Not this time, but dinner is cool

You tell him now is really not the time. You are tired as hell from running all the way here and really don't like the idea of doing it in the bushes somewhere. You also say you still want to have dinner. He looks slightly disappointed, but tells you that "it's all cool" before heading a bit deeper into the shrubbery.

He comes back 10 minutes later looking relieved. Seems like he did a good job on his own.

Your fatigue is really catching up to you now, but the scent is still keeping you distracted while you follow him. The closer you get to him, the more you can smell it. You just want to be able to place that scent. It's something so familiar yet so vague. The only way you can think of to make it less vague is to get closer to Robin, so you do your best to keep up with him despite your exhaustion.

Through a mixture of fatigue, distraction and desire you end up in a state of obliviousness paired with a runner's high. You are finding yourself having a blast just running and observing the nature. The scent of course is ever present, but you are not really paying mind to it, or anything for that matter. Because of this you find yourself caught of guard when you run past your own house. You actually ran all the way back home, which you hadn't expected. You're still exhausted however, and with the runner's high running out you become more aware of the pain in your muscles. Sore from the sudden activity. You walk from your house to Robin's, meanwhile Robin is waiting patiently on his porch. Despite the fact that he is sweating, he actually doesn't seem tired at all.

"That man is amazing." you think to yourself.

Robin invites you inside and you watch him cook dinner. It's rice with seasoned chicken and green beans. You stand in the kitchen just taking in the sights and smells. The exercise you got in is heightening your senses and everything feels a bit surreal, almost ethereal. You eat the food on his couch while watching some show about a superhero trying to stop a villain with mind control powers. He finishes eating first and puts his plate away. Once you are done too you also set the plate aside.

With him sitting on the couch, both of you having nothing to do, and knowing he isn't against having sex with you comes the moment of truth. Do you want to keep this relationship friendly and sports-related or do you want to take it to the next level?