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M through R › Robin Hood
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,762
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Robin Hood, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Their own world
It was 6 months since Guy and Robin had become lovers and both were surprised at how agreeable their relationship was proving to be.
The fact that it was simple and based on lust rather than the potential minefield of love was the secret.
Love has to exist as part of the real world. For them this was impossible. In the real world there was little but hatred between them and Guy's orders from the sheriff to dispose of Robin, so they had created a little fantasy world for themselves to escape to. The fact that they both recognised that this was how things were was what made their arrangement a success.
What they wanted from and gave to each other here was sex along with the intimacy and companionship that were a part of the experience.
It was strange but nonetheless pleasant that they felt a fondness for and closeness to one another at these times that was completely absent on any other occasion.
It was as if they had found a small part of each other that only saw the light of day at these meetings.
When they met in the real world they were snarling at or trying to kill each other. Their time in their own fantasy world was filled with rollicking, blissfully uncomplicated coupling.
When from time to time their 2 worlds coincided, it would be only fair to say that this added a frisson of excitement to the proceedings.
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The swords were out and wielded in a way that said this was no game. Kill and avoid being killed. The passion of hatred flowed out from both men.
But another passion was bubbling just under the surface, waiting to break through the waves of loathing.
Two pairs of blue eyes were fixed on each other, occasionally wandering and catching a glimpse of muscles rippling beneath cloth and leather, tight buttocks and long strong legs. The air filled with the scent of pheromone charged sweat.
A keen observer would have noticed that gradually the vitriol drained from the fight and the desire to kill lessened.
Now a subtle change flitted over the proceedings. This was no longer a real fight, if anything it was like a dance.
Both men were attempting to back each other into the nearby trees. Whoever got his back against a trunk first had to let the other have his way with him.
It was a game they always played at times like this. Both keen to make sure they got a turn at each role.
If you felt the urge to have your body played with it was amazing how easily you could let yourself trip over a root.................................'Oops' Robin's foot caught on the long root of a huge Horse Chestnut that he had been feeling around for.
He came down with a bump and sat with his hands folded behind his head against the vast trunk and his legs crossed in front of him. He grinned cheekily up at Guy, with a look that said 'well here I am ,what are you going to do about it ?' 2 swords stuck upright in the ground, for now unrequired.
Guy smirked triumphantly. He grabbed hold of Robin's tunic, 'On your feet Locksley' he growled quietly.
His hands rested on the tree at either side of Robin's head minus his gloves as he leaned forwards and brushed his tongue across the other man's top lip.
Robin's nostrils quivered at the smells of leather and hot, excited, very male flesh and he willingly parted his lips to allow Guy's tongue to slip inside probing and exploring his mouth.
The kisses altered . Both Robin's lips were being alternately suckled by Guy's mouth whilst his hands had moved down over cloth covered shoulders kneading appreciatively at the muscles there before sliding south to Robin's waist and were firmly stroking the skin beneath the edge of his tunic.
Robin's hands slid upwards to feel the muscular shoulders under Guy's leather. They were moved away firmly. ' No touching Locksley'. It was a low lupine deeply seductive growl. Robin's groin went molten at the sound of it and he moaned again as the caressing fingers moved up his torso stroking the firm strong stomach and chest then running down his back in a cycle that set his blood racing.
The tunic was annoyingly getting in the way and Guy removed it in a fluid movement. His mouth moving now on the flesh his fingers had just traversed.
His hands were currently below Robin's waist stroking buttocks and thighs before massaging the firm twitching bulge between them.
Robin had braced himself against the tree, his legs by now unable to hold him alone.
His moans increased as he became so throbbingly aroused he felt he might explode any moment.
Guy sank onto his knees and unlaced Robin's crotch, sliding in his long fingers to remove a hard aching cock.
He ran a tongue lightly up the length massaging the balls in his hand, pausing teasingly with a grin for a moment before taking the head between his lips. Robin's hands came to rest on his head and Guy heard a groan of ecstatic relief as his tongue circled and tickled the sensitive flesh.
Robin watched in a dream as his lover's head moved up and down between his thighs. He gasped, moaned and swore as he felt Guy's lips, tongue and teeth along the whole length of him sending tidal waves of pleasure washing through his body until he finally exploded with a whimpering cry shooting a fountain down Guy's throat.
As his cock slipped out , Robin's legs finally gave way and with a satisfied deep sigh he slid down the tree to sit on the ground.
He wrapped his legs around Guy pulling him forwards until he could give him a deep kiss.
Sliding hands over the leather clad body until he felt the bulge of an erection.
'Your turn Gisborne.' Robin's voice was seductive and commanding.
He brought a miniature bottle of oil from his scrip and stripped off his own trousers before he resumed his kissing.
He started to slowly remove Guy's leathers until he too was naked and thoroughly aroused.
Robin warmed some oil on his hands and began to rub it onto Guy's cock smiling at his gasping intake of breath with pleasure.
He put the bottle of oil into Guy's hand and giving an enticing wiggle of his body leaned over a tree root with his bottom in the air.................................
...................... Robin murmured his appreciation as Guy groaning deeply gave a final thrust and shot a fountain of his own into Robin's body. They remained unmoving for a few minutes while their breathing and heart beats slowed down and Guy slipped out.
They were not yet ready to return to the world where they were enemies, so they spent some time beneath the trees simply cuddling, kissing and just being together in their own world.
The fact that it was simple and based on lust rather than the potential minefield of love was the secret.
Love has to exist as part of the real world. For them this was impossible. In the real world there was little but hatred between them and Guy's orders from the sheriff to dispose of Robin, so they had created a little fantasy world for themselves to escape to. The fact that they both recognised that this was how things were was what made their arrangement a success.
What they wanted from and gave to each other here was sex along with the intimacy and companionship that were a part of the experience.
It was strange but nonetheless pleasant that they felt a fondness for and closeness to one another at these times that was completely absent on any other occasion.
It was as if they had found a small part of each other that only saw the light of day at these meetings.
When they met in the real world they were snarling at or trying to kill each other. Their time in their own fantasy world was filled with rollicking, blissfully uncomplicated coupling.
When from time to time their 2 worlds coincided, it would be only fair to say that this added a frisson of excitement to the proceedings.
****************************
The swords were out and wielded in a way that said this was no game. Kill and avoid being killed. The passion of hatred flowed out from both men.
But another passion was bubbling just under the surface, waiting to break through the waves of loathing.
Two pairs of blue eyes were fixed on each other, occasionally wandering and catching a glimpse of muscles rippling beneath cloth and leather, tight buttocks and long strong legs. The air filled with the scent of pheromone charged sweat.
A keen observer would have noticed that gradually the vitriol drained from the fight and the desire to kill lessened.
Now a subtle change flitted over the proceedings. This was no longer a real fight, if anything it was like a dance.
Both men were attempting to back each other into the nearby trees. Whoever got his back against a trunk first had to let the other have his way with him.
It was a game they always played at times like this. Both keen to make sure they got a turn at each role.
If you felt the urge to have your body played with it was amazing how easily you could let yourself trip over a root.................................'Oops' Robin's foot caught on the long root of a huge Horse Chestnut that he had been feeling around for.
He came down with a bump and sat with his hands folded behind his head against the vast trunk and his legs crossed in front of him. He grinned cheekily up at Guy, with a look that said 'well here I am ,what are you going to do about it ?' 2 swords stuck upright in the ground, for now unrequired.
Guy smirked triumphantly. He grabbed hold of Robin's tunic, 'On your feet Locksley' he growled quietly.
His hands rested on the tree at either side of Robin's head minus his gloves as he leaned forwards and brushed his tongue across the other man's top lip.
Robin's nostrils quivered at the smells of leather and hot, excited, very male flesh and he willingly parted his lips to allow Guy's tongue to slip inside probing and exploring his mouth.
The kisses altered . Both Robin's lips were being alternately suckled by Guy's mouth whilst his hands had moved down over cloth covered shoulders kneading appreciatively at the muscles there before sliding south to Robin's waist and were firmly stroking the skin beneath the edge of his tunic.
Robin's hands slid upwards to feel the muscular shoulders under Guy's leather. They were moved away firmly. ' No touching Locksley'. It was a low lupine deeply seductive growl. Robin's groin went molten at the sound of it and he moaned again as the caressing fingers moved up his torso stroking the firm strong stomach and chest then running down his back in a cycle that set his blood racing.
The tunic was annoyingly getting in the way and Guy removed it in a fluid movement. His mouth moving now on the flesh his fingers had just traversed.
His hands were currently below Robin's waist stroking buttocks and thighs before massaging the firm twitching bulge between them.
Robin had braced himself against the tree, his legs by now unable to hold him alone.
His moans increased as he became so throbbingly aroused he felt he might explode any moment.
Guy sank onto his knees and unlaced Robin's crotch, sliding in his long fingers to remove a hard aching cock.
He ran a tongue lightly up the length massaging the balls in his hand, pausing teasingly with a grin for a moment before taking the head between his lips. Robin's hands came to rest on his head and Guy heard a groan of ecstatic relief as his tongue circled and tickled the sensitive flesh.
Robin watched in a dream as his lover's head moved up and down between his thighs. He gasped, moaned and swore as he felt Guy's lips, tongue and teeth along the whole length of him sending tidal waves of pleasure washing through his body until he finally exploded with a whimpering cry shooting a fountain down Guy's throat.
As his cock slipped out , Robin's legs finally gave way and with a satisfied deep sigh he slid down the tree to sit on the ground.
He wrapped his legs around Guy pulling him forwards until he could give him a deep kiss.
Sliding hands over the leather clad body until he felt the bulge of an erection.
'Your turn Gisborne.' Robin's voice was seductive and commanding.
He brought a miniature bottle of oil from his scrip and stripped off his own trousers before he resumed his kissing.
He started to slowly remove Guy's leathers until he too was naked and thoroughly aroused.
Robin warmed some oil on his hands and began to rub it onto Guy's cock smiling at his gasping intake of breath with pleasure.
He put the bottle of oil into Guy's hand and giving an enticing wiggle of his body leaned over a tree root with his bottom in the air.................................
...................... Robin murmured his appreciation as Guy groaning deeply gave a final thrust and shot a fountain of his own into Robin's body. They remained unmoving for a few minutes while their breathing and heart beats slowed down and Guy slipped out.
They were not yet ready to return to the world where they were enemies, so they spent some time beneath the trees simply cuddling, kissing and just being together in their own world.