Okay double post please don't think this will always be the way I roll! But I will try. x
Chapter 2 - Scotch and Paintball
Robin stood by Ted's bedroom door facing the living room. She couldn't believe she had had sex with Barney on the couch five days ago, and the front door had been unlocked! As soon as they had put their clothes on Ted had burst in with mud all over his clothes running into his room then the shower. Barney had pulled out two cigars from his suit pocket and handed Robin one, she had accepted it without a shred of guilt and they'd proceeded to smoke them while drinking beers as they waited for Ted to come out and share his undoubtedly interesting story on how he'd gotten covered from head to toe in mud.
Then there was the time Barney had waylaid her in the alley behind the bar and hiked her skirt up while he penetrated her from behind. Afterwards the two of them had walked into the bar and listened to Ted tell everyone he was over Stella even though it had only been a week since she had left him at the altar.
How did they have such hot passionate sex one second then slip back into their bros before hoes roles in the blink of an eye? Robin had to admit to herself that unlike the drunken post-Simon break up sex night she was finding it harder and harder to pretend it was just sex. That it wasn't one of her closest friends, well the only friend she had ever had that seemed to just get her. Who was also doubling as her best bed-mate to date?
Where was she going with this train of thought? It wasn't like she wanted to date Barney, and she was pretty sure that he did not want to date her, but she did not want to stop having sex with him either.
Then there was the night of the GNB party when he had been so sweet with her in his own Barney way. That had confused her because there had seemed to be more going on between them than she understood. Were those post-coital feelings that they had yet to indulge somehow spilt over to bro territory that night? But the next day Barney had just been Barney and she had been grouchy unemployed Robin as usual. She raked her hands down her face in frustration, what the hell was going on here? And why was she even Tedding out and being such an obsessive analytical female about it?
The front door swung open.
"Hey Scherbatsky you imitating a tree?"
"Hi to you too Barney."
"What's up, you sounded really weird on the phone?"
Robin let go of the Ted's bedroom door frame and took a step towards Barney.
"I got rejected by three different networks today."
Barney's brow furrowed slightly, "You wanna go get wasted then paintballing?"
Robin smiled and took a step closer; Barney was not so restrained, he closed the gap between them and put his arm around her shoulders.
"I would say we should go to the gun range but the only steel I want you handling with such pleasure and confidence when you're with me is mine."
"Also, I could decide that I really have had enough of all your Canada jokes and use you for target practice." Robin parried sweetly, putting her arm around his waist.
"Careful Scherbatsky you're speeding towards the Vicky Mendoza diagonal." Barney warned as he steered her towards her room.
"No I'm pretty sure that it would be known as the Robin Sparkles tangent."
"Nice. By the way, you should totally make the grey trouser suit with the white silk blouse that is just a little bit see-through your trademark; those networks were crazy not to hire you on the spot." Barney remarked as he cast an appreciative eye over her outfit.
They had entered her room and he shut the door behind him turning the lock in one deft move. Robin raised her eyebrow and smiled seductively at him.
"A friend of mine bought me the suit as a welcome back from Japan present. It's Armani."
"He sounds awesome."
"He is." Robin said indulging him.
Barney approached her and she tilted her head back and put her arm around his neck drawing him closer. Her left hand came up to tug his tie so that their lips could meet in an open-mouthed kiss. The kiss was teasing, exploratory and just pleasurable. After a few minutes they drew apart and looked into each other's eyes. Barney's hand travelled down her back and rested on her butt. He cupped the supple flesh and squeezed briefly, pressing himself against her. She moved her hips against him reflexively, biting her lip at the same time. Barney closed his eyes and bent to kiss her again, he wanted to kiss her so much her lips would be swollen and red. Robin seemed to want the same thing as she kissed him back with equal fervour. They drew away at the same time, breaths rattling. Something in the kiss had changed mid-way and it was like being struck by lightning. What scared them both was that they had both felt it.
"Okay, what the hell was that?"
"An earthquake?"
"In New York City Barney?"
"Yeah."
"Okay that's just-"
"The only plausible explanation as to what happened." Barney said in a slightly panicked voice.
Robin sat down on the bed and nodded her head in agreement.
"Yeah, of course."
She looked up at him and grinned. His chest was still heaving slightly.
"What?"
"You're definitely ready to go."
Barney looked down at the very obvious evidence of his aroused state. He quirked an eyebrow and gave her a lopsided grin.
"Are you?" He challenged.
Robin cocked her eyebrow and got up, she started to undo his tie. When she was done, she undid the zipper on her pants and taking his hand slid it in the gap.
"Feel for yourself."
"Oh Sparkles…" Barney flexed his wrist a little and watched her expressive face.
She bucked into his hand and he pushed her backwards onto the bed, crawling over her while he kept working his hand and fingers. Her lids drifted shut as she bent her legs and strained upwards.
"Take off my shirt.' He ordered her.
Her hands reached up blindly to undo his shirt buttons, he stopped his ministrations forcing her to focus her eyes on him.
"Barney."
"We're gonna try something new here Robin… you're gonna look me straight in the eyes until I say you can look away."
Robin bit her lip and nodded, bucking her hips against him. He started to move his hand again and she kept her eyes focused on his. He smiled at her, and she blinked in surprise. She knew he was attractive and charming but right then and there she wanted to turn away because his beauty was blinding. He leaned down and kissed her, whispering into her mouth that she was free to look away. Robin sucked on his tongue in tandem with the motion of her hips and his hand. Barney groaned, as he strove for control. Seconds later it was all over as Robin climaxed.
He gazed down at her and started to unbutton her blouse, today was different, it was a good different so far and he was not going to question it. There was an opening and today in the bright light of day he was not going to have sex with Robin he was going to make love to her Stinson style. She did not have a prayer.
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Robin was lying on Barney's chest, tracing patterns down his arm, this was not part of the unwritten rules they had written but she did not care. She felt too good, too languorous and satiated to worry about rules. She blushed as she thought about all the things they had done in this bed over the last two hours.
Barney's hand came down to stroke her hair, "One word Sparkles… awesome."
She smiled, pinching his nipple before she lifted her head up to meet his eyes. He yelped but grinned right back at her.
"It really was." She confirmed, moving to lean on her elbow, her face was level with his, her legs still entwined with his.
"It's three o'clock, what do you say we go down to the Paintball Palace we can get a good hour and half in before we join the others at the bar." He suggested.
"Sober?"
"Au contraire my simple Northern friend, I've got my emergency flask that I keep stashed in your kitchen."
Robin chuckled, covering his face with her hand she shoved him backwards.
"Okay but I've gotta shower before we go, I've got some strands of hair that seem to have a product I didn't put in it this morning."
"Yeah you do." Barney chuckled.
Robin rolled her eyes as she got out of bed and wrapped a towel around herself.
"You coming?" She asked as she opened her bedroom door.
Barney's eyes lit up but he shook his head, "If I do that we'll never leave. I'll just shower at my place later." Also he did not want to risk getting caught.
Robin shrugged and went to take a shower.
Barney lay back and smiled up at the ceiling. So far so good, he really hoped that today wasn't an anomaly and they could build on this. To what end he didn't know but he felt so light and happy at the moment he was willing to just be.
'Let's Go To The Mall' started to ring in the room and with a startled glance Barney got out of the tangled sheets and fished the phone out of his jacket pocket. Ted. Barney pressed the ignore button. Then looking around the room his heart started to thud in a panicked staccato as the realities of where he was and what he'd been doing crashed on him. Frantically he started to put all his clothes back on, today had been different from the last 9 times they had done this since Robin had come back from Japan. Today something had snuck in and transformed the whole thing, given it a deeper meaning that had made it impossible for them to just put on their clothes and slip into bro mode. But slip into bro mode they would, Barney was already there, fully dressed and looking like he'd just had a long day at the office. He made Robin's bed, opening the window to air the room then stepped out, leaving the door slightly ajar.
When his phone rang again he was drinking a beer and simultaneously pouring Johnny Walker Red Label into the hip flask he kept stashed in Ted's fondue pot. What a pretentious douche Theodore Mosby could be!
"Hey Ted… what? Yeah … She's in the shower… I don't know, why don't you ask her!? Dude seriously… Okay, that's cool… we're going paintballing, wanna come? Well your loss… yeah we'll see you at the bar… bye!"
"I'll be dressed and ready to go in the next ten minutes I promise!" Robin called out as she half ran half tiptoed into her room.
Barney just shook his head and took a swig of his flask.
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"What?" Robin asked.
'I was just wondering how you manage to make jeans, a tshirt, boots and coat look like so much more.' Barney thought to himself. Mentally giving himself a slap across the face he pasted his most charming smirk on his face.
"White t-shirt for paintball… isn't it gonna end up looking a little tye-dye?"
"Oh God you're right, why didn't you say something at the apartment?"
"You took so long in the shower if we dallied any longer we weren't gonna get even an hour of game time."
"Well maybe you should have thought of that before you did the thing… with the thing!"
"It wasn't my idea for you to do that in the first place."
"Fine I won't do that next time."
"Please Scherbatsky like its even up to you." Barney scoffed as they walked into the paintball yard swilling Scotch from Barney's flask.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means, Canada... B-Man don't do re-runs so if you're lucky enough to get another swing – yeah I did – at this… you'll do that just out of gratitude. Ow!"
Robin grinned evilly as she whacked him with her paintball gun again.
"It's so on Stinson!"
"Whatever, I'll destroy you out there. And I'll destroy you in the cab on the way to the bar afterwards."
"You wanna bet?"
"Yeah."
"What do I get if I win?"
"Well-"
"A real prize Barney."
"Please, sex with the Barnacle is a real-OW! Okay… how about one get out of jail free card?"
"Keep talking."
"If you want or need something be it a kidney, money, sex, a favor, a sexual favor… you can have it. No questions asked or complaints." Barney said getting into her personal space.
Robin rubbed her chin for a second contemplating this then she nodded.
"I'll take it. You're going down"
"Wait, what do I get if I win?"
"A lap dance."
"What kind of lap dance?"
"Any kind… no questions asked."
"Oh this is so on."
"Catch you on the flip side!"
Barney chuckled, "Keanu is actually something, and I'm guessing, the only thing you Canadians have got to be proud of isn't he?"
She feinted as if she was going to hit him with her gun again, he beat a hasty retreat laughing all the way.
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Okay if y'all thought this was crap or OOC please let me know. xxx Dulce