AN: I didn't want to write a fix fiction, because there are still so many of them. But this idea came to my mind and I just HAD to write it. I don't know, if I will continue or if this will be a one-shot. I don't have a precise idea, how this story could play out. I just hope you like and, as always, understand it. I never wrote a story like this before, not even in german. Normally I write cute and happy stories.
It was just after 2 AM, when Robin exited the elevator and walked to Barneys apartment.
Before she knocked on the door, she thought about, why she was here.
They were divorced. They got divorced three years ago, so why was she here?
She didn't really have an answer to this question.
She had spent the last three years travelling around the world. And she enjoyed it. Well, most of the time.
Now she was getting tired of it, but coming back wasn't really an option. She had nothing waiting here for her.
Her marriage failed because her work was more important to her. After the divorce, she couldn't stand seeing Barney hitting on other women, as if their marriage meant nothing to him.
So she left New York behind, threw herself into her work and forgot the people, that had been her family for the past 10 years.
She has been back in New York for the past two weeks, but she hadn't told anyone.
There were no assignments at the moment and World Wide News forced her to take a holiday, because apparently, she worked to much.
She was thinking about asking her boss for a job in New York. She was lonely and missed having a real home.
Half an hour ago, she had gotten a call from Barney.
She didn't know, how he knew, that she was in New York, but he knew.
She had wondered, why he called her, but she answered the call. She could barely understand something, because he sobbed into the phone. He had sounded desperate and had asked her to come over.
That's why she was here.
But we are divorced!, she told herself, over and over.
It was probably a bad idea to come and see her ex-husband, but she couldn't help herself.
He had cried and her heart had broken all over again. She just had to see him and make sure, he was okay.
She knocked on the door and waited for him to open it.
When he did, she was shocked by his appearance.
His face was puffy and red, as if he had cried non-stop for hours. His hair was a mess and his clothes were wrinkled.
He looked at her, sad and devastated. In this moment, he looked much older than forty-three years old.
This was not the man, she once fell in love with. The man, she loved, was always full of energy. He was optimistic and always hopeful. This man was hopeless and looked tired of life.
She came in, closed the door and asked concerned: "What happened, Barney?"
He didn't say anything. He just began to cry.
Robin pushed him towards the couch and forced him to sit down.
"Tell me, what's wrong", she said, but he shook his head and cried harder.
"I can't", he finally sobbed out and wiped his tears away.
"You can tell me everything", she encouraged him softly.
"No. No, I just can't talk about it!", he cried out and Robin looked at him confused.
"If you didn't want to talk, then why did you want me to come over?", she asked him.
Barney grabbed her face and pressed his lips hard against hers.
And now Robin knew, why she was here.
When he had called her and she had heard him crying, she thought, he needed her as a friend.
She thought, he wanted to talk to her, because he still wanted to be friends with her.
Apparently, she had been wrong.
He didn't want to talk. He just wanted to get laid. He just wanted to fuck her.
It hurt.
Robin pushed him away and stood up from the couch.
She looked at him shocked and tried to look angry, instead of showing him how much he just hurt her.
But Barney could see right through her.
Her eyes were watery and her lip was trembling.
He saw the hurt in her eyes and realized, what he had done.
Kissing her and hurting her had not been his intentions when he had called her.
"Oh my god, Robin! I'm so sorry. This is not what I wanted", he said and stood up from the couch.
"I swear, I just needed someone to talk and you were the first person, that came into my mind. That's why I called you. But now, that you're here, I can't talk. I really want to, but I just can't, and it's killing me."
He started crying again.
"I'm so totally sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you. I think, I just need a distraction to not think about it, just for a few hours. I didn't want to hurt you, Robin. I'm sorry."
Robin went up to him and kissed him passionately.
He needed a distraction, she could give him distraction. She couldn't stand seeing him this forlorn and if this was the only way, she could help him, she would do it.
And it's not that she forgot how great of a lover he was.
Barney responded to the kiss immediately and shoved his tongue right into her mouth.
Passion took control over their bodies and he shoved her against a wall. Robin sighed softly into the kiss. He has always been so good at making her hot for him. He freed her from her coat and slipped his hand under her shirt.
Her heart was racing and she felt a familar, but almost forgotten heat in her stomach and moisture between her legs.
But her hands hadn't forgotten anything and his jackett and tie came off quickly. Robin began to unbutton his shirt. Barney moaned when her fingertips slid over his chest. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Then he bent down to suck on her neck. Robin yelped and grabbed onto his shoulders, while she rocked her hips against his groin, making him groan her name.
Barney grabbed her hips and lifted her from the ground, she wrapped her legs around his waist, felt his hard cock and kissed him again. He hurried with her into the bedroom, they once shared every night.
Sometimes he would get sad, when he entered this room, because it reminded him of the fact, that he was alone, that Robin was gone.
But tonight, he didn't want to think about that. Tonight he wanted to enjoy the fact, that Robin was here. Even when it was just one night.
He dropped her down on the bed and kicked off his shoes. Robin crawled to him, unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants. He pushed her down on the bed and took off hers. Then he laid on top of her and kissed her deep. He opened her bra, threw it away and began to suck her tender, pink nipples.
Robin sunk her nails into his scalp and writhed under him. Barney kissed his way down her body and wispered her name into her skin, until he could take off her panties.
"Please... Barney...", she wispered and then he licked her and she screamed in pleasure.
He stroked her inner thighs with one hand, while licking her deep and massaging her clit with his finger.
Robin was close. She moaned and yelped and bulged towards him. Barney came up from between her legs. He took off his boxers, laid down on top of her and was inside her with one powerful thrust.
Robin screamed and wrapped her legs around his waist. He began to move inside her and it felt like coming home.
Over the past few years, she had slept with italian, spanish and french men. But no man could make her feel like Barney could.
It's always been this way. They just had this connection and this incredible chemistry.
She got overwhelmed by her feelings and a few tears leaked out of her eyes. Barney took her face into his hands, bent down and kissed them away.
Then he began to move faster and Robin came towards him with every stroke.
There were no sounds other than moaning and the sound of skin bump into skin.
Soon Robin felt a clenching in her stomach. She breathed deep and prepared herself for, what she knew, would be the best orgasm in three years. She screamed Barneys name and ranked her nails over his back, as the waves of pleasure washed over her.
Only seconds later, she felt him coming deep inside her, filling her with his semen, which gave her a second climax.
When she came down from the high, Barney pulled out of her and let himself fall on his back next to her.
Their heartbeats and breathing became slower and Robin waited for him to break the silence.
If he wanted to talk about something, now was the time. They've always done it this way. If there was something to talk about, they talked about it after sex. When their blood and adrenaline was still rushing through their veins. In the dark, so they didn't fell so exposed, when they talked about their feelings.
"I missed you, Robin", he said into the darkness, breaking the silence.
Robin closed her eyes firmly and stayed quiet for a few more seconds.
"I missed you, too", she admitted in a soft wisper.
"But that doesn't change anything", she said then.
Because it didn't. They were still divorced. They still didn't work. She was still working all over the world and he still couldn't cope with it.
"I know", he answered and they were silent for a few moments.
Barney took a deep and shaky breath and prepared for the big confession, why he called her.
"My mom's got cancer", he said.
Robin held her breath. She didn't know, what to say.
What do you say to your ex-husband, with whom you just slept, when he tells you that his mother, your ex-mother-in-law, has cancer?
"The doctors can't do anything for her and give her one year", he said and she could hear him tearing up.
Robin blinked to hold back tears. She didn't want to say anything, because she didn't know, what to say. Nothing she could say, would make him feel better.
So she just laid her arms around him and let him cry on her shoulder.
He cried quietly, until he fell asleep one hour later.
Robin was still awake. She slipped out of the bed and bedroom, got dressed and left the apartment.
She couldn't stay the night. It was too dangerous.
She would be stupid to let him break her heart once more.