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Prologue: New Techniques

Starfire returned from her patrol and floated into Ops, surprised to find the large monitor/television screen that dominated the East wall tuned to a national news station. A lone figure sat in the middle of the sofa, apparently engrossed by the broadcast.

Starfire would have known that silhouette anywhere. Both happy to see him and concerned that he was up so late, she flew up behind him. "Robin? Is something the matter?"

The figure turned around and Starfire saw him smile in the light given off by the TV. "Nothing's wrong, Star. I was just waiting for you."

Starfire reached the back of the sofa and put a hand on it. "Would not sleep be more prudent at this time of night? Surely you would have seen me once you awoke."

"Maybe. But I haven't seen you all day. I missed you."

Starfire couldn't help but smile at that, but admonished him all the same. "The fault is yours for spending the entire day reviewing crime reports."

"I've been neglecting them a little lately," he said as she flew over the sofa-back to sit next to him. "And for that, the fault is yours." He smirked at her.

"Mine?" She blinked innocently at him, her lips betraying just how un-innocent she was.

"Yeah," he replied, his voice husky. He put a hand on her arm and leaned in. "You're just too damn distracting," he breathed against her lips before capturing them with his own.

She smiled against his mouth before returning the affection. "I could send you back to your room most nights," she murmured between kisses. "To make sure you are not 'distracted' in the mornings the way you so often seem to be."

"Oh…don't you dare," he chortled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against him. Their kisses quickly grew heated, and several articles of clothing were removed before Starfire swung a leg over his hips and she settled herself into his lap, grinding herself against him. Robin tossed her neckplate to the floor and bit rather firmly into the flesh above her collarbone. Starfire let out a mewling moan and threw her head back. Robin sat back, catching his breath as he took her in for a moment. He started to lift her off of him. "C'mon, let's…"

"No," Starfire told him, pushing him back down. "Let us remain here." She leaned against him, whispering in his ear. "I have often fantasized about performing xioykrw here on the sofa."

Robin laughed nervously, the sound vibrating through Starfire's chest. "That sounds…hot, but…"

"Friend Cyborg is on patrol and will not return for several hours," she purred into his ear, nibbling on the lobe and flicking her tongue against it. "Our other friends are asleep and should not awaken until after dawn. I believe our chances of being discovered are quite slim." She squirmed against him in an effort to ignite his nerves.

"Uh…okay…but…"

"Besides, the danger of discovery will make it more exciting, yes?" She plunged her tongue into his ear, and she felt him shudder beneath her.

"Yes!" he growled, and pushed her away, yanking her top over her head and arms. He latched his lips over her nipple like a starving man having his first meal and sucked ravenously, pulling the bud between his teeth. Starfire squealed, pressing herself into his ministrations.

Their affections became frenzied, and most of the rest of their clothing quickly found itself on the floor or slung over furniture. As Starfire, wearing only her skirt, moved to relieve Robin of his athletic supporter, Robin reached for his belt to retrieve their protection. While they'd never made love in anyplace quite this public, they hadn't restricted it to Starfire's – their – bedroom, either. As a result, he always kept a few condoms in his utility belt.

But not tonight. He searched a few compartments that he might have put them in by mistake, though he doubted he would have done that. Knowing where something was in the middle of a mission could mean the difference between life and death. Still, he searched a bit more. Nothing. "Uh…Star…"

"What is it, Revoleth Robin?" she asked, rubbing his thighs.

"I don't seem to have any condoms."

Starfire frowned. "Do you not normally keep some in your belt?"

"Yes, but…we haven't had any missions lately, and I usually only restock it after a mission…"

Starfire's frown deepened, but quickly twisted into the naughty grin that Robin had grown to love. "No matter," she finally said. "We are monogamous and free of pathogens. There are other ways to pleasure each other."

Before Robin could question her or even react, Starfire reached between his legs and wrapped her fingers around his aroused manhood, stroking it softly.

Robin gasped and trembled. "Star…" was all he could manage.

Starfire's grin grew even more naughty as she crouched between his knees. She had fallen in love with Robin's penis the first moment she'd seen it, and not just because of the pleasure it gave her. Part of it was utter novelty of it; it was so different from her own body. But she was utterly fascinated by the way it looked: the gentle curve that it had, the criss-crossing of the veins beneath the skin, the way the head peaked out from beneath its hood of skin. She loved to touch it, too; the feel of the silkiness of the skin, the way it slipped over what felt like steel beneath, the sponginess of the head. She even loved it when it was flaccid – it was so cute just hanging there, kind of the symbol of Robin's vulnerability. She loved to squeeze it in that state; it was squishy yet resilient.

She trailed her fingers along the length, enjoying the feel of his skin. She coiled them around the shaft, twisting as she softly stroked him. She glanced up when she heard him exhale a shaky breath to see him with a pinched look on his face, his eyes squeezed shut.

She gently pulled the foreskin back and rubbed her thumb over the tip. She was mildly surprised to find moisture there. He'd never allowed her to do this before; she generally only stroked him a few times before he grabbed her hand away and sheathed himself in rubber. Any disappointment she may have had was always quickly dispelled by his affections.

Experimentally, she put her thumb in her mouth and was delighted by what she tasted. It was salty and warm and vaguely reminded her of freshly baked bread. Desiring more, she leaned over and laved her tongue over his head, relishing the tang his skin gave to the liquid.

She felt his whole body quiver. "Star…" he hissed.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her lips still around the end of his member. His eyes were now wide and his jaw clenched. An impish thrill ran through her at the sight, and she flicked her tongue again. Again, he shuddered.

Seeing his reaction, Starfire let the idea that had entered her brain a moment ago take over and continued swirling her tongue over his glans, poking between it and his foreskin, and finally, sucking it into her mouth.

As Robin groaned and squirmed, Starfire began to thoroughly enjoy herself. His heat, his smell, his taste, the texture of his skin on her tongue; it was like enjoying a savory meal. She licked and sucked at him, unconsciously taking more and more of him into her mouth.

A flush ran through her as she felt the round tip of his sex fit itself against her soft palate. She fought the urge to gag and opened her half-lidded eyes to realize just how much of him she'd taken in. Without thinking about it, she hummed a low note and sucked with all her might.

"Ugh…Starfire!" Robin groaned, gripping the sofa cushions.

Starfire started to stroke him with her mouth, slowly bobbing up and down, sucking and humming and nibbling now and again. As she gradually increased her speed, her hair fell over her face. Robin reached down and pushed it back, winding his fingers into the red locks and allowing his hand to be carried as her head moved. Before too long, Starfire felt the organ twitch in her mouth and Robin's grip on her hair increased. "Oh…Starfire….!" he howled, emptying himself onto her tongue.

If the initial liquid she had tasted had been wonderful, this was ambrosia. Her eyes sparked as she licked him clean, careful to get every drop.

"Stop…stop…" Robin panted after a few moments. He leaned over and put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her back.

"Was that not acceptable?" Starfire asked.

"Acceptable?!" Robin croaked. "Star, that was incredible. I just can't take any more right this second."

Starfire smiled patiently and crawled up onto the sofa next to him. "Come, let us rest for a while." She wrapped her arms around him and lay back on the cushions, pulling his cape over them. He snuggled into the crook of her neck, still panting against her skin.

"Where…how did you learn to do that?" he asked after a few moments.

Starfire stroked his hair. "Raven gave me a book on Earthly sexual practices. I believe it is called 'The Kama Sutra.'"

She felt Robin stiffen. "Raven gave you a copy of 'The Kama Sutra'? I don't know whether to yell at her or thank her."

"This is a problem?" she asked. "There are many interesting techniques I wish to try."

He looked up at her, his eyes wide. "Um…let's save them for another night, okay?" He reached over her for the remote and shut the TV off before softly kissing her lips.

"I agree sleep seems most prudent."

"Mm-hum," he answered before snuggling back against her neck. "Good night, Starfire."

"Good night, Robin."


This scene takes place right before Chapter One of Falling II: The Curse of the Bat (it's up now, go read it!). I've decided to go this route with the cut scenes from The Curse of the Bat; I'll just post them as I get them written. I think I can keep that story a T with a little editing; there's actually only one more scene that's currently on my outline that will require this kind of editing (that's always subject to change, though!). A Night at Wayne Manor will not appear in the same version in the story, which is why I'm leaving the version that's up now alone. (I didn't want to screw up the review process, which is why this is chapter 2. This is the very, very beginning of the story).

So, yeah, this is more or less a PWP scene, which I don't generally do, but I had the idea that this is what happened when I wrote On the Sofa, and I had this picture in my head of them on the sofa, Starfire straddling Robin's hips, the two of them making out like mad. And then the idea that Raven gave Starfire "The Kama Sutra" was just too good a joke to pass up, so here it is. Hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to review!