Robyn slid down further onto the floor as more pressure was placed upon his pinned hand. His eyes grew wider and his breath quicker as the point of Drayn’s sneaker slowly slid down his forearm, offering more and more pressure as it moved along. He cried out sharply as Drayn shoved the toe of his sneaker down into his hand, splaying out his fingers and popping one, two, three, four of them out of place. Tears sprung into his eyes at the intense pain, and as soon as the foot was drawn from his hand Robyn pulled it into his chest, cradling it there with his other arm as he gasped for breath.<br/><br/>He wasn’t given even a moment to breathe, however, as he was lifted up from his spot on the floor by his thick head of hair and them tossed onto the bed haphazardly. Robyn didn’t protest for even a moment as he buried his face down in the soiled sheets, hyperventilating into the linens which smelled heavily of cigarette smoke despite the stench of death that hovered heavily all around them. He remained in the compromised position, listening closely to Drayn’s babbling and nodding his head along hurriedly all whilst he considered his options along with the murmurings in his head. It was the clear consensus within his head that he should go with Drayn and scope out the situation with him. The man seemed like he’d be able to give Robyn the structure and grounding that he needed, at least for a time, and Robyn certainly did need another place to stay. It was clear that Drayn was at least interested in what Robyn had to offer if how intensely he was examining the most intimate parts of him was any indicator.<br/><br/>“I don’t want your stuff … I didn’t want Adrien’s either, honest, I jus-” Robyn’s words got caught in his throat and an ugly grunt escaped him as his captor's toe collided with his sensitive scrotum. He cringes and ground his teeth together, a shudder running through his lean form. The pain wasn’t anything he couldn’t deal with, he’d been through considerably worse in his life than what he was being subjected to at that moment. He’d gotten this far, he was sure he could suffer through more with little to no long lasting consequences aside from perhaps a few new scars.<br/><br/>“O-Of course,” Robyn whispered in response to the agreement to his terms. Robyn hopped up quickly from his spot pressed down into the sheets and he scooted around the end of the bed and out of the door. “I-I didn’t kill him for any real desire to do so, honestly. I liked Adrien, I did … But he was good. Underneath the rough, violent exterior he was good, not that he’d let anybody know as much,” Robyn began as he led Drayn out into his bedroom, complying totally to the other’s requests and taking his one good hand and beginning to run it over his softened member.<br/><br/>“We have been traveling around for a while now, you see. Traveling around and finding the good in the world, the good men and women that don’t deserve to be put through the tortures of the physical world for any longer than absolutely necessary,” Robyn explained quickly, willing himself to gain an erection despite his body’s rather strong aversion to the idea of arousal at the time. Robyn paused in his efforts as they moved into the kitchen, and he moved to pull the microwave from its place set into the wall. Behind the microwave was a stash of thousands upon thousands of hundred dollar bills. “Here’s the first stash, there’s one more stash of cash and then one large collection of product,” he muttered, stepping back to allow Drayn to collect his dues. Robyn began stroking himself once again as he moved off to the next pair of stashes that he’d spoke of. The rest of the cash was stowed in a hole beneath a couch cushion, while the drugs were stored in a sealed plastic bag in the toilet bowl.<br/><br/>“There’s all of that … I’m sure that Adrien would have wanted you to have it,” he murmured as he shifted his weight around uncomfortably. “Are you Drayn? He talked about a man named Drayn, always commented on how pretty you are,” he whispered curiously, furrowing his brow as he lifted his gaze up to the intimidating gentleman. He certainly was beautiful, despite the fear that materialized in the pit of Robyn’s stomach in his presence.