Clementinelee

Robert Robinson smut now this story contains mature themes such as intimacy under the influence but this is about a fictional character

Don’t MEET YOUR HEROS

It’s only been a week since his first day his coworkers invited him to a night out of free drinks and free curly fries under a guarantee they get to know more about their mysterious coworker Robert Robinson and despite his usual lack of enthusiasm to socialize Robert was tempted by the offer maybe today was the night to loosen a bit make new friends? He accepted the invitation and after his shift ended Robert yanked his coat off his chair and he walked into establishment it wasn’t loud there was faint music playing and idle chatter amongst people that he figured knew each other Robert sat down in a stool and gestured to get the waiters attention “whiskey ,rocks thanks “ his voice deep as usual the waiter simply nodded the cup hit the wood with a clank Robert felt like a throbbing thumb , sore and out of place there he was looking around wandering over his coworkers to see if any of them were ready to talk while he was deep in thought he felt a arm sling around his shoulder his first instinct was to flinch “yo! Robert let me get you a drink” a man said with a smile while that was slightly disarming Robert turns towards the guy with a forced smile “thanks man why not” he chatted with him for a while until a group started to form he watched as everyone began to flirt and well ignore him part of him was relieved after all he wasn’t one for small talk by his lonesome he sat back down into a stool until he heard the voice of a woman. You “hey” you said cheerfully feeling slightly out of place Robert turned to the sound of the voice he offered a crooked smile flickering over your choice in attire not subtle for sure “hey there” his tone calm” he set his drink down “making a late night?” He asked curiously you simply chuckle at his question and nod no looking down at your lap idle banter kept you two busy for a while “bad day” You asked seeing how he swallowed the liquor in hole “I don’t need a bad day as an excuse” part of you was charmed by that even if you shouldn’t have loose tongued and buzzed you squint at his face “you look familiar” Robert’s eyes raised slightly he shot you yet other crooked smirk “familiar eh?” You tilt your head trying to place where you seen him before and your eyes lit up “your mecha man!” Robert grip tightened on his glass at your sudden outburst he composed himself with other gulp his cool demeanor cracked for just a moment before he responded “yeah you caught me”his tone dripped with a hint of bitterness “the one and only” he watched as your eyes lit up he put a hand up as if to stop you “calm down calm down it’s just me remember?” He took other casual sip but he couldn’t help but find your fan girling slightly endearing “how’d you figure me out huh.” His tone curious as he attempted to be indifferent “your voice - your face.. your erm body” you confessed with a chuckle the kind that bubbles in your throat “oh my body” he repeated with a exaggerated raise of his eyebrow he eyed you for a moment longer before responded “your lucky I’m flattered and not offended” you chuckle sheepishly before confessing putting your hand underneath your chin “I had a poster of you on my wall as a teenager” Robert paused as he processed what you said “oh hell no” he muttered into his glass with amusement “you - had a poster? Please tell me I wasn’t wearing that stupid cape” you shook your head attempting to reassure him “I was a huge fan , you taught me anyone can be a hero even me-“ Robert’s amusement gave away to something more serious at your vulnerable confession you idolized him his smirk softened “just a guy” he repeated his tone soft it was tinged with a mixture of registration before he put his drink down “I’m flattered really kid but I’m not some. Hero or some god just a guy with some fancy tech and a few tricks” you huffed because he was so much more then just a dude.. “your way more then that your mecha man”you gave him a coy flirtatious look from your eyelashes the kind not even a man like Robert can ignore he let out a slow exhale and adjusted attempting to hide his erection “your trouble” he said 

Water boy smut this is seventeen plus I can’t say eighteen plus that would be hypocritical of me hope you enjoy my story there’s a warning for mature themes story in first person I know it wrote it that seemed like he was soo big but I Regret that now he’s probably just average being a average dude

Dilemmas

Firsr time you got there you thought Herman was a hot mess constantly drenching the place but there was something about him that grew on you intrigue maybe? , it was late not dark but not quite normal hours you put in some extra training you huff as you punch the bag with such velocity you decide your done it isn’t until then you realized you pushed yourself to your limit your breath came out in puffs you push yourself off your knees and to where your water bottle sat you took a eager sip only to realize your out. you look up as you heard other persons presence it was Herman he froze midstep when he saw you his fingers tightened around the rusted handle of the tool box “u-uh sorry” he stammered and immediately looked away from your scrutinizing gaze “did he even work out?” “I just came to fix this” your gaze softened as you realized he was just doing his job and not creeping you watched lazily as he fumbled with the tool box a few screws Clank as they hit the floor “you alright?” He mumbled and looked away like it was an afterthought you realized you must look insane huffing and puffing like this he must have noticed too he gestured to his palm with a nervous grin like it was a peace offering “is it clean” you ask skeptical though you didn’t have a choice to be picky water was water clearly you were gonna talk to Robert about fixing some of the machines just not today “uh yes..?” He said not sounding at all confident in his statement it was a mix of nervous sweat and water dripping from the tip of his fingers he quickly rubbed them on work pants and gave you a what he was hoping to be a reassuring smile but it looked more of a grimace “a-it should be clean yeah! Totally clean , clean water..” you shrug deciding to believe him and held out your water bottle towards him watching as he clumsily filled it water splashed on your workout shoes then he extended it towards you like a grenade and not a water bottle “no weird janitor cooties or anything” he joked but soon scoffed under his breath as if to chide himself for being lame you stare into the cup that seemed more like a daunting void more then anything you decide to just take a tentative sip Herman’s shoulders tighten as if he’s watching you swallow poison watching anxiously his gaze flickering to you and his hands trying to gauge your reaction “thanks” you said with appreciation you did hate when you ran out of water especially in the gym it seemed like a death sentence his shoulders relax and he sighed “your welcome..” after a bit of silence he broke it “it’s kinda late” he shifted his foot when you did you nod with agreement “yeah Robert is making us do this new training schedule he said if I wanna be on the team I gotta be good” you murmured not wanting to confess it but you sounded slightly self conscious “Robert is just trying to help you know? That’s important for hero’s and gaining muscle is hard” he trailed off realizing he was rambling again “yeah” you chuckle your cheeks flush at the mention of Robert after all it was no surprise everyone had sort of something for mecha man whether that be curiosity or attraction that seemed apparent to Herman his eyebrows shot up and he had to bite back a smirk “you.. like him don’t you” he asked causally pretending to be uncaring by tinkering with the fountain your cheeks flush “what no!” You said with protest that sounded a lot like defensiveness even Robert winced and put his hands up in a placating gesture that made your embarrassed stew “he talks about you a lot he mentioned your strength and your potential” your shoulders relax and your flattered by the adjectives that were placed on you despite how uncaring you seem Robert’s approval does often affect you in and outside the SND building “he does huh” you murmur a reluctant smile appears on your face Herman’s eyes soften as he realized Robert didn’t feel the same “he’s an idiot” Herman mumbled with sudden confidence that surprised even him he froze his face got comically red “n- not that I’m calling him an idiot just uh!” He attempted to backtrack before he coughed