GP - London Calling

[mist_mods]

It had been months now, and London remained. The mist hadn't rolled back in, they hadn't all been dragged back to the icy beaches, and life was normal. ...Sort of. ...At least for the people who'd started in London. For others it was like being dumped somewhere new again, forced to either try and make their way home, or build a new life in a new city.

(OTA! London is here to stay, though the mist is still lurking, waiting to creep back in now and then.)

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[goodfellow]

"Oh it definitely includes me," Robin assured him. "Fin, I would be thrilled if there's something else you're... curious about."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin seemed to think about that for a moment, then wet his lips. "Well, I am sort of interested in role play. I've dabbled, but nothing serious. I get too nervous to propose any sort of scenario," he admitted.

[goodfellow]

"I imagine you'd enjoy roleplay," Robin said with a little smirk, "given that you're an actor and kinky. I probably shouldn't propose you play a priest, though."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I wouldn't even know how to start," Fin replied with an awkward chuckle.

[goodfellow]

"Well you are in my office," Robin said, coming up to pin him against the desk again. "So what am I? Boss? Professor? Lawyer?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin gasped, then let out a nervous laugh. "You'd be a lovely boss, I think. Going to give me a raise?" he teased, growing bolder and pushing away from the desk he was trapped against to grind against Robin slightly.

Ducking his head, he whispered in the other man's ear.

"I'd gladly give you a raise, for a little hard work."

[goodfellow]

Robin shuddered. "Wait, who's the boss here, me or you?" he murmured.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Mmm, sorry, I'm a dreadful employee," Fin admitted.

[goodfellow]

Robin smirked. "Okay," he said. "Well, why don't you leave and then come back in." He moved away so that he wasn't pinning Fin to the desk anymore.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin nodded, adjusting his coat and then heading back out into the hall. He was nervous, but it was a good sort of nervous. An excited nervous.

[goodfellow]

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