quietwitnesstel (quietwitnesstel) wrote in mysteria_rpg, @ 2008-03-02 01:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | quinton, robin |
The genie and the cop
Who: Quinton and Robin
When: 7:37pm
Where: Fi’s place then a restaurant .
What: Quinton goes to ask the mad genie out on a date and actually really enjoys himself with the mad one.
Status:Complete
Quinton tapped on Fi's door. This was one of the strangest things he'd ever done. Going to his partner's home to take her genie out on a date. It was so strange. He ran a hand through his hair. He'd put his contacts on tonight and was wearing his best gear. He was wearing his nice jeans and a very smart shirt. He had a nice jacket on too. He also had a little present for him.
A tub of candy cotton. Probably not the best thing to give him. But he was going to tell him to wait until he got home though. He knocked on the door again. Wait? Too keen knocking twice?
Robin was sat cross legged in front of the TV when he heard the knocking. "I'll get it!" He shouted to Fi as he ran to the door, opened it and pounced on Quinton. Almost as if he wanted to knock the poor man over. He didn't find this strange, more like fun! "Hiiiii! Pretty man! You here for meeee?!" He asked excitedly.
Quinton went over like a sack of potatoes and ended up on his back staring up at Robin. He blinked, "Well that's the quickest I've got a guy on top of me on the first date." He said smirking. "Are you going to do that a lot?" He asked laughing. "Um, yes. We didn't get our date yesterday and I thought we could do it tonight." He said smiling. "Got you a gift."
"Yep yep yep!" Robin grinned at him. "Oooh what did you get me?!" He jumped to his feet, bouncing, then helped Quinton up. There was no saying he wasn't about to knock him over again though! He dusted Quinton off a little, paying careful attention to the dirt on his butt.
Quinton raised an eyebrow and smirked. "That could be seen as sexual assault." He joked but handed him the cotton candy. "It's pretty much just sugar. But uh, don't eat it yet. You'll ruin your apitite." He replied. "Wait until you get back." He said.
"Eeeeeeeei! Sugar!" Robin took the cotton cady then stared at it. nope he wasn't going to eat it, nope...but the sugary goodness! it was teasing him! Just look at it, being all sugary and there! He whimpered, but didn't eat it, may be twitching slightly though. "Sooo where are we going?" He asked, still looking at the precious sugar and not Quinton.
"Be a good boy and put the sugary treat away and you'll get a kiss." He said grinning. He'll try the bribary thing. Plus he got a kiss. No! Moving too fast.
Robin blinked a few times then grinned. "Okay, I can do that!" He ran back into his new home and put it away, with a note that said 'look what Quinton got me! don't eat it!' Then ran back out to Quinton and stood waiting for that kiss.
Quinton chuckled and rolled his eyes as he ran off then smiled when he bounced back. He cupped Robin's face and pressed a soft single kiss to Robin's lips. "Come on then hot stuff. You hungry?"
"Dunno, might be!" Robin said and took Quinton's hand, bouncing along with him. Well he didn't really neeeed to eat did he? He couldn't ever remember feeling hungry, maybe if he stayed out of his box and didn't eat for a really long time he would. But he liked food so it was all good! "Did you have a good day at work? Did you catch bad guys?"
Quinton looked down to his hand. Oh this was a mistake. He was horny already. He hadn't had any for so long. No! Bad man. "Good day? Not really. It's been rather dull. Stuck in the office making countless phone calls and doing paper work." He explained. "Though I'm cool and kick bad guys asses all the time!" Why was he wanting to impress him and show off?
"Cool! Awesome hero man!" Robin nodded. That could be his new nickname, well he hadn't found Dr. Quinn medicine woman on TV yet. "All kicking arse and being all raaah! i'm gonna get you bad guys!" He giggled.
"I could just arrest and frisk you?" He suggested. Was that flirting? Or sexual harrasment? Robin was sort of fun and really kind of sweet.
"That sounds fun!" Robin grinned. "So where are we going? Is it a strip club?" TV was teaching him so much.
Quinton shook his head. "Don't have any in Mysteria." He said. "I was just thinking somewhere that sells nice food and maybe get a bottle of champagne...?" He said with a shrug. "Make it a special occasion. I'm really interested in you being a genie." He said with a smile.
"Not just because I'm hot?" Robin asked. "Just because I can make all your wishes come true?" He grinned, well actually he couldn't. Quiton wasn't his master, so no wishes for him!
"Oh, that makes me all the more interested because you're pretty." He said with a smirk. "But...it's wierd. I wanna find out things about it and you." He said shrugging.
"Oooh, then you can know anything you want sexy Quinton man!" Robin nodded. "So long as you tell me stuff about as well." Yep, it was a law!
"It's a deal." Quinton said as he walked him towards the restuarant he'd made reservations for. All the while there he made light conversation. It wasn't a far walk, he'd parked his car in the restaurants car park too. Well, he didn't know, he may hope. But didn't know he would maybe get to need a quick get away back to his. If he got even more horny. No, bad cop man. He should have worn his old uniform. It got him so much action when he was an officer.
Robin hummed a little as they walked and talked. he seemed to be enjoying himself, but then he would probably enjoy being in an empty room with a bouncy ball. He smiled a lot, but that also seemed to be a genetic trait, either that or he was just too happy.
Getting sat down after a slight wait Quinton ordered a bottle of champagne and after a conversation with the waiter, who knew he was a cop and tried to ask about the latest case he smiled over to Robin. "I wonder if acohol will make you mellow..."
"I don't think anything can do that silly." Robin rolled his eyes. "Especially booze with bubbles, fun fun bubbles!" Robin giggled, grinning like a fool. He was having fun!
"Are you always this happy?" He asked and put up a hand, "No let me guess, yes?" He said as he poured Robin a glass of champagne.
Robin nodded enthusiastically. Yes he was always this happy! "I'm sure there are sometimes, when I'm not, I just can't remember any of them! I think it miight be part of the job." yes that sounded like a ood reason. Not that he was hyperactive or anything. "You're sooooo hot." he said drinnking the bubbly.
"Wow, even before you get alcohol in to you you think I'm not." Smirks. "You're gonna be easy arent you?" He joked as he pourd himself a glass and took a sip.
"Me? Why would you even think that? I'm offended!" Robin protested. Then giggled. "Yes, yes I am."
Quinton stopped for a moment and smirked. "Oh dear..."
"What?" Robin asked a bemused look on his face. he was a good boy reeeeally! Yeah, right.
Quinton smirked as he turned to a waiter and ordered them some food. Once he was gone he smiled back at Robin. "Oh dear that I can imagine myself doing something rather foolish and rash with you." He explained.
"Just the one I can think of at least a dozen!" Robin grinned, resting his chin on his hands. "And what is wrong with that? i find such things pleasureable, like reeeeeeeeally pleasureable." He wiggled his eyebrows.
Quinton almost snorted his champagne out of his nose at that look. "Oooh...that stings." He said rubbing his nose. "You....you're mean!" He said sighing. "I know I could get anything and everything I wanted with you. I don't even have to buy you dinner! That's just....mean. You're tugging at parts of me I thought were forgotten to the sands of time."
Robin rolled his eyes. "Jeez, how long is it since you had a good time, because Quinny you are waaaaay over due. I just happen to be the expert and I like to have fun." He nodded. Yep that was the only reason he exsisted he was sure of it!
Quinton paused and took a moment to work it out in his head. His face fell, "Oh...dear...god...the last time I actually...holy crap. How has it not dropped off!?" He replied. He'd not really thought about his sex life of late.
"Awww see you need me!" Robin nodded he so did. Robin didn't want to think of how long it had been since he'd had sex, because it certainly didn't feel like several hundred years. And thinking about it was very depressing, which was just so wrong!
Quinton looked around. Their food hadn't come yet. But, they could do with the energy. "...I...I'm not sure I'm all that hungry anymore."
Robin giggled. "Quinton, you bad boy!" Well he had been looking forward to food, but the offer of sex? Food could wait! "We can leave if yooooooou want." He said in his usually happy singsong voice.
Quinton shifted a little, his trousers were already beginning to tighten around him. He coughed nervously and looked around, "Waiter! Cancel the food order we'll just pay for the champagne!" He said as he stood up and grabbed the neck of the champagne bottle. He'd take that back with him. He wasn't going to drink it himself anyway. One glass was all he was allowed when driving. Had he planned to get Robin drunk? He dropped a few notes to the table leaving a very generous tip and took Robin's hand. "Lets go then." He said smiling.
"Wheeeee!" Robin trotted along after him. "I think the waiter was a little freaked out, maybe he wanted to join? Poor man with no one to loooooove and getting no sexy time!" He bounced.
Quinton glanced to Robin and chuckled and opened his car door, "Hold this carefully." He said smiling as he shut the door behind him and walked around the car to set off to his.
"Okay!" Robin was practically bouncing in his seat, fun, happy times!
Pulling up outside the car park he got out opening the door for Robin. "My place is just around the corner." He said smiling. He'd been asking all sorts of questions about his past masters and his powers and such. He was interested. Plus trying to keep the conversation mundane helped him concentrate on the road.
"Why do you park so far away?" Robin asked getting out of the car, though all this driving stuff was a new sensation to him. Cars were odd!
"There's no parking outside my building." He replied with a shrug. He lead Robin around the corner and to his front door. He opened up and smirked, "Now you've to wait until we get to the second floor. The elevator doesn't work." Which was a damned shame!
"Oh okay, soooo we run?" Robin asked, smiliing like some demented fool on sugar. So how he usually looked! Eventually the two made it upstairs and had lots of fun. So much so that Robin would later refer to the whole night as 'sexy time'. There was a point where at least Quinton fell asleep and Robin needed rest, so it had to be a good night!