Context: between seasons 4 and 5
Prompt: #007 Lust
Word count: 200
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"Bloody hell, Robin," Marshall says, "what's with that massive bruise on your leg?"
She's been prepared for this question all night (her dress rides up just enough for it to show when she crosses her legs), and she throws Barney a quick look (it's not a coincidence that the bruise is showing).
"Oh, yeah," she says nonchalantly. "Just a hickey."
Lily wiggles her eyebrows appreciatively, intrigued, while an uncomfortable Ted makes for the kitchen.
Barney, however, keeps quiet.
Later, Robin's opening another bottle of wine when Barney joins her in the kitchen, his eyes fixed on her naval summer dress and the tanned skin of her shoulders.
He comes up behind her, daringly, recklessly, his hand resting on the hem of her skirt where he's left his mark the night before.
"You're a tease, Scherbatsky," he accuses lowly, pushing her hair to the side and strategically nipping, biting, sucking at the back of her neck, until there's another bruise her brown curls just about cover when he moves them back.
"What's taking you so long!" Lily shouts from the living room.
"Yeah, Robin, what is?" he shouts back, smirking.
She keeps fixing her hair for the rest of the night.