#so they were like ‘finish off ally’s cig’ and i tried to but i choked on the smoke

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

me every time i’m violently sick: why am i cash money dyin’ like this??? why must god try to nerf me like this??

[thebountyfucker]

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Embo/F!Reader/Cad, minor Embo/Cad

Tags: PiV sex, voyeurism/exhibitionism, choking, deep throating, Embo and Cad are sorta buddies, lots o' cum, overstimulation, shibari, slightly feral Bo

Here's the link to my masterpost

This one is for the group chat. Love you hoes

“I got company comin’ over, so ya better behave.” Cad drawled as he ran the rope he was rigging you up with along your waist. You met his gaze, your eyes shimmering nervously. You were too damn cute, he’d give you that.

“C-company?” You asked as he tied off the rope and took a step back to admire his handiwork.

“Don’ get all shy now. It’s just Bo.” He muttered as he turned to dig around in his dresser drawers for one of his numerous toys. He pulled out a wand vibrator, and turned it on with a smirk. He threaded the wand through the rope around your waist and angled it so it hit your clit just right. You gasped softly as he patted your cheek. “Keep quiet fer me, okay? I’d hate fer him to know dat yer in dis state.”

You nodded frantically as he slipped out the door. Your legs shook already. It was going to be a long night…

-

Cad poured Embo a drink from the bar, watching the other hunter with a keen eye. They were tentative allies, sure, but Cad would hardly say that he trusted the other hunter. Given the glances Embo shot him in return, the feeling was mutual. They had to be. One always had to be on their guard around other hunters. One could never guess where the others' loyalties lie.

Cad made his way toward Embo with drink in hand. Embo accepted it with a nod, not saying a word. Cad didn’t mind. Embo’s silence was one of the reasons he was tolerable compared to the others. Cad set his own drink down on the table and moved toward the panel on the wall, raising the oxygen levels so his company could drink without the risk of suffocation. Cad’s breathing tubes went to work filtering out the extra oxygen.

“Hear anythin’ interestin’ from de Guild?” Cad drawled as he eased down into his chair and gathered a pack of playing cards in his hand. Embo grunted as he set his mask aside and took a sip of his drink.

“There is a job coming up. They will not say who is hiring, but the payout is roughly five million.” Embo replied, and Cad whistled in response.

“Damn. Any interest?”

“Of course there is interest. But they need someone of a higher caliber than most within the Guild.”

“So who’s a serious candidate?” Cad asked as he dealt out a hand of cards. Embo grabbed his cards, and fanned them out in his hand.

“Bossk, Aurra…”

“You?”

Embo chuckled as he glanced down at his cards. “Yes.”

“Guild-specific hiring?” Cad asked after taking a large swig of his drink.

“Unfortunately.” Embo reached for his drink and took a sip. “But I could get you in on it. 65/35 split sound amenable?”

“Sixty-five percent in my favor?” Cad teased with a quirk of his browridge. Embo rolled his eyes.

“No, mine. I would be getting the job, after all.”

“Doesn’t seem like getting de job is worth dat much. 50/50 split.”

“60/40.”

“Are ya really tryin’ dis wit’ me?” Cad managed with a chuckle. He downed his drink and laid out a card. Embo glared down at the card, before looking at his own hand.

“You do it to me all the time. I think it is only fair to return the favor.”

“Oh fuck you.” Cad managed between snickers as Embo laid down a card of his own. Cad leaned back. “Now dat was a dumb play.”

“I still do not get this game.” Embo muttered as he finished his drink and set his cards down on the table face down. He gestured to the bar. “May I?”

“Go ahead. Bring de whole bottle while yer at it.” Embo nodded in understanding as he stood and approached the bar, before pausing halfway across the room. Cad frowned and leaned forward. “Somethin’ wrong?”

“It sounds as though someone is in pain.”

“Oh dat’s just my fuck toy.” Cad replied nonchalantly, and Embo blinked over at him.

“Should I… leave?”

“Nah. Just let ‘er be. I’ll take care o’ ‘er in a bit.” Cad leaned back and put down another card. Embo came over with the bottle of booze and set it down on the table, before looking at the card Cad put down.

“Why did you do that?”

“Wanted t’ give ya a chance.” Cad smirked as he flicked the cap off the bottle and took a swig, much to Embo’s dismay. Embo settled back in his chair, a look of discomfort on his face.

“You are not usually so generous.”

“What can I say? De prospect of two-and-a-half million makes me feel all warm an’ fuzzy.” Cad fiddled around in his pocket and produced a pack of cigs. He offered one to Embo, who took it and perched it between his lips. Cad leaned over to light it for him.

They thoughtfully smoked in silence, taking turns laying down cards until Cad inevitably won. Embo seemed distracted, though, and Cad wasn’t sure why until he heard you whining for him from the room nearby. Embo shifted in his chair, trying to ignore your calls, but Cad could see they were getting to him. His eyes brightened, his body went lax… he fidgeted with the cards as he tried to think of anything else. Cad was almost certain that he was hard.

Cad set down his cards and stood, slowly approaching Embo. Embo put out the cig on his hand and looked up at Cad.

“What?” His voice was husky despite himself. Cad chuckled as he gripped Embo’s chin between his fingers, and tilted his head back. He could feel Embo tense beneath him, unsure of Cad’s intentions.

“Do ya want ‘er?”

“I do not know what you are talking about.”

“Come now… ya can’t fool me. Yer eyes give ya away. Dey always do.” Cad chuckled as he released his grip on Embo’s chin; he instead patted Embo’s cheek. “Go on. Take ‘er.”

“I… do not understand.”

“Like I said, dat much money gets me feelin’ good. My only demand is dat ya aren’t doin’ dat gentle shit. Fuck her so hard she can’t walk. Got it?”

“And if she does not want that?”

“She will.”

-

The vibrator against your clit was pure torture at this point. A puddle of your fluids covered the floor beneath you. Your legs could hardly hold you up. You needed Cad to free you. He was so close by, you knew that he could hear you. You knew he could! You cried out his name once more as the door slid open and in walked… well… not Cad. Embo’s glowing eyes pierced through the darkness, and you shuddered, suddenly embarrassed by your nudeness and obvious arousal. Cad entered the room behind him, pushing Embo toward you.

“Cad, what are you-?” You asked as Cad came over to switch off the vibrator.

“I’m gonna let Bo take care of ya.” He hummed as he stroked your cheek. You leaned into his touch with a small sigh.

“If you do not want this, you are free to say so.” Embo muttered, and Cad chuckled, tangling a hand into the hair at the base of your skull.

“She’s a lil’ slut. She won’ say no.”

“You like to put words in her mouth.” Embo muttered as he crossed his arms over his chest. Cad went about untying you, before leaning in close and whispering in your ear.

“Go on, den. Speak t’ him. Settle his anxious lil’ mind.”

“I would like that.” You nodded, stretching your limbs as Cad untied them. Cad tossed the rigging rope aside, before sitting down in a nearby chair to watch.

You turned back toward Embo, who hadn’t moved from his position. He was waiting for you to make the first move. Ever the gentleman. You sauntered toward him, less gracefully than you were intending since your legs felt like jelly beneath you. He watched as you approached, unmoving.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to be shy.”

“I am not ‘shy’.” He muttered as he glanced over at Cad. “He wishes for it to be rough. Speak now if you are not amenable to that.”

“Cad knows how I like things.” You fiddled with the latches of his armor, surprised at how easy they gave under your ministrations. The armor fell to the floor. You pulled him down so you could whisper in his ear. “You should really listen to him.”

“So he says.” Embo muttered as he swatted your hands away so he could remove the rest of his clothes. You would have assumed he was displeased with the situation given his tone and… well… general demeanor. But a deep, loud purr rumbled from within his chest, and you knew that he was thrilled. Cad leaned back, watching with keen eyes.

Bo hardly finished undressing before shoving you down onto your knees. Your gaze landed on his cock and you swallowed hard; it was larger than you were expecting. You looked up at him, and then down at his erect cock.

“I don’t know if I can-.”

He brought his cock to your lips and you opened wide anyways. He tangled a hand in your hair and guided your mouth down his length - well, as far as you could without completely choking on him. He held you there, at your limit, watching as your face got red and tears welled in your eyes, before easing you off. You only got a moment of relief before he guided you back over his length, this time much faster. You gagged around him. He pulled away. He shoved you back onto his cock, much more forcefully. Tears streamed down your cheeks. When he pulled away, you let out a deranged little laugh.

“Come on, I’ve fucked ‘er harder den dat!” Cad called and Embo growled in response.

“Shut up.” He released his grip on your hair and instead started thrusting into your mouth, driving hard and deep. The slick sounds mixed with your gagging filled the room, and you cast a sideways glance toward Cad and he leaned back, legs spread open like the whore he was. A hand rested on his thigh, easing toward the obvious bulge in his pants.

Embo wrenched his cock out of your mouth and bent over to pick you up straight off the ground. He tossed you face-first onto the bed, and was quick to box you in against it. He leaned down, pressing his cheek to yours.

“I am going to fuck you now.”

“Please do.” You lifted your ass to press against his cock. He growled lowly in your ear as he rutted his cock along your rear.

“Good. Good girl.”

He lifted his weight off of you and pulled open your legs, before drawing the head of his cock along your swollen cunt. You mewled and whined, rocking your hips in an effort to push him further into you. You got your wish, much faster and harder than you were expecting. The air was wrenched from your lungs as you fell face-first against the comforter on the bed. He submerged himself to the hilt, and your toes curled at the sensation of him filling you up. You moaned his name, and turned your head to glance at Cad.

Cad offered you a wink as he palmed his bulge through his pants. Cad’s face was tinged with green, and his eyes were hazy with lust. You knew that he’d want to get involved somehow. You wondered if Embo would let him. The last thing you wanted was for them to get in a fight over you… though that would be pretty hot…

A hand went to your throat and the other went to your lower stomach as he fucked into you, fast and hard, like a frenzied animal driven to breed. He muttered something in his mother tongue, something so heavy with lust that you can’t translate it. The hand on your throat tightened. Your head lolled forward into the comforter. He lifted you, holding you in the air as he drove into you. You moaned, your legs shaking around him.

You managed to turn your head to watch Cad shedding his clothes and approaching. He put a hand to Bo’s back, and Bo’s head shot toward him, a feral look in his eyes.

“Easy dere.”

Bo replied in his native tongue, and Cad’s eyes narrowed.

“Don’ sass me. If ya remember, she’s my lil’ fuck toy.”

Again, Bo replied in his native language. His grip on your throat tightened until you stars filled your vision and you were gasping for air. Warmth pooled in your belly, threatening to spill over. Cad muttered a response in Durese, which eased Bo’s grip on your throat. You took a deep breath as he picked up his pace, fucking harder, faster. You hadn’t known that it was possible for a person to thrust that fast. Your whine pitched up.

Cad’s hand slipped underneath you, rubbing the area around your clit. It was swollen and hot, and your whine pitched up even higher as he chuckled.

“What a filthy lil’ slut, takin’ another man like dis.” The pad of his finger ghosted over your clit and your entire body seized, on the precipice of orgasm. “Won’tcha cum, lil lady? Hm?”

His finger brushed over your clit again and you were done in. You screamed out his name as your body went stiff and you squirted all over Bo. Fireworks sparked in every nerve, drawing euphoria to wash over you.

Bo pulled out of you, panting but not yet sated. You listened to his breathing as you came to, your gaze immediately drawn to him. Cad had a hand wrapped around Bo’s cock, and was stroking it lazily. Bo’s eyes were half-lidded at the touch, and he reached out to wrap a hand around Cad’s neck, though Cad was not about to let that happen.

“Don’tchu think about dat.” Cad growled, and in a flash Bo had somehow managed to lift Cad and toss him down onto the bed. He straddled Cad’s waist and pressed his hands down on Cad’s chest, not initiating anything sexual but letting the Duros know that he was trapped. Cad’s eyes were wide and his mouth was agape as Bo leaned down.

“You do not command me.”

Cad stared up at him a moment longer, before gathering his wits about himself and pushing at Embo with a growl. “Get off o’ me, ya lug!”

Embo obliged, moving off of him and setting his gaze toward you once more. You shivered and reached for him, begging for more.

“Hey, yer takin’ my cock now. He can watch.” Cad muttered as he moved between you and Bo, driving into you without another word. Bo’s eyes flashed and you knew he was displeased by this. Something about Cad pushing him to be rough had activated this feral aspect of him you had never seen before. He growled in his native tongue and Cad growled in response. “She’s mine, remember?! Now stop actin’ like some beast and let me fuck ‘er, ‘kay?”

“Don’t be rude, Cad.” You muttered as you reached for Embo, wrapping your hand around his cock and giving it a few strokes. Cad rolled his eyes but didn’t fight you as he thrust into you, not nearly as fast but just as hard as Bo had. At the same time, you pumped Bo’s cock, feeling it quiver within your hand. Embo wrapped a hand around your wrist, and helped guide you. He was rambling on in his native language, and you weren’t sure if he knew that you couldn’t understand him. You just nodded along as Cad growled and rolled his eyes again.

“Won’tcha shut up? Stars, I give ya booze and let ya fuck my girl and suddenly ya have so much t’ say ‘bout everything.”

“Make me.” Was all Embo said in response. Cad’s eyes narrowed as he continued to fuck you, grinding his hips against yours.

“I’ll bite chu.”

“Oh, so frightening.”

You managed a chuckle between your moans, and you leaned forward to lap at the head of Embo’s slick-covered cock. You delighted in the taste of yourself as you wrapped your lips around his cock. This drew him from his squabbling with Cad, which then allowed Cad to focus on fucking you. The room went quiet, save for the pants and moans of the two men. Perfect.

Cad drew his devilish finger around your clit, and you whimpered, the noises reverberating into Bo’s cock. He moaned softly at this. His eyes slid shut as he gingerly rocked his hips. You could tell by the quivering of his cock that he was close.

Cad pinched your clit, drawing an even louder whimper for you as the heat pooled in your belly once more. Bo hissed and eased out of your mouth, stroking himself as he neared orgasm. With a small gasp, he came all over your face and neck. You moaned in response, and Cad moaned as well.

“Yer so hot all covered in cum…” He muttered as his own pace grew erratic. He rubbed at your clit as he ground his hips against yours, and you orgasmed once more. Ecstasy coursed through your body as you twitched, dousing Cad with your fluids. He pulled out and orgasmed onto your stomach as you slowly came to. He panted, and moved to the side to allow you to sit up.

It was silent for a while, before Cad turned toward Bo.

“I’m gonna bite chu now.”

“I will bite you right back.” As if trying to prove it, Embo reached up to touch his mask.

“Wouldn’t be de first time.”

“And likely not the last…”

[dinglemingle]

Tonight (I Wish I Was Your Boy)

Chapter Three(ao3)

Results day

Aaron had been dreading it, Vic was excited, of course, knowing she'd done well, Aaron, however, would rather be doing anything else.

But no one would allow that, so here he was, in the hallway of Hotten academy, far too early for his liking, with a plain white envelope clasped in his hands

"Go on, open it!" Chas was the first to start pestering him, it seemed she was more interested in his results than he was

"Aaron your killing us here" Paddy soon joined in, the pair always nosy

Staring at the envelope, he hesitated, brushing his fingers against its seal. If he was being honest, he was worried the paper was going to tell him what he already knew, that he was thick and destined to work a dead-end job for the rest of his life. He knew he'd probably failed, he just couldn't actually bring himself to find out. Even more so when he'd bumped into Vic before, ecstatic because she'd passed with flying colours. He was proud of her, really he was, but did feel somewhat disappointed, knowing his own results would pale in comparison

After more badgering from his mum and paddy, he knew he'd have to bite the bullet, and began to tear open his results.

pass

pass

pass

pass

fail

pass

pass

fail

fail

Aaron was gobsmacked

He was expecting to have failed everything, yet here he was with six passes. He'd done particularly well in Science, Engineering and P.E

He was still taking it in when Chas and Paddy appeared behind him, peering over his shoulder

Chas upon seeing his results engulfed him in a smothering hug

"Oh my baby!" squealing, she squeezed him tight

"Get off" Aaron awkwardly shrugged her away and avoided her kisses

"I'm proud of you son" Chas was still beaming

Paddy was less touchy-feely, simply giving Aaron a firm pat on the back

"Well done" he choked out the words

"Are you crying" Aaron laughed, noticing the tears brewing in Paddy's eyes

"No, it's just uh me and your mum are so proud of you" he stuttered, taking off his glasses to wipe away the tears

"Soft lad" Aaron smiled

He was pleased with his results, really pleased in fact, this meant he'd be able to college and that maybe he wasn't as thick as he thought.

On the drive back to Emmerdale, Aaron sat happily, looking forward to tonight's celebrations

It was twenty past seven and they were supposed to leave thirty minutes ago. Vic had insisted on curling her hair, however, and now she was meticulously applying lipgloss

"If you hurry up we can make the next bus" Aaron stared at Vic, who was going over the same spot again

She always did this, whenever they went clubbing she'd take absolutely ages to make sure every element of her look was perfect

"Oh no it's fine Robs taking us" she replied like it was nothing, still focusing on the mirror

Aaron stopped fiddling with his phone and snapped his head up

"What" it came out more high pitched then he'd like

Vic finally put the gloss down and turned to face him

"Well he's going to the same club and he's got a car so he said he'd take us" she explained and turned round to inspect her appearance once more

Taking a moment to digest the information, Aaron took a deep breath and tried to get rid of the lump forming in his throat

"What and he's alright with you going clubbing is he?" He said, trying to fake composure

Vic had finished sorting her face out, and was now pottering around the room, grabbing her heels

"Well I had to talk him round and give him a tenner, but he's a bit pissed at dad so it didn't take much convincing" she nudged him over on the bed to slip on her heels

"Besides he knows there's a group of us, and he'll be there so he can check up on me"

It made sense, Aaron thought. He knew how much Jack would hate Victoria out at a club, and the satisfaction Robert would have at taking her there behind his dad's back.

He supposed he could manage a 15 minute car journey. Whether he could handle seeing Robert throughout the evening was a different story

As if on cue, Robert came bursting through the door

"Are you ready yet" he stood tall in the door frame, leaning against it slightly

Jesus. He looked fit, Aaron thought. A light blue polo shirt hugged his torso, his blond hair was swept across his forehead, shiny and soft

Vic started speaking, but Aaron didn't hear her, distracted by Robert so close to him.

Without warning Robs eyes locked onto his, for a moment Aaron shared the eye contact, before quickly breaking away, embarrassed.

They chatted for a bit, until Vic began to move, and Robert was out the door, so Aaron grabbed his coat and trailed behind them

The journey to the club was hell. He'd tried to engage in conversation with Vic, but a phone call from Adam asking where they were took her attention away

He and Robert sat in awkward silence, neither really wanting to speak to the other, yet hating the tension in the air

Aaron looked out of the car window, trying to seem interested by the vast country lanes but he couldn't help noticing Robert looking at him through the rearview mirror

He avoided Roberts eyes, confused as to why the lad kept glancing at him.

After ten minutes they pulled up outside of the club.

Practically leaping out of the car, Aaron muttered thanks to Robert, and then hurried over to Vic.

The pair found their way to the group who were stood at the entrance expectantly.

Aaron felt uncomfortable, Adam and Vic had quickly begun chatting, Pete and Ross were laughing about something and Vic's mate Amy was mindlessly texting on her phone.

He looked down at his feet, as the group moved into the club. He managed to get past the bouncer pretty easily with his fake I.D and before long he was at the bar, the first round falling to him.

Having just ordered, Robert appeared at his side. He shot Aaron a smile, which was flat out ignored, before grabbing the barman's attention to order

"Oh Robert remember the straw" Aaron turned to find the owner of the voice, it was Tanya Holden, she was Robert's year, a bit stuck up from what he heard, and a good friend of Christie Whites, so it wasn't really a surprise

Robert smiled and nodded before turning back to request a straw for Tanyas obnoxiously fruity cocktail

"Thanks babes" the dark-haired girl called across the dance floor

Robert rolled his eyes at her squeal, earning a smile from Aaron

This caught his attention and he looked over at the lad

"Alright Dingle?" he asked

Aaron looked at the boy, who had inched closer and took a gulp of his beer, which had just been placed in front of him

"Robert" he gave a nod before grabbing the drinks and hastily making his escape

He felt Roberts eyes on him as he rushed away from the bar, desperate to avoid his attention

Aaron stood in the corner, nursing his beer, the evening had dragged on, the DJs selection was mediocre, and his company even more so.

After finishing his third drink he decided to head out for a cig. Donning his puffer jacket, he stepped out into the cold ally way, reaching for the lighter in his back pocket. He lit the cig, and took a long drag, letting his shoulders relax

To be honest,he'd been looking forward to the night, but he'd barely got a word in with Vic, her being far to busy snogging Adams face off and Ross and Amy had headed out on the dance floor, on the pull, so he'd been left with Pete who was mind-numbingly boring. He took another drag, as the doors beside him flung open, not caring to look up Aaron waited until the person appeared at his side to notice it was Adam

"Alright mate" the lad asked, leaning against the brick wall

Aaron really couldn't be bothered to reply,he'd already dealt with one boring Barton brother, he wasn't sure he had the energy for another

"I'm fine" he replied curtly, taking no interest in the boy

"So-" Adam started, before stopping as Aaron rolled his eyes

"Mate what's your problem" he questioned, staring at Aaron head on

"Not got one mate, just don't appreciate you sticking your tongue down my best mates throat" Aaron bit back, bringing the cig up to his lips again

Adam sighed before looking at Aaron again

"Sorry, I'm not trying to steal her away from you or anything, I just really like her you know"

Aaron finally looked at the lad, noticing his hurt puppy expression. He hadn't meant to be a dick, he was just frustrated

"Nah mate it's me, just being overprotective" he stuck out his hand, offering it to Adam "can we start again"

The lad accepted, grinning

"Adam" he said shaking  Aarons's hand firmly

"Aaron" he'd smiled back

15 minutes passed and the pair had easily slipped in conversation about everything from music to football, it turned out Adam was actually pretty decent after all

"I'm gonna head back in,it's freezing out here, you coming?" Adam turned to move, walking towards to doors

"Yeah in a bit" Aaron replied, wanting a minute on his own

Adam smiled at him and disappeared through the side entrance

Aaron breathed in the cold air and contemplated lighting another cigarette

From the darkened end of the ally, his attention was drawn to giggles and hushed words

He brought his head to the source, and could just about make out two figures backed against the wall

Aaron didn't really want to watch people necking off in an ally, so he shoved his lighter in his jacket and made his way to the door

He reached out for the handle, just about to pull when a familiar voice whispered "Robert" into the shadows

Confusion swept over him, as he slowly turned back to were the couple were huddled

He crept closer, trying to get a look at the pair, he knew he shouldn't but when the voice spoke again he was certain his suspicions were true

It was Katie

Aaron stood shocked, a million questions brewing, why was Katie here? Was it the same Robert she was with? What about Andy? Was he here too?

A moment passed before one of the shadows moved into the light.

It was Robert

Robert in that polo shirt looking as fit as ever, yet he wasn't leaning again the door frame or shooting Aaron looks in the car or trying to make conversation at the bar

No, instead he was planting kisses to Katie Addymans neck whilst his hands roamed over her body and she laughed into his hair

Aaron had seen enough, he quietly scarpered away and back into the club, unable to process what he'd just witnessed.

As he made his way through the sweaty bodies he passed Christie, asking if anyone had seen Robert

He almost replied. before realising he couldn't exactly blurt out that yes he'd seen Robert, and that the older lad was outside getting cosy with his brother's girlfriend

instead, Aaron raced to a free booth and sunk down into the leather seat, mind and heart racing

It wasn't long before a flushed, sweaty Robert made an appearance on the dancefloor, circling his arms around Chrissie's waist and planting a kiss on her head

Aaron shook his head, staring as Chrissie snogged Robert, unaware of what he'd been doing moments earlier

The pair broke apart, and Robert's eyes found Aarons, smirking at him

Aaron furrowed his brow, questioning why Robert's actions, surely he hadn't seen Aaron outside, and even if he had that wouldn't be his response

Aaron brushed it off and rolled his eyes as he took in Roberts full appearance. He raised his eyebrows at Robert as his eyes glanced down to his crotch, this time he was the one smirking

It was Roberts turn to be confused as he followed Aaron's eyes

The cocky expression on Rob's face quickly fell, as he sheepishly looked around, before zipping up his very open fly

The pair locked eyes again, Robert's jaw clenched as he bore holes into Aaron's face

Aaron ignored the lad and phoned a taxi, well and truly done with the evening

When he got home he ignored all the texts from Vic and walked straight past his mum who had ambushed him with questions the moment he'd gotten through the door and raced up the stairs, quickly changing and spending the rest of the night lying in bed, unable to think of anything other than Robert.