sodo 🥀

The steam from the hot water of your shower curls around the bathroom lights. The fan is loud, drowning out the hard patter of water on the shower floor. You’re hunched over, the steaming water dribbling down your back, curving with your spine before hitting the floor. 

You don’t even notice that you’re crying at first because the fiery water drips down in the same direction as your tears. It’s when you unintentionally let out a sob that you realize you are. That same water that muddies your tears is stinging over the cuts and scrapes you’d attained from work today. Your job is to save people, and along with a paycheck, that should be rewarding, but you’re just so burned out. You’re so insanely tired that all you can do is cry.

The fan is loud enough that you don’t hear the bathroom door creak open, or the shuffling that follows. Suddenly, you feel a waft of cold air hit the wet of your body as the shower curtain is pulled back. You look up from your hunched state to see Robert standing there, his eyes asking if he could join you.

You straighten up and step aside, silently giving him the okay to enter. You may not be able to see your tears, but your eyes are red and puffy, and he could hear your muffled noises from outside in the hallway.

He doesn’t say anything, just surveying the injuries that grace your form. Traveling the cuts, scrapes, gashes, and bruises with his eyes, and you resist the urge to turn around and break his gaze. He lets his hand fall to your waist, slightly tugging you towards him. You hear him mutter “c’mere” under his breath, and you give in easily, slumping against his chest as he holds you to him. 

And you stay there for a while, basking in his scent under the hot water. His presence loosens the tension in your overworked muscles, relaxing you into his grasp even further. You can hear the low patter of his heart against his chest, and it, for some reason, comforts you. Reveling under the blistering of the shower water and the support of Robert’s presence. 

After some time, you look up at him, bringing yourself closer to his face to leave a kiss on his lips. He thinks it’s going to be chaste, so he goes to pull away, but you have other ideas. You bring your hand to curl in his now-damp hair, pressing his face into yours.

He melts into your kiss, slowly walking you backwards until your back presses up against the cold tile of the shower wall. “You sure this is okay?” He murmurs against your lips.

“It would make me feel better,” you reply quietly. You watch a sad smile pull at his lips before he leans back in to kiss you again. 

The kiss is slow and desperate, but your eyes are lidded, lazily looking into Robert’s as he lightly bites your lip. You can feel his hand slip down your waist to between your thighs, the pads of his fingers ghosting over your folds. 

He doesn’t dare tease you, already slipping a finger inside you. You let out a shaky sigh, reveling in the feeling of his long, slender finger pressing up against your walls. He easily slides another one inside, brushing them against that special spot that makes you squirm.

You break from the kiss, letting your head fall to his shoulder. Your arms are draped over the expanse, one hand still clinging to the hair on the back of his neck. Robert leans down to press a kiss to your head, his dexterous fingers still exploring your insides carefully.

Reaching between your bodies, you search for your clit, rubbing slow circles in tandem with the gentle thrusts of Robert’s fingers. You don’t have it in you to be loud right now; only soft noises ring off the echoey shower walls. You shiver. Robert’s blocking the hot water, and your back is still pressed up against the cool tile, only your arm making contact with the steamy water.

Robert’s only indication that you’re close is how you begin to clamp down on him, sucking him in impossibly further. The fingers that draw slow circles into your clit falter as you’re drawn closer to your peak.

“You can let go, I’ve got you,” the rasp of Robert’s voice echoes through you. The comforting nature of his words merely makes you cum on the spot, another shiver wracking through your body. This time it wasn’t from the chill of the shower tiles. 

Robert feels your legs begin to shake slightly, so he holds you against him harder in case they threaten to give out. You let out a quiet and shaky moan, slumping against his shoulder, the tension in your body releasing itself as you reach your climax. 

You both stand still for a second, your shaky breaths fanning over Robert’s shoulder. You’re still pressed up against him, his hand rubbing soothing circles into your back while you recover. Neither of you has spoken much, and you’re not planning to; you let your bodies do the talking themselves. 

You unclench your thighs, freeing Robert’s hand, and pulling away from his shoulder to look at him. He isn’t smiling, but he’s looking at you with this sort of warmth behind his gaze, a great amount of affection towards you. He pulls away from you just slightly, bringing his fingers up to his mouth to clean them of your release. He looks back at you again, your arm still lazily slung over his shoulder, your face puffy and damp from being stuffed into the side of his neck. His eyes ask the question before he does; they say, ‘Do you want to keep going?’ And before he can even ask, you nod, bringing your lips to his once more.

Breathing isn’t on your mind right now as you feverishly kiss Robert. And although the kiss is hungry, it’s still slow. He’s treating you carefully, like you’re made of porcelain, but without the hesitation. He just wants to take his time with you. His hands drift down both your sides at the same time, wrapping one around your thigh to bring it to press against his hip. You haven’t been very attentive to his needs right now, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He seems happy just to be taking care of you.

You can feel his length press against your stomach as you pull him closer into you, kissing and biting his lip at a leisurely pace. You reach between your bodies again to give him a few slow drags of your hand, before trying to line him up with your entrance. You struggle at first, having a hard time multitasking, so you have to break the kiss to actually get him inside of you. 

Once his tip breaches your fold, Robert lets out a soft groan. He doesn’t move right away, taking in the feeling of your wet heat enveloping him. Then, he slowly pushes his hips forward, sliding into you inch by inch. You let your head fall back against the tile, letting out a pleased sigh as he bottoms out. 

Robert leans down to kiss your neck, his free hand finding your waist. His hair is dripping water down your chest and back, and you revel in the feeling of his warmth. He still hasn’t started moving, letting his cock rest inside of you while he leaves light marks over your shoulders. You wrap an arm around him to thread your fingers through his hair again, as you slowly grind your hips down. He lets out another soft noise, almost inaudible, but lets you continue what you’re doing. 

You grind into him for a little while, your thigh bumping up against his hips while you press yourself down, clit grinding into the rough of his crotch. You can hear him letting out soft grunts at your ministrations, and you can’t help but feel a little important. You’re doing this to him, you’re making him feel this way. But you are getting a little fed up that he isn’t fucking you into oblivion right now. 

Robert finally gives in, pulling his hips back just to push back in again. His movements wring a low moan from you, and he lifts his head up from your neck to look at you. Yours is still thrown back against the wall, mouth slightly open and face twisted in pleasure. Your back bumps against the wall, the push of his hips slightly jolting your body upwards. He leans up to kiss you again, it’s messy and wet this time, but there’s a sort of fondness behind it.  

His hips keep slowly pushing into you, and while he isn’t being rough, you can feel how deep he is inside of you. His cock is deliciously dragging against your spongy walls, and you can’t help pressing into his lazy thrusts. The kiss breaks with your moan, and you rest your forehead against his. You’re sure that you’re cross-eyed right now, looking up into Robert’s eyes like this, but you don’t care much. 

You don’t know how, but he pushes impossibly deeper inside of you, your hips angling further to meet his thrusts. Your leg finally wraps around his hips, pressuring him further into your heat. One of your hands reaches down to circle your clit, causing you to clench down on Robert. He hisses, his thrusts faltering for just a moment before he regains his pace. Your free hand reaches down for the hand that’s resting on your hip. Robert notices your hand brushing against his and turns it so you can thread your fingers together.

The position you’re in feels slightly unstable, so he brings your hand against the wall, effectively pinning you open. Your foreheads disconnect as he leans in to kiss you again, hot breath fanning over your lips before his press into yours. It’s hard to focus right now, you feel so good that your emotions are running rampant. You want to cry, you really, honestly could cry right now. 

You moan into the kiss again, clenching around Robert’s length to let him know he’s doing a good job. You don’t mean to, but you feel tears begin to well in your eyes, threatening to spill down. Despite the intimate position you’re in, you don’t really want Robert to see you cry, so you break the kiss to rest your head on his shoulder again. He can feel you shaking; he knows what’s happening, and he knows you don’t want him to see you.

He unclasps his hand from yours, reaching for your face that’s nuzzled into his shoulder. You lift your head, eyes puffy, a sniffle ringing off the shower walls. His palm finds your cheek, and you just break, you sob. He holds you through it, his hips stalling, trying his best to let you have your moment. 

You shake your head, lips quivering as you speak. “No, please just keep going,” you all but plead. Robert gives you a look that says, “Are you sure?” And all you can muster is another small “please.”

Robert pulls his hips back slowly, then presses them back into you at a leisurely pace, being extra careful with you. You let up slightly, choking out a small moan when he starts moving again. Your free hand clutches onto his back, fingers dexterously circling your clit. You’re getting close, you can feel it. The knot in your lower abdomen is growing by the second. You can feel Robert speed up slightly, probably also close to reaching his peak. His hand moves from the wall to your hips, helping you down onto his cock while he thrusts into you.

His gruff moans ring in your ear, a whimper following suit. You continue meeting his thrusts, the repetitive motion bringing you closer to the edge. You can feel every muscle in your body tensing, the intensity of your emotions making everything feel more powerful. Suddenly, the knot in your stomach bursts, your eyes roll back, and your body spasms as you cling to Robert. You unintentionally sink your teeth into his shoulder, leaving a mark he’d have to deal with later. He tries to hold you up, hoping you don’t collapse in his arms. 

He keeps pushing his hips into yours, thrusts stuttering as he fucks you through your orgasm. It’s overstimulating, and tears prick at your eyes again as he pushes you for his release. Your leg wrapped around his hip clings to him, trying to push him further into you. You whimper as he slows, hot and sticky release splashing across your insides. He rocks his hips slowly before stilling inside you completely, letting the last moments of his orgasm play out. 

You’re panting, shaky breaths splaying across the expanse of his shoulders. Robert holds you against him, pressing soft kisses against your cheek. The moment is peaceful and warm, something that you miss on a daily basis. It takes a long time before one of you speaks, but Robert breaks the silence first. “Feel better?” He asks.

𝒟 = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He would like to fuck you in his Mecha Man suit, the robot, the actual suit, he does not care at all. Sometimes he just gets so fucking horny and he wants to just fuck you in it when he gets home late after a mission.

𝐸 = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Robert has had his fair share of experience, but it's weighed down by the fact that he's Mecha Man. Which means that he didn't get to really have those experiences because of what he does. So usually, he is always ensuring that he's making you feel good/that you feel okay with the things that he's doing, even if he knows he's good.

𝐹 = Favourite position (this goes without saying) Missionary, because he likes to see your pretty little face - it grounds him alot of the time because he thinks its very intimate, he also likes to wrap your legs around his hips to fuck you even deeper and see every single one of your reactions to ensure he's going good.

𝒢 = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Robert sometimes is a little silly, he jokes or says something sarcastic - but thats typically when the two of you are making out and actively taking off each others clothes. During it, if it gets a little too unserious he feels like he isnt doing that good of a job, somehow.

𝐻 = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) I really don't think Robert gives a shit about body hair, he just is fine with whatever you're comfortable with. Of course he cleans down their, he trims if its boarding on annoying but other than that he really doesn't care.

𝐼 = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He loves to kiss you all over during sex, kissing at your neck, all over your face, your stomach, your chest, your thighs. Just to show that he loves you. He murmurs praise alot too, sometimes subconsciously. Just small "I love you"'s and all that jazz.

𝒥 = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Robert doesn't particularly like jerking off, he'll do it occasionally but he doesn't do it often. He's a busy man, with a busy life. He can't have time to plague his free time with that. And since you've come into his life, he doesnt do it often at all.

𝒦 = Kink (one or more of their kinks) BITING KINK!!! Robert's kinda territorial sometimes, but it's just subconscious when he does litters bites all over you. Afterwards he's just like "I did all of these?" because, he does NOT remember biting your thigh before going down on you but he's into it.

𝐿 = Location (favorite places to do the do) Robert takes work at SDN very seriously, but he will have the occasional exception to fuck you in a bathroom or closet if he's feeling seriously pent up, but he forces you to be quiet.

𝑀 = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You, just in general. He loves you so much that it hurts. When you smile, laugh and all that sappy shit. It isn't specifically turning him on but his heart ACHES.

𝒩 = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anything hurting you beyond hickies, bruises and biting, the idea of you getting hurt because of him makes him sick to his stomach.

𝒪 = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) THIS MAN IS A MUNCH, CONFIRMED BY THE TUMBLR COMMUNITY. He likes eating you out more than receiving because his mind just turns off when he's between your thighs, no problems to think of, only you. He loves getting pussy drunk, and he's exceptionally good with his hands + tongue.

𝒫 = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) due to his schedule, he's forced to be fast, but always ensures that he's gentle with you in those moments. after a rough day? he's usually fast and rough but is caring afterwards. but when you two have a night to yourself, he is so sweet, slow and caring for you. kissing at your body and MULTIPLE. positions.

𝒬 = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He's literally a superhero, as I said in L, he doesnt particularly like having sex at work because he believes it divides his attention from important things. But usually there is an occasional fuck in the bathrooms or record room. At home, he likes to take it slow but sometimes there just isn't enough time to have that, but he always makes sure that you cum.

𝑅 = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Robert doesn't like to take risks, anything that can compromised and be taken advantage of freaks him out. So he likes to stick things to the bedroom as much as possible, and when you guys do take risks at work he ensures that there are no cameras, no people around and the doors always locked. Just so he can have peace of mind and treat you with everything without worry.

𝒮 = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Robert isn't super, but he keeps himself fit. Which prompts him to have more than one round, typically two - sometimes 3. He lasts fairly long, but when he's had a rough day, he snaps fairly quickly. Or when he's being very subby and is very reactive to your touch.

𝒯= Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Since he's so reliant on technology in day to day life (dispatching + the mecha man suit) having a moment to not have to, is good for him. So usually he doesn't like using electronic toys, or just... toys in general. He thinks he's capable enough with himself so why should he use that bullshit? If you ask sweetly enough, maybe he'll let you use a vibrator. But that's toeing the line.

𝒰 = Unfair (how much do they like to tease?) He likes to tease you a lot, outside of the bedroom and in. When he's had a rough day, he likes to tease you a lot. "Say please, baby." "You have to say it a little louder than that.." But usually its teasing remarks.

𝒱 = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Relatively tame, he has the occasional deep groan or growl. He whispers your name alot with mumbling praises into your ear. Robert isnt too loud unless he's a little subby, when you tug at his hair he whines or whimpers at times.

𝒲 = Wild card (what's a random headcanon for the character?) He loves being a subby mess for you, that is something that he ensures you NEVER say to anyone because if the Z-team catches wind of that. he's done for. But he likes just being used by you if you need to blow off a little steam, he just wants to be good for you y'know? He'll let you ride him, edge him, coach him through everything, and of course he'll go down on you because you deserve it.

𝒳 = X-ray (what's under those clothes?) Robert is longer than he is girthier, he still is relatively big though. Around 7 inches long. He doesn't brag about it because he thinks thats stupid.

𝒴 = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) My man's a yearner. Day to day he just looks at you so lovingly because?? hello?? he's a dick and he managed to land you?? So he makes sure to thank you, as much as he can with his schedule. Although, he's either exhausted or beaten the fuck up so.. not as much as he wants.