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His body tensed for a moment, realizing I was only a few feet behind him now. He had been so lost in his imaginary battle that he’d let me slip through his expert senses. It was unlike him, and he had a measure of shame on his face when he glanced over his shoulder at me.
His hands tightened around the handles of his swords, pointing them toward the ground. “I can’t do anything to get the Merry Men to accept Robin.”
My eyebrows lifted. “That’s surprisingly candid of you.”
“You asked, dandelion.”
“You don’t usually answer in such a forthcoming way.”
He huffed and turned to continue his fight. The harsh thudding of his attacks rang out in my ears, jostling me.
“I find it hard to trust her plan. Making the guards we captured our allies, recruiting that annoying youngling. It’s too much, too fast.”
I smiled and stepped closer. “You are frustrated about a great many things.”
“Aye.”
My hands reached out and gently landed on his shoulders. I squeezed lightly, running my fingers over the tight knots in his shoulder blades, and watched as he physically relaxed in my grip.
In seconds, I had him right where I wanted him. The shorter lad lowered his swords again, hesitantly, yet stayed staring at the tree and all its grisly cuts, slashes, and seeping sap. The evidence of his violence.
“There are other ways to ease frustrations than just swinging a sword, little badger,” I said in his ear, my voice growing raspy and thick. I pulled his sweaty back against my chest, and he allowed himself to show vulnerability, melt into me, and feel what I was offering.
“What did you have in mind?” he asked.
While rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, my other hand trailed south and curved around his narrow waist. It deftly dipped into the front of his pants and wrapped around the girth of his warm cock.
Will let out a small grunt as I squeezed him to stiffness. My hand moved slow and leisurely, allowing him to feel every delicious sensation along his perfect cock.
When he became too constrained by his trousers, I lowered them to his thighs to free him, and hoisted his impressive length out into the open afternoon air.
The entire time I stroked the lad, I worked lazy circles around his neck with the heel of my other hand, until his head slunk forward and he gave himself to me. His swords lowered completely, the points of his blades stabbing into the ground so he could use them to balance.
My hand moved faster, the lewd sounds of gliding flesh carrying into the trees, joining the chorus of unseen birds and insects. I looked over his shoulder to see the lad was impossibly erect, his big cock jutting out in front of him like a spear.
As I fondled him harder, deeper, and slid my hand from root to tip, his body reacted, quivering. His balls swung and slapped into my wrist while I picked up my speed and stroked him faster.
In his ear, I whispered, “Robin is smarter than us, lad, whether you want to admit it or not. Trust in her plan, like I trust in you.”
He grunted wordlessly, lost in the throes of sudden lust. His fingers were no longer white-knuckled around the handles of his sword, regaining their color, and his tight ass slowly pushed into the bulge between my legs.
“If we’re going to accept her, which we are,” I said, trying to keep his mind on our songbird, “then we need to accept her new way of doing things. Maybe it’ll be good for us.”
“Like this is good for us?” he spat through gritted teeth.
I smiled in his ear, watching as goosebumps sprouted. “Precisely. It’s been too long, hasn’t it?”
He grumbled in acceptance.
“I saw you, you know. Last night.”
“With her?”
My eyes went down to his cock over his shoulder, which throbbed from mention of Robin. I smiled at the way my spindly hand tried to smother his size, futilely. Despite being shorter than many Merry Men, he more than made up for it with this python between his legs. I could hardly encircle his bulbous, angry cockhead while it smeared his arousal on my palm.
“Such a magnificent display of carnal destruction,” I said into the shell of his ear. I wanted to keep his mind on Robin, because she was everything to him. Everything to me. If anything was going to make Will Scarlet see the light, it was going to be her.
“Were you jealous, dandelion?” His voice didn’t hold the strength or anger it usually did. It was strained, nearly choked from the ministrations I performed on him.
