's self control was cracking. His finger rubbed against her walls, and soon he added a second. His kisses were no longer sweet and slow, but hungry and full of want.

Anya

The change was noticed and Anya took advantage of it. Was she going based on him to add more? Or was this because they were reaching a point where he’d start to really hear the type of sounds she made when she got very turned on? These weren’t things a lot of people heard as she was somewhat embarrassed by them, plus her sexual experience wasn’t exactly a lot. “I-oh-“ she tried to form a sentence when she dropped her head away from him but it was all so much. Her hands went down his bare sides and she gripped onto Robin’s waist, tugging him firmly against her. “I need to feel you.” She finally panted out, aware that there was a slight whine mixed her her beg. But she couldn’t help to. She was worked up to the point of needing more, more, more!

Robin

Robin's breath shook in the back of his throat as he tried his damnedest to focus. His vision already blurred from the fog that bellowed in his head. His hands moved away, trembling as they lowered to her thighs pulling her closer against him. "Do you want me in you?" He asked, his voice low and still in the back of his throat.

Anya

There was tremendous heat between them, the type which coated her body with a sheen coat of sweat and caused her to practically pant. Anya nodded, unable to push the words past her lips because of how melty her mind felt right now. Her hands grabbed and pulled at him, a low type of whimper followed when she kissed her boyfriend again. The kiss, which ended with her teeth tugging his lower lip in a way she wasn’t exactly used to but wow she practically boiled now with such lust. “I do.” She whispered, short nails dug into the back of his shoulders after she spoke.

Robin

Trembles, that seemed to become something that Robin needed to get used to. It was odd and quite ironic that the two had so much heat between them, yet all Robin seemed to do was tremble against his girlfriend's body. God, he wanted to stay that close, he didn't want to move away or ever climb from over the crumpled blankets that remained disturbed underneath them. But, there was an inch, a small space that he added as he pulled away just enough to readjust himself comfortably between Anya's legs. With an ease that Robin didn't think he had at that moment, he pressed the tip of his cock against Anya's entrance . Slowly, he finally pushed inside, a long moan tumbling from his lips as his head fell forward and his hair dropped in front of his eyes.

Anya

Adjusting to Robin as he pushed into her was even on Anya’s mind as all she could focus on was how he sounded. How each inch forward made more and more heat accumulate in her already hot body. He felt so good, filling her up in such a way that was brand new for both of them. Anya thought, in the past, sex was something to have with people because it was fun. Not that she had a whole world of experience in that department but everyone around her was doing it like it was nothing. But there was that voice inside which said it needed to be meaningful and to wait for that person who made her feel loved. Robin made her feel more than loved. He made her feel understood. He made her feel like she was someone worth being with, that she wasn’t a screwup or incapable of thinking for herself. And all of that fed into the desire she felt for her boyfriend. Her submissive boyfriend. When Robin was in all the way Anya looked up at him, darkened blue eyes soaking up his sexy smile and how his hair hung just over his forehead. “You feel really, really good.” She said as her legs went to wrap around his waist.

Robin

He heart pounded so loudly that he heard each thump in his ears. For a moment, he didn't even more, he just gazed down at Anya, whose expression was quite assuring. The praise hardly reached him, but he heard enough to nod his head to just acknowledge what was said. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on her lips just as his hips began to move against hers.

Anya

They finally reached this point and Anya wondered if the next time she’ll just hop on him instead of going as slow as they did. Because with the way he felt and how her body welcomed each push. Each thrust, she knew it’ll be hard to not want more and more. Her fingers skirted up his back and she eagerly kissed him in return, taking time to deepen it so she could feel the press of his tongue against her own. Anya wanted to get more out of this, plus to give Robin as much enjoyment as possible, so she rocked her him in such a way that worked together with each thrust from him. After a few times of this Anya noticed the heat which pooled, wondering if Robin could feel it, too.

Robin

It had been far too long since Robin had been that intimate with someone, and of course with that someone being Anya, it made the experience all that much better- hell, he wondered if the wait made it better.  Yes, there were moments when he wanted to just take Anya to his bed, but he needed to make sure that not only she was ready, but him as well. With all the pain he had gone through and the mistrust, he couldn't help but want to wait as long as they did. He picked up the pace as they both found their rhythm, causing for labored pants to fall between the toothy kiss they had been sharing. His fingers ran up the other's jawline and tangled tightly in the locks of her hair.

Anya

There was a type of enjoyment she got from looking at him. Never in her life did she think someone would want to be with her and they were still so very early on when it came to their relationship, on a romantic level, that they had a lot of time to learn everything there is to learn to make it a lasting one. Anya, her eyes so blue and inquisitive, but also full of love, watched Robin; getting turned on with the expression he wore and the sounds he made. In fact her own came forth easily while they moved together. The way he pushed in deep, to the point she felt him fill her completely drove her half crazy. “Keep still in me for a moment.” She said, breathing hard while her hands laid on his sides.

Robin

Robin paused his movements as told to, even though he wanted to continue. His eyes fell onto Anya's and his brows knitted together in confusion as he attempted to catch his breath.

Anya

The way he looked at her caused her to smile, a soft hand danced across Robin’s cheek and she said, “I wanted to just feel you. Without you moving.” Her legs tightened around his midsection and she felt him push deeper by doing this. The left hand went up and down the center of his back, feeling his spine as her eyes looked between their bodies. “I can’t believe we’re doing this. I’ve wanted for so long.” Her other hand skirted the side of his jaw now and Anya rocked her hips slowly, getting them going again. It was done without thinking, something she did so rarely.

Robin

The feathering of her fingers over his cheek caused for his heart to flutter against his chest. It was still an odd request, at least for him, but he remained still and just listened to what she had to say. His hips slowly moved against hers again and his fingers curled tightly against her waist, pulling her even closer-- if even possible.

Anya

The first time she had sex it hurt. A lot. And there was some tenderness with it but Robin’s was so different. He pulled at her in a way she made her feel that he couldn’t get enough of their closeness. It was virtually impossible to do at this point but the movement and press of his fingers into her flesh excited her more. Before, when she wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, became a distant memory as they went on autopilot and explored the broad, expands of Robin’s back; enjoying the way his muscles moved underneath her fingers as he rolled his hips back before pushing deep into her again. The smallest whimper came from her with each press, her mouth on his again while they continued their love making. Her little sounds grew louder as she felt so hot and aroused, the sensation not exactly foreign but still so new. Her fingertips pressed against his back and she bite his lower lip before kissing his mouth again.

Robin

Everything seemed to melt together as time went by. The fog in his head just grew thicker as the heat built up in the pit of his stomach. “Anya...” He found himself groaning, as though it was a warning and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. His forehead pressed against hers as he attempted the near impossible task to catch his breath.

Anya

It must have been the mix of everything between them, the buildup and the amount of love each press and touch brought that had her cling to him tighter, in such a way her body moved with his. Anya breathed hard, panting and whimpering and unable to catch her breath. She kissed Robin after he groaned her leg and as she went as tight against him as possible was when the heat from everything struck and she made noises which sounded nothing like herself. In actuality she felt like she sounded like someone in one of those pornos she’s seen. Not thinking anything of it she didn’t let Robin go, not when she felt him push deep into her, pushing her so close to the edge she knew it wouldn’t take much more from him to send her over.

Robin

Robin tugged at the end of Anya's hair as his fingers moved to the sheets for more support. His whole body felt numb with only clammy heat gracing his skin. It was almost as if he was going to curl into himself. His forehead pressed against Anya's and all that was able to leave his lips were desperate pants. The twist in his stomach finally subsided but in turn, the spasms that rocked his body with the climax took hold and he kept himself buried in his girlfriend. Broken moans rushed from the back of his throat as the pleasure reached its high point.

Anya

“Oh God.” She managed to her out. Then another “Oh, God...” this one was slightly high pitched and Anya cut her own words off when she felt that strong hot powerful feeling that felt much too big for her completely overpower everything and she couldn’t breathe right or catch her breath. Or even stop touching Robin as he made noises of his own. Her arms went around him and Anya wrapped her legs around him tight while her face pressed to his chest. She kissed it many many times and went up to press soft and lazy sweaty kisses against his lips.

Robin

At first, all was a haze. All the noises that Anya made came to him muffled and far away. It took him a moment to even begin to fall gently from his high. His body pressed against Anya's as he lowered himself into a more relaxed position and the heat from his flesh began to tingle all around him. It was absolute bliss.

Anya

There was more weight on her than before and Anya’s hold around Robin’s body didn’t slacken. Her lips, though, they did shift to the side to kiss away at the stubbled skin. “That was perfect.”’her voice sounded lazy and far away and she knew that there was no way to hide the glow in her skin from her dad but right now that was the least of her concerns. “We’re going to do this all the time aren’t we?” Anya sounded hopeful and giddy at the idea of them spending all their free time naked.

Robin

Robin hummed in return, his eyes half lidded before he pulled Amy's closet to his chest. "I'll let you know in a bit," he teased, his voice hoarse and low. If it were up to him, he'd stay like that forever.

[robininno]

[The Arrangement || Robanya]

Tagged: Robin Haseo, Anya MacPherson, ft.. Harold MacPherson & Haseo household( @anya-the-dreamer )

Location: Haseo estate, New Bern, NC, USA

Timeframe: Aug,18th,2017

General Notes: The MacPherson’s are invited to take a trip to meet the Haseo family. During the trip, it is finally arranged for Anya to be claimed by Robin’s younger brother, Nathan.

Robin

Anxiety did not even cover all of what Robin felt. His relationship with Anya relied on how well this week went. She was going to meet his family; whether or not his father approved would effect what they would do to help. In just one short day, her father would give his judgement as well. Sure, be told Anya that he wouldn't let them tear them apart, but he knew that there was only so much he could do for them to stay together. His parents had not only paid for their boarding pass, but also Anya's father's. So there he sat, Anya next to him and two of his Dom coworkers in the row in front of them. They were more than lucky that they agreed to escort them-- it helped that it gave them an excuse to go further South and head to Disney, but that was besides the point. He gripped tightly at the edge of the armrest as the plane arrived onto the runway, the pilot's  voice echoes over the intercom, but nothing he said even registered to the nervous Sub.

Anya

The flight was something Anya dreaded only because she didn't know how her dad would be about the entire thing. They were close together, not for the first time, but leaving the country entirely was something new to her and her dad had been unusually quiet about his opinions. It could have something to do with how she told him to see she loves Robin and that she knows she wants to be with him. That the Dominant he kept pushing on her would only bring her unhappiness and she knew he didnt want that. Still, there was that tension from him and she knew he was taking everything in to discuss at a later time. Her mom stayed home, a neighbor keeping an eye on things while Harold traveled with his daughter.

Robin

Once the belt light overhead turned off, the two, younger Doms who sat up front stood, prompting for Robin to do the same once his belt was undone. He made sure to glance over at Harold first however-- something he constantly did, seeing how he held his and Anya's relationship on a thread. "Sir, I can get the overhead bags, if you'd like?" He offered, again just wanting to stay on the Dom's good side, well, he at least wanted to inch his way onto it. "That way the both of you can get ahead?"

Anya

Harold hand was on his seatbelt buckle, fingers curled underneath the metal, when Robin addressed him. He raise his eyes and pulled the release. "Thanks," he said. "Ready to get moving, bumblebee?" he asked his daughter who was gathering her purse and sticking a magazine into it. Harold did look at Robin again as he pulled the luggage down, still unsure about this entire arrangement they were there to discuss. It was something his daughter was firm about and he wanted to continue  encouraging that happiness, but he preferred if it was done in a tradiational route. Harold stood and took Anya's hand, leading her past the submissive and following behind the other Dominants who joined them.

Robin

Robin offered a stiff nod before stepping to the side so both Anya and Harold could walk ahead. Not only did Robin offer for the two to meet up with him so he could be polite, but the sub also needed a breather, he needed to get away from the older Dom for just a few moments. He had just spent almost two hours sitting near the other, completely on edge and was about to drive with him for another two hours to get to his house. Yeah, a moment apart was much needed. The group traveled ahead while Robin lugged behind, carry-on in tow. His two friends paused and waited once they made it to the tunnel, allowing for Robin to catch up. “Alright, we have to catch our next flight in the next hour, are you sure that you’ll be okay,” one of them asked, his lopsided smile turning sympathetic. “Yeah..” He glanced over to where Anya walked with her father. “I’ll be fine,” he answered with a huff before he turned his attention back to the pair. “Thanks again, you guys really didn’t have to volunteer for this..” “Oh, it’s fine, we needed a vacation anyways!” The shorter of the two assured, he already was on his toes with the excitement. The two doms had planned to take a trip further South to visit theme parks, so when the news came out that Robin needed chaperones for a trip, they did not hesitate to offer their help. Robin would never forget their kindness. “Still, I really appreciate it,” he muttered before standing straight. “I guess I’l see you guys in a week.” With that, he walked ahead, meeting with Anya and Harold. He offered the both a polite smile and pointed out customs before speaking. “My dad had to go on a business trip the other day, so he left his car here for us, along with my permissions to drive the car, so we can show the security at the checkpoints. Is there anything else we need for the drive, sir?” He asked. “He should return this evening.”

Anya

Harold waited patiently with his daughter and listened to briefly to their farewells when he neared them once again. This felt too out of the way. Complicated. They could have done something simple if he had his way; but when it came to Anya his soft spot for her won out. “I prefer to drive,” he spoke eventually. Harold never let his wife drive and hadn’t been in a car where a submissive has. He was far more comfortable behind a wheel anyhow. “Anya will take the backseat and you’ll be up front with me.”

Robin

Robin bit down at the inside of his cheek just to keep from arguing his way into driving the car. It was technically his car, but of course, he had to stay on Harold’s good side, even if he really disliked the situation he was thrown in. “That’s fine, whatever makes you more comfortable, Sir,” he replied, forcing a polite smile before he moved to the side, allowing for Harold to join the customs line first.

Anya

The process went smoothly and soon they were in the parking garage and following the directions given to find the car. Anya walked between them and held Robin’s hand. As much as she wanted to be on her best behavior she couldn’t stop herself from being close to her boyfriend. Harold kept to himself, mostly trying to wrap his head around what they were there to do. As soon as they found the car they put their luggage into the trunk and Harold took his place behind the steering wheel. “I don’t know my way around so I’ll need you to navigate, Robin.”

Robin

One the three finished through customs, Robin felt his stomach twist and knot, almost as if he was going to be sick. He knew it was the anxiety of not only being home, but his family meeting Anya, the fact that they and Anya's father held the future of their relationship. No one could blame him for suddenly feeling so ill. He kept it to himself and was incredibly thankful when Anya took his hand. While the action wasn't enough to completely take the edge off, it was enough to at least keep him from repeating his last meal. He squeezed her hand as acknowledgement, only letting go when they reached the car. If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't able to get behind the wheel, Robin would have felt joy overtake his anxiety.  The ten-year-old Mercury was the car that unofficially belonged to Robin. He was the one who tended to it and used it the most when he was home. As much as he wanted to take the wheel, he knew he had to hand over the key-copy his parents had sent in the mail. He held back a sigh as he walked around to the passenger door, opening Anya's on the way. "Yes, sir," he answered as he settled in. It was going to be a long ride.

Anya

Anya didn’t say anything after she buckled in, but she didn’t look over her should and smiled at Robin. There was a nervousness behind her smile and she hoped it didn’t show. What they were doing was different. Nobody she knew did something like this. They just caught the eye of a Dom or some are getting close to possible voiding. Only one went through with an arranged claim and Anya knew she hated it. There was no love or passion. Just her getting to know a stranger after they were bound together for life. Anya listened to her dad talk during the breaks in Robin’s directions and she suddenly felt as if she were in a dream. This was a world she’d never seen before, a completely new landscape. And was going to meet Robin’s family. What if they hated her? She wasn’t exactly remarkable or memorable. They may have it in their mind that their son should be with someone else. Anya’s fingers played with the sleeve of her sweater and she tried not to overthink. Which was hard as it was her speciality.

Robin

Robin's eyes caught the wary smile Anya had flashed, and it pained him that he couldn't do anything to calm whatever fears she had. Not with Harold right there. He had to swallow down his feelings, which, unfortunately was something he had become accustom to doing while being a Void. The ride was long, just as Robin expected, though traffic was light, which made things a bit easier. He did his best to fill in any small talk-- which small was putting it lightly. However, once they neared town, Robin felt his stomach twist again. He wasn't sure if it was from excitement or horror. New Bern was a small, coastal town. People knew each other. They all talked. The second he was recognized, people would most likely bring up the scandal he was forced into all those years ago, which really would not bode him well. He nearly sunk into his seat at the mere thought. He tried to focus on the positives: he would see his family, maybe even his friends, oh, and of course the dogs and cats-- wait. "Sir, you don't have any issues with animals, right?" he suddenly blurted, his attention on Harold. He wasn't sure if the Dom knew about what his family did and their literal farm.

Anya

All her life she lived in Toronto. She knew of other places because of movies and stories she heard from her parents. They used to travel all over before she was in the picture. They did a lot around Toronto and they even gone to Niagara Falls a couple times but other than that this was the furthest she’s been. She took everything in, thinking of Robin growing up in this very town. Anya wanted to roll the window down and feel how it smelled. Which would be a weird thing to explain so she kept her window up.  “What type of animals?” Her father’s response to Robin’s question brought Anya out of her headspace.

Robin

Well, might as well tell him now. "Um... Well, we have seven dogs.. most of them stay outside most of the time.. and we also have two cats.. who also stay outside most of the time. My family also runs a farm, but those guys are mainly seen if you go further into the property.." He really doubted that he was selling his family's living situation, even if they were quite upper class.

Anya

“I’ll have to make certain our clothes and belongings are clean before we return to Toronto. Anya’s mother is highly allergic to cats.” Harold shared. Anya knew her parents didn’t allow pets but never did she know the actual reason and now she felt guilty for initially getting excited about playing with kitties.

Robin

"Yeah, of course," Robin answered quickly. Knowing his mother, the Dom wouldn't even have to ask about laundry; she would make sure that it was all done before the thought of even packing crossed anyone's mind. She was a true homemaker, something that he was sure they would catch the moment they walked into the house. A few moments passed by and Robin continued to direct Harold to the property. They soon hopped onto a long, dirt road, with large trees on either side of the car. His heart hammered against his chest and he was sure that the other two occupants heard each beat. They reached a wrought iron gate with large, white walls on either side. "I'll get out an open it.."

Anya

Harold kept behind the wheel and waited for Robin to leave the car. “Is this what you want, bumblebee? A life which could possibly keep you in the middle of nowhere.” He didn’t use tone with his question as he knew the ultimate decision was on him but he wanted to hear it. There was much to figure out and the ultimate place for his daughters home may be very far from a farm. Anya nodded slowly as she was too busy looking at the surroundings. This was different from what she’d grown accustomed to.

Robin

Opening the control panel, Robin keyed in the code, rumbling the gates awake and causing for them to retract into the walls. He waved for Harold to drive in and waited for him to pull forward so he could close them once more-- he really didn't need to be given a speech from his parents on how the gates must always be closed. Once the gate was closed again, Robin climbed into the car. "The house is just a few feet after the bend."

Anya

Harold drove in silence, mainly due to the fact this was a new place and he wanted to get a feel for it. Anya was more in awe with the surroundings and she turned in her seat and placed a hand on the side of it. “You grew up here? With all of this?” It was clear how excited she was and Robin had shared this part of his life with her before but now they were actually here she wanted to hear it again, being able to see it better in her head now.

Robin

A smile formed on Robin's lips, one that was nearly nonexistent previously in their trip. "Yeah," he admitted cheerfully, his eyes back on the clearing path. "This is where I grew up." Almost as though on cue, the trees that engulfed them before disbursed, revealing the large estate. The Haseo house was a massive country home that was worn in age. The white sliding was greyed with dirt and moss had begun to creep up the sides, its fingers curled around the panels for dear life. Plants hung gracefully around the deck that greeted them, appearing far more lively than the home. A table sat out front with a recently opened umbrella , with colors vibrant against the shining sun.  The  three story home that usually appeared shocking, or even overwhelming to others, was welcoming to Robin. A car sat parked in the gravel, signalling that his mother was already inside. "You can park right next to that, sir."

Anya

When the house practically bloomed from the lush green of the trees both Harold and Anya looked on with awe. Harold seen homes like this but never been inside one other than home tours on the TV and Anya never, ever been inside a house as nice as this. "Wow..." She said underneath her breath. How could he go from something so beautiful to...but that thought went away as she knew that it had to be something pretty bad because it lead to his voiding. Harold steered the car where directed and he spoke finally, after some time. "This is quite the estate. How long has it been in your family?"

Robin

As the car stopped, so did Robin's heart. It was as though the reality of the situation had just hit him. Inside the home was obviously his mother. While his mom was not a rude or mean person, she was very judgmental, more so when it came to her children. Her life was her family, despite what others thought, considering how his voiding went. Robin knew that his mother had a large personality, one that many people found strange for a Sub. He only hoped that it wouldn't make Anya's father want to pull away. "Oh.." He snapped back to reality and quickly thought back to the answer to the question. "It was may grandparents' house, we moved into it when I was about ten." He didn't remember much about his grandparents finally gave the property to his father. He just remembered the constant visits and how he felt small around them. He often wondered if they would have given them the home if his aunt hadn't fallen ill. "Let me help with the luggage, Sir," Robin suddenly found himself offering, finally undoing his seatbelt.

Anya

Harold thought to himself if a family could have a home like this then they may be decent enough people. On the other side of the coin they did have a son who was voided and this kept him hesitant on fully relaxing with the idea of bringing their families together, no matter how much his daughter liked the boy. Harold popped the trunk and went to the other side to help his bumblebee out. She was excited, that much was obvious. “Who are we meeting today?” He should have asked this question before when they were driving, as a means to mentally prepare.

Robin

The moment Robin opened the door, he heard the familiar barking and rustling behind the black, chain-linked fence that was practically hidden by the tall shrubbery. His heart pounded harshly, though he still did his best to remain calm. "Um.. well, right now my mom should be inside, but everyone should be home later.." His whole demeanor shifted, as though he was a little kid scared of stepping the wrong way.  He moved over to the trunk and pulled out as many bags as he could handle. Once everything was out and ready, he led the two up to the red, brick steps. The wooden deck groaned with age as they stepped closer to the door. Robin reached around and grabbed a spare key and finally opened the door. They were all met with a small foyer, muted pink walls on either side. To their left was an archway that led to the large dining room, while on the right was a coffee table with a chest tucked underneath. Rushed footsteps came down the stairs, as did a booming bark. Two dogs rushed over to the three, one large, white Samoyed and a dachshund whose size was pitiful compared to the other.  Suddenly, Robin's whole persona changed again, he went from the worried child outside to an excited owner who had just come home . "Hey, buddies!" He exclaimed, a bright smile pulled onto his face. He set the luggage to the side and opened his arms, allowing from the larger of the two dogs to jump up onto his chest, though her eyes remained on the two strangers.

"Honey, is that you?!" A woman's voice was heard from further inside the house. Her thick, Southern drawl was unmistakable. First, her head popped in from the end of the hall, her auburn hair held up in a clamp, her face, though tired with age, was bright with excitement. She hurried over to the group, causing for the two dogs to scurry out of the way. The woman's arms draped around Robin, tears brimming her eyes. "I didn' know you all would come at this time, I would have been more prepared! I just started cookin'!" She pulled away, wiping the tears from her cheeks before turning to Harold and Anya. "I'm so sorry, I feel rude. But, Sir, I'm sure you understand how a parent feels when they see their kid for the first time in months!" With no hesitation, she took Harold's hand and offered a formal bow. "My name's Rebecca Haseo, I'm Robin's mother."

Anya

Anya felt her own emotions grow watching Robin with his dogs and then when his mom came in she found herself retreat within a moment. This was big to meet his family, especially his mother, and she wanted the woman to like her. They were already doing something so crazy by being two subs in love but she didnt’ want her to be upset that he spent all his time with another submissive instead of a Dominant. Anya’s eyes casted on the floor while she listened to her father talk to the woman, saying he understands completely. There was a shift in his voice and she wondered if it had to do with finally seeing Robin in a home setting and not as a former void who his little bumblebee fell head over heels for.

Robin

Rebecca pulled away from the man before speaking again, her eyes cast up the the stairs. She called for Kai, Robin's younger sister and Rebecca's only daughter.  Robin took in a deep breath, his eyes trained onto the stairs  then onto his mother who seemed completely oblivious to his worry. The last time he had seen his sister in person, she was merely a shell of herself, completely waif like. Her attempt in ending her own life had completely shattered the family and the pieces took far too long to put back together. "Once my daughter comes down, she will show you around. Do you two want any water while I'm down here with you all?" She asked.

Anya

"Yes. For the both of us." Harold said in response to her question. Anya wasn't aware she asked because there was something about Robin's body language which felt different than what she was used to. It was the type of tense she'd seen him get every once in awhile. Her dad and Robin's mom spoke about the property and Anya slipped to her boyfriend, taking hold of his hand. "You okay?" she asked in a quiet voice for only him to hear. Her blue eyes bore into the side of his face in all hopes he'll turn to look at her.

Robin

As Rebecca sauntered into the kitchen to get water, Harold in tow, Robin just eyed the staircase, listening for the shuffling just above. "Hmm..?" He finally replied to Anya, his gaze tearing from the stairs and onto his worried girlfriend. He offered a smile, hoping that it was enough to calm her down, if even a little. "Yeah, I just... haven't seen my sister since I left." He stared at the case once more. "I just hope she's okay... when I left she was still so zombie-like.."

Anya

Her other hand went to the crook of his elbow and she leaned in to give him a type of hug, though it wasn’t much of one. “I bet she is. She’s about to see you so that should perk her up.” Anya knew something happened before and Robin shared a little but she wondered just what exactly happened with his sister.

Robin

With Anya's touch, the weight on Robin's shoulders faded. He still felt the knot in the pit of his stomach, but he felt slightly more at ease with her presence. "Yeah, I guess," he answered under his breath, a curl forming at the corner of his mouth. Soon enough, two pairs of footsteps were heard going down the stairs. One was far more in a hurry than the other and much lighter. First, a tiny ball of fur rushed straight up to Anya, its tail wagging with delight. A little maltese gazed up at the guest with delight twinkling in her eyes. Second down the stairs came the owner of the happy dog, and the girl who Robin had been so nervous to see.

 Kai was very thin and shared more features with her mother than she did her sibling. Her skin was dark and brown eyes large and wide. Her hair fell in waves down to her shoulder blades, and the sundress she wore was fitted by a ribbon pulled tightly around her frame. "Hey," she greeted, her voice breathy and jittery with excitement. Without a second to spare, she stumbled down the last steps and into her brother's arms. 

Robin held his sister tightly, taking in just how normal she appeared. From the waif-like zombie he had last seen, Kai had life back in her. He pulled away, which cued his sister to turn to Anya and offering a bow. "Hello, I'm Kai. It's nice to finally meet you, Anya."

Anya

Anya looked away from Robin to see who was coming down but just as soon as she laid eyes on a pretty sundress she felt a cold nose against her hand and a dog was making itself her best friend in that moment. Anya didn’t have a lot of exposure around animals and she immediately melted, cooing at the dog and loving on it as if they were long-time friends. She lowered to the dog’s level, trying not to let it lick her face. As she did this she looked up to watch Robin and his sister hug and a smile widened further before standing up to give Kai a small bow, too. “It’s nice to meet you, too.” The dog left Anya and worked it’s way between Kai and Robin. “I love all the animals you have here. They seem so very friendly.”

Robin

Robin dipped down, picking up the jittery Maltese. "They all are, the rest are probably outside running around," he answered. "Yeah, mom didn't want to overwhelm you both. Speaking of which, I should go find her, she's probably in the kitchen talking your dad's ears off."

Anya

“She might be.” Anya laughed, standing back up to keep close to Robin so she could pet the dog’s head. Also she like to keep next to him and they were apart too long during the trip. “I want to look around the property at some point. Not now because there’s a lot of catching up with all of you but maybe tomorrow?”

Robin

The group got back together in the living room, which gave them all a quick break before going up the stairs to put the luggage away. According to Rebecca, Robin's father wanted both girls to stay in Kai's room. Harold was to stay in in Nathan's room, and Robin and Nathan would go up the stairs to Robin's room. Kai offered the tour, allowing for her mother to change into more appropriate attire.

Anya

When Anya first arrived to Cavendish she had to adjust to sharing a room with someone. Which excited her so much because she lived such a lonely life as a homeschooled sub who didn’t have anyone to spend time with. And now here she was about to stay with Kai and to get to know her. Which was a ginormous deal to her because she wanted to get to know all of Robin’s family. During the tour she looked at everything with a budding excitement, curious how Robin was seeing it all again even if he’s been home since he regained his sub status. Her hand found his halfway through the tour and she kept glued to his side.

Robin

Kai walked the group from the living room and through the china doors that led to the large dining space; unlike the majority of the house, the dining room was painted with dark reds and browns, contrasting from the welcoming, light colors used before. She then led them back to the entrance, pointing out where her father's office was, but chose to not open the door. Up the stairs, she noted the sitting area to their left where a piano sat undisturbed. She filled both Anya and her father in on how the Subs in the academy the three siblings attended were trained in fields of the arts. Robin made sure to not add in where that tradition stemmed from. As the tour continued, Kai pointed out the three bedrooms, opening the door to Nathan's and her own. They were similar in size but both were completely different in decor. Hers was bright with yellow paint and floral print, the beaded curtains on the bay window allowed for colorful light to dance on the plush carpet. A cot had already been pulled into the large space, giving Anya her own bed to sleep in. Nathan's room was painted with blue paint, sports and music decor was plastered throughout. 

Kai then pointed out the staircase tucked away towards the back of the house, noting that up there was Robin's room, which was added on but closing off half of the attic. After the tour, Kai turned to Harold. "If you want to wash up, Sir, you are welcomed to. There's an in-suite bathroom in Nathan's room that you are able to use, as does Anya in mine."  She then turned to Robin. "Motioning for him to go upstairs, most likely for him to change into something less used. "Come on, Anya," she said as she returned her gaze onto Anya. "Let's get everything settled."

Anya

After Harold excused himself to take advantage of the private room and bath, Anya followed Kai to her room. Once again she grew excited about being here with Robin’s family, eager to learn about them. As she went back to the room Anya asked, “How is it like living on a farm? Do you do a lot of the chores around here? Does it get tough around winter?” She knew too many questions came out and she cut herself off. “ Sorry. I want to ask so much and I’m trying not to get ahead of myself and now I’m chatting a lot.”

Robin

Once in the room, Kai went straight to her bed, and sat on its edge. She noticed right away how talkative the other Sub was, which was something she would have to get used to. Kai wasn't all that chatty, even with those she considered as her friends."I don't mind the questions," she answered gingerly and with a shrug of her shoulders. "It's all I know," she started off. "The chores keep me busy when I'm not doing classwork, and the winters are really heavy, I can't say they're not. What about you?" She then asked, shifting the attention onto Anya. "How did you grow up?"

Anya

“During the winter do you only focus on classwork?” Anya didn’t know if it showered a ton here or if that was just like that in Canada. “I was homeschooled. Like most subs but I didn’t have any other subs around to talk to. My parents kept me close by.” She said as she sat on the cot and looked around the room again, this time taking notice of everything.

Robin

"Not really," she answered. "We have to make sure the other animals are okay.. you haven't seen them yet." She meticulously began to pick at the fabric of her dress, pulling a loose string until it finally snapped. "Do you wish that you were around more Subs growing up?"

Anya

“Had there ever been a time when they weren’t?” As soon as she asked the question she wished she could take it back. Anya’s palms went to her knees and she struggled to bring her fingers to her lips to nervously chew on the nails. “Sorry. That probably was a bad question. You don’t have to answer.”’Hopefully that’ll help. “I do. It would have been nice to have friends. Most of the ones I saw was every once in awhile whenever we went out. When I got to Cavendish it introduced me to so many submissives.” She wanted to say how she struggled with seeing Robin as a void since she kept treating him like a dom.

Robin

Kai didn't expect for Anya to ask the question, mostly because her own was merely filler for the silence, plus she was curious. That didn't mean that she wouldn't answer truthfully. "Yes, I feel judged by my peers sometimes," she stated, the words almost robotic. "Being away from them would be nice." Again, she picked at her dress, causing another stitching to loosen from the hem. "But, at least you're having a positive experience now. Cavendish sounds like a good school, I'm jealous."

Anya

“Have you thought about going there?” She knew it would make Robin happy to have his sister in the same  city. “It would be fun to have you there. Or is that not possible?” She shouldn’t open her mouth and suggest things without thinking. “Or are you already enrolled somewhere?” She hoped it was that.

Robin

"I can't," Kai answered honestly. "I have to stay here. I go to the academy here and I can't leave my family, not yet." She didn't explain why, mostly because she didn't want to upset Anya with her past, so Kai just kept the details to herself. "Do you want me to show you where you can keep your stuff for the shower? My mom's very weird when it comes to eating together, so we should hurry... have you ready for when my dad and Nathan come home..."

Anya

Did she...did she say something wrong? Should she not have asked? Anya’s mind went to the way Robin looked when he was about to see his sister after some time apart, to how Kai answered her question. Anya, on the ready to ask why was, instead, asked a question. “I didn’t bring a lot for me to use when I shower. Shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.” She said then added in an insecure tone, “That’s usually it isn’t it?” And what did she mean her mom got weird? Should she change for dinner? She’s been in these clothes for so long.

Robin

"Yes, but.. other things too, like make up, or brushes," Kai answered with a shrug of her shoulders. "When my cousin stays, she has a whole luggage of things with her of stuff like that." Of course, not everyone was as high maintenance as her cousin, but still, Kai usually had an empty shelf in the bathroom just in case. "But still, I know that my mom wants everyone to wash up before dinner, just so it leaves a good impression on my father. She thinks it shows a sense of control if she can get everyone to at least look nice," Kai couldn't help but chuckle at how absurd it sounded. Sometimes she even wondered if her mother was supposed to be a Sub due to the amount of control she craved, though she never brought that question up to her parents.

Anya

Anya wore makeup but nothing really noticeable. Her dad didn’t like her to put too much on because he insisted she looked prettier natural. So what she wore kept in a small bag and she usually used the small mirror and did her makeup in bed. Or her desk. She thought about getting a makeover done at Sephora just to see his she’d look done up professionally. “I only have this one bag. I need more clothes.” She laughed. “Okay. I get it. Can I use your shower? I feel really grimey from the flight and traveling.”

Robin

Kai nodded and motioned for  Anya to follow her over to the bathroom. Like Nathan, Kai also had a large, in-suite bathroom. Her walls were lined with blue tiles, and the shower was freshly cleaned for the visitor. "The shower works like a normal one, and the handle is new, so it should work fine," she explained before stepping in and grabbing a fresh towel from the rack. "I'll be out here. When you finish, we can go downstairs."

Anya

Anya went about the shower after Kai explained how to use everything. Afterwards, when she felt human again, she looked at her reflection in the steam-covered mirror; which was basically a silhouette right now. Her hand dashed across it and she looked at herself. Anya’s wet hair clung to her shoulders in dark curls and she started to comb it slowly. Nerves flourished with each pass of the comb as she knew in no time she’ll be in the same room as Robin’s father. This was such a huge moment and she really, really hoped she made a good impression. After she was put together Anya emerged from the still steamy bathroom and went straight to the cot to put everything away.

Robin

Downstairs, Robin and his mother were preparing the table. Rebecca went on and on about how happy she was that her family was together again, but how she hoped that all their efforts would leave a good impression for both his father and Anya's, Robin just nodded along and prayed that the anxiety in the pit of his stomach would succumb. Again, Robin's father would meet Anya and Harold for the first time. Anyone who met his father never knew where they stood with him: he was stoic and short-worded-- the complete opposite of his mother, who still was talking. "--Your father and brother will be here soon. You should see how hard your brother's working now, we're really proud of him, he's been stepping up to the plate lately." 

 Robin had to fight back an eye roll from that. "Nice," he replied softly, just as the dogs began to bark, signalling that someone was at the front door. Shit.

Anya

Harold walked into the room as soon as the dogs started barking. He wasn’t used to being in someone else’s home, especially people he didn’t know. Every house has their own set of rules to follow and he did his best to be mindful of them. When it came to his daughter he wanted her happiness, which was important, but he needed to make certain this proposition would be in her best interest. The family presented themselves nicely and the home was well run. His only complaint is how he knows this wouldn’t be the easiest thing to put together and he wished his daughter fell for a Dominant instead of a submissive.

Such nervousness courses through Anya while she waited for the dogs to quiet because their owners were home. This was probably he most nervous she felt and with good reason. She was meeting his dad and Nathan, who, if things went well, will be a type of stand in Dominant because Robin couldn’t do it. Gosh. This had her stomach twisting in so many knots and while she tried to keep from freaking, her hand sought Robin’s out and she held onto it.

Robin

The door opened and Rebecca scurried over to the dining room archway; her smile was bright and she politely bowed to the Dominant who appeared before her. The man was muscular, much like his eldest son, his hair had greyed with age, and his head was held high. Behind him was a young man, who still had his baby face: his hair fell just over his forehead, and the expression on his face held one of curiosity.

"Hello, father," Robin greeted, stepping forward, his head bowed, only lifting when the older man's hand fell onto his shoulder. He looked over at Nathan, whose eyes instead fell onto Harold and Anya.

Anya

Anya wanted to move to her knees as soon as they entered the room but she knew to reserve that until it was instructed by her father. However her eyes did remain downcast as she didn’t know if Mr. Haseo liked when an unknown submissive made eye contact. All the schooling she received over the years told her how to be respectful around Dominants but this situation was different as her father, Robin’s father and her potential Dominant were all in the same room. The girl stayed put and quiet. Harold, on the other hand, waited for Robin and his father to break apart before he stepped forward and introduced himself and his daughter. He beckoned her forward and told her to kneel for their host; which she did without question. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.” She hoped this was okay to say and not just directed at Robin’s dad.

Robin

There were mixed feelings about the  kneeling. While Robin was not a fan of Anya feeling as though she was forced to submit, however, his father was one of the only Doms Robin felt deserved such respect. Still, Robin took a step back, his chest heaving as he took deep, steady breaths. Robin's father beckoned Anya to stand before he turned to face both her and her father. "Thank you for accepting our invitation, Mr. MacPherson" he finally spoke. Much like Robin, his father's voice boomed, but with authority. "I am certain that my Sub and my children have been accommodating to you and your daughter. I am Jung-il Haseo." He turned to his youngest child, who still stood behind him, though stood up straight when he realized eyes were on him. 

 "Oh, I'm Nathan. Nice to meet you Mr. MacPherson," Nathan greeted. He took a step forward to take Harold's hand. "And.. you too, Anya."

Anya

Anya waited the appropriate amount of time before she raised to her feet. If Mr. Haseo or Nathan were her Dominants she’d remain for however long needed but with a greeting it didn’t last long. Anya moved to her father’s side even if everything in her wanted to be next to Robin. “Your submissive and children are wonderful. We’ve been shown our rooms and had time to settle in.” Harold praised the man’s family and went to take Nathan’s hand, shaking firmly. Anya slowly raised her eyes to peek at Nathan. She could see the resemblance between he and Robin but it was clear he was much younger. “Anya and I should let you and your family have time to yourselves as I imagine you had a long day at work. We can walk the property and look at the animals.”

Robin

Jung nodded his head, thus dismissing the MacPherson's to do as they pleased, though Rebecca cut in. "The food will be ready soon, in about twenty," she warned.

Anya

Harold said they will be back in ten minutes or so and he took his daughter outside the home and towards the barn. He didn’t intend to take her on an actual walk. This was merely to have her step away from the house to see how she felt. The situation was explained to Harold prior to their arrival and he knew the decision will come from him but he was to take the cue from his bumblebee. While they walked Harold took her hand and he spoke with her. There was talk of nerves and Harold listened. It was the type he expected given the situation. When Anya assured him she’s fine and looking forward to what’s to come, Harold took her word and soon they returned and the Dominant told his daughter to check in the kitchen to help set things for dinner.

Robin

Jung took advantage and took both of his boys to his office, allowing for both Kai and Rebecca to finish up in the kitchen. Honestly, Robin wanted to join them. While their conversation was on the topic of what was to be done in order to make sure Anya stays in his life, it still made him uneasy. Someone else was going to be in their little bubble. By the time the three men stepped out of the office, Anya and her father returned into the house. Robin hurried over into the kitchen, wanting to stay close to Anya.

Anya

Such a delicious smell filled the air and Anya gravitated towards the kitchen when she and her dad returned. Harold stayed behind in the living room while she went forward. As soon as she entered she saw Robin and went to be with him, however she did ask if they needed any help getting last minute things taken care of. Her hand lowered and took his and Anya looked at her boyfriend. "How are you holding up?" she whispered.

Robin

Robin leaned against the counter as his mother and sister finished up in the kitchen, chattering away with small talk. While his eyes remained on the two, his attention was pulled to Anya. "I'm fine," he answered, though he was only partly honest. "What about you?" He found himself asking, his attention back to Anya. "How do you feel?"

Anya

Did they have time to get away so it could be just the two of them? There were a few things left to do, from the looks of it and Anya took Robin’s hands and tugged him away to a small room near the kitchen. She wasn’t sure what it was but assumed it could be the mud room? Once it was only them she looked up at him. “I’m fine. Very nervous. I don’t want to mess anything up and you know how chatty I get when I’m nervous.”

Robin

Robin left the door ajar, mainly since he didn't want anyone to think they were trying to do anything inappropriate. He took turn to lead Anya, pulling her towards the wooden bench to sit next to him. His body leaned forward, his arms on his lap as he listened to the short venting. "I doubt you'll mess anything up," he stated simply. "Besides, everyone's so busy trying to settle down and catch up, the attention is elsewhere. Just try to relax.."

Anya

She put a small smile on but it was hardly noticeable as she nodded. “I’ll try to. My dad is so open to this. I know this trip took a lot of convincing and I don’t know if he would have considered it if it wasn’t for my mom. She knows how crazy I am about you and that this isn’t some type of puppy love. That it’s real love and as much as my dad had his eyes set on me marrying a Dominant he sees this is how I’ll be truly happy. With you. Where we can have our lives together.” But there was also the talk about all the difficulties they’ll face due to their statuses but she didn’t want to acknowledge that.

Robin

The surprise of her father actually being open to the claim was enough to cause a cheesy grin to plaster onto Robin's face, it eased some of the anxiety that bubbled up from earlier. He worried that her father was just showing face, nothing more, but thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case. Before he was able to comment, the door pushed open, Nathan's head poking through. He seemed a bit lost, though with a nervous grin on his lips. "Hey, um... mom wants you in the kitchen," he informed his older brother, which only caused for the smile to disappear as Robin stood up.Once Robin walked out of the room, Nathan leaned out just to make sure that he was gone before approaching Anya. "So... you're Anya, huh?" He hobbled over cautiously, as though afraid she would attack.

Anya

Anya didn’t know what to do. Nathan was to be her Dominant but only to make it so she and Robin could be together. But she also needed to show him respect. BUT she didn’t know anything about him expect he’s Robin’s younger brother and he was understanding and nice enough to help them. He didn’t have to do that but he did. “Yes, sir. I am.” Her eyes fell automatically and the urge to drop to her knees nearly brought her there. “Thank you for what you’re willing to do for Robin.”

Robin

Nathan leaned back against the door frame, his hands crossed against his chest , however his eyes fell everywhere but onto Anya. "Yeah, you know... he's my bro... figured I'd help.." Well, that wasn't the complete story: his parents brought up the offer, Nathan didn't have an answer at first, but then figured that he should help his brother out. Still, those were just details. "Besides, it helps you. You won't be voided for not being claimed, I mean, that's a thing... right?"

Anya

“It’s a thing.” She spoke, realizing she didn’t add sir to the end of it. “Can I ask a question? It’s a personal one and I know we don’t know each other but I feel like I should ask but if you don’t want to answer then you don’t have to. Not that I’m telling you what to do, sir.” Her words moved quickly and there was uncertainly. She was clearly nervous and unable to look away from her wringing hands.

Robin

Well, that was curt. Nathan stood up straight, his face beet red. Had he struck a wrong nerve? Shit, he probably did. "My bad..." He blurted out. Honestly, the last thing he wanted was to stay in awkward standing with Anya, though he really doubted that they wouldn't be there anyway, seeing how he had to claim her. -- Oh, shit, he probably should reply. "Yeah, um... go ahead.

Anya

“Did I-“ she paused and tried to figure out if she said something wrong before going to her question. Did I say something wrong with my answer? I thought I was just answering it.” Oh great. If this was going to be how things will be with them then Anya worried he regretted this already. “I- uh. I was wondering why you’re doing this. This is such a huge thing to do for Robin but to claim me? Wouldn’t you want to claim someone else?”

Robin

Without even thinking, Nathan just shrugged his shoulders. Why did he want to help his brother? Did it really matter to Anya? She was the one in the clear now. "I guess, but he's my brother..." That was it, the only thing he was able to say, even though there was so much more.

Anya

"Can it be that easy to want to help someone? I thought when people did things, especially ones that would change their lives in some way, that it's for more than just that? I-I guess I just-" Where was she going with this? "I don't have brothers or sisters so I've never had someone who will want to do something for me. And I hope you don't regret doing this at some point and I don't want you to feel like I'm using you because I just...don't."

Robin

"Look, don't worry about it, okay?" He shot back. "I mean, if I ever want to claim someone for myself, it's not like I can't.. I'll just have some explaining to do." She had a right to be curious, but truthfully, he just didn't want to get into thee whole situation, not now at least. "Let's just go see if the food's done, cool?"

Anya

Her blue eyes blinked a couple times and Anya didn’t know what to say. She clearly overstepped with her questions and she nodded slowly; eyes glued to the floor. “Yes, sir. I apologize for making you upset if that’s what I’ve done.” She chewed her lower lip and hoped she didn’t mess things up. She wanted to go to her temporary room and couldn’t. Instead she stood there, hands clasped in front of her, and waited for Nathan to either excuse her or leave so she could follow behind. He was to be her Dominant soon and had to follow what he wanted.

[robininno]

I finally get to graduate this year. It’s been a long time coming and I can barely believe that the time has finally come. My time in Cavendish has been slow and fast all at once, but I honestly would not trade this all for the world. I get to move on and do something I’m passionate about! I never even dreamed that I would! Graduation cannot come sooner.

[robininno]

PM: It was after I hurt myself and they wanted to know if I’m taking anything for it. The conversation went from there. He invited me to go and look at things on his laptop because I’m nervous to look on mine. I don’t want to get into trouble. I don’t know if I should go meet with him. I don’t know what I’m doing.

I’m sorry. It’s late and you had a long week and you don’t want to hear about this crap… I shouldn’t talk to him but he’s a Dominant and I don’t know what to say.

[PM/TL TO FRIDAY, 27TH] You won’t get into trouble if it’s clearly educational. I mean, it’s not like you’re planning to do anything.. right? I’m not sure if seeing him for this is a good idea. It’s your choice, but I have a hard time trusting someone who would be fine with you meeting up with them just to look up drugs and their effects on a person. It seems fishy to me and I don’t like it. Again, it’s your choice and I don’t want to take that away from you, but I just needed to put my two cents in before you made up your mind.

If you don’t want to go, just say ‘thanks for the offer, but I’ll look it up myself’. And if you’re paranoid, use an incognito browser. Go to the top right where the three dots and click “open new incognito browser”. It still is track-able if activity gets too suspicious, but it’s probably not gonna happen because a lot of medical websites have information.

Do you have plans this weekend? Sorry for changing the subject.

[sickly]

I don’t have to forgive to heal. This anger has healed me in more ways than forgiving a person ever could.

A person heals in different ways | n.b (via sickly)

[robininno]

[PM] Someone on here is talking to me about drugs and I don’t understand the difference between them. Powerful in a good way? Or…not? Abuse isn’t something you say about good things.

[PM] That’s a weird topic to have. What even brought that up? I’m not trying to be your parent or anything of that sort, but that is quite concerning. 

Yes, abuse. They like how they feel, basically, and get addicted. Like cigarettes or alcohol.

[robininno]

[PM] Okay. I’ll be patient. I’m very, very, very excited about this!!

And…this might be a weird question but what’s narcotics? I know it’s drugs but is it like heavy duty drugs?

[PM] What? Why are you asking?

They’re usually like... prescribed to you if you have serious pains, like  Oxy, morphine.. but people usually abuse that stuff because it’s super powerful. 

[robininno]

anya-the-dreamer:

[PM] Okay. I won’t ask a lot of questions no matter how curious I am. Wait. I lied. I have one. When should I expect our trip? How long do you think it’ll be for? That was 2. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop myself.

[PM] Well, I’m trying to figure it all out, Anya. I can’t answer everything, it’s going to take away from the surprises when it’s all taken care of. Be patient, I’m sure it’ll be worth it, okay?

[robininno]

[TEXT || ROBLEE]

Hailee: Well I'm glad that you're okay. Fuck man.

Hailee: How the hell does this shit happen to you?

Robin: I am too

Robin: I don't know, but my day was completely normal other than that!

[robininno]

[TEXT || ROBLEE]

Hailee: IS YOUR FACE OKAY!?

Hailee: How are you texting me and not blind?!

Robin: Yeah, I'm fine. My instincts kicked and I tossed the cup before it was too late. I was lobster red, I was worried that I was going to just blister all over.

[robininno]

[TEXT || ROBLEE]

Robin: So, I have a story..

Robin: I walk into a Tim's and get my coffee. Next thing I know, the entire lid falls onto my face as I take my first sip

Robin: I'm just glad that it happened when I already left and nobody was around to witness me

[faustinderavignan]

I know I don’t publish lots of things those days because of my diploma, but at least here is one lil’ Steven Universe fanart ;)

How do you think pearl could react if she was watching American Beauty or playing at Rule of Rose? ;P

[robininno]

anya-the-dreamer:

[PM] I know I should type out the keyboard flailings because it looks stupid but you just made me do that. Flail. Big time flail. I love you so so so much! You don’t have to be like this, like at all but you are and it makes me super warm and happy. 

It doesn’t seem like it’ll be easy to do though?

[PM] I think it’s cute. And I want to be this way, you deserve it and should know that. 

Just... let me concern myself with that.

[robininno]

[PM] I know, I know. Just. I’m not used to anyone outside my parents wanting to celebrate my birthday. So this is a major deal for me, one I’ll probably never get used to.

Can we go somewhere?

[PM] Well, you don’t have to get used to it, I’m just going to continue making sure that every year, your birthday is amazing. 

Of course, if that’s what you want, I’ll make it happen.

[robininno]

[coffee rush || ROZZY]

[robininno]

The coldness in Robin’s response made Dizzy flinch; it was as though he had been waiting for a moment to say those words to her and now he finally had his shot. Or at least that’s how Dizzy interpreted it, guilt filling her eyes in form of tears.

“That’s fair,” she murmured, avoiding his glance. “I mean, your anger, it’s fair. I should have been there for you and I wasn’t. I put someone else before you and that was a really shitty thing for me to do.” Her voice wavered a bit as she tried to regain her confidence, but she found it to be an overwhelmingly challenging feat.

“I know I can’t change anything now. I know I can’t go back and change the way I handled things, and I know you probably won’t care when I tell you I wish that I could. I wish I could go back and just change everything about how I reacted.”

Part of Robin, the old Robin, ached and wanted nothing more than to step away from the anger he had and finally forgive Dizzy for all that happened. However, he couldn’t get over the past. Was this how Dizzy felt when he had tried to explain everything? At least he knew how she felt then: heart sinking to the pit of his stomach, the clamming of his skin. He didn’t feel any happiness from that thought, because no matter what, he and Dizzy lost a connection, romantic or not. 

“So, what now? What are you hoping from telling me this?” He asked, genuine curiosity in his voice and expression. “I knew that you were well aware of the lies once they came out, so why now? What are you hoping from telling me all of this?”

[robininno]

[PM] Your goal? For what? To make what I want happen? And I don’t know, Robin. I just want for us to be able to have a life that doesn’t surround needing permission to see you.

[PM] Well... that and your birthday.. that’s what I meant.