A few hours later, Vex was more than a little annoyed at all the paperwork. He knew he shouldn't have put it off as long as he had, but all the drug trips had made it hard to focus on things like paperwork. Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands start to massage his shoulders, which made him jump.
"You seemed tense," Robin's voice echoed from behind Vex. There was a laugh in the tone of his voice, but it also seemed sincere. "I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not," Vex purred as he started to relax, putting his pen down as he leaned back in the chair. "You've gotten...awfully good at that," he breathed as the Incubus continued to massage his tensed-up muscles.
Rob laughed lightly, "I spent the past two years in school for this. I would hope I'd be good at it by now." He smiled as he continued to work at the Mesmer's shoulders, humming slightly to keep his rhythm.
As a bit more of Rob's chi flowed through his hands and into Vex's shoulders, the Mesmer let out a soft moan without meaning to do so. As he realized what sound he'd made, he pressed his lips tightly together to ensure that it wouldn't happen again. After all, there was an Incubus in the room; he didn't exactly need him getting any...ideas, at least not just yet. He thought he heard said-Incubus chuckle, but it could have been his imagination.
After several minutes had passsed, Robin stopped massaging Vex's shoulders and, before he let go, let a rather heated dose of chi shoot into Vex's body. Gasping, Vex couldn't help but make a growling sound in his throat, knowing that Rob had done that on purpose. Suddenly, he stood and whirled around to look at Rob accusingly. Before the Incubus could say anything, Vex's sadisticness came into play and he pushed Rob against the wall with a glare. "Don't toy with me, Incubus," he warned, "Meeting me again could be good for you, or I could make it very very bad." He wasn't sure if it was his own spontaniousness or the flush of chi that had been sent through him, but suddenly he crushed his lips against the Incubus' in a harsh manner.
When he pulled back, he grabbed Robin by the shoulders and stepped back, pushing him slightly away from the wall before taking a breath. The next words that came out of his mouth were quiet, tired, "G'night, Rob."
"Are we going to talk abou-"
"Not now," was all the Mesmer said as he began to walk away, out of the study. "The guest bedroom's all yours," he added after a slight pause before continuing to make his way into his room for a good night's sleep...hopefully.
As Vex sprawled out on his bed, he realized that-in all reality-he really wasn't tired. Thoughts of Robin began to play through his mind; it was obvious that certain things had been said...done...that made it seem like the Incubus was interested. But, of course, it was impossible to tell with Inccubi; they were confusing creatures when it came to relationships. The biggest question in the entire situation, however, was whether Vex actually wanted there to be anything between them. It was well-known with most people that he didn't care much about what gender somebody was, as long as they knew what they were doing, but that was hardly the point. Rob was...well, he was Rob. It just seemed weird... But should it have?