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"Alright, we're safe. For now."
Qrow entered the supply closet he and Robyn were hiding out in, closing the door behind him. The closet was big enough for them to sit across from each other but still not incredibly spacious.
The two of them were on the run and in hiding after having escaped from their cells within the Atlas prison. However, the building was locked down, so they couldn't completely leave the premises. They were trapped, playing a game of cat and mouse while constantly on the move within the compound.
But with the sun beginning to rise, and the majority of Atlas forces busy with the battle outside the city, the two of them thought they might have a minute or two to catch their breath within this tucked-away closet.
Robyn watched Qrow as he sat down across from her. She had been worried about his wellbeing for quite a while, but now that they were out, she knew it was up to her to make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
"If we're in the clear, try to relax- while we can," Robyn stated. "You've been running on adrenaline this whole time."
Qrow rested his head up against the wall, looking up and closing his eyes before taking a deep breath.
"I can't relax. Not yet. Not until Ironwood is dealt with."
Robyn looked down, fiddling with her hands. She was concerned he would self-destruct but unfortunately there wasn't much she could do besides help steer him in the right direction.
She mimicked his head placement and took a deep breath herself.
"I'm worried sick about my people down there in Mantle. They're tough, but..." Robyn drifted off.
It took Qrow a few seconds to even realize she had said something.
"I'm sure they'll be fine."
Robyn straightens her head, looking over at him.
"And I'm sure your kids are with them. Helping people, together."
Qrow's eyes slowly opened, anxiety showing itself with the way his body moved.
"They'll be fine too," Robyn stated firmly.
"I sure hope so..." he replied.
The two of them sat in silence for a few moments. Neither of them knew what to say, and neither of them knew how to make themselves relax- despite Robyn's lecturing.
Robyn let out one more sigh before reaching down for something.
"Well, I don't care that I'm not alone in here, and I don't care if you judge me. I'm gonna do what I gotta do-"
Qrow looked over at her with a raised brow, curious to see what she was talking about.
Robyn unbuckled her pants and began to slide them down her legs, removing them.
"What- What are you doing..?" Qrow asked in near shock.
"Look- it's been a loooong couple of days, and I've been stuck in these tight pants all this time. I need to let myself breathe."
Robyn tossed her pants to the corner of the room and stretched out her legs, letting out a deep breath of relaxation.
"Yesss, that's what I needed."
Qrow's eyes kept darting back and forth between the wall and Robyn's now visible underwear, not knowing whether it would be weirder to look or to purposely look away.
Robyn chuckled, taking notice of his sudden nervousness.
"You don't have to be so freaked, man. We're all adults here-" she gestured around the room despite them being the only ones there.
Qrow nodded and began to chill out.
That was- until Robyn proceeded to slide her hand down the front of her underwear and started to feel around.
Qrow watched in disbelief as the woman he had been stuck in captivity with for around two days seemed to be playing with herself directly in front of him.
"So, um...are you and your Happy Huntresses really open with each other, or something?"
Robyn laughed as loud as she could possibly do so without drawing attention.
"Well, yeah actually. But even if we weren't, I wouldn't be shy to relieve myself after all of the stress we've been through. My groin has been screaming at me!"
Once again Qrow was in utter silence as Robyn sat back in relaxed masturbation.
Robyn eventually spoke back up.
"I don't mind if you do the same."
"No, I'm good-"
"You sure? Seriously, it's no big deal. As I said, we're both adults here."
"The only thing I'm concerned about is getting to Ironwood," Qrow replied firmly. "I'm not going to start jerking off in a closet."
Robyn paused and looked at him as if she felt sorry for him.
"Do you want me to stop?" She asked. "I'll stop if you want me to."
Qrow sighed before responding.
"No, you do whatever you want. I don't care."
Robyn gave him a smile before starting back up with her self-provided stress relief.
"Thank you. I've just been so tense for what feels like ages, I really need to blow off some steam."
If they only had a few minutes to catch their breaths, Robyn was going to be sure to take advantage of those few minutes as best she could. She pulled down her underwear- not all of the way, but just enough to have better access.
They returned to silence.
Qrow sat with his hands in his lap, attempting to reach some level of relaxation of his own, but it was to no avail. He could not stop thinking about the vengeance he wished to enact upon James.
However, interrupting his vengeful thoughts were occasional wet sounds coming from Robyn. He tried not to focus on it but it was nearly impossible not to take notice of the masturbating woman ten inches away.
Qrow returned his eyes to Robyn, who was looking around the room mindlessly. She didn't appear to be particularly horny- just genuinely wanting to spend these few peaceful moments calming herself down however she could.
The two of them locked eyes as Robyn noticed him looking at her. She gave an amused smirk but didn't look away. She continued soothing herself with the attention of his eyes.
Qrow slowly began to realize he didn't want to look away either. Not only was it an appealing sight, but it distracted him, kept him from fixating on his thoughts.
His eyes unintentionally wandered to the source of motion below, looking between her legs. He didn't even realize he was staring directly at her crotch until something interesting happened.
Upon seeing where his eyes had traveled, Robyn spread her legs further apart, allowing him a better look.
Qrow quickly looked back up at her, being greeted by the same smirk of amusement.
"Ugh-" he exclaimed quietly. "Fine-"
Giving in to temptation, Qrow threw his hands down and followed suit in removing his pants.
Soon enough, his penis was out in the open and held in his right hand, slowly and mindlessly being jerked.
Robyn chuckled as she lifted her free arm back behind her head to rest against it, watching Qrow stroke himself.
The two prison escapees sat across from each other and watched as they masturbated.
Interestingly enough, Robyn seemed most enamored with Qrow's face, very rarely peeling her eyes away from watching his expressions as she pleasured herself. She was immensely glad to have inspired him to take a genuine break for his well-being.
Qrow looked up at Robyn's face as he sped up his gratification. He didn't want to spend very long doing this, and it surely wouldn't take him very long to finish after how long it had been.
Robyn responded to his gaze by teasingly blowing him a kiss, to which he scoffed.
She could tell he was about to finish, and she was honestly eager to see it. Up until now, she had only ever seen him as a man too rough for his own good. Seeing a man like that relieve himself would be a sight to behold.
Suddenly, Qrow grunted as he ejaculated, cum shooting straight out and landing on the floor between his legs with a splat. Robyn watched with great enjoyment, rubbing herself for a few seconds longer before coming to a stop once Qrow himself had also stopped.
Qrow's breathing became heavy as his penis sank down across his leg, resting after having completed it's task. He looked back over at Robyn who was simply smiling at him.
They sat for a minute or two longer, not saying a single word, before eventually standing up, putting back on their pants, and preparing to head back out into the compound.