Robin x Libray gay

Libra and Tall older scarred Robin
ChromMU angst
Robin wanders out to garden saying "stupid little fucker" after chrom drunken shenanigans


Libra is drinking from a cup, sitting on bench and Robin spots him
Apologizes for offending a man of Naga by using such coarse language, bows regally for forgiveness
Libra "you have to do it prostrate for it to work, clergy not royalty remember?"
Robin "ah, of course your holiness Though I mean this IS my nicest blasphemous plegian robe"
goes prostrate
Libra waves his hand about "and thus all sins committed in the last 15 minutes are forgiven, rise faithful heathen"
Robin grins, mind if I sit next to you
Libra:I'd mind moreso if you didn't
Robin heaves himself up, audible pop of his joints Libra: "ah don't strain yourself, wizened tactitian"
Robin snorts at that, shaking his head as he ambles over to Libra's seat. "Those gorgeous locks and the ethereal face may fool the whippersnappers but I know how many years are under that that belt ya damn geezer priest. Remember who got ya that pendant?"
Libra's smile widens behind his cup as he nods. Robin realizes Libra is still wearing the gift he made for him years ago. It's been a while since he's seen Libra wearing formal clothes, without any gauntlets or armor plating. "Which reminds me, you had that little thing about no monetary gifts on your birthday and it being better if hand crafted. What's the deal with marriage, and sex for that matter too. Already know y'all can get married but I need specifics".

Libra polite as ever merely raises his eyebrows beofre sighting "I'm unsure as to whether I be impressed by your bravery or disgusted by your audacity. Asking such a question with no foreplay?"

Robin winces before admitting "Honestly a bit of each in equal measure. And foreplay, to think such foul words fall from such a pure and divine set of lips! I don't think I could handle such obscenity of a priest."

Both of them cackle at this absurd notion of purity among either of them. Libra finally speaks up again "well to return to your questions, you're already familiar with our ability to marriage. As for celibacy, it's merely a ritual undergone for certain periods. Just the same as fasting, vows of silence and the like. Were a priest to marry, they would be under complete freedom to lie with their spouse in any way they both desire. "

"and what about, y'know" Robin performs a crude up and down hand gesture, adding a bit of twisting flourish. "that count as celibacy breaking? Cuz it ain't with another person so"

The war monk adopts a wistful face before continuing "Oh on your first session of course that's something you prohibit. You must take all restrictions and trials seriously, to the fullest extent for your faith! No compromises!...The second one though? Third, fourth and fifth? Find me a clergyman or woman abstaining from even that form of pleasure and I will show you all the traits exhibited by a very frustrated and angry priest. The celibacy, like any self-imposed trial, is merely a way to reach closer to your faith by blocking distractions. It's not to punish oneself but to avoid being caught up in another matter before you truly determine your connection to Naga. Relieving bodily stress the night after rigorous training, prayer and religious duties is harmless."

Robin whistles low, "Daaaaamn, get to bang your wife AND whack it before ya even marry her huh? Sweet gig"

Libra interjects "In so many crude, inexcusibly crass words. Yes. Or one's husband. Naga bears no ill will to any union of love so long as it is one borne of mutual desire. The halidoms of the world may have their own feelings, but they matter little to those of the faith."

"Well now that's an interesting qualifier I wasn't aware of. I've learned no law prohibits it but so far some of the places we've been were more than a bit...incompatible to the idea. Glad I did my research then, all of it exceed my expectations and preparations."

Libra was now quizzical, pulling from his cup once more before setting it down. "Expectations? Preparations for what, I've no qualms discussing the ins and outs of my sect with a friend but what has your curiostiy so peaked." The blonde had fully turned towards Robin now, who had done the same and was leaning close. Robin's smile lacked the usual mischieviousness and was replaced with one of genuine warmth mixed with something else. "Well, I'm a master Tactician. Grand at the very least. Therefore I like to be given with as much information as possible so I can adjust expectations and determine what course is worth taking" Now the redhead was leaning into Libra's space and his hand slowly came up to Libra's chin. "I gotta know what can happen depending on how far things go after this..."
Robin closed his eyes and crossed the final distance between them before they were a few inches away. Long enough that Libra could tell his breath didn't reek of alcohol and for Robin to notice the same likewise.

italics Juice, of course. A blend or something freshly in. Wonder what it is.

And then hands gripped Robin's wiry shoulders, the raw strength behind them so assuring but so wonderfully contrasting to the soft lips meeting his own. That alluring strength tantalized him even more as Robin was desperately pulled forward while Libra surged into the kiss desperately. On instinct Robin's lips parted and his tongue about to dart out before it was met by Libra's.

italics Elderberry.  His favorite. Must be in season. Cataloggued away.


The tacticians planning and strategic mind melted away as it was quickly replaced with pleasure, relief, glee and a dash of dumbfoundedness. His mind tried to rekindle as his body started participating in the ferocious war Libra was raging upon his body. Robins hands gripped the closest parts he could, one a powerful yet supple thigh gained from service as infantry and the other dropped from Libra's chin long ago to instead feebily grip as much of Libra's chest as possible. No easy feat as the priest's flowing robes hid a core coated in thick muscle honed to granite. Yet as strong as those muscles were they yieled to such needy caresses and squeezes. A muffled moan from Libra snapped Robin back to the moment, away from his feverish worship of Libra's body.

italics We're kissing. Already at tongue and already for a wanton length for a first time. He's holding me tight like he might never relinquish. He hasn't shied away from my unabashed groping. He actually fucking moaned. All simulations failed. No available tactical info. Strategies gone awry. Air running low.

Both men break away from the kiss after an eternity, and it's now that Robin notices those hands italics calloused, slender but firm enditalics. had moved to his neck and throat now. Keeping space between them so they could each catch their breath, but leaving little room for escape. Libra's brilliant green eyes italics
Garnets. Summer Meadows. Fair and enchanting. Marble. Whirlind Tome. Powerful and Resolute. enditalics
 still barely noticeable with his pupils so wide. Libra spoke first "only years of self-discipline make me say this. We musn't continue here, too public. But we must continue this soon so..." Robin says "My room, not far from here and definitely out of the way" each man nods in unison. Rushing up from the bench together Robin entertwines an arm with Libra to guide him as they dash out of the gardens. Indescernible amount of time later it feels like moments before Robin ushers Libra into his room, follows quickly behind and turns to lock his door. Robin barely hears the lock click before two familiar arms snake around his waist accompanied by their owners body trying to wrap about the tactian. Libra's head nuzzles amongst Robin's shoulderblades meanwhile Robin feels an unmistakable object poke at his backside. All questions of identity involving axes or happiness die in his throat when Libra inhales sharply before shakily exhaling. His words are a bit muffled by the cloak but still distinct "if I've rushed you in any way I'm sorry. But to know you harbored such feelings towards me and to see you act on them. I couldn't resist, I felt such joy I could not contain myself. I fear my passion was too much, is too much. But this is more than lust. Robin I..." gingerly the taller man grips Libra's arms, separating them with little resistance. This lasts only temporarily as Robin turns to face Libra before placing the blonde's hands back onto their original place. Libra is looking down with his face flushed and small tremors being fought back. Robin's heart aches but he tries his best to get out the words "Hey, hey I'm sorry it took so long but listen. This relationship didn't spring up in a single night and it won't end in one. Hardly surprising things don't go the usual path for us, we may have skipped a part or five. May have taken too many years on some. But I...damnit I love you Libra. Down to my fuckin core, been that way a while. But it changed to more than just a friend and I couldn't find a way to go forward. Now I did and I'm damn happy with the results. Hopefully there'll be even more tonight if you're. WEll if I mean. If that's" luckily the chuckle he received was the most soothing he'd ever heard. "Of course Robin, I want more. More of this, more of you. It should be no surprise that I love you as well. More than you may know. Hopefully I can show you just a fraction of it tonight. It's...my love was battered and withered along the way especially when I lost you. But coming back, as a grace of Naga of all things too, it soared even higher. I love you Robin. Completely and utterly. And if you'll permit me to be selfish I need to continue where we left off, as best as we can. I need you."

"sonuvabitch ya can't, this better be a special occasion profession because you know how I am" Robin sniffles feebily hands locked on Libra's shoulders and too slow to wipe the tears streaming down his face. "fucking easy crier and an ugly one", Libra's own eyes shimmer as he reaches up to hold Robin's face. He leans up to kiss Robin slowly before pulling back to murmur "that's only half right. it is quite easy to get you worked up" as quick as they come they're soon banished as Robin begins to snicker. "No mercy, ruthless and savage" he sighs "hope you're more gentle in bed." Robin's amusement turns to shock and embarassment as Libra leans into his ear to whisper "I'm afraid you'll have to train for years to pray hard enough for that type of miracle" before nipping at the shell of Robin's ear. The tactitian's breath hitches as Libra travels down kissing each line of Robin's face before latching his lips onto his lover's neck. Robin groans and clutches desperately at Libra's back as teeth sink into his flesh and a fresh bruise is formed. Libra pulls back to admire his work eyes lidded. "Fffuck, how do you want to do this, we gotta decide fast.."  "Fuck me." If Robin's heart was thudding before at the monk's lewdness before these words made his heart hammer against his chest madly. "Get on top of me and fuck me until you collapse, until you can't even stay awake. Pour your love into me so that I can feel it in my bones. And I'll show you how much I can give you, how much I can take." Libra leans down to sweep Robins legs from under him before carrying him bridal style to the bed. Tossing him onto the royally furnished mattress Libra begins to strip. "I won't break, but I want you to try. Do you understand Robin? I want everything from you. Grant me that please."

Robin nods dumbly before managing "Ofcourseyesofcourse GODS I can't believe. Fucking real this is happening. Thank you" he flashes a nervous smile as he fumbles with his robe before deciding to merely peel it off, clasps be damned. In his rush to disrobe Robin nearly forgets that Libra, his Libra the one that's occupied a hole in his heart for ages is actually undressing right before him. Scrambling to toss off the offending garment he's just in time to see Libra discard his upper portion of his own robe. Robin freezes in place, breath hitching. "Gods above you're fucking..."  Libra smiles but a twitch of reservation hits is face. italics beautiful they always use it the wrong way. Womanly and feminine. Dainty. They don't mean amazing, awe inspiring by it. notitalics "incredible." Libra's blush deepens at this but he remains undeterred. "I noticed you appreciate my body quite a bit" Robin can swear his erection grows with each step the monk takes closer to the bed. It's an undeniable fact he's completely erect once Libra braces his hands on Robin's thighs before leaning down "Do what you wish with me, my beloved." Robin's hands dart out with the speed only granted by years of combat. His grip though is softer than any swordheft. Robin debates if he should relinquish control and finish in his trousers right here and now. Libra's pecs his damn pecs are so firm yet full. So pliant beneath his fingertips. All developed muscle he can brush against squeeze and thumb across. His explorations illicit a throaty moan as his thumbs reach two pert nipples. Robin slides one hand down to start feeling the multitude of scars mixed with bands of steely muscle. Teasing the other nipple with his fingers Robin descends upon the now freed nipple. His tongue traces across the entire right side of Libra before it even brushes the pink and erect nipple. Once it does however, he latches onto it and greedily sucks. Libra's hands have