Sweeter Than Cake

Sweeter Than Cake


Disclaimer: I do not own the tv show that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.


Sportacus groaned softly as he came to, his vision was very blurry and his head ached horribly, but the catch-all for him was the sudden throbbing pain he felt around the general area of his hips and rear, though he couldn't quite figure out why it hurt so much.


Then the voices began swimming through his mind like torrential rain. Faded visions of a man with very dark hair and a large chin came back to him, and those icy-blue eyes widened in fear.


No, it couldn't be... could it?


“Good afternoon, Sportacus.” A deep, accented voice throbbed at his temples, and within seconds Sportacus' vision cleared up, and he was staring at the last person in Lazytown he ever wanted to deal with.


“R-Robbie Rotten?!” the hero croaked, as his captor reeled his head back and cackled.


Sportacus gaped at the sight before him, feeling more strongly than before that he had to have been dreaming. Or in someone else's dream. Yes, he had to be. There was no way he was actually seeing what was before him. Robbie Rotten stood before his rival, his arch-enemy...


...completely nude. And from the sight which came directly below his belly button, he seemed... perky.


“Like what you see? You certainly seemed to enjoy yourself last night. I was afraid the brats or Mayor would be pounding my door down, from the way you were screaming.”


“I...I don't know what you're...”


Robbie laughed again and knelt down, nibbling ever-so-gently on the sports elf's earlobe, which Sportacus had only then discovered that it as well as the other was completely exposed.


Robbie puured lightly in his plaything's ear, lightly licking around the outside, delighting in the trembling shivers he felt run down Sprotacus' body.


“Yes, you like that, don't you, Sporty?”


The elf gulped, feeling sweat begin to knead at his brow.


“R-Robbie, I... what... have you done to me?”


Robbie stood up, then sat on his captive's lap, straddling him on each side. Sportacus then realized that his arms and legs seemed to be tied to the chair he sat on, and to his great shock, he noticed that he, too, had no clothes on. The last bit of fog clouding his mind had cleared away, as he looked up at Robbie helplessly, his blue eyes huge and pleading for mercy.


“Robbie, please... don't...”


“Oh, you know you love it. You're just scared because right now you have enough wits about you to realize what we did last night, am I right?”


Sportacus was about to reply, but something warm and wet engulfing his... manhood distracted him, and Sportacus let out a moan of ecstasy as Robbie pleasured his captive, caressing the now throbbing dick with his tongue the same way one would an ice cream cone, when one wanted to relish every last flavor slowly.


“Oh, gosh. R-Robbie...” Sportacus keened, his head tilted back and swimming once again, before his senses returned and snapped him back to reality. “Robbie, you can't so this! It-it's not... it...we... oh, how did you get so good, Robbie? I-I never felt anything like this before.”


Robbie said nothing in reply, instead he used his hand to gently twist and tease the head of his new fun toy, sending wave after wave of tremors and moans from his captive. They were quiet sounds at first, but quickly became louder and more desperate as Robbie's tricks began feeling better and better, and Sportacus was melting beneath Robbie's grasp.


A new, glorious sensation overwhelmed Sportacus, and he felt the need to scream out, or explode, one of the two, and decided unconsciously to do both at the same time.

“Ohhhhh Robbieeeeeeeeeeee.....” Sportacus screamed, releasing a massive load into Robbie's mouth, as the receiver happily swallowed every last drop, grinning at Sportacus' well-toned chest heaving with each breath, sweat glistening and running down his body in rivers.


“Now for my fun time.” Robbie stated coyly, a wicked glint in his eyes shone as he stood up, grinning down at the still breathless Sportacus and offered him a drink of tap water. Sportacus nodded eagerly, and Robbie sauntered into the bathroom to fetch it. Once his thirst had been satisfied, Robbie set the glass aside and stood before his playtoy once again, his manhood waving gently in the bound man's face.


Sportacus looked up at his captor reluctantly, as if contemplating his request. Robbie sighed and held his erection in one hand, placing the other gently behind the sports elf's head, and gingerly pushed his head forward until the hero's lips were pressed against Robbie's erection.


When Sportacus still hadn't picked up on what Robbie meant, Robbie sighed louder and said, “Do to me what I did to you. Suck it.”


Sportacus' eyes popped open, but he could see the seriousness in Robbie's, and given the fact that Sportacus was bound, he knew he had no choice but to comply. Slowly he opened his mouth and received the cock, gagging slightly at the taste of precum against his tongue. Awkwardly, Sportacus began moving his head so that the cock was sliding in and out of his mouth. As he gained some confidence, he sucked gently on the erection and pressed his tongue against it. Robbie moaned loudly and ran his fingers through Sportacus' dark blonde hair, clenching his fist into a handful of those beautiful locks and aiding his movement.


“God, that feels good.” Robbie mumbled between moans, yanking Sportacus' hair, signaling him to pick up speed, which he did after emitting a muffled yelp of pain at his hair being tugged.


“Oh, yes, yes YES!” Robbie growled, his voice growing louder as his cock pulsated inside of Sportacus' mouth, then out of nowhere he pulled his cock out and let out a long, loud groan, and without warning Sprotacus found his face being sprayed by Robbie's thick cum, sticking in his hair and hanging from his chin and nose.


“Oh, shit.” Robbie muttered, falling to his knees and panting heavily. For a man who never worked out, Robbie was surprised that he lasted so long. When he was a younger man, he wouldn't have been so worn out, but he wasn't a young man anymore.


Sportacus could barely see through the cum covering his face, but he saw the shadow of Robbie drop to the floor, and heard his utterance clearly, frowning with sudden worry.


“Robbie? Are you alright?”


Robbie gave a half-chuckle, still trying to catch his breath.


“You're a better cocksucker than I ever would have imagined.”


Sportacus blushed brightly, smiling. Once Robbie had recovered some of his strength, he got up and untied the sports elf, gently picking him up and carrying him to the bathroom, setting him down on the toilet seat top. Sportacus watched curiously as he started the tap water going, testing it every few seconds, then he hit the shower button on the tiled wall to send a stream of water pouring out of the showerhead.


Robbie grinned at Sportacus as he stepped into the shower, bending a finger in a coy, “come hither” way, to which Sportacus eagerly complied, stepping into the shower in front of Robbie, who began massaging the elf's toned body with a hand full of soapy lather.


“You're a dirty boy who needs to be cleaned up.” Robbie whispered into his ear as his hands roamed all over the smaller man's body. Sportacus moaned softly and closed his eyes, whispering Robbie's name over and over.


Robbie kissed gently down the elf's neck and across his shoulder, feeling every shudder, and pressed his body against Sportacus', as something else began to press into him.


Sprotacus' eyes popped open again, and he gave a questioning whimper, but Robbie smiled and whispered sweet nothings into the pointy ear, as he gently nibbled and licked at it enticingly.


“R-Robbie...” Sportacus moaned, but Robbie ignored his pleas and gently leaned the man's body forward, pressing his rock-hard erection against the smaller man's hind quarters. Very slowly he worked his way inside, as Sportacus moaned and squirmed nervously. With a gentle push, Robbie pushed the tip of his head inside of Sportacus' orifice, which made the elf scream in pain and jerk his body forward unconsciously.


“Shhh,” Robbie cooed, licking the inside of Sportacus' ear, “relax.”


“B-but it hurts, Robbie.” Sportacus whined tearfully, pressing his head against the tiles of the shower.


“That's because you're so tense. Just relax your body, and I promise it'll start to feel good. Trust me.”


Sportacus choked back a sob and bit his lower lip, nodding to Robbie as a go-ahead to continue. Very slowly, Robbie continued to work his way inside, his lips and tongue caressing every inch of Sportacus' body to keep him relaxed, and by the time Robbie had fully penetrated him, Sportacus felt far more relaxed.


“Are you alright?” Robbie whispered, keeping his cock perfectly still. Sportacus nodded, and Robbie began moving in and out of him, very slowly at first, as his moans mingled with Sportacus', growing louder as Robbie's movements became harder and faster.


“Oh, Robbie! Oh God! Fuck me!” Sportacus suddenly screamed, catching Robbie completely off-guard. The villain grinned and began pumping harder, pressing their bodies against the side of the shower wall and panting heavily into Sportacus' ear.


“Gyaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Robbie screamed as his orgasm surged through him and unloaded into Sportacus, as both bodies quaked beneath the warm water, their chests heaving as they gasped for breath.


“Robbie?” Sportacus panted, turning around to look at Robbie eye-to-eye.


“Yeah?”


“I- I think I love you.”


Robbie blinked a few times, then pulled out slowly as the elf turned around, then wrapped his skinny arms around Sportacus' waist, pulling him into a very deep, long, passionate kiss. Sportacus balked for half a second, but returned the kiss with as much enthusiasm


“Mmmmm.” Sportacus moaned, giving Robbie the opportunity to slide his tongue in and wrap it around Sportacus', deepening their kiss. When they finally pulled away to catch their breath, the eyes of the town hero and those of the town villain met and held, each pair full of lust and longing.


“I... I think I love you, too, Sportacus.” Robbie replied, somewhat reluctantly, but only because he had never loved anyone the way he loved Lazytown's hero.


The two dried each other off and fixed a snack, and by the end of the night they wound up in Robbie's bed, exhausted and spent after making love three more times before falling asleep in each other's arms, fully content. What had began as a plot for revenge had turned into something much sweeter.


-END-


So that was my first LT fanfic story, I hope you liked it. I know it was kinda generic for literotica, but I tried to put in my own little touches here and there. I love shower scenes, and my mind wouldn't leave me be until I had written one for Sporty and Robbie. They're just too damn cute together, aren't they?


<3,
~MyBurningDesire25~