So here's just a prologue of what is to come; this one is just full of sex, to put it bluntly. It leads up to the plot (obviously; it's a prologue, after all).

Credit to Kryalla Orchid for the idea of the plot. Thanks a bunches!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. They are property of DC Comics and WB.

Enjoy!

Robin was taking a stroll down the bad side of Jump City, not necessarily looking for trouble, but making an appearance enough to keep the crooks indoors. If the opportunity came up, though, he'd be more than happy to bite.

The streets were quieter than usual, despite him being present. This gave off a red flag, making him more aware of his surroundings than he already was. He would often use the technique given by the True Master and closed his eyes to increase his awareness. Still nothing.

"Dick…"

His eyes snapped open as he instantly perked up. If he simply heard his alias' name, it wouldn't be too much of a deal – he could take on the plain criminals of Jump; but they used his name. His actual name. He didn't voice any words, and simply kept his eyes open. If it was somebody playing with him, he couldn't let himself get worked up. After all, they could just be calling him a vulgar name, or there were more than one person exchanging them.

"Dick."

He stopped; it was a woman, and she was following him. The voice sounded so familiar, like the dinging of Christmas bells. His thoughts mulled over it, but what got him was the tone. The voice sounded luring and seductive.

"Richard."

He turned sharply. Any previous train of thought vanished, bringing the reality of said person knowing his identity. The voice was near his left, but a little behind; most likely from an alleyway. He walked back down the opposite way he was heading, and began to search. He stopped at the alleyway between two that he had recently passed, the farthest one where he stopped earlier. It was that one, he simply knew it.

"Mm, Richard…"

His eyes narrowed. What the Hell? "I'm coming in. Put your hands up." He reached toward his belt, until he saw the source of the voice. He knew before she completely came out of the dark due to her shining green eyes.

He was transfixed, the smoldering look in her eyes nearly causing him to melt. His eyes trailed down farther, to her swollen rosy lips. She was biting one side – the right – her creating a small indent in the soft, plump skin. He continued down farther, and he nearly fainted at the sight. She was standing in the moonlight, completely naked.

He gulped, not able to take his eyes away from her. Her breasts were perfectly rounded and perky, the dark nipples contrasting perfectly. Her toned stomach seemed to fit perfectly, each muscle defined by the moon, and her hips out on each side, causing a perfect hourglass shape. Her legs were long and glistening, the golden tone of her skin making her look like a goddess. He swallowed, forcing his eyes back to her face. "S-Star, you really shouldn't be out here like th-"

She pressed a long finger to his lips, silencing him. Her smiled was sweet, yet seductive as she trailed the hand from his face and down his neck, gently running her fingernails down. He shivered beneath her touch as she moved down farther, going over the fabric of his shirt and down to his built abs.

His breath hitched as she stopped at the waistline of his pants, feeling warmth spread downward. His breathing began to come out raggedly as her finger ran across the line, and then lifting up his shirt to place her hands on his bare stomach. He shivered and grabbed her hand. "Star, we're in an alleyway; anyone could see this." He knew he should have protested more; after all, she was his best friend. He may have wanted more, but this was no way to start it.

"Shh." She tugged on his shirt from inside and dragged him farther into the alleyway until they were stopped in the middle. She brought him over to the left wall and pushed his gently against it.

He could feel the heat of her bare body near him, making him let out a shaky breath. He wanted to place his hands on her, really wanted to, but it just wasn't right. Or was it? By God, he just wanted to take her, friendship be damned. She was standing here, naked, trailing her hands around places only meant for lovers.

She pressed herself against him, one knee in between his, and leaned her head passed his face and too his ear. She blew softly, causing him to let out a quiet, involuntary moan, and whispered softly, "I wish for you to take me." She pressed herself even closer.

He closed his eyes and gave into temptation, bringing his hands to her hips. He closed his eyes. "Star, this really isn't the place. And we're best friends."

She lifted his chin, causing him to open his eyes and look into her own fiery ones. He almost lost himself in them, drowning in the lust. She touched her lips to the front of his ear briefly and softly, and then went down to nibble on his earlobe.

Robin leaned his head back against the wall and moaned, gripping her hips tighter. He forced himself to lift his head and looked back at her, deciding to put up a small protest yet again – not wanting to ruin the friendship they had – but one look in her eyes and he was gone.

She began to suck and nip at his neck, and started to lift his shirt. She pulled away from him and took the shirt off – as he lifted his arms – and then moved her hands down to his belt. She let her fingers brush against him as she unbuckled it and threw it to the floor, both not noticing – or at least not caring – the few weaponry that fell out. She moved all the way down so she was kneeling, and lifted his leg to take off one boot. She did the same with the next, and then climbed up his body to attack his lips.

She was forceful, yet somehow there was still a tinge of gentleness. He couldn't figure out how she was doing this to him, but quite frankly, he didn't care. His brain had gone, and all he could think about was her. There was nothing more. He needed her.

She began to float and went into a crouch mid-flight to bring her toes to each side of his pants and began to scoot them down until they were around his ankles. He hurried to kick them off, and she floated forward, wrapping her legs around his waist.

When he felt her move down and on him, he couldn't help the loud moan that escaped his throat. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. He had a nagging curiosity as to why she was so…experienced, but for the meantime he couldn't concentrate on one thought. It was like she was throwing off pheromones that were completely engulfing him until there was nothing more than the feral desire to have her.

He could feel himself getting closer to going over the edge, and it was obvious that Starfire did as well, as she picked up pace. He gripped her to him as he pressed the back of his head against the building, letting himself go.

His breathing was heavy and his eyes were closed as he felt her get down and off of him. He took a few more seconds until he lifted his head. "Star –" He cut himself off, his brow furrowed.

She was gone.

As I said, just sex. Leads up to the plot. Mmk?

Plus, I know you guys; you all just love the sex chapters, no lying ;)

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