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The Grabber walks back upstairs, satisfied. "Finn, are you okay?" He softly asks, holding onto me tightly.

"Cover them," I mumble. "What?" He whispers, confused. "Cover them, please," I sob.  "Are you sure?" He asks, his face flushed red.

I gently kiss his neck, beginning to cover the dark hickeys. He moves his head, giving me more access.

I quietly moan as he covers up multiple spots. "R-Robin~," I moan as he kisses down my neck.

He looks up at me. "Yes Finn?" He smirks. "Finish," I say in a needy tone. "Yes sir," he chuckles, covering the ugly purple spots on my thighs.

"Done," he smiles up at me. "You missed a spot," I say. "Where then," he asks, tilting his head. "Here," I mumble, pressing my lips on his.

"Wow, Finn, never thought you'd take the lead," Robin smiles as he tosses me my clothes. I slide on my pants, before putting my shirt on.

"Promise me," I murmur, looking him in the eyes. "Promise you what?" He asks, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. "That we'll escape, together," I whisper. "I can't promise that, Finn, but I can promise I'll try," he gently smiles, kissing my cheek.

"How are the bruises?" He asks. "Hurts a little," i whine. "Want me to kiss it better?" I joke, winking at him. "You fucking know I do," he chuckles, placing a small kiss on my lips.

Not dating, YET, just friends with benefits ;)

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