This is my collection of one shots, drabbles, songfics etc etc etc. My pairings are: Rob/Star Jinx/Kid Flash Jericho/Raven Speedy/Aqualad
My sister and/or readers may force me to write some BB/Rae, but under NO circumstances will I split up Robin and Starfire by pairing them up with other characters.
That's what happens when its OTP.
Drabble:20 minutes. Slash. Weirdness. That should explain this one.
It wasn't so much that they were afraid of their elders finding out. They knew everyone would accept it easily. The hiding, the secrecy, they loved it. It gave a rush to the relationship that neither had known before. Of course, their team mates knew; how could they not? But keeping it from the press, from the fans, that was a challenge.
The risk involved in these dates was like a drug. They knew that any moment someone could come upon them, and one would have to take to the waves, the other resume the stoic face. But it didn't stop them, in fact, it urged them on. They had to make every moment count, with their uncertain positions. Any kiss could be the last.
There in that cove, they spent uncountable hours. Hands roving over sea-slick flesh, mask torn away. They had never said anything, no long put off admissions of love, no shame at the feelings. Just a sudden knowledge, an unspoken bond, that kept them together. No one knew what exactly went on during those times, and neither boy was talking.
It was always quiet, no screaming out names, no moans of pleasure. Sometimes a mewl, or a squeak, but never enough that they would risk notice. When the day was done, red hair combed back into place, sand washed off, you didn't know anything had happened. But the memories lingered. Tongues fighting for dominance, eyes locked in contact, they moved with furious urgency. Tight fitting clothing was treated like a second skin, possessively tugging them closer. Strong arms were kissed lovingly, used as a shield from the crashing waves. Both were so eager to be together, but also too afraid that the joy might end permanently.
They couldn't make it known; they couldn't take those last few steps. If they did, the passion might fade. They might become so comfortable together that they would take the time they had together for granted. And then someone would die. Because that was inevitable, being who they were. So when they held their time together closer than any secret, hoping it would forever be a part of them.