Since he's apparently given up on his research, he might as well add to the chaos. He isn't particularly careful as he moves in on Tek, closing the distance and bodily pressing his friend back against the desk. He can't help it if there's a very welcome touch distracting him from the pile of papers he sends spilling over the side of the desk and onto the floor next to them.

He snatches up one on the way, though, a smooth motion in their peripheral. It's easy to miss. The paper is small, and there are a lot of other things going on. But he tucks it into a back pocket and starts undoing the front of Tek's pants a moment later, so it's obviously not that high a priority on his list.

Ah, here comes somebody to finally see what all the noise is about. He can sense a body suddenly changing course, walking between bookshelves in their distinct direction. He runs his hands over Tek's length while he 'listens'--a couple of others have stopped, too. Their playtime is almost up.

No room to double-check or second guess. With only a breathy laugh to break off their kiss, Robin suddenly drops to one knee and takes him in his mouth, determined to give the dragon the first and best blowjob he'll ever receive in such a hurried period of time.