"I have a good idea. After all, I know just amazing I am and how I've brightened the lives of my friends in the past. You're just another one of my pity cases. It's all right, though; I'm just a great humanitarian like that," Robert said with a straight face.
He pinched Mike's ass. "Hey, I'm better than that. I could so totally hurt him. You have no faith in my abilities to defend myself. I'm really disappointing." He stretched up to kiss Mike. "And this is why I like you. You get it. Sex lives are no one's business. Not the Air Forces, and certainly not Savannah, although she's scarier than all of the Armed Forced put together."
He nodded. "Yes, they are, but we probably shouldn't spend so much time talking about my brother and his partner, when the purpose of coming here is not to think that I live with said brother and partner and their families. Thinking of Deeks as G's son-in-law is still the weirdest of them all. I can understand kids, him? Not so much."
Robert gave him a real smile. "No, I'm not joking and you really don't have to take care of them. You have to enjoy them and have fun with them. You're helping, and it's the least I can do. They wouldn't be some sort of pay back, but-" He shrugged. "Something I do for friends, that's all. The price tag is irrelevant. " He nodded. "The beauty of money. You can do whatever the fuck you like and people won't say anything, at least to your face. They'll find some other way to gossip about you."
He tugged Mike's shirt so he could reach under it, his hands moving over his back, ans he stretched up to kiss him again. Robert wasn't one to bottom, too much control, too cocky, too too many things that had little to do with sex that made him want to keep that control, but tonight his body seemed to want something else. "Are you going to fuck me?"