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After the whole drama in Penacony had concluded, life continued on.
That was a massive oversimplification but one that everyone rolled with, fully aware there was still scars lurking beneath the surface and issues that needed addressed – but they couldn't be solved overnight, and so with a sigh and marching step everyone took their places once more in the grand stage that was the universe, hoping to hope that Penacony would truly heal in time.
Robin was no different. Though she had her burdens she still insisted on performing for the many that had come to Penacony, some specifically just to hear her sing. The Charmony Festival had been delayed but was now back in full swing, with concert and all – though it wouldn't be for another week, with her performance instead finishing off the festival rather than opening it as was originally planned.
Up until that point, however, Robin had several other concerts lined up – somewhat smaller in terms of viewership but still enough to make one woozy at the viewership numbers. Ostensibly this was just part of her tour of Penacony, though in truth it was more just to build her confidence up for performing in front of the entire galaxy. Even for a superstar like Robin, that kind of confidence didn't come easily.
It was with that thought in mind that Caelus manoeuvred the chaotic corridors of the stage's back-ends, passing by staff and guards alike. The pass dangling from his neck was the only reason none dared stop him, marked not just as a VIP but as a FOP – 'Friend of Importance', as the Family called them. Which to his knowledge was basically just VIP, but limited to certain high-ranking members of the Family or esteemed guests such as the Astral Express.
He didn't quite understand why they couldn't have just gone with 'Super VIP' or something, but hey, maybe that too was the Harmony's bidding...
Shaking off the mirthful thought Caelus slowed near one changing room in particular. It was unmarked and had no guards, giving the illusion of it just being a regular cast room – had he not been told specifically by a little birdie who laid within.
Knock knock knock~
His knuckles rapped along the hard wood and even in the busy corridor, with voices and chatter abound, he could still make out the muffled voice on the other side. ''Come in!''
Obliging he twisted the knob and pushed the door in, baring witness to a rather plain-looking dressing room. It was clearly intended for an entire troupe rather than just one person, with lines of dressing tables and mirrors lined up, easily enough to fit two dozen if not more at once. The lights that framed each of the mirrors though were off, leaving half the room in darkness aside from one mirror nearest to the door, illuminating the figure that sat patting some powder on her face.
Robin.
''Hm?'' The instant she laid eyes on him her whole face lit up; eyes bright and smile beautiful as ever. ''Caelus! I thought you wouldn't be able to visit?''
''Things wrapped up on the Luofu sooner than expected.'' He smiled back, mindfully shutting the door behind himself and locking it. ''How've you been?''
''Busy.'' Her heavy sigh said all that needed to be. ''Shows take a lot of preparation and after everything that went on in the Dreamscape I needed time to practice – it's been non-stop, really. I wouldn't have it any other way, but still.''
He hummed in understanding, nearing her seat and snaking his arms around her shoulders. Robin flushed, a more timid smile gracing her features even as she laid one hand atop his own – giggling softly when he kissed her left head-wing, flicking him with it lightly. After a second she set aside her makeup and tilted his way a bit, enough for him to admire her beautiful visage once more.
Right before he leaned in and stole a kiss. Robin cooed into it, wholly reciprocate and meshing her lips with his, the gentle connection made all the more intimate as he cupped her cheek – brushing some hair from her face and lifting her chin, deepening the kiss. The need to breathe ultimately made them part but after a brief moment they reconnected, the ensuing kiss all the more passionate for it.
''Mm, Caelus...'' Robin's voice trembled as his hand brushed against her chest, clad by her dress as it was. ''Don't make a mess of it, I still have to perform soon...''
''Got it.'' The Trailblazer whispered back.
Right before going for her neck. Robin gasped softly; the sound cutting off into a whimper as he kissed just under her jaw and up to her ear, never giving her a hickey but turning her on all the same; her palms running over his chest blindly, one managing to get under his shirt to feel him up. The ghostly touch made him shiver and grow bolder; his lips trailing down to kiss the top of her breasts. He took care not to ruffle her outfit much but the urge to rip her dress down and suck on those beautiful tits was damn strong.
He abstained, however, and instead focused a little lower; both hands landing on her thighs and tickling up them. A small giggle answered him and she caught his wrists before they could go too far, lifting her right to wag her finger at him. Instead without a word Robin scooted her butt off of the chair and knelt before him, his cheeks warming as the idol unbuckled his belt and peeled his zipper down in a smooth, graceful motion. His pants sagged and his boxers came down with a tug, finally freeing his hardening cock.
Robin cooed at the sight of it, all smiles even a blush reddened her cheeks. Not that it stopped her from curling her fingers around his manhood and stroking it, her glove only making the sensation more erotic if he was being honest – a soft groan forced out of him as he felt the silky-smooth material slide along his cock. A few strokes was all he got from her hand though before Robin leaned in, her beautiful, glossy-pink lips kissing his tip.
And then she took him into her mouth.
''Hng, R-Robin...''
Robin just hummed at him, a twinkle of mirth in her eyes even as she slowly enveloped more of him between those plump, attractive lips of hers, taking just over half of him in her mouth before sucking back up to the very tip. She dove back down just as slowly, sensuality abundant as she sucked him off at her own pace, leaving him able to just lean against the wall and grunt as he had the most beautiful woman on Penacony suck him off.
He was damn glad he locked the door now.
Such mirthful thoughts fled his mind as another suck caressed his length, spit clinging to his length alongside a smudge of lipstick. Pale pink as it was it blended in with his length somewhat but glittered in the dim light, as if a reminder of who could please him so. He shuddered at that and caressed her cheek, loving how she leaned into his palm and nuzzled it almost, her smile felt around his cock between slow sucks.
Sucks that became more like slurps as her saliva lubed his length. With every bob of her head more and more wettened his cock but Robin didn't slow, apparently not too bothered about reapplying her lipstick even some of it smudged her bottom lip, his cock sliding over it with ease. Her hand remained around the base and her gloved hand spared her from any spit sticking to her fingers, letting her pump his cock and suck it with such grace, her motions steadily quickening the more he throbbed, the more he groaned.
''You're so good at this...'' He half-complimented, half-praised – earning a soft coo in reply all the same.
As if in reward for his praise Robin picked up the pace just a little bit, her slurps gaining more volume as she dutifully blew him – lips pressing in around his twitching manhood and her tongue lashing at his very tip, the ticklish sensation forcing both grunt and groan from his lips. Her delicate tongue only became bolder for it; teasing around the tip aplenty or occasionally licking the sides of his shaft, her expert tongue action perhaps thanks to her prosperous singing career.
Maybe that was why she wasn't keen on deep-throats; too much risk of a sore throat when it came to singing. The thought lasted in his mind for all of a second before another wet suck deprived him of sense, his hands clutching onto her shoulders for want of something to hold, his cock aching with such dire need as her lips slid along it – each suck smoother and swifter than the last, enveloping his length with each loving suck, her hot tongue coming to press up against the underside of his shaft and bring him closer to his limit.
''Ah, hah... Robin, here it comes...'' Caelus warned.
Robin didn't reply, her eyes merely closing as she devoted herself to blowing him, her sucks loud and impossible to ignore in that moment, nor was the lurid warmth engulfing his cock time and time again, the pace drawing his muscles tight and straining the breath from his lungs-!
When he peaked, a sharp gasp escaping his throat and his nut busted in her mouth. In an instant Robin took him in deep, her mouth hosting his throbbing manhood as he spurted and shot numerous ropes of cum down her throat, the lurid heat awaiting his tip only helping coax his powerful climax out. He dug his fingers into her shoulders and rocked his hips, all but face-fucking Robin for a precious few moments, his hips quick to lock up and a shudder stiffening his spine.
Until with one final suck Robin pulled back, and then popped her lips off of his cock. Two fingers gracefully held her lips as she swallowed, the audible gulp hinting as to the semen she swallowed, and when she opened her mouth there was no mess left to be seen. The sight of Robin kneeling before him though, mouth open and cleavage glimpsed, made it impossible to go soft – least of all when she was giving him such a loving, affectionate look.
''Robin...'' Caelus breathed out, his grip on her shoulders loosening as he stroked them instead.
No further words were said but Robin understood, a little blush to her cheeks even as she whispered a quick 'sure', hopping to her feet and tugging him close. He took the hint and eased himself into her chair, watching with rapt attention as the idol reached under her dress. A second later a pair of lilac panties came down her hips and she left them on the dresser, wasting no time in straddling his lap – her hands catching his shoulders as his own went under her dress, grabbing her ass. She giggled at that and closed the distance, a quick kiss preluding he much deeper one he melted into; groaning outright as he felt her bare pussy grind against his manhood.
Running his hand around to her front he hiked up her dress, revealing her bare sex. Robin didn't push her dress down and instead grasped at his cock, holding it steady as she shuffled in a little closer, easing herself down-
And then he was inside of her. The hot, slightly-wet tunnel that clamped around him was heaven, only becoming moreso as Robin moaned in her delicate voice – both hands quick to grip his shoulders as she impaled herself down deeper, accepting inch after inch of his cock between her nether lips. Mindful not to ruin her dress he held it to her hips, keeping it lifted enough for him to admire her pussy as she impaled herself onto him, her hips rolling in slow, hypnotic motions.
''I missed you so much.'' Robin whispered then, lips pecking his. ''I really wanted to visit you but I was worried I'd intrude...''
''We're not doing anything for the next week, so feel free to visit then.'' His hands abandoned her dress altogether, sliding under it to caress her bare flesh. ''March plans on training with some friends, so we can do it on her bed if you want.''
''Don't be mean~'' She pinched his nose.
Caelus just chuckled. ''I'm just saying. She's a big fan after all, I don't think she'd mind...''
Robin rolled her eyes but there was a warmth to the act that he couldn't help but find endearing; his lips soon meeting hers in another kiss. She moaned into his mouth, grinding herself down onto his cock and squeezing grunts from the back of his throat with ease, the clenching heat of her pussy enough to deprive him of higher thought. It brought out his rougher side and it took a conscious effort to not be too rough, though he didn't abstain from grabbing her ass and pulling her onto his cock more, the friction divine.
As was Robin's moans, her voice trembling as she tipped her head back. Two quick kisses touched her jaw before he went for her tits, kissing the top of them as they heaved against his lips, every breath doing wonders to them and encouraging him to buck his hips, making her tits jiggle nicely even in the confines of her dress. Fingers ran through his hair then and he groaned as Robin went back to bouncing on his cock, the hot engulfment so lewd it threatened to make him bust.
He endured, if only for now; hands wildly running over her lower half as she bounced on his dick. Be it caressing her curvy behind, stroking her hips, massaging her thighs or palming her stomach, he felt Robin up with a ravenousness that never seemed to wane – cementing her figure into his mind for the days when he couldn't spend the night with her. As if doing the same Robin ran her own hands over his chest, his shirt halfway up his chest as she traced his pectorals, her face red but her eyes unfocused, lost in the bliss of their act.
''Mn, ah, o-oh yes~'' Robin whisper-moaned, her back arching delightfully as she jammed herself down onto him. ''It feels so wonderful, I can't... a-ah~''
The haste with which she moved only hastened his end, the slick grip around his cock tightening as he slammed up into her – quick, rutting thrusts stuffing his cock up into her tight Halovian pussy. His fingers dug into her bare hips and he yanked her down with a vigour he'd abstained from until now, his breaths harsh and groans harsher as he extracted as much pleasure from their union as he could, feeling a desperate, unstoppable need surge up his shaft. His cock plunged up into her tight tunnel and squelches escaped their union, joining Robin's hurried gasps as she jerked down onto him, her bounces short and frantic-!
When he peaked, gasping – and then moaning as he blew his load in Robin. She slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle her squeal but he heard it all the same, eyes screwing shut even as Robin fell against him, grinding herself furiously onto his cock as she orgasmed with him. He held her close, buried his face in her shoulder and inhaled her sweet fragrance even as his nut was poured into her womb, spurt after spurt of it painting her innermost parts white and marking her with his seed.
Throb after throb deposited his load until he had no more to give; her own orgasm waning just a moment later. He groaned as she grinded on him for a little bit longer though, prolonging their union until at last she raised her hips, lifting herself off of him and freeing his hypersensitive, yet still erect cock – twitches trembling along his length but refusing to make it soften quite yet. Understandable, really, when he had Robin on his lap, flushed in the face and panting heavily.
Emboldening him to grab her ass and pick her up.
''Eep- mmph...'' The kiss, though sudden, quelled Robin's surprised squeak into a softer mewl, embarrassment burning her cheeks even as he set her ass down on her dressing table.
He spent just a second to tuck some makeup and stuff aside before letting her sit on it fully, her legs brushing against his hips before opening further, her dress hiding her loins but not denying him from grinding on them. The songstress moaned at that, voice soft even as she felt his manhood throb against her sex, his hips rolling back until his tip slipped down and prodded her nether lips – enticing Robin to reach under her dress and spread herself open, his cum leaking out and giving him an easy target.
''Mm- ah!''
Caelus groaned with his lover, hands clutching onto the table even as he buried his cock back inside of her slick, needy pussy – managing to hilt himself in on the first thrust. She clenched lovingly around him but he didn't let that stop him from pulling back, feeling the excess cum ooze out around his length even as he pistoned right back inside, filling Robin with his cock and making her moan for more.
More which he gave, his cock stuffing her once more even as his lips mashed against hers, devouring the Halovian's moan and melting it into a softer mewl. She threw her arms around him and held him into the kiss, keeping it going even as he slammed balls-deep into her and made the dressing table squeak in protest, the back of it banging up against the wall with every deep penetration.
''S-Someone might overhear...'' Robin moaned against his bottom lip then.
Caelus grunted an acknowledgement. ''The walls look thick enough...?''
Robin just flashed a smile before pulling him into another kiss, moaning as he rutted into her once more – quick, impassioned thrusts driving his cock deep into the songstress and making her sing their own special song. The fleshy smack of his hips against her thighs joined the chorus, adding to the lewd symphony they were creating – one made all the lewder as he plunged into her sopping tunnel like a man possessed, daring to be rougher.
A roughness Robin enjoyed, her moans threatening to become cries had she not yanked him into another kiss, the messy lip-lock at least muffling her voice as he went to town on her – stuffing his cock between her syrupy folds and into her clenching depths. Every thrust was heaven and sensitive as he was he wasn't sure how much longer he'd last, but the uncertainty just made him pound her all the more, fitting his cock into her tight hole with moans abound.
Fingers clutched onto his biceps then and Robin locked her legs around his waist, her moans taking on a higher, needier pitch as he rutted into her depths. She clamped around him, the hot grips of her loins so tantalising it felt like he could cum at any moment, his breathing harsh and thrusts harsher as he pounded himself into the songstress – her musical cries ringing in his ears, her tight heat enveloping him so lovingly, her body seizing up against his-!
When he climaxed, a strained groan spilling past his lips as he busted his nut inside of Robin. She slapped a hand over her mouth, quelling her shrill cry even as she spasmed, head jerking back and a shudder recoiling through her body as she orgasmed with him, clumsily grinding herself up against him and squeezing out all the cum he could shoot into her. He groaned at that, pressing himself into her and feeling relief steadily overwhelm him, sapping him of thought until his mind was a blissful, empty void.
Until clarity came rushing back in. ''Mn... crap...''
Pulling out he let a deluge of cum overflow from Robin's pussy, some of it staining the edge of the dresser before Robin thought to grab some wipes and use them to stem the flow, her cheeks rosy and eyes unfocused as she caught her breath. He shared that post-nut high, leaning in and gently connecting his lips with hers-
''Miss Robin, you're due in ten minutes.''
-when the voice of her manager came through the door.
Squeaking Robin nudged him back and stumbled to her feet. ''R-Right! I'm almost ready!''
If her manager noticed how shrill her voice was she certainly didn't say anything about it, and in a rush Robin applied the last of her makeup and adjusted her clothes, making sure nothing was amiss.
Alas with such limited time she couldn't change clothes, and so with a light blush to her cheeks the songstress stepped onto the stage and performed for her adoring fans.
The cum within her staining her underwear, but remaining unseen by any.
[END]