To answer your question, yes, I'm still working on Falling. (C'mon, I've updated three times in two weeks!) But this plot bunny has been hopping around in my head for a few days now, and I really want to get it down on paper (up on the screen?) before I lose it. It's eventually going to be incorporated into a larger story – the sequel to Falling – but I thought it was pretty cute all by itself, and thought I'd get it out there as a teaser. It's rated mostly for language; depending on how the sequel goes, I may do a little editing and make it a T, but for right now, here it is in all its unedited glory.
So, here's the setup: the Titans have gone to Gotham City and are staying with Bruce Wayne, aka Batman, Robin's former mentor. (It's more complicated than that, but this is a teaser, remember?) But! Robin doesn't want Batman to know about his relationship with Starfire, so they've been hiding it, which means they're sleeping in separate bedrooms…
Oh yeah. Teen Titans belongs to DC Comics and whoever else happens to be licensing them. I'm not one of them. But no worries; I'm not making any money on this.
On with the plot bunny!
A Night at Wayne Manor
By Lelila
Robin tossed and turned. Despite being bone tired, he couldn't sleep. The evening had been incredibly uncomfortable for the most part, with people wanting his attention left and right, and seemingly every eligible girl in Gotham wanting to dance with him. To make it worse, Starfire had looked out of this world. In her white evening gown with her hair all curled, she looked like an angel. Robin had ached to be near her all evening. He had managed a few dances with her, but had kept a respectable distance between himself and her, despite his overwhelming urge to pull her close.
Frustrated, Robin flipped over onto his stomach, his arm falling over the second pillow in the bed. Out of habit, he snuggled against it, pressing his nose downward to get a good smell of her…
Her! That was it! The only way he was going to be able to get any sleep was if she were in his arms. He'd grown so used to it over the past few months, especially since they'd become Revolethen, that the only way he could feel comfortable enough to sleep was if she were there beside him.
Tossing off the covers and not bothering with a robe, Robin went to the door and poked his head out. The hallway was empty. He knew every inch of Wayne Manor was monitored, but hoped that Bruce had enough respect for him and his friends that he wouldn't review the surveillance from this wing. And if he didn't…well, he'd deal with that later. Right now he needed to be with Starfire, and that overruled everything else.
Even so, he crept along the hall near the wall, silent as a ghost, keeping to the shadows. He passed Cyborg's room and dashed across the hall in two quick bounds. He eased Starfire's door open as quietly as possible, the only sound being the soft snick of the bolt against the strikeplate. He ducked inside and closed the door just as quietly. He took a step over to the dresser and turned the lamp around that he knew held the security camera. Bruce might find out he was in here, but he was not going to have the satisfaction of watching them together.
He turned to the bed, and felt his breath leave him as he caught sight of Starfire on the low light. She lay at something of an odd angle, sort of on her side, sort of on her back, with her face turned into the pillow. But, considering the fact that she used to sleep with her feet on the pillows and her head at the foot of the bed, Robin didn't think too much of it.
No, what struck him was the fact that her shoulder and neck were exposed, especially the graceful curve where they met. This was a place Starfire almost always kept covered ("It is a vulnerable area," she had explained.), and he quickly became enamored with the spot when he started seeing it on a regular basis.
Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, Robin sank onto the bed and softly pressed his lips to the base of her neck…
Starfire started from her sleep and whipped her arm around to strike at her "attacker." Robin caught her wrist, pushed her onto her back, and seared his lips to hers.
It took Starfire a moment to realize what was happening and who was there, but when she did, she threw her free arm around her aiyknrw and pulled him close, deepening the kiss.
"Robin? What are you…doing here?" she asked as Robin continued to pull kisses from her lips.
"I couldn't sleep." Kiss. "The bed felt…" Kiss. "…too empty…" Kiss. "…without you." Kiss.
Starfire smiled against his lips. "My bed…" Kiss. "…has also felt…" Kiss. "…vacant…" Kiss. "…without your presence." Kiss. "Do you wish to…" Kiss. "xioykrw?" Kiss.
Robin's entire body flushed at the Tameranian word for 'making love.' "Yes," he said emphatically before sealing their lips for a particularly passionate kiss. "But," he continued, still dragging his lips over hers, pausing every few words to pull a kiss from them, "we shouldn't." He felt Starfire's lips frown against his. "We'll…lose track of time." Kiss. "And…you can be a little noisy." Kiss.
Starfire's lips twisted in confusion. "You also make sounds…during… xioykrw." Kiss.
It was Robin's turn to smile. "Not like you do." Kiss. He felt Starfire's lips turn down again. "It's okay." Kiss. "I like it." Kiss. "It turns me on," he indulged before pressing in for a firmer kiss. "But the walls on this floor…are thin. Not like…Titan's Tower. We could…wake someone." More kissing.
"Then…it is best…that we…do the sleeping…yes?" Starfire asked around several kisses.
"Mmm-hmm," Robin hummed against her lips.
"Then…please join me…underneath…the coverings." Kiss kiss kiss.
Loathe to pull himself away for even the few moments it would take to crawl beneath the bedclothes, Robin lowered his head to kiss Starfire deeply. She responded in kind, running her fingers through his hair. He was seriously reconsidering his 'sleep only' decision as their lips parted and he opened his eyes fully for the first time since he'd sat on the bed. Even in the dim light, he could see the color in Starfire's cheeks had risen and her lips were slightly swollen. Robin felt his body flush again, and with the blood rushing away from his brain, he knew he needed to touch more than just her lips. He slipped from the bed, his eyes never leaving hers, and slid beneath the covers. Starfire turned on her side and welcomed Robin into her arms. He ran his fingers up her side and splayed them over her back, pressing the full length of his body to hers. He hovered his lips over hers, inhaling her intoxicating scent and nuzzling her nose before kissing her yet again, nibbling on her lower lip. Starfire slipped her leg over his hips and pulled him ever closer.
"Do you still wish…to simply…do the sleeping?" Starfire asked between kisses.
"No," he admitted before running the tip of his tongue along her top lip. "But…we should…probably…" he trailed off as Starfire pushed her tongue into his mouth.
"Then perhaps…one of us…should roll over…and we should…do the spooning," Starfire suggested as she continued to kiss him.
"Good…idea."
After a few more kisses, Starfire began to pull away. "I shall do the rolling over," she whispered.
"No, wait!" Robin gripped her arm, stopping her. "I think, ahem, maybe I should." He pressed his hips into hers to illustrate why.
Starfire giggled that wonderful little laugh of hers. "Oh! Very well." She pulled her leg back and pressed her lips to Robin's softly. "Good night, Robin."
He returned the kiss. "Good night, Starfire," he whispered, and kissed her again. He frowned and forced himself to roll over. He was soon relieved somewhat when he felt Starfire press herself to his back and put an arm around him. He took her hand in his and was finally able to go to sleep.
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
Starfire was vaguely surprised to find herself facing Robin when she awoke; they usually woke up more or less in the same position they'd gone to sleep in. But she wasn't bothered by it, and took the opportunity to softly press her lips to his.
Robin stirred. "Good morning, Robin," Starfire whispered.
"'Mornin'," he mumbled back, without opening his eyes.
"How are you this morning?"
Robin half-opened one blue eye to look at her. "Ask me again when I'm awake." But wakefulness quickly pierced his brain as he remembered where he was and realized that that was the sun streaming through the window. "Fuck!" he swore as his eyes snapped open.
"Robin!" Starfire scolded. Robin had long ago explained the meaning of the word, a crude word literally meaning "to copulate," but really used to mean "to take unfair advantage." It was also used as an epithet, generally meaning, "this is really bad." Starfire didn't like the word, and Robin rarely used it in her presence.
"What time is it?" he asked desperately, craning his neck to find the clock in the room. "7:30?! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Robin sputtered, throwing the covers off and rolling out of bed.
"Robin! You know I do not like that word. There is no such thing as fucking on Tameran." She sat up and crossed her arms.
"I'm sorry, Star, but I really should have been out of here before the sun came up." He leaned over the bed to kiss her.
"I still do not understand why we simply do not tell the Batman about our relationship," Starfire frowned before Robin's lips found their target.
Robin sighed and rest his forehead against hers. "I've explained that, Star. He wouldn't approve."
"Why do you need his approval? You have your own team; you are not beholden to him for anything. Can you not simply disagree with him on this one point?"
"It's not that simple." Robin reached up to cup her cheek. "Look, we'll talk about this later, okay? I really need to go."
"Hmmph!" Starfire closed her eyes and looked away in disapproval.
"Star…" Robin pleaded, turning her head back to look into his eyes.
"If you must," she groused.
"Thank you," he whispered, brushing his lips across hers before taking the few steps toward the door. He put his hand on the knob, stopped, and turned around. "Wait…I need you to see if the coast is clear."
Starfire looked at him incredulously. After a moment of him begging her with his eyes and her glaring at him, she finally relented. "Oh, very well," she muttered, and crossed to the door, which he opened for her. "There is no one in the hallway," she reported a moment later.
"Okay, I gotta go," Robin whispered, moving around to exit. He kissed her quickly. "I'll see you at breakfast. Don't be mad." He watched her shake her head as he closed the door behind him.
He turned around and had taken one step back towards his own room when Alfred, Bruce's butler, rounded the corner.
"Good morning, Master Dick," he greeted.
"Uh…'mornin', Alfred," Robin replied, suddenly very aware of the fact that he was standing there in his underwear. His brain scrambled for an explanation….
What'd ya think? Cute, huh? Be sure to review! And to check out Falling if you haven't already!
