"What?" Starfire moaned again, struggling to keep her balance. She began to feel uneasy, as if one side of her body felt heavier than the other. She had to resist. She had blinked her eyes and wake up from this insane and euphoric dream and find herself in a nightmare. This couldn't have been real.

"I said," Ethan shifted her so that her back was leaning upon his arm, "What are your desires?"

Robin. She thought immediately. She strained her voice as if to say Robin, but a small whimper subsided. It almost seemed as though her brain was disconnected from her mouth, for she wasn't capable of forming a coherent sentence to answer him. Ethan grinned as he pressed his lips at the corner of her jaw.

"What did you say?" She arched her back involuntarily as he rubbed his finger along her spine.

She moaned again, mostly due to the fact that she couldn't answer him. Her stomach was churning slightly, and a sharp icy fire was soaring through her veins and chilling her body entirely.

She could feel the strap of her cami sliding down her arm and then Ethan's hot breath warming the curve of her neck as he placed a feathery kiss on her skin. She wasn't sure what part of her body was moving, but she could see and faintly feel her arm flailing around, looking for something to grasp onto. She felt him shift her onto his knee pulling her closer to his body, letting his hand fall into her lap and then roam along her body.

"R—Robin," she muttered as she was able to hold onto the bar counter. Ethan's grip tightened. "What?" he hissed.

"I…" Starfire began weakly. She started to feel woozy again, her legs becoming limp as Ethan trailed a hand across them.

Suddenly, she could no longer feel his touch. Instead of the painful cold overtaking her body, fire was set ablaze and clung to her insides and her skin. Her body felt stronger and powerful now, her heart racing expeditiously, but she didn't notice. She felt something rather extraordinary; the awareness of succumbing to desire. She knew it. She somehow recognized it. She, regretfully, enjoyed it.

Her eyes were clouded with lust and fear, a wicked grin spreading on her face. "I want to know a secret," she whispered.

She then wrapped her legs around his waist and settled herself in his lap as she began to twirl strands of dirty blond hair with her dainty fingers. Right now, even in her drugged state of mind, she knew she had to complete the mission one way or another. And why not use her state of mind to her advantage?

"A secret?" His hands slid down to her waist, coping her smirk, "What kind?"

"Any," she implied, "Like…do you have a secret talent or…a secret hobby?"

Ethan smirked wider and ran his hand along her thigh, "You want to know what I do every night that led you here?"

"You have reason to believe I came here for that?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Well," he began, cockiness laced in his tone, "I am pretty good in that department."

She rolled her eyes. "You still didn't answer my question," She leaned next to his ear, "any talents?"

"I can make a kick ass margarita?" He raised a curious eyebrow.

"What else can you create? Any other drinks?" She pressed gently as she stroked her hand up his arm.

He looked at Starfire intently, clearly confused. What was she talking about? First, the sexy-heroine Starfire from the Teen Titans shows up at his bar, and now she's- Realization struck him as he let out a breathy chuckle. "There is this one chemical I've been experimenting with…"

Starfire's eyes lit up triumphantly, "Yes?" She ran her hand through his hair slowly.

"Can I trust you?"

Starfire smirked wickedly. "That's up to you," she murmured. She then leaned toward him and kissed his cheek firmly. As sensually as she could, she slid her hands up his chest and caressed his neck. The tip of her nose lightly grazed his cheek and led to the corner of his jaw and, her breathing surprisingly calm considering that burning sensation in the pit of her stomach.

He exhaled sharply, "Versonicaine." She continued to kiss along his neck, grinning against his warm skin, "It's a chemical…I created."

"Mhm," she kissed under his ear. "It makes women…f-fulfill their…Desires," he stammered, his breath getting caught in his throat. She pulled herself closer to Ethan, her legs tightening around his waist.

"Then why are the women dying?" She didn't care what she said; she was distracting him too well for even him to notice. Her hands slid off his chest, her hands trailing down his stomach and stroked at his inner thighs, while her mouth placed feathery kisses along his jaw line.

"After a while, the poison… runs out of their …bloodstream and they…go insane."

"As in?" Just then, she stopped moving. Her breathing became sluggish and her eyelids drooped slightly as her body became to be coated in sweat again. Her thoughts were muddled; racing uncontrollably and colors and sounds meshed together as she began to turn her head side to side, as if forcing away gory ideas of the poison.

"They lose control of their senses," he murmured as he grabbed her arms and pulled her forcefully to him and kissed her roughly making her back arch and lean against his chest.

"And I have a feeling that you're going to be good in that department as well," He kissed her mouth hard, bruising her lips.

"Huh?" She leaned her head back, letting Ethan kiss all over her neck. "Just let me do my job," he whispered quickly as he snaked his hand from her waist and slipped under her shirt.

"Wait,… stop-Eth…"

Even in her drugged up stupor, she didn't remember them talking about doing that. She had only gotten to the bar about two minutes ago. Or was it a half hour? She tried to pry herself away from Ethan, only having him stand up, carrying Starfire with him, lay her on the bar counter.

"Just a bit of desire. It's the most delicious thing that you will ever have the pleasure of trying. Better than anything…you want her, so take her. She is vulnerable," Ethan's thoughts whizzed through his head as he kissed all over Starfire's face.

Starfire began to writhe idly beneath him, not out of pleasure, but as a mean to try and escape. She tried to use her hands to push him off of her, only to have Ethan take hold of her wrists and place them above her head. He leaned his head down and kissed her neck, causing her to stop moving all together.

"I want you...," he murmured against her neck, "to taste you...to really get inside you...I want to taste your sweet taste from your lips sliding down my throat…I want to feel your veins pulsing around your lips as they sink into the soft flesh of your neck…I want you, my desire." He said sensually between kisses.

Starfire sighed as she wriggled her wrists out of his grasp, "Starf-," then, suddenly; she put a hand on the base of his neck and brought her lips slowly to his. She took a little bit of skin from his jaw between her teeth, nipping lightly. "I want you too," she slurred, her hands brushing his chest, digging their way under his shirt to caress his stomach and her eyelids slightly drooped.

He groaned lightly as her fingers traced along his skin, a wicked, self-assured smile stretched across Starfire's face. His hands traveled from her rib cage and felt their way down to her waist, kneading the skin. She purred lightly as he climbed more on top of her, hitching her leg up and crossed her ankles around his waist.

Her hands tugged on his shirt; Ethan understood the meaning and he threw it over his head quickly. She peppered his collar bone with soft kisses, sighing as Ethan sat upright so she could continue her way down to his smooth abdomen. He groaned again as he took the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling it off of her.

Before Ethan could get her shirt completely off, two strong hands came into his vision; one grabbing his wrist that was trying to remove Starfire's clothing, the other grabbed his neck.

"Get your hands off of her," Robin sneered as he threw, literally, Ethan off of Starfire and on to the ground, his face slamming into a barstool.

"What the hell man?" Ethan yelled, wiping blood away from his mouth, "She came here! I didn't-,"

"I don't care," Robin growled as he turned to Starfire lying on the counter, panting heavily and slightly quivering as she stared at him with reddened eyes. Robin's nostrils flared as he leaned down and grabbed Ethan's neck and brought his face just inches to his, his eyes, though hidden behind his mask, never been filled with such evil and lust to hurt.

"What. Did. You. Give. Her?" Robin said through clenched teeth. Ethan smiled villainously, "She's just wasted. I mean, look at the whor-"

Robin slammed Ethan's head to the ground fast and brought it back up to his face, "WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER?!"

Ethan stared blankly at him and didn't answer. Instead, he motioned to the counter with his head. "Raven," Robin jerked his head at Starfire's glass on the counter as Robin held Ethan's neck firmly.

Raven nodded once as she walked over to Starfire and slid her arm around her waist; lifting her up with her one arm as she picked up the glass in the other.

"There's white powder at the bottom…" Raven said, fear slightly laced in her tone as she examined the glass a little more thoroughly, "…I think…date rape?"

Robin's eyes widened; he then shook his head and released a bitter laugh, "You really shouldn't have done that."

"It's not my fault I got with her before you did," Ethan challenged, "besides, you're the one who destroyed her confidence; like she's gonna get with you now."

Robin's face twisted in anger as he punched Ethan square in the jaw and watched him fall to the ground.

"You're not gonna be near her now," Robin vowed darkly, turning to Raven who was trying to lift her up.

"Robi-,"

Silently, he firmly removed Raven's hands from Starfire and lifted her in his arms.

"Take care of him," he muttered while walking towards the door with an unconscious Starfire hanging in his arms.

--

"You're dreaming."

A whisper hung in the air, muddling her thoughts while she was lying on the floor. Sluggishly, she rose to her feet, clutching the wall beside her for support.

"It's alright babe, it's alright..." he ran his fingers through her silky crimson tresses, trying to comfort her.

She looked up at him. "Will you... Do it tonight?"

He looked away, avoiding her gaze.

She frowned and bent forward, kissing his lips. His hands reached around her waist and pulled her towards him as her hands found their way to his head, getting tangled in his hair as she pressed him against the wall, one dainty leg in between his. "Well?" she demanded.

He sighed as he scooped her off her feet somewhat roughly and threw her onto the bed.

--

The Boy Wonder walked past the two titans in the lobby, the cold stern face Robin displayed spoke so much louder than they would have thought. He quickly, yet carefully, carried the alien princess to her room, effortlessly opening her bedroom door with one hand and shutting it behind him.

Robin walked over to the circular bed and laid Starfire beneath the covers and gently covering her form the minute she looked peaceful.

--

She was underneath him now, breathing heavily and moaning in pleasure as he bent forward and kissed her neck, teasing his tongue across her creamy skin. His hand wandered, casually stroking her arm and trailing down her sides and along her hip, traveling achingly slow down her thigh. She sighed as he licked his way up to her collarbone and lightly nipped at the skin.

"You truly…wish to partake in this?" She asked, a heavy glaze casted over her.

He looked up at her and smiled. "Why not?"

"You and I…I mean," she took in a sharp breath as he kissed the corner of her jaw while sliding his hand along her calf, hitching it over his hip.

--

An angry huff passed Robin's lips as he pulled a chair beside Starfire's bed, sat down, and propped his elbow on his thigh, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

He stared at her for a while, focusing on her recent actions he saw in the bar. The way she was able to have some power and…control over Ethan was way out of his head. The thought process itself was hard enough to manage. And then she didn't listen. She didn't try and listen to him, was it his fault? Or was she just being naïve or stubborn? How was he supposed to know now, they were fighting when she left, and as far as Robin knew, they still were.

The longer the muffled ticking of Starfire's Mumbo alarm clock continued, the more hatred towards Ethan and impatience for Starfire to wake up was agonizing. A slight sigh or a faint whimper could be heard every minute or two, but otherwise, she was motionless.

--

"Make me yours," She moaned, a slight urgency to her tone.

He smirked. She declared such a thing boldly as she stood there that day, beautiful and deadly all at the same time. Her skin was flawless. Her figure was impeccable. Her eyes hypnotic. Even her smell was intoxicating.

But at the same time, he felt himself obligated to stay away. She was a being beyond his comprehension, hiding in a fantasy.

She dragged her dainty fingers across his chest to his arm, from his arm to his shoulder to his neck. Her hot breath blew against his neck, a groan resonating in the back of his throat.

His body tingled as she nibbled his neck gently, tauntingly. Her lips kiss the side of his neck gingerly.

"Please…," she whispered. "I know what they are..."

Her fingers danced along his stomach, her brilliantly white teeth casting an alluring smile, finished with the lustful glint in her eyes as she stared at him imply.

Slowly, he placed a hand on the nape of her neck, and with a soft tug he jerked her forwards into him. Her breasts crushed against the chiseled flatness of his chest and her galloping heart kicked into high gear. His lips brushed her ear.

"I don't want you to get hurt…I mean…this would be our first time…together," he murmured teasingly against her skin, his teeth lightly grazing her pulse point.

--

Starfire shook her head to the side, an impatient whimper escaping her mouth as her body rolled to the other side of the bed.

Robin immediately sprung from his chair and sprinted to the side of the bed to face her.

"Starfire," he pressed gently, "C'mon, Star, please…"

"No…" she groaned, a sluggish hand rising to rub her eyes, "…no, no, no…" She mumbled over again.

Robin's eyes frantically scanned her face, "Starfire, what are you--,"

"You are my desire…," she breathed, her eyes opening eerily as she glowered at Robin, no sign of glistening emerald in the hue of her irises, only a light maroon rimming her eyelids and luster dulled.

"…What…?" Robin's eyes widened as she rose onto her knees and took his face in her fragile, yet firm hands.

"You are my desire…," she gazed lovingly into his mask, "…Ethan."

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