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Robert clicked through the cameras of a shopping mall as Invisigal made her way through it, trying to find the villain that was currently robbing it. They had been saddled with the night shift because a few too many of the usual night shift teams weren’t able to come in - apparently there had been some sort of long battle last night and SDN couldn’t get them to come back in - and the only benefit to it was that the building was practically empty. There were three other dispatchers in the room, and all of their cubicles were far away from his.
Which meant he was finally able to fulfill a fantasy that Flambae had been talking his ear off about. Once he clicked to the camera that revealed which store the villain was in, he very quickly told Visi, before moving his hand down to run his fingers through Flambae’s hair, gripping it gently. Invisigal very quickly took down the thief, and was impatiently standing around waiting for the cops to get there already.
“Good job Visi. You can take your break when you get back,” he said, watching with an amused smile as she pumped her fist, very pleased with herself. He went back to the dispatch map, checking to see if there were any new missions. As expected, there wasn’t anything. He’d been told the night shift was a lot of sitting around doing nothing, and he was honestly a little glad.
Satisfied that his attention could be moved elsewhere, he moved back slightly, looking down, a smirk on his face as he saw Flambae looking like an absolute mess. Spit was all around his mouth, and he seemed like he was barely there, just happily cockwarming Robert. With a hum, Robert made sure to double check that his mic was completely muted. After doing so, he gently pulled Flambae off of him, watching as the man looked up at him, confused as to why he no longer had Roberts cock in his mouth.
“Fuck, look at you,” he softly groaned, his grip on the man’s hair tightening.
“Want me to fuck your face?” He asked, a smirk on his face when the man very quickly nodded, his fingers twitching slightly, obviously wanting to touch Robert.
“I’d ask if you’ve been a good enough boy for me, but considering you’ve been warming me for…” he quickly looked over at the computers clock, also giving a quick glance over at the map.
“An hour, I’d say you are,” he didn’t bother to drag it out any further, starting to thrust into Flambae’s mouth slowly to test the waters. When the hero simply looked up at him with pleading eyes that had no right to fit him to well, he sped up his thrusting slightly. He held back a groan as he felt Flambae’s mouth heating up slightly, as the man hadn’t done so when he was simply cockwarming Robert.
“Good boy, so good for me… fuck, doing all this for me, hiding under my desk and sucking me off like a whore-“ Robert quietly rambled, careful not to be too loud so as to not alert the other dispatchers. He could feel Flambae moaning around him, vibrations running down his dick before Flambae started to bob his head slightly. It never failed to make him feel weirdly pleased whenever he got Flambae into this headspace, so pleased to receive both praise and degradation.
“Fuck- I’m gonna cum, be a good boy and swallow-“ he was cut off as he bit down on his hand to keep from being too loud, spilling into Flambae’s mouth, who happily swallowed every last drop. Robert panted slightly, leaning back in his chair.
“Did so good for me love,” he softly said, running a thumb over the hero’s cheek. He grabbed his water bottle, gently making sure Flambae had enough water, before giving him a chip bag.
“Eat, I don’t want you passing out on me,” after making sure Flambae actually had something in his stomach, Robert checked to make sure his knees were okay. Even on a pillow, he knew the ground wasn’t comfortable to be kneeling on for so long. Once he was confident Flambae was okay, he let the man lean against him, closing his eyes and drifting off. Robert just gently carded his fingers through Flambae’s hair, turning his attention back to dispatching and unmuting his mic.
Flambae woke up to Robert gently shaking him awake, ready to head out, the place empty for about ten minutes before the day shift dispatchers and heroes would begin filtering in. He slowly stood up, leaning on Robert as the man guided him out to his car, making sure that he was okay and comfortable in the passenger seat before starting to drive to Flambae’s.
The drive wasn’t too long, and very soon Robert was bringing Flambae inside, Beef happily greeting them as they entered. Flambae was guided to the bedroom, and the two of them sleepily got into pajamas before falling into bed, Flambae curling up on Robert’s chest.
“Did so good for me, kneeling for so long,” Robert quietly praised, running his fingers through the hero’s hair. Flambae just softly whined, his eyes closing as he heated up slightly, essentially becoming a heated blanket for Robert.
“I know love, you’re so good, such a good boy for me,” the praise came easy, he knew how heavy of a scene they’d come out of, and how far gone Flambae was. It was even easier with the soft, vulnerable noises that the hero was making, so content and pleased.
Robert thoroughly enjoyed these ever so gentle domestic moments, where neither of them had to focus on anything besides each other and their happiness. With a pleased hum, he closed his eyes, letting himself relax and slowly fall asleep with his boyfriend in his arms. He couldn’t imagine anything better. Flambae had buried his face into the crook of Roberts neck, contentedly falling asleep as he held Robert close, knowing that the man was safe and in his grasp. Everything was okay, and Robert was calling him a good boy.