Chapter two- So Many Times I've Lied
After they had finished the pizza Robin discreetly held her hand and led her to her room. He opened the door, picked her up, and carried her towards her bed as the door closed behind them. This was another thing she hated about Robin. He never invited her into his room, he always invited himself into hers instead. What if she didn't want him to come in?
He lay her gently on the bed and started kissing her furiously. When he had kissed her that first time in Tokyo she thought she had found a heaven on earth, but now she didn't feel anything at all when he kissed or touched her. She felt bad for him because as thick as he was, even he could detect her unresponsiveness.
In an attempt to get her into it, Robin wound his fingers through her hair and slid his tongue in her mouth. Still not feeling anything, but not wanting him to be upset, she moved her own tongue with his and traced her fingers over his well defined muscles. He groaned in pleasure in response. At least one of them should be happy. Right?
As in every other aspect of their life together, Robin took dominance in the bed as well. After a few more minutes of kissing he grabbed both her wrists in one of his hands and pinned her against the bed. She allowed him to remove her top and massage her breasts roughly. She gasped and moaned in all the right places, but was unable to take any real pleasure out of it even when he ran his tongue across her nipples.
She realized she had been acting a little too good tonight when she felt something hard press against her lower half. She sighed, "Robin, I'm really not in the mood tonight."
"I'll make you in the mood," he claimed and rubbed his erection against her thigh. She gasped in outrage at his clear defiance to her wishes. He took her sharp intake of breath the wrong way and started to remove his pants.
"No Robin really, please don't make me do it tonight."
He must have heard the desperation in her voice for he mumbled, "Fine," and buttoned his pants back up. He paused before exiting her room and said, "I love you Starfire," and the sincerity of the statement rang in his voice, but there was something else in his tone she couldn't quite place. Protectiveness? No, that wasn't quite right.
"I love you too, Robin," Starfire lied. Finally, he left.
She was not sure if she could endure another day of this. No, she was positive she could not. She couldn't stand all her lies. She couldn't stand to stay here and watch herself die. She couldn't stand Robin. She would die if she did not get out of there tonight.
She changed into a fresh uniform and flew out of her window. She didn't know where she would go, but she flew out of her window nonetheless. She did not have to stop to think of a happy thought now. She was getting out of here, that was enough to take her to the moon.