#jiingyuans

as robin's partner you are the main person she goes to for comfort; after an argument with the family, long and tiring vocal classes, and, in cases like these; stressful tours, you are her safe space. while robin loves and appreciates her fans, they can be too much – like children, there's a limit to the tolerance and patience you have before you have to completely step away for a while. in moments like these, robin seeks you out. she talks, you listen – sometimes no one talks, and the only sounds are the ruffles of robin's feathers as you carefully preen them of any leftover glitter from shows, or remnants of powder from careless make-up artists.

with her head on your shoulder, left wing stretched out to give you better access (and to not squish it against your shoulder) while the right is folded against her face, she rests her eyes and lets the calm of the present moment wash over her. her muscles are all sore, and the makeup on her face feels sinfully heavy. she thinks of a warm bath, or a shower, mainly just the thought of a nice, warm cleaning cloth that she can rub over her face or just hold it there, though she'd rather indulge in the warm feeling of your fingers in her wing.

moments like these are valuable to robin, rare as they come. though she knows that you always are one call away, arms open and waiting for her to fall in, robin doesn't exactly have the luxury of free-time; with most of her time spent in the spotlight, even mere minutes of complete bliss and relaxation are uncommon. that is why moments with you, where her mind halts and her body relaxes are so important to her.

with your gaze on robin's wing, you almost didn't notice the furrow in her eyebrows as her thoughts began to spiral; but gorgeous as your girlfriend is, it's hard to keep your eyes away from her for too long. lost in thought, robin didn't notice your hands disappearing from her wing until you startled her with your sneaking touch, smoothing her eyebrow with a thumb.

"penny for your thoughts?" you ask as she opens her eyes to look at you. she blinks in surprise until her face morphs into something softer, a smile on her lips as she gazes at you with all the love in the world.

"nothing interesting, i'm afraid," she tells you, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to a knuckle. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you worry."

you hum, but from the look on your face robin knows the topic will come up again later. she's grateful for you to drop it in the current moment, as she pushes her face into your palm. you press a kiss to her temple, then to her eyebrow, then to the tip of her nose as she chuckles.

"stop overthinking," you mutter, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips, "stay here with me in the present moment, hm?"

"that sounds like a lovely idea." she says against your lips, before catching them in a kiss. her hand moves to your nape, thumb caressing the skin there. her wings flutter and puff in joy as your tongue finds hers, always betraying her current emotions.

being intimate with acheron is holding her waist with all the care in the world as you mark her body with kisses and teasing bites, your body in-between her legs to stop her from closing them. her lip is trembling, soft breaths escaping her with every bite you place.

tell her how well she's doing for you, pulling away to admire how you've marked her. your hand will trail to her abdomen before trailing to her cunt, thumb moving across her wet slit as her thighs tremble. hold her legs apart as you lower yourself to her pussy, licking at the slick that covers it before dipping your tongue in to fully taste her. her soft breaths turn into lewd moans, shameless with their volume.

acheron is an self-annihilator of nihility, a person who's soul might as well live amongst their blade from their training, so it's no surprise when she manages to squirm out of the grip you had on her legs with the way your tongue had been working her undone. hand tightening around your hair as she rolls her hips up into your mouth, thighs squeezing your head until you tap at her thigh for a second to catch your breath.

her body is warm, flushed, embarrassed by her actions. kiss her softly, feel her shiver as she tastes herself on your tongue before you tell her how good she is for you and how proud you are of her. press a kiss to her forehead and let her watch you with darkened, lust-filled eyes as you lower yourself back down in-between her legs.