Title: Kinky Chopsticks
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: How I Met Your Mother
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: written for
rashaka. Spoilers for season 3.
Characters: Robin, Barney
Summary: "Robin regains her sanity when the delivery girl raises her eyebrows and gives Robin a 'you lucky bitch' look."
Robin throws the money at her, grabs the Chinese food, and shuts the door in the woman's face. Robin and turns around to see Barney behind her, all perfect, hard abs and bright blue eyes. His tailored slacks slip low on his hips as he takes the food, starts pulling open cartons of General Tso's pork and fried rice.
"Fuck," she says, once, violently, and Barney smirks at her, smile tight and intense, and goes, "weren't you the one insisting on food before a repeat? 'Cause I'm game if you are, Scherbatsky."
Her palm itches to slap him, but she turns away instead, only she must be moving really, really slow, her old field hockey coach would be screaming at her because Barney catches one of her earring with his chopsticks. She pauses at the tug of her earlobe, and Barney presses against her back, other hand sliding around her waist to pull her against him.
"Hey, hey, don't rush off," he whispers into her ear and he sounds wounded, concerned, positively Ted-esque, like she can't feel his erection pressing into her ass, like she doesn't know that the only thing he wants from her is sex.
Robin slaps the chopsticks away from her ear and slams the door as she leaves.
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: How I Met Your Mother
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: written for
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Characters: Robin, Barney
Summary: "Robin regains her sanity when the delivery girl raises her eyebrows and gives Robin a 'you lucky bitch' look."
Robin throws the money at her, grabs the Chinese food, and shuts the door in the woman's face. Robin and turns around to see Barney behind her, all perfect, hard abs and bright blue eyes. His tailored slacks slip low on his hips as he takes the food, starts pulling open cartons of General Tso's pork and fried rice.
"Fuck," she says, once, violently, and Barney smirks at her, smile tight and intense, and goes, "weren't you the one insisting on food before a repeat? 'Cause I'm game if you are, Scherbatsky."
Her palm itches to slap him, but she turns away instead, only she must be moving really, really slow, her old field hockey coach would be screaming at her because Barney catches one of her earring with his chopsticks. She pauses at the tug of her earlobe, and Barney presses against her back, other hand sliding around her waist to pull her against him.
"Hey, hey, don't rush off," he whispers into her ear and he sounds wounded, concerned, positively Ted-esque, like she can't feel his erection pressing into her ass, like she doesn't know that the only thing he wants from her is sex.
Robin slaps the chopsticks away from her ear and slams the door as she leaves.
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I am so in love with you right now you have no idea. God, what a fantastic thing to wake up to after being positively ill all night.
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