WARNING! This chapter is rated T for mature scenes. It's not really bad but basically if you feel uncomfortable with Ts DON'T read it and then blame me. This is the only chapter like this so continue with the rest of the story if you wish I don't think this affects the overall plot much.

Authors Note: Uh…yeah. Read above and that's about it. Oh and I apologised in my other story as well but just again to everyone else I'm sorry for the long waits. I'm just extremely busy these days. But don't worry! These stories will be finished! Just extremely slowly.

Chapter 4: Lust Loses Badly

Robin stood at the border of the land feeling a bit confused. The name on the map had been smudged out after the L- and he could only guess as to which emotion resided here. (A/N That was completely coincidental of course.) It was twilight and a few early stars twinkled in the sky. Taking a cautious step into the land Robin immediately felt as if he was being watched. He whipped around hoping to catch someone by surprise but there was no one there. Still wary he crept forward. A curious scent filled his nose. It was kind of like roses with a hint of something…spicier. Robin shook his head and tried to clear it. He didn't know what it was but there was definitely something going on. The grass around his feet grew lusher, soft little beds of moss appeared and little streams flowed around him. Still treading firmly on he tried to ignore the little twittering birds above his head that seemed to be humming 'Candy Shop.' He picked up the pace.

Finally exhausted he sank onto the ground. It was so comfortable here and the air was so warm and the sky was such a pretty colour. A rustle in the bushes made him sit up partly, but it was just a cute little bunny who twitched her nose at him. Sinking back down he disregarded the next louder rustle…that is until another emotion came to stand in front of him.

Robin gulped. Oh this was bad. Oh this was really, really, really, really, bad. The girl in front of him looked even more like Starfire then the others…except he seriously doubted Star would go prancing around in a lacy black negligee that didn't even begin to cover what it needed to. Robin was sure his eyes were popping and he didn't appreciate it.

"Oh Robin!" the voice cooed. "It is such a pleasure to see you here."

Robin cleared his throat and looked away. It felt almost indecent to see Star like that…even if it wasn't really Star. The emotion pouted prettily. "Why will you not you look at me Robin? Don't you like me anymore?"

"It's not that-," began Robin in a high squeak. Clearing his throat he tried again. "Of course I like you Star. A lot. But this isn't really you and I um don't want to do anything err that y- I mean I might regret." Lust (A/N Who else could it be? Llama Girl?) stroked Robin's hair gently. "Oh Robin you are right. I am not exactly Starfire," she leant nearer. "But I am very, very close."

Robin felt his face heating up. "I just…don't think…it's appropriate…."

Lust pushed him down onto the grass. "Do not be a spoilsport Robin," she purred. "You know you will find it fun."

Robin tried desperately to keep his raging hormones in check. "Look, Lust you're beautiful and all but-," Robin's words were cut off as Lust cheekily pressed her lips to his. "Thank you Robin. I too find you veryhot."

Standing she pulled back and did a little twirl. "How do you like my outfit?"

Robin buried his face in his hands. He had kissed her. Well no, she had kissed him to be more accurate but if she hadn't pulled away so quickly he would have most definitely kissed her back. And now she was twirling! He had always known Star had gorgeous legs but to see them like this…Robin shut his eyes.

"Come on Robin. I know where we can have a lot more fun." Taking him by the hand she led him across the grass. A part of Robin cried out weakly for release but her hand was so soft and something about the air was making him feel a little fuzzy. When they stopped he realised he was outside what looked like the roof of Teen Titan's tower.

Lust winked at him. "I always considered this our spot Robin. I thought it most fitting we come here."

Robin nodded watching her small pink tongue lick her lips longingly. Lust held out her arms. "Now kiss me Robin."

Unable to take it anymore Robin's lips met hers in a frenzy. All his pent up longing for Starfire was released in a passionate meeting of tongues and hands. She moaned against him and he felt himself becoming even more excited. Her warm silky skin against his, her soft hands in his hair and tender lips everywhere. Without quite realising how, they were on the ground and Robin found his hands beginning to roam. One of them snaked its way up her top and then as the kiss grew more demanding a little higher. Her hands were playing on his chest causing him to stifle a sound of pleasure as she rubbed him gently. One of her hands were gently fumbling with his pants… Pulling away he planted an indulgent kiss to her neck causing her to sigh happily. "Oh Robin," she murmured and in an instant he came crashing back to reality.

What was he doing? This wasn't Starfire! And even if it was he would never, ever do this until she was ready! This girl below him may look like Star, she may even be a part of Star but she had no idea what Star meant to him. She couldn't even begin to understand the moments they shared. To her it was all physical. She didn't realise that Robin cared for Starfire not just because she was beautiful but because of whom she was; a kind, loving person that helped him and understood him no matter what. Pulling away he ran a hand through his hair and stood up smoothing down his clothes.

Lust got up too, eyes confused. "Robin? Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry," he replied not meeting her eyes. "I'm not going to do this."

Lust's eyebrows creased. "You enjoyed it. I know you did."

"It's not always about what you want," he snapped. "And besides what you have to offer is nothing, n-o-t-h-i-n-g, to what Star's got."

Lust's jaw dropped and her eyes burned. "Come to me Robin. You want to. You need to," her voice was colder now but again Robin felt his brain go cloudy. "No! You are not making me do anything I don't want to do!" In a burst of remembrance Robin pulled the vial from his pocket and downed the sunshine liquid in one swift gulp. Immediately he felt fresh, senses finely tuned and ready to face the world.

Lust shrieked and stomped her foot angrily. "You will NOT walk away from me!"

With great self control Robin stopped himself from uttering a cliché line and strode swiftly away. In a few minutes he had crossed into a land that was half bright and bold and half dim pastel. Eyebrows raised he walked on.

Reference to the song 'Candy Shop.' You've all probably heard it even though it's quite old. The lyrics to the song are pretty suggestive (ok really suggestive) which is why I mentioned it.

Authors End Note: I have to admit I'm a dialogue fan. I love to talk and usually that's what my characters end up doing. But anyway this was new to me…I can't say I'm used to writing stuff like this so if it was really, heartrendingly bad I'm sorry but I must admit it was fun to write! Lol. My brother kept coming in and I'd hide the laptop because I didn't want his little 6 year old brain to be stained. Just to clear something up Lust isn't Starfire. She's one of Star's emotions. So Robin wasn't repelling Star, he knew that that particular part of Star only wanted one thing from him and he wanted to give it to all of Starfire. That's not saying Lust is a villain or something it's just like all characteristics, too much is a bad thing. Hope that helps!

Pet Peeve: I'm going to address a biggie here. Anonymous flamers. I can tolerate flames, I can use them to warm my bed in winter, or to heat up my soggy toast or even rarely to help with my stories. What I can't tolerate is people reviewing/flaming a story anonymously. If you're going to tell me my story sucks you're welcome to do it to my face. And I will be polite no matter how rude your flame is because I do try to be nice. However if you leave me no way to contact you, you are a coward and you don't truly believe what you are saying because you can't stick around to support it. That's my opinion. Oh and as to what constitutes a flame it's when someone criticises your story in a way that is of no help to you as an author. An example…

"YOUR STORY SUX REAL BAD. I HATE STARFIRE SHE'S SO DUM AND SO'S YOUR STORY. YOU SHOULD JUST SHUT UP."

Elementary my dear Watson.