Hello ! Can i ask some cute candy shopping with Gaius turning hot as robin is seriously craving lollipops (cheesy af but hey i kinda like it)
Anon I seriously hope you meant that in the worst way possible, cause that’s how I read it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Valentines means Gaius, amrite?Clearing up another Gaius request I got from before~
A tacticiannever had a day off, but her husband knew how to make, say, holes in herschedule for when he knew she needed to rest. And what was better to the nervesthan a visit to a candy shop?
“Heeyif it isn’t Gaius the Nimble!” The old man behind the counter opened hisarms in a warm greeting as the outlaw nodded in acknowledgement.
“Oldman Gale, it’s been forever, mate!” He guided his wife towards hisacquaintance as she observed the exchange with a smile. Despite his unsavorypast, he was well-liked in the candy industry. “This is my Sweetheart,Robin.”
Thetactician curtsied as the old man grinned. “It is a pleasure to meet you,Mr. Gales.”
“Youhooked up? Really? She’s a cutie, Gaius! Congrats!” He hit both spouses’shoulders and turned around to get something on the shelves behind him. “Ihave the best thing here for a couple, hahaha!” He was laughing beforeeven taking out the merchandising, making Robin lift her eyebrow, wary.
She glancedat Gaius, but his grin was as wide as the old man’s, prompting her shoulders tosag. “You both have a lot to catch up, so I’ll browse over there,okay?” She tugged her husband’s cowl and he twirled the lollipop he wassucking.
“Sure.Anything you want I’ll give you, Sweetheart.” He pointed his chin to ashelf to their right, making Robin turn around to it with a fond smile.
Surroundedby his beloved candy and he was thinking of what she wanted.
Robinbusied herself with the wide array of candies – the shelf was filled withsuckers and syrups. “Hmm…” the tactician brushed her index ondifferent brands of syrup, having all kinds of… ‘tactical thoughts’, so tosay.
“AHA,FOUND IT!” She heard the old man say and Robin spruced up her ears afterchoosing her candy. “Here, lad,” he leaned in to Gaius so as to whisper: “goodol’ phallic candy so you can give to her and have nice ideas anytime!”
The formeroutlaw threw his head back in laughter. “Thanks, old man, but we ain’t needingthis,” he winked, “she already delivers great blow—”
“Ugh.”Robin groaned, taking two heavy steps and slamming the syrup on the counter. “That’sit, I’m making a strike.” She announced, walking towards the exit.
The old manlaughed as Gaius’ face lost its color. “H-hey, Sweetheart? You don’t mean that!”He panicked, walking over to his wife. Robin crossed her arms and lifted herchin.
“You saidyou’d buy me whatever I want, right? I want that; let’s go back.” She glancedat the pot over the counter and left the shop, her husband feeling gold sweatstream down his back. Not a sex strike!
Stilllaughing, the old man pushed the pot towards Gaius, drying his eyes. “T-takethat on the house, lad; yer gonna need it! Shahahaha!”
Exasperated,Gaius stuffed the pot inside his bag and quickly went after his wife, findingher right outside. “S-sweetheart, you didn’t mean that, right?”
Robinturned on her heel, her arms still crossed. “Humph.” She walked at large stepstowards an alley behind the shop, followed by a pleading husband.
“L-look, I’msorry, okay? It was crude of me; I shouldn’t have said that much to him aboutus—” He touched her shoulder, afraid of the expression she was wearing, notnoticing how far away from any kind of life they were after following through aseries of alleys.
As soon asshe felt his touch on her shoulder, Robin turned around and placed her hand onhis chest, a frown and a pout painted on her face. “That was indeed very crude.”
Gaiusalmost got on his knees to beg, “I know, Sweetheart, I know, so please don’t—anythingbut the strike!”
Robincouldn’t contain the smirk which grew on the side of her mouth, slightlypushing her husband to the nearby wall, “anything?” She glanced to his pouch, “andthe candy I selected?”
Confusedabout the change of atmosphere (he still felt anger in her, but her hand overhis chest sent other kinds of vibes to him), Gaius frowned and put his handinside the bag, taking the pot right after. “Sweetheart, what’s—”
“So, whatwere you going to say back there, again?” She pushed him more, his back hittingthe wall, “that I deliver great what?” She asked, sliding her hand down hisabdomen towards his pants.
Gaius wasstill confused about her angry aura, but wasn’t about to deny a quickie in themiddle of the day. He bit his lower lip and breathed in, sticking out his waist.“That you give amazing head, Sweetheart.”
“Oh?” Robinpoked at his crotch without breaking eye contact. “And what if I never did itagain?” She licked her lips, unbuckling his belt.
He felt a desperationcreeping into his heart mixed with the pleasure her hands brushing over hissemi-erected penis were giving him. “That… that would be the end of the world,Sweetheart,” he tried to press the right buttons, feeling and increasing urgeto ravish his wife.
Robinfinally freed his erection from his underpants and poked at its glans. “Right,it would; wouldn’t it?” She reached in for a kiss, but changed her directionand whispered to his ear instead: “then you better never do that again, youhear?” She squeezed his erection, making him flinch.
“Loud andclear, Sweetheart; loud and clear…!” She was about to hug her, but a hand onhis shoulder forbade it. She looked to the syrup still tightly grasped on hishand (probably his own muscle-memory telling him to never drop candy on thefloor) and slowly opened the lid, giving it for Gaius to hold with his otherhand.
“Then letthis be your warning,” she took the honey-colored syrup with two fingers,raising it to their eye-level, making her husband gulp, “that I won’t tolerateanother one of those again.” She lowered the syrup to his pulsating erection,coating it with the sweet mixture.
Gaiusrolled his eyes with pleasure, anticipating what would come next. Robin got onher knees so as to lick his penis clean. “S-sweetheart…” He moaned as shemasterfully licked from his shaft to his glans, sucking it in the end; hertongue movements inside her mouth making Gaius squeeze his eyes.
“Do youwant me continue?” She huffed, her hot breath contrasting with the chilly windaround them, making Gaius flinch.
“I do, I do…I’m really sorry, Sweetheart; I’ll never do that again…” He huffed, meeklyputting the syrup close to her head, silently asking for more.
Robinnipped at his glans, enjoying his flushed cheeks and trembling hands. She tookanother fingerful of syrup and coated his erection again, immediately lickingit after.
“Ah… that’samazing, Sweetheart.” He grunted, his chest going up and down in excitement.Robin twirled her tongue around as though she was tasting a lollipop, thesweetness she swallowed not falling short.
She usedher other hand to stimulate his shaft as her tongue licked his glans, enjoyinghis muffled moans. The tactician accelerated her hand’s movements, realizing thathis climax was getting closer at each move.
“I’m gonna—Sweetheart,I’m…!” He warned, squeezing his eyes as he let himself loose inside her mouth.Robin took another fingerful of syrup and mixed it in her mouth, swallowing itall and licking her lips after. Gaius missed the display as he cleared thepost-orgasmic fog out of his mind.
“Let thisbe a lesson,” she got on her feet and smooched her husband on the cheek, “sothat you won’t embarrass me again.”
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