#flambert au

Robert would have loved to take that bot back to the lab and review its tech with Royd, but Flambae had made sure there wasn’t much left of the bot to review after Robert had mentioned taking it back to show Royd.

He was probably being petty because Robert accidentally swatted him out of the air during the fight.

“Come on. You’re not still mad at me are you?”

Robert followed after Flambae. They were walking out of the hanger, heading back towards the offices. Flambae was still walking a bit quicker than Robert.

Flambae finally stopped, hands on his hips.

“You swatted me. Like a FLY Bobert.”

Robert walked right up to him.

“I said I was sorry, it was an accident.”

Flambae turned his head away with a huff. Robert could tell he was just being petty instead of actually being mad. Robert went along with it anyways.

“Alright. How should I make it up to you?”

Flambae barely hid his smirk. He took a moment to think about what he wanted, even though he clearly had something in mind already.

“Dinner? Not the usual places though. I wanna go to this Mexican restaurant that my family and I went to recently. It was disgustingly good. Almost needed to be carried out good.”

Robert thought about it. He should say no, pick something else. Or at least invite someone else if not the whole team with him. He let out a sigh.

“You driving?”

“Since when do I not?”

Flambae crossed his arms, smirk taking up most of his face already knowing he won.

Robert smiled.

“Well alright then. No funny business though.”

Flambae gave a mocked gasp and tutted at him.

“What? Just cause I’m gay you think I’m gonna make a move on you? That’s low Bob Bob”

Robert rolled his eyes, struggling to fight his smile from growing.

“Yeah. That’s totally why. Just very homophobic. Not at all because it’s been roughly a month since you last asked me out.”

Flambae shrugged.

“It’s tradition at this point.”

He reached out and patted Roberts head, his cowel luckily protecting his hair from getting ruffled.

“Don’t worry Bob Bob. Just want dinner. Then you can go back to your round dog and sad apartment.”

Robert huffed and brushed past him.

“I’ll see you later Flambae.”

The work day went by pretty quick.

Usually Robert stayed behind to get some extra work done unless someone dragged him out of the office.

Tonight though since he had somewhere to be, Robert packed up along with everyone else.

“Mind looking after Beef for a bit?”

Robert turned to Chase, Beef in his arms.

Chase didn’t hesitate to scoop up the pup from Robert.

“That’s a stupid ass question. Don’t bother coming by to pick him up he’s staying the night.”

Robert shook his head fondly.

“Right, shouldn’t have asked.”

“Where you going anyways? Night out with the team again? I’m happy you’re getting out more but you should take the time to catch up on some sleep.”

Chase walked along side Robert, still carrying Beef as if the pup couldn’t walk for himself.

“Uh.. Sorta. Just grabbing dinner with Flambae.”

Chase stopped walking. Robert immediately regretted opening his mouth.

“I’m not—”

“Robert. It is okay to like men-”

Chase was cut off by Roberts groan.

“Going to dinner with Flambae doesn’t mean I like men Unc.”

“You know what? I’m staying out of it. You can figure your shit out on your own.”

Chase just shook his head and continued his way out with Beef.

It was getting kind of tiring having to defend his relationship with Flambae. So what if Flambae had a bit of a crush on him? That doesn’t mean they can’t still hang out! Plus he’s pretty sure Flambae got over the crush a while ago, it’s mostly just a bit now.

With the Z-team, whenever they made jokes about it, Robert would lean into it. But Chase always took it too seriously, as if he knew Robert better than Robert knew himself.

He made his way to the parking lot

“Yo!”

Flambae called out to him. He was leaning on his firebird, clearly waiting for Robert.

Robert smiled and made his way over to the passenger side.

“Didn’t keep you waiting too long did I?”

“Nope. What’s up with Chase by the way. He just looked at me and shook his head when he passed by?”

Flambae slipped into the drivers side.

Robert settled into his seat.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s just being a weird old man.”

They made it to the restaurant and Flambae was right, the place was amazing. The food was to die for, and the interior was warm and cozy.

They also served drinks. Which Robert really shouldn’t have, he has work tomorrow. Plus drunk him alone with Flambae is never good.

But they were having a good time.. Robert was listening to Flambae rambled about everything and anything, but he always made sure to listen to Robert talk too.

Robert didn’t think he had much to talk about until the ball got rolling, then he was also talking about anything and everything. From Beef taking a shit on someones lawn to nerdy stuff he gets up to in the lab.

They ribbed and teased each other throughout.

Eventually Flambae ordered a shot, so of course Robert had to have one too. Just one though.

Flambae had a couple more, his tolerance being pretty high.

Robert ended up stealing a few because a few more couldn’t hurt, he’s not driving anyways. And Flambaes body burns through alcohol pretty quick.

“Shit. Has it already been two hours? I didn’t realizing we were talking that long.”

Robert had checked his phone for the time and realized how late it had gotten.

“You probably spent one of those hours talking about your weird obsession with your dog.”

Flambae elbowed him.

They should get going..

But the waitress just brought another try of complementary nachos.. And Flambae just ordered himself a drink.

They could chat a bit longer. Finish their last tray of nachos and dip before the waitress can bring more over.

Robert was pleasantly buzzed, but apparently that wasn’t enough because he was eyeing the grasshopper drink Flambae was was sipping.

Flambae noticed right away and slid it over to him with a fond smile.

“Want a sip?”

Robert simply leaned over and took a long sip. Flambae was fine with sharing his drink, but he did have to snatch it back at one point because Robert was getting greedy.

Flambae pulled the drink away.

“Slow down there Bob Bob, you’re starting to get sloppy.”

Robert scooted closer, trying to get the drink back.

“Don’t you usually drink harder stuff? Lemme finish it. I’ll buy you another.”

Flambae lifted the drink higher, holding Robert back with one arm. Robert slumped against his side, already starting to get snarky and sulky.

“Ah ah. You’re already starting on your shit. You’re officially cut off.”

“My shit? Okay sunglasses at night guy.”

Flambae laughed at him which just pissed him off more. Robert folded his arms but didn’t move away from Flambaes side. The heat that came off the man was always so nice against his achy body.

His body is in much better condition than it was years ago, but the comfort from Flambaes warmth was still welcomed.

“Alright fine. Geez no need to pout.”

After getting a few good sips in, Flambae returned the drink to Robert.

Robert was less sulky, but still had an attitude at Flambae for taking the drink away in the first place. Though he mellowed out a bit after finishing the drink. Flambae ordered himself a shot to replace the stolen drink, not noticing the gears turning in Roberts head. He turned and looked up at Flambae, cocky grin quirked onto his lips.

“You like it when I pout.”

Flambae nearly choked on his shot. He wiped himself off with a napkin and waved over the waitress.

“Yep! You’re done. We’ll get the bill.”

Robert pulled out his wallet and fumbled for his card, but Flambae already paid for it.

“Hey- Wasn’t this supposed to be a makeup dinner for what happened during the fight? ‘m supposed to pay.”

Flambae patted ruffled Roberts hair.

“You can get it next time.”

“I’m not done my nochos..”

He grumbled and refused to budge. Flambae groaned but didn’t move either.

Robert was full, but his pettieness outweighed the feeling of his stomach about to explode. So he took small bites of the chips, as if he had no where else to be.

“You can be a real brat sometimes. I feel bad for whatever Chase had to go through with you.”

“Me? No. You’re the one who always does stuff on missions when I tell you not to. Then you gotta talk back all the time.”

Robert looked back up at him with an antagonising grin.

Flambae leaned down with a mirrored expression.

“Oh yeah Mr. I’m going to pout until I get my way. How about I take you home and see who the real brat is.”

“Okay.”

“What-”

What?

Flambaes eyes went wide, jaw went slack. He looked like he should have a buffering symbol on his forehead.

Sober Robert would have so much to say about this, trying to rationalize it and claim he shouldn’t be playing chicken right now.

But sober Robert isn’t here. Fuck that guy.

Robert leaned into Flambaes space, hand coming up onto his thigh. Flambae tensed. His face was going red. He tried composing himself, forcing his cocky smile back onto his face while whispering to Robert.

“Thought you said you were straight..”

Robert rubbed up and down Flambaes tense thigh.

“Handys don’t count..”

Flambae clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. He looked so begrudgingly fond right now. Poor guy looks so fed up yet so unwilling to walk away from this.

Robert wasn’t backing down though. He wanted to prove HE wasn’t the brat here. If anyone was the brat of this weird relationship- Friendship, whatever. It was fucking Flambae!

Flambaes foot started tapping nervously when Roberts hand moved higher under the table.

He hesitantly placed his own hand on Roberts thigh.

They were teasing each other, a game of who was going to touch whose dick first. Robert was nearly in his lap at this point.

Flambae looked at him with an expression that could only be described as a stray dog awaiting rejection from the person its been trying to follow home.

“Only a handy..?”

Robert paused, thinking for a moment.

Head should be fine if he’s receiving.. But it’d probably be selfish to get and not give. He’s done worse things. Grindings fine too. He’ll probably be fine with kissing, he didn’t really mind it when Flambae kissed him months ago, except for the burning part of course.

“Eh. Fuck it.”

He slammed his lips against Flambaes, messy and sloppy. He half expected Flambae to pull away with how the older man froze up, but then his lips started moving too and it actually felt good.

But Flambae did end up pulling away, only to snatch Robert by the arm and drag him out of the booth and out of the restaurant.

Outside they were briskly walking down the sidewalk and past the parking lot.

Robert was being pulled along, trying to keep up.

“Your car’s over—”

“Can’t drive like this. I’ll get it in the morning. We gotta walk off this buzz quick!”

Flambae kept dragging him along, nearly in flames. His footsteps leaving behind little flames on the pavement.

“Quit dragging me— Why are you going so fast??”

Robert pulled his arm out of Flambaes grip.

Flambae spun around and grabbed Robert by the shoulders.

“Because I need you in my bed, like right now.”

“There’s an alleyway right there—”

Robert pointed to one of the many dark alleyways they could have a quickie in.

“GRah! Robert!”

Flambae looked like he was struggling, like he was holding himself back. He bit his bottom lip so hard that Robert could see a small speck of red. He was struggling to get the words out, like it was physically painful to say them

“If we’re doing this, we’re not doing it in a dingy alleyway. Okay?”

“Mkay.”

Robert shrugged. He didn’t think Flambae would be so against getting down in an alley but I guess it just isn’t for everyone.

Flambae seemed to calm a bit and wrapped an arm around Robert so he was nearly carrying him. He kept giving himself a fire boost to make it home faster. Robert just enjoyed the ride, the cool night air contrasted with Flambaes warmth was so nice.

He was looking up at Flambae, seeing his determined and anxious expression. Robert HAD to tease him, there was just no other option.

He started mouthing at Flambaes neck. He felt Flambae tense up again, his skin getting hot that it nearly burned. Robert licked a stripe up the side of Flambaes neck, just to watch his saliva sizzle and evaporate.

Flambae nearly face planted, his grip on Robert tightened to almost bruising.

“Bobert I swear to god I will do you on the sidewalk if you don’t stop.”

“Promise?”

Robert kept mouthing at him, watching Flambaes ears turn red.

“You sassy little bitch—”

Flambae held a scream in his throat until it rumbled and sped up.

They made it to the building Flambaes flat was in. Flambae skipped the stairs and flew to his balcony. He couldn’t wait to go inside, he ended up pressing Robert against the glass sliding door and crashing their lips together.

Robert felt warm soft lips press so desperately against his own, his body pressed against the cool glass, hands that were almost too hot grabbing at his body like they needed to gather him all up.

It feels different from kissing a woman, but it feels nice.

Roberts eyes widen at that thought.

Theres a hot tongue licking at his teeth and mingling with his own, and it feels nice. Good. Flambae feels good.

Robert grabs at Flambaes waist, his own tongue moving to Flambaes mouth to explore. The hard lines of their bodies pressed together.

Roberts hard.. So is Flambae.

Oh god.. Chase was right.

Fuck.

He’d have to address that later though because right now? He didn’t want this to stop..

But it did stop.

Flambae pulled away, but not far. They were still breathing each others air and panting hard.

The taller man fumbled with the balcony door. Once it was open the pair nearly fell inside. They were still clinging to each other. Robert was biting at his jaw, because he was all in now. Guy or not Robert wasn’t ready to call it quits yet.

Flambae tilted his head back to escape the scrape of Roberts teeth, but he was sorely mistaken to expose his neck to the younger man.

“FFFFuuuckk.. Rob Rob you little feral shit-”

Robert had bit his neck and was now sucking a hickey onto the bite mark.

Flambae tried peeling Robert off. Surprisingly Robert shoved against Flambae until he had the fire user pressed against the wall.

Flambae gasped. He brought his fist to his mouth so he could bite on his knuckles, trying not to make a sound and show how much this was effecting him.

Their fronts were rubbing together, Flambaes body was starting to smoke but Robert didn’t seem to mind.

“Fuuck.. Slow down. Robert I want to sober you up first.”

“’m sober.”

Robert kept grinding against him and mouthing at his neck. He inhaled the smokey smell of Flambaes skin, felt each muscle under his fingers as he dragged his hand down Flambaes body. Flambae has always been attractive, anyone can admit that, but to actually feel his body? It was a whole other level.

He never put much thought into Flambaes body before, besides just appreciating his muscles or contemplating on why he was so ungodly tall.

But now? now he was tracing the other mans abs and rubbing the meat of his hip, down to his thigh.

“Hnngh.. Just a quick glass of water, I’ll even suck you off while you do it”

Flambae was yanking at Roberts buckle. He could easily flip their positions but didn’t seem to mind being stuck against the wall. Robert would probably go feral again if he tried to flip them anyways.

“Won’t make a difference..”

Robert mumbled but didn’t resist. He was pulling at Flambaes suit trying to get it off while palming at the mans hard-on. Fuck he can feel how big it is. There’s no way they can go all the way, at least not if Flambae is trying to top.

He’ll suck it up and trade head for head then call it a night. Or at the very least a handy.

Flambae connected their mouths again, their hands slipping underneath each others clothes. Flambae walked Robert to the kitchen, lifting him up and seating him on the counters edge. He actually had the nerve to pull away to get that stupid glass of water.

Robert snatched him by the ponytail to pull him back, but Flambae wouldn’t budge.

“Aye! No hair pulling unless you’ve got your dick in me! Needy little shit-”

Flambae brought him the glass of water, trying to make him drink it.

“You make it so damn difficult to be a gentleman ya know that?”

Robert begrudgingly drank it, chugging it and letting his spill a bit down the side of his face all the way down his neck to his collarbone.

Flambae licked his collarbone and helped him undress, murmuring to him while kissing down his torso and lowering himself to his knees.

“So impatient and pouty again when you don’t get your way. Don’t worry Bob Bob, I’ll give you what you want..”

Robert spread his knees to make space for the bigger man. He felt the tingle of anticipation run along his skin.

“You talk a biiig game Flambae..”

Flambae looked flustered and eager at the same time.

“I can back it up too.”

Flambae pulled Roberts member out from his slacks, for a moment he just held it in one hand, like he was admiring it even if it wasn’t fully hard yet. At least it was more than a half chub.

Robert didn’t see the appeal, but the look on Flambaes face was captivating. Robert would be lying if he said he didn’t like staring at Flambaes face, watching his silly expressions and striking eyes.

He brought a hand to the fire starters cheek, stroking his cheek bone with his thumb. Flambae let out a shaky sigh and leaned into it. He jerked Robert at a steady pace, kissing at his tip. His hot tongue flicked out and teased the head of it.

Robert shivered. Flambaes tongue was so hot that it nearly burned.

“Fuck..”

He kept stroking his cheek. Flambae took in the head of Roberts cock and hallowed his cheeks. His half lidded gaze flicked up to make contact with Robert.

Robert held his gaze, and it really hit him. His dick is in his friend/coworkers mouth, but he didn’t feel worried about it, It’d just Flambae.. It’s just Chad. He doesn’t know when he developed this comfort level with him, the security he felt with him.

How long has he been feeling this way for Chad without knowing?

Flambae withdrew for a moment, sliding the cockhead out of his mouth.

“Still with me? If you want me to stop—..”

“No, keep going.”

His hands moved through the other mans hair, pulling out his ponytail.

Flambae shivered at the touch and took Roberts member back into his mouth. He pulled his suit down to his hips and started stroking himself while bobbing his head.

Robert kept playing with Flambaes hair. It still had gel in it that got all over his hands. He smirked fondly and whispered to himself.

“Mr. Wet Ponytail..”

Flambae let out a muffled groan of annoyance that made Robert chuckle. Flambae got him back though, swirling his tongue and sucking hard in a way that made Roberts body curl inwards.

Two could play that game..

Robert was curled over Flambaes head. He let out a moan and started murmuring.

“Fuck Chad.. You feel so good. You’re doing so good..”

He watched how Flambaes ears start turning redder, how his hand moved faster. He pressed Roberts cock further down his throat, nuzzling his nose against those dark brown pubes.

Robert could feel the heat inside himself building, his abs clenching.

“Fuck.. That’s it hot stuff.”

Before Robert could blink, Flambae dragged the cock out of his mouth and swiftly stood up, grabbing Robert off the counter top and was carrying him to the bedroom.

“Woah-! Shit hang on- ‘bae-??”

He wrapped his legs around Flambaes waist. They made it to the bedroom and Robert started getting a bit tense. Was this too far?

“Lube. Need lube.”

Flambae was ripping open drawers and rummaging around while still holding Robert.

“Chad.”

“Two seconds.”

Flambae was fumbling with different condom packets with one hand, finding the right size and tearing it open with his teeth.

“Bae.”

Flambae turned his head to him, condom packet still dangling between his teeth. He had a raised brow.

Robert was hesitating, but looking at Flambaes clueless face with a condom package hanging out of his mouth, like a confused dog who got caught with a questionable object in their mouth, it made it hard to focus.

“I.. Uh..”

Flambae sat him on the bed and sat next to them, both awkwardly hard. The condom now laid beside him instead of continuing to hold it in his mouth like a dog.

“Do you wanna stop..?”

Robert thought about it. They were both already naked and horny, but he also wasn’t sure if he was ready to go all the way or to have something shoved up his ass.

“No.. I just.. Isn’t there supposed to be prep or uh.. I don’t know, you’re kind of big..”

He awkwardly gestured to Chads junk.

Flambaes eyes widened.

“Robert, I’m not going to make you bottom for your first time! Come on have a little faith here. Unless you wanted to but I kind of just assumed you wanted to be on top.”

Robert looked between Flambae and the condom. He took it and slipped it on somewhat surprised that it fit. He shouldn’t be too surprised though, Flambae had been known for his past hookups so the guy was always prepared for different sizes.

The thought of that made a pit form in Roberts stomach though. He ended up giving a bit of a snarky comment about it.

“Must have a lot of company to keep a stock like that.”

Flambae scooted back onto the bed with a devilish grin, back against the headboard.

“You’re starting to sound jealous.”

Robert crawled onto the bed, in between Flambaes legs.

“Nope. Just stating an observation.”

“You know. If you had come to your senses sooner, I wouldn’t have had to bring other people home to keep me company while I was waiting on your slow ass.”

Flambae reached out, guiding him closer until their faces were inches apart.

“Did you think of me? While you were with them?”

Robert knocked their foreheads together. It was a stupid question, and he shouldn’t care about the answer, but he did.

Flambae grabbed the lube off the nightstand and started prepping himself with two fingers, his gaze not breaking from Roberts for even a second.

“Ohoho.. Freaky fuck. Wanna know if I was fantasising about you while I was doing other guys?”

Robert leaned back, breaking eye contact to watch the older man pump himself with his fingers.

“Maybe..”

“Fucking pervert. Like what you see?”

Flambae spread his legs a bit wider to put on a small show.

Robert watched and tilted his head with curiosity. He still wasn’t sure how he felt about watching a man finger himself, but it wasn’t a revolting sight.

With his free hand, he tilted Roberts chin up to get that eye contact again.

“When I was really pissed at you, sometimes I’d call up a hook up and fuck them into the mattress so I could pretend it was you. Teach you a fucking lesson for having a stick up your ass all the damn time.”

Robert felt a shiver go down his spin, his dick throbbed at those words. He shoved their mouths together again. It was all teeth and tongues, a desperation to devour each other.

Flambae stopped prepping himself, resting his hand on Roberts hip without pressuring him forward. But Robert didn’t take his time like Flambae probably thought he would. Robert lined himself up and eased himself in. They both let out muffled groans into each others mouths.

There wasn’t any pause to think or question if he should be doing this, just pure need to be as close to the other man as possible.

Flambaes insides were so hot, but Robert didn’t intend on pulling out anytime soon, even if he ended up getting his dick burnt off.

Flambaes always had a nice ass, but to actually be the one thrusting into it?? God it felt good. Plump and plush, Roberts hands roamed down to feel up those cheeks which earned him a good chomp to his bottom lip.

Each thrust was met with the sound of skin slapping skin and the tell tale sound of lube squelching.

Flambae broke their lips apart to kiss at Roberts jaw. He tilted his head back, letting Robert suck and kiss at his neck like he had earlier.

He spoke between heavy breaths

“Fuck Robert.. There were times where you’d look so tired and worn down.. Wanted to take you home, I’d do you so gently Bob Bob.. fuck you right to sleep and make you breakfast in the morning..”

“Mmm.. sounds nice..”

Robert spoke between kisses, finding Flambaes lips again. It took a long while for Robert to be okay with others wanting to take care of him and make his life easier. The thought of the care extending to the bedroom wasn’t something he had thought about until now.

“Mm.. Let you sleep in too.”

Their lips kept smacking together, Flambaes hands were roaming Robert again, eventually settling over his shoulders, one hand holding the nape of Roberts neck to pull him into some deeper kisses.

“Maybe even give your fucked up body a nice massage”

Robert let out an appreciative moan at the idea.

His arms wrapped under Chads thighs and lifted them up to the flame users chest. Flambaes skin kept getting hotter and hotter, sizzling any sweat from each others bodies. Roberts fingers dug into his thighs as he picked up pace. Folding the bigger man and fucking into him wasn’t for the weak, but Robert was not a quitter!

Flambae clenched around him and Robert felt his bones shake.

“Fuck.. Flambae.. Chad.”

They panted into each others mouths. The hand the wasn’t on Roberts nape moved to his back, trying to pull him closer, like he wanted to merge into his skin.

“Come on.. Give it to me Bobert.”

If he wasn’t so in the moment he would have complained about the silly nicknames in bed,

He let go of one of Flambaes thighs so he could stroke the other mans leaking member, because if he was going to fall over the edge he was going to drag Chad down with him.

Flambae started moaning. His eyebrows furrowing into a desperate expression.

“Ahh.. Fuck. Shit fuck fuck..! Robert..”

“Come on hot stuff. I know you can do it for me..”

Robert was trying so hard not to cum yet, drawing out each others pleasure for as long as he could.

“Fuck you for using your dispatching voice on me you fucking- Hng!”

His body started tensing. Robert could feel himself being burned but being on fire never felt so good before now. There were no actual flames besides a few sparks flickering on Flambaes shoulders and arms, but his ass didn’t need to be on literal fire for it to be burning Roberts dick the way it was right now.

Flambae spurted on his own chest, Robert could feel the sizzling seed drip down onto his hand and he had to pull his hand away.

The moment Flambae tensed up around him, Robert finally let himself go. His body trembled as he came embarrassingly hard. But that’s what happens when you don’t have sex for a long while..

Robert pulled out, breathing hard. When he caught the blissed out look on Flambaes face he leaned in for a slow sloppy kiss.

He reached over for tissues in a dazed attempt to help Flambae clean up. Flambae only seemed to care about their lips staying glued together, he’d get wipes or a washcloth later.

Robert retracted his lips to catch his breath.

“How’d I do..?”

Flambaes bright golden eyes flicked from Roberts lips to his eyes. A tired smirk gracing his lips.

“Pretty good. For a normie.”

Robert leaned back and tied off his condom, tossing it to a small bin in the corner of the room and missing. His gaze went back to his partner who was still recovering and bathing in the afterglow.

The sight of Flambae leaned up against the headboard, dishevelled and pleasured from Roberts doing was enough for Robert to accept the fact that he was so far gone for the other man. And he really should have realised it sooner.

Robert laid at Flambaes side. He started playing with the older mans hair, a content smile on his lips.

“Worth the wait?”

Flambae wrapped an arm around Roberts shoulders, pulling him closer. His expression serene.

“For you Robert. I would’ve waited forever.”

Roberts heart clenched. He really didn’t know what Flambae saw in him, he was really undeserving of this kind of devotion.

“Chad, I—”

“Ah ah! No more of this mushy shit. You’ll kill my buzz.”

He tried tucking Robert into his side.

“And why are you so stiff?? What, fucking me is okay but cuddling is too gay for you?”

Robert snorted and started to relax.

“Cut me some slack. It’s been a while, and I’m not used to cuddling afterwards.”

“Well get used to it. I waited two years for this and I’m not sleeping back to back after that.”

Robert snorted again. Their bodies started slotting together, molding against each other like clay.

“This was nice Flambae.. Thanks for waiting for me..”

Flambae scoffed.

“Anytime Bob Bob.. Goodnight.”