Rob

[wearingagun]

[from here]

The bed was huge. It was, hands down, the biggest bed she had ever seen in her life. And even though the rest of the house was spotless, the bedroom felt more...lived in. It smelled of sex and cologne and him. Beckett took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her fingers slipped from his hand and she ran it up her body, over her belly and between her breasts all the way to her throat where she could feel her pulse hammering away.

"Good bed," she said, turning a lustful gaze toward him again.

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[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin's eyes followed her hand hungrily, and then he reached up and laid his fingertips on her throat just beside hers.

"So who's holding the key to the handcuffs?" he murmured. "You or me? And that can be a metaphor or not, your choice."

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

"You," she said, her voice soft and low. She grabbed him so she could kiss him again.

She wasn't thinking things through at all. With Dick and Tereus she was the one who always wielded the key. But right now all she could think about was getting fucked. Getting fucked hard. She wanted it so bad that she was pressing against him and trying to convince him to give her what she craved.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin could live with that. Not that he didn't love a dominant woman, but there was something incredibly hot about wielding power in bed over someone who wielded power in life. Maybe not over him, but he could at least appreciate the theoretical authority of the police.

He kissed her hard, a hand possessive at her waist as he tasted her, holding her close enough now that his well-endowed erection was rubbing obscenely against her leg through their clothes.

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

She felt something hard digging into her and her first instinct was to pull her gun off her hip. But that didn't relieve the pressure and Beckett looked down. Then back up.

"Is that your..." she said, cupping him and stroking her hand along the ridge. That couldn't be normal.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin arched a brow, even as he let out a soft groan when she touched him. "Yesss... it's my."

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," she murmured in wonder, then began tearing at his clothes to get him bare. This was something she had to see to believe.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin grinned, and was happy to help her, disposing of his undershirt in short order and then stepping out of his pants. To his credit, he didn't actually say 'tada!'

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

Beckett couldn't help but stare. She'd started to work on her own clothes but her eyes were locked on that monstrous thing. Just looking at it made her ache.

And it made her mouth water, too.

"I'm not sure I even know what to do with that," she said plainly as she skinned off her trousers.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin's lips twitched. "I could think of a few things," he said. "Though I'm inclined to think I'd prefer you using your imagination."

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

His voice cut right through her, making her tingle between her legs. It made her mouth water. She was insanely curious to do just that, use her imagination.

She was hardly inexperienced and had had men of all shapes and sizes but this was something totally new for her.

"All right," she said, then thought she might as well start out with something familiar. She held him and slid to her knees, kissing his chest and stomach as she went down. Face to face with it, she had a moment of doubt that this was even humanly possible...then she took him in her hand and began to kiss his cock, lick it, and even take an experimental suck to see how much she could get into her mouth.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

It wasn't exactly the most imaginative move, but Robin found that he didn't mind in the least. He licked his lips as he watched her, a little amused by the note of fascination she brought to the act. He reached out and stroked her hair softly. "Don't worry, I understand if you can't take it all," he murmured. Mostly because he thought she'd take it as a challenge.

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

She absolutely took it as a challenge. She wasn't going to be patronized. Beckett looked up at him with a steely gaze adn then closed her eyes so she could concentrate on taking as much of him into her mouth and throat as possible. It was more than she'd assumed she'd get, which almost made her smile around her mouthful.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin hummed his approval, and allowed his fingers to tighten just slightly in her hair. "I stand corrected," he murmured magnanimously. "Mmmm very good, I might think you're enjoying yourself."

[wearingagun.livejournal.com]

There was no way she could actually answer so she simply moaned in agreement and kept working. As she got him wet it made it easier to slide, to take more in. She wasn't entirely sure what her limits were with a monster like this but she'd be damned if she didn't get the thing into her throat at least once.