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Tweak says, "¡Ay, caramba!"

Ziris Bendal (usedtobe) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-07-26 16:43:00

Entry tags:

barbara gordon, robert fischer

Who: Barbara Gordon and Robert Fischer
What: Christmas stuff
Where: His place
When: Uh.. Christmas in July?
Warnings: Adult, nsfw

After getting her gifts from Robert, she figured that it was time to go and pay him a visit. Besides, he had given her a key and she needed to figure out what it went to, though she had a feeling it was to his new penthouse already. Still, they had to talk. It was moving a bit fast, not that she really cared all that much. It was better to talk about things like this though, so they were both on the same page. Not to mention, she had to give him her presents too.

Heading over to his new place, her arms full of packages, Barbara knocked on the door and waited for her boyfriend. Oh and there was the telling of what happened between her and Crane. Sigh. Hopefully he wouldn't be too angry.

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r_fischer
2012-07-26 08:57 pm UTC (link)

Robert opened the door, dressed simply in a pair of red pajama pants that had little santas all over them, his Christmas gift to himself. Smiling, he leaned over to kiss her softly, taking the packages from her so that her arms were empty, carefully stacking them on the couch.

"Why didn't you just use the key?" he asked, before staring at the packages, realization catching up with him. "Ah, hard to do if your hands are full," he said, smiling at her.

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usedtobe
2012-07-26 11:40 pm UTC (link)

She grinned, seeing his pajamas. "Oh I like your pajamas," she told him and kissed him back, handing him the packages so that she could free up her hands again.

"Exactly, it's a bit hard. Also because I figured that if I tried it, and the key was actually to something else, I would have looked kind of stupid, trying to break into your apartment." Babs laughed. "Merry Christmas. I came to say thank you for my presents."

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	r_fischer 2012-07-26 11:47 pm UTC (link)
	"Did you like them?" he asked, thinking of one in particular as he leaned against the corner of the couch, crossing his arms over his chest. He already knew she would love the laptop, and the key was just for convincence sake unless she wanted to make it so. So all that was left... (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-07-27 03:48 am UTC (link)
	"I did," she admitted, blushing a bit. "Well though I'm not sure about the cheerleading thing. You might have to butter me up a bit." Which she was sure he could do. "I'm not sure how you got all the money for this though, but I can't complain." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	r_fischer 2012-07-27 03:50 am UTC (link)
	"I did a favor for a friend," he said, not looking at her as he spoke before pulling her close, placing feather soft kisses against her neck. "Oh, and just how will I butter you up?" he asked, running his hands lightly over her hips before pulling away and kissing her lips gently. "Are you hungry?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-07-27 06:48 am UTC (link)
	Babs oh'd knowingly and let him pull her into an embrace. She slid her arms around him and smiled. "I can think of several ways," she murmured before she kissed him soundly. "I am hungry. Oh.. and.. we should talk. About the evil mistletoe. I was stuck under one. And it was awful. I don't want you to be mad at me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	r_fischer 2012-07-27 06:59 am UTC (link)
	"Who did you kiss?" Robert said with a heavy sigh, holding her tightly, not wanting to hear this but having to. He wasn't usually a jealous man, but he wasn't usually a man who was in love either. He had almost asked her who he had to punch in the face. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-07-27 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	".. Jonathan Crane. I stopped it though. And then I told him off. He wanted to be .. friends." She rolled her eyes. "I told him that wasn't going to happen. I'm staying away from him, unless it's to put him in jail." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_fischer
2012-07-28 12:57 am UTC (link)

Robert raised an eyebrow. "The creep from the network?" he asked, trying to wrap his mind around that.

It wasn't just the fact that Barbara knew the man closely, nor the fact that Jonathan seemed to be able to provide everything he wouldn't...but there was also the fact Jonathan looked a lot like him. Every once in a while, when he watched them talk on the net, he wondered if he had just been a safer replacement.

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usedtobe
2012-07-28 01:23 am UTC (link)

Barbara nodded a little. "Him, yes. Which is weird in itself. Please believe that I didn't want to kiss him. At all. He's the last person on Earth I would want to kiss." And it had nothing to do about his face, she didn't like Jonathan. She thought he was completely crazy. And though she had been trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, it didn't seem like she could anymore.

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r_fischer
2012-07-28 01:31 am UTC (link)

Robert sighed, pulling her close, silently resting his head on hers for a moment, just breathing in the scent of her shampoo and her. "He makes me jealous," Robert confessed, holding her.

He pulled back so he could look down into her face. "I'm just...scared to lose you. I've never had anything that made me feel this happy...this wonderful and I don't want to lose it. Not to him or anyone else."

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usedtobe
2012-07-28 01:47 am UTC (link)

Barbara slid her arms around him, holding onto him tightly. "You don't need to be jealous, honest. I'm so not going to leave you. Not for him or anyone else. Definitely not." Not to mention that he'd been the only guy that she'd liked, who actually paid any bit of attention back to her. And she really liked him.

"You don't have to be scared, honest. I'm not going anywhere. You won't, I promise." She leaned in and kissed him.

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	r_fischer 2012-07-28 01:58 am UTC (link)
	"Please don't," he whispered before their lips met and he held her tightly, kissing her softly, gently, trying to pour all that he felt into the kiss. He had never felt this way about anyone and knew in his heart, he would be broken if he ever lost her. She was everything to him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-07-28 02:29 am UTC (link)
	"I won't," she promised again, kissing him lightly and holding onto him as hard as she could. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. Barbara finally felt like she'd found someone. She wasn't going to lose that, no matter what. "So, do you want to open your presents?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	r_fischer 2012-07-28 02:35 am UTC (link)
	"Oh! Right," he said, having forgotten about then. He move suddenly, sweeping her up into his arms and carrying her over to the purple couch that matched the black version across from it, settling down into the fabric and padding, holding her on his lap as he brought one of the presents closer to him to open. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

usedtobe
2012-07-28 06:36 am UTC (link)

She grinned, glad that he wasn't that mad at her and gave a little yelp when he scooped her up in surprise. Setting into his lap, she let him go ahead and open his presents. One box was a pair of very nice cufflinks, another box was chocolate body paint, and in the third box was a massage chair for the bed, so that you could sit up and watch tv and get a massage on the bed. Also a very large bottle of whiskey that wasn't wrapped.

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r_fischer
2012-07-28 04:54 pm UTC (link)

"They're beautiful," he said of the cufflinks, setting them aside to open the next package, raising an eyebrow at the chocolate body paint, wiggling his eyebrows at her and dropping it into her lap.

"Keep a hold of that for later," he said, teasing before going through the rest, examining the massage pad before wiggling the bottle of whiskey. "Are you saying I should be drunk?" he asked, laughing.

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usedtobe
2012-07-29 01:06 am UTC (link)

Babs laughed and wiggled slightly on his lap when he opened the chocolate body paint. She could be naughty sometimes. "Good idea," she answered and then shrugged. "No, not right now. I just figured that we could both drink it. Sometime. Special occasion or something. It's Christmas after all."

And it was a good way to stay warm. With all of the other things they could do. "Merry Christmas."

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r_fischer
2012-07-29 01:10 am UTC (link)

"Happy Christmas, Barbara," he said, pulling her in for a kiss, keeping it light and chaste for now, simply showing her how much he cared and how much he appreciated her before standing, lifting her into his arms again.

He carried her into the kitchen, setting her this time on the counter where a bowl of half finished pancake batter was waiting. "Pancakes alright?"

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usedtobe
2012-07-30 12:44 am UTC (link)

She leaned in and pressed her lips against his lightly, and then gave him a squeeze. As he lifted her up, she gave a noise of surprise and laughed. "You really have to start warning me when you're about to do that," she half teased and half looked serious.

When she sat on the counter, her legs dangled from the edge a bit. "Perfect. Thank you." She might have gave his ass a little pat with her foot.

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	r_fischer 2012-07-30 12:53 am UTC (link)
	"We are eating breakfast before sex,' he said at the pat, waving the batter covered whisk at her before leaning in for a kiss, groaning softly. He forced himself away, dropping some of the batter into a hot pan, watching her as the pancake cooked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-07-30 06:53 am UTC (link)
	"I didn't say we weren't! I'm not that bad, honest." She gave her best innocent look, and kissed him gently. Now who was the one getting carried away. The food did sound good though, and soon it was really was all that she could think about. "I'm starving." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	r_fischer 2012-07-31 08:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Mm, I think you are that bad," he said, grinning at her before flipping the pancake easily. He pulled her closer on the counter, his fingers gently running up and down her thigh as he removed the finished pancake from the pan and poured more batter into it. "Do you prefer maple syrup or sugar? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-08-02 05:01 am UTC (link)
	"I.. plead the fifth," she murmured in his ear before she leaned over and kissed his neck while he was flipping pancakes. Okay, maybe she was that bad. Babs pulled back though, letting him finish what he was doing. "Syrup please." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_fischer
2012-08-02 05:05 am UTC (link)

"Alright," he said, flipping the pancake in the pan before heading to the cupboard, pulling down the syrup. He went back to the pan, carefully removing the finished pancake and pouring more batter into the pan before moving back over to Barbara.

He gently nudged her legs apart so that he could stand between them, kissing her gently as he flipped open the lid to the syrup. He pulled away and oh so carefully dripped droplets of the sticky fluid over he neck, setting the syrup aside and following the droplets with his tongue, slowing lapping up the liquid from her skin.