Robin moaned; sweat dripping down his now slightly muscular body. "Please, Slade…" he groaned. The older man laughed softly and thrust his hips faster, pounding into the boy "of course, my dear." He came just before Robin did. He pulled out and kissed the boy's forehead "how was that?" Robin sighed contentedly and nodded "mmhmm."
Slade laughed and kissed the top of Robin's head "happy eighteenth birthday." Robin smiled and kissed Slade's chest "thanks" Slade smiled and climbed out of bed and left to make breakfast. The teenager lay in bed for only a moment longer before stretching with a sigh and slipping on a pair of black tight pants that were low-slung on his hips, and then combed his shoulder-length raven hair.
Slade smirked at his young lover as he entered the room. He lent down and kissed the top of the boy's head; sure, Robin had gotten taller in the past two or three years, but Slade was still taller. The teen kissed back eagerly "what's the agenda for today?" he caressed Slade's side, smiling. Slade wrapped his arms around him "well, James said that you might want to have a little party, a little cake and ice cream… but I said he could fuck off."
Robin glared "you didn't!" Slade nodded "oh yes… I did… but he came anyway. He'll be here in a few short minutes, then, after breakfast you two can go to the festival that's in town, while I stay out of your hair until you come back tonight for a nice, romantic dinner with just the two of us... and James."
Robin laughed and kissed him "you both act like I'm a kid… but whatever, it should still be fun." He ran a hand down the older man's face and looked at the breakfast, crapes. He loved crapes "you seriously don't have to treat my birthday as if it were anything special."
Slade smiled and put the food on plates "it was the day that you were put onto the earth, very important to me, so I will celebrate it as I see fit. Now sit your ass down and eat." His smirk showed that, though his harsh words, he still meant well.
Robin just smiled and bit into the crape, wallowing as the semi sweet sauce coated his tongue and slid with wondrous ease down his throat. "mm, Slade, you out did yourself this time." The older man kissed the top of his head and laughed softly "no, love. I didn't."