A/N: Ok, pray for me. 14 pages on Word. Sorry for that, I even read through this one and made corrections…. enjoy…sorry it's so long. For those of you who just want the slash scene its near the bottom but it isn't that long and its definitely not worthy of an M rating…. sorry…. had to go easy on Robin…it was his first time.
Chapter 10Slade stood on the porch that over looked the cliff that lay before his cabin; the sun was almost over the horizon. It was close six o'clock and Slade knew it was time to wake up his little bird. Today was the day, and it just so happened to be July Fourth. Slade knew there was an irony in that somewhere but he didn't really care enough to think about it.
He turned and walked into the cabin, placing the newspaper that had kept him up to par on the Titans search efforts for their leader, on the table. Slade had to be careful this time, the Titans were searching high and low for Robin and they wanted him back…bad. They had a burning desire to find Robin, and an even greater desire to catch Slade and repay him for his obvious obsession with stealing their leader.
Climbing the stairs and walking down the hall towards his room made Slade realize that he was finally going to get what he had wanted for so long. Perhaps afterwards Robin would be willing to reconsider the apprenticeship.
Slade froze a moment, his hand inches from the knob. The apprenticeship? Surely Slade had given up on the idea of Robin as an apprentice, the child may be the perfect candidate but it doesn't really have the desired effect if the Apprentice has to be coerced into doing everything. Slade shook his head, he would never find a person as perfect for the spot as Robin, but he had to let that go. He was a man of high intelligence and he knew the old saying, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. He knew that saying very very well.
Slade pushed the apprenticeship out of his mind and grabbed the knob; as soon as he opened the door he knew something was wrong. Robin was in the bed, under the covers; it looked like he was curled up in the fetal position. Perhaps another nightmare? Usually Robin was up by now. Slade walked over and pulled the covers back, he was not surprised to see some pillows and Robin's nightclothes waded up to give the appearance of Robin curled up
"Smart." Slade said as he heard a creak behind him. He barely spun in time to catch Robin's foot as it raced towards his face. Slade swung Robin by his leg and he ended up on the bed.
Robin somersaulted back off the bed and landed there facing Slade ready to pounce, "I see you are fully recovered, that's good. We have a long walk ahead of us." Slade said.
"I'm not going anywhere with you, this ends here." The boy charged and lunged over the bed tackling Slade, the man lost his balance and he went stumbling back, shattering one of the French doors that had not been all the way open like the other.
They landed in a pile on the balcony, Slade kicked Robin up and over the railing of the balcony; Robin let out a cry of surprise and just barely managed to grab the edge before he fell off the balcony and down the edge of the cliff. Slade stood and turned to look down on the boy. Robin couldn't hold on anymore, he started to fall and would have died if Slade had not grabbed him, "Well doesn't this look familiar?" Slade asked with a mocking hint to his voice.
Robin looked at him, Slade saw the hate and he saw the disappointment, but he also saw…the fainted glint of gratefulness. Slade yanked the boy up and Robin landed on the other side of him breathing somewhat heavy. "Not the best time to attack me Robin, you have been bed ridden for almost nine days, your legs may work but your body has been inactive. You of all people know that even two or three days with out physical activity of this kind can put you out of shape."
Robin gritted his teeth as if to say something, but bit back his words and looked down for a moment. "Now, if you are done trying to attack me we need to be on our way."
Robin looked to him and spoke with venom; "I already told you, I am not going any where with you…"
"On the contrary Robin. You are going to come with me, willingly or not. Even if I have to drag you."
Robin looked defiant and almost ready to take him up on the offer but something made him nod, "Good." Slade said un-folding his arms from his chest and walking past the boy who reluctantly turned in suit and followed.
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Robin walked behind Slade; the two had been traveling for a few hours in total silence. Robin could not even wrap his mind around the concept that kept trying to erupt into his mind. Could Slade really like him? Could the man want more from him then just some stupid apprenticeship, could he want more then just a slave? Could the cold-hearted assassin want friendship?
There had always been signs that Slade would never actually kill Robin, and the man had saved him so many times. But it never really occurred to Robin that there could be another reason behind it besides his own personal gain. Slade held back all the time, even when Robin was giving all he had, even when the boy would get the upper hand Slade would hold back. Robin had seen Slade's punches and kicks and the man could attack faster then he ever attacked Robin.
The boy looked at the man before him, thick, long, powerful legs, a lean waist, and a barrel like chest with the broadest shoulders Robin had ever seen. Slade was a powerhouse; he could kill Robin in an instant.
Slade always went easy on him, and perhaps Slade had brought Robin out here to finally try to explain why. But they had been walking for hours and Slade had not said a single word or even tried to start a conversation. Maybe he was waiting for Robin? The boy figured he could give it a shot.
"Slade…" he started.
The man did not stop but he did turn his head slightly as if to hear him better, "I uh…was just…" Robin wasn't sure how to ask this question. So he decided to try something a little easier. "Where are we going anyway?"
Slade turned his head back and spoke softly, "Just to a place that I think you will enjoy."
"Why?" Robin asked trying not to sound like an annoying kid in the back of the car asking dad when they were going to get there.
"I already told you…I think you will enjoy it." Was his only response.
This unnerved Robin, and he started to fidget, he scratched the back of his head and swallowed, "Slade?"
The man stopped, the two had constantly been about six or seven feet away through out this trek and Slade turned to stand sideways and look back at the boy. His fists clenched, he looked annoyed but his eyes did not have the evil, narrowed slit it usually did when he was irritated so Robin ventured fourth.
"Why do you hold back when we fight?"
This had caught Slade off guard, at least Robin thought Slade had been caught off guard, the man's eye had grown a little bigger at the question, as if his eyebrow had shot up. For a long moment there was no sound except for the jungle around them, and they stared at each other. Masked eyes to masked face, the two were so different and yet more alike then either of them knew.
Finally Slade broke the silence, "What makes you think I hold back?"
Robin grew a little bolder when Slade did not sound upset, the man actually sounded rather intrigued, "Well, I mean. I have seen you attack the other Titans, and you attack them more fiercely then you do me."
A feeling came over Robin, it was a creepy feeling but he knew the feeling had to be right by the glint in the man's eye, he was smirking. "That is very observant of you Robin. You are very wise to notice, I do hold back with you…"
"But why? I am a better hand to hand fighter then anyone on my team…" Robin was surprised he had down talked his team like that but it was the truth. He had been trained in hand to hand because he had no powers, his friends barely used it unless they had to or their own powers or weapons were gone.
"I don't hold back for them because I don't care if I kill them." With that Slade turned and started walking again. Robin did not follow; he stood in shock and utter surprise. He didn't care if he killed them? Robin's mind was flying, or at least he felt like it was flying. Slade held back because he didn't want to kill Robin, so Robin had been right to assume Slade did not want him dead. But he had not believed it until Slade had said it, the man wanted him alive. But for what purpose.
"Robin?" the boy looked up and saw the masked man had stopped again and had turned to look at him.
The boy ran after him and when he reached Slade he dared to walk by his side, "Why would you want to keep me alive? All I do is ruin your plans, I try to stop you, and if I got the chance I would kill you."
Slade kept walking and did not look at him, "Yes. I know that you would not hesitate to stop me, and that you do often times ruin some of my best plans but that is what makes you unique. Your fifteen years old and you can hold your own against a man with enhanced thinking ability. You can fight me and no matter how I hit you, you get back up. You are not even half my size, but when you punch me you still have the force enough to break my jaw. You are worth the life you were given. You have earned the right to live in my eyes. As for killing me? Perhaps someday, but right now you don't have the heart of a killer. You have the heart of a hero, and a child. No matter how hard you try you will not be able to kill me until you are willing to kill part of yourself. Until that time, your sense of mercy will always protect those you hate from your hand."
Robin had listened intently; he had hung on every word. Slade thought he was worthy to live? That was probably a great compliment coming from the large assassin but Robin felt like he had just been told that he was worth more then his friends. And Robin was sure he would give his life for any of his team. They were all great heroes, all worthy of living in Robin's eyes.
Something else caught Robin's attention however, "Kill a part of myself?" the boy asked himself out loud. He had not intended the man next to him to answer and he had a feeling Slade knew the question was not aimed at him, however the man answered anyway. "I was a young man when I killed my first person, I was in the army. Nineteen. I was not the perfect soldier but I was close enough, willing to die for my country. That was all the government wanted. The first time I shot an enemy soldier I felt a part of my soul rip. By the end of the war, with so much blood on my hands, killing had become second nature. You kill them, or they kill you. The more I killed, the more I felt my soul tearing apart. When the war ended, I had killed the part of me that would have given mercy to any one. The part of me that was willing to forgive and forget was dead; killing was just a job now. A duty that one did to serve their country. No mortal man is supposed to bare the burden of someone else's blood on his hands Robin. When you kill your first person, you will feel yourself changing, you will feel a part of your soul disappearing. You ability to give mercy and control your anger is overrode by your want for revenge and your need to control someone else. It is a wonderful and yet horrifying feeling all wrapped up into one. Believe me when I say little bird, do not kill anyone until you are sure you can handle the feeling of the endless despair that comes with it. Because when you kill someone, else you also kill part of your soul."
Utterly speechless and entirely overridden with emotions he could not explain Robin slowly fell behind and walked in silence. Slade had shared something the boy had never known, Slade had been in the army. Slade had been a good guy…the killing had driven him into being this monster he was now. The difference between the two had been clear, while Robin had friends Slade had his robots, and while Robin marveled in the sun, Slade thrived in the dark. Laughing and music and movies made Robin feel whole, silence and endless thought had Slade right at home. Robin had always wondered how any human could ever live like Slade. But Robin finally had his answer; it is easy to live like that when the part of you that liked to live like Robin was dead. Slade had had the ability to live like Robin once, but it had disappeared when he had taken lives for his country. Bitterness and contradictions of his beliefs had screwed him up. Though Robin did not like Slade, he could not bring his normal hate to the surface. Robin had a feeling in his stomach, he tried to figure out why it was there and he still couldn't when Slade stopped a half hour later and told Robin to close his eyes.
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"Because when you kill someone else, you kill part of your soul." Slade finished. Perhaps that would give the child something to think on. The boy fell silent and slowly grew further behind Slade. The man had not meant to upset the child, but he had tried to answer the boy's question with fact and truth. Slade had omitted a lot of the things that had also helped to make him who he was but that was for the better. Robin didn't need to know too much.
For a moment Slade was caught in memory. The first man he had killed…a man…dark brown eyes…black hair. Slade saw the blood spray from the gun wound. And he remembered how the blood had slowly flowed from the enemy soldier's mouth onto him. The man Slade had killed had fallen upon him, the blood had trickled down his neck and arms and even a little into his mouth. The damn trench and had been put to far forward. The second one, a boy, even younger then him, in the shin, he had ran out of bullets but that had not stopped the blow of the butt of Slade's gun from cracking the boy's skull open.
But it had been the village of women and children that had really and truly killed him. Two years into the war, he remembered the screams as the fire and grenades and bullets tore at the women and children.
The firing squad.
And all the other men, their faces stained with mud and blood and smoke ashes. All of them hollow husks, not even shadows of the men they had been coming in to the war. Most of them died, or went insane or forever lived with guilt and nightmares of the horrors their generals had ordered them to do. Slade had been one of the few able to tune in all out, to just do his job and go home. Though, there were a lot of other things that happened to him first before he went home but those things had made him stronger.
About a half hour later Slade stopped and realized they had arrived, "Close your eyes Robin."
The boy looked like he had been pulled from some pretty deep thoughts and Slade was somewhat concerned, the child needed to be happy if this was going to happen today. Robin looked to Slade, a hint of fear in his eyes. "Don't worry Robin, I promise everything will be fine." Robin waited another second and then closed his eyes; Slade placed both hands on the boy's shoulders and pushed him through the brush. Slade could hear the water falling from here, he was glad this was the small waterfall. The other one that Robin always tried to scale in their past months games of cat and mouse was so loud it could almost be considered deafening.
Slade pushed Robin through the opening, walked around him as he told Robin to stop and then watching to see the child's response said, "Alright little bird, open your eyes." Robin did and Slade was pleased to see his reaction.
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Robin opened his eyes; he was shocked when he did. Before him bathed in sunlight was a beautiful cove waterfall. The water looked crystal clear, warm golden sand lined all the way around the cove, except on the far left side, which had smooth black rocks. They led like a path up to the top of the waterfall. Robin saw all the beautiful flowers and the fruits and even exotic birds he had never seen before of all shapes, sizes and colors. It shined before him like the lost city of Atlantis.
He gaped in wonder, "Slade…what is this place?" he asked in total awe.
"This would be Baton Cove." Slade responded, "The only place out in nature that I would give anything not to destroy."
The boy took a step towards the water, but froze; he looked to Slade, "Why?"
The man crossed his arms over his chest, "If you would rather go back to the bedroom…. that can be arranged."
Robin's eyes grew wide, "No no no this place is great!" Slade nodded happy to hear the right answer.
He turned and walked towards the water, unbuttoning his light blue shirt, not even bothering to remove his lose, tan pajama like pants. "S-Slade? What are you…"
"I didn't bring you here to stare boy. Do something. Sunbath, eat fruit, and chase the birds. I don't care but stop gawking." It was an order from the man that Robin did not mind following, he removed his white shirts and like Slade left on his pants. He ran and leap-frogged over Slade. Robin dived into the water and swam towards the tumbling falls. Slade had been surprised Robin had taken to this place so fast. Robin trusted him far to quickly, far to easily. Slade wondered if the boy was planning something.
He stood in the warm water and he watched as the boy swam out into the shinning pool. Robin was in his element here, the sun and the shine, the bright blue skies. Slade missed the ability to forget your troubles and who or what you are, just for a moment. He stood and watched and for an instant was transfixed, the boy could shoot through the water like a fish, his skin shined when he broke through the surface. Slade just wished the mask was gone, he saw Robin look at him and for a moment they locked eyes. Then the moment passed and Robin dived down again to escape his tormenter's eye. Slade smiled, it was time.
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Robin came up for air, this place reminded him so much of the bay outside the tower, where he and his friends had hung out. He looked over again to see if Slade was till watching him and he was shocked to see the man was gone. Robin looked all the way around the cove but did not see him. The all of the sudden Robin felt hands wrapped around his ankle, and he was shoved up out of the water and into the air. He yelled as he saw the sky rushing towards his face. Robin went flying and managed with all the grace and poise a boy like him could to land arms sprawled, face first back in the water five feet away.
Swimming to the surface and sputtering and spewing water, Robin cried, "What the hell did you do that for!"
He watched as Slade crossed his huge arms over his chest, giving off an air of cockiness, "Because I know you can't do anything about it."
Robin gave him a cross look and charged. Slade grabbed him by the waist and threw Robin over his head. Hoping for a counter-attack Robin stayed under and swum to the rocks behind the thin waterfall. He crawled out and watched as Slade scanned the cove for him. Slade moved but Robin was highly impressed at how little the water rippled around him. When Slade was close enough Robin leaped through the waterfall and landed on Slade's back. But Slade had not been foolish enough to forget how great a shield the waterfall could be and as Robin landed on him he ripped the boy off and flung him towards the deepest end of the water.
Landing with his back smacking the water first Robin let himself drift down a few moments, thinking of a plan he could use. When an idea came to him he swum to the surface and took a deep breath. Before he could finish taking that breath a hand appeared on his head and he was shoved back under.
One of Robin's fears took hold of him; the idea of drowning did not please him and panic set in. He twisted and flailed and clawed at the hand but to no avail. Finally Slade pulled him to the surface, "Not liking the idea of drowning Robin? Well use that brain of yours and think of a way to escape or you might as well try to grow gills."
Slade shoved him back under and Robin started thrashing again, begging for the man to let him up. When he was pulled out again for the second time he had started to feel dizzy and oxygen deprived.
"The gill idea not working for you? Well you might want to think of something else then."
With that Robin disappeared below the surface again and this time he made himself stay calm and think. There was one option but it was low, lower then low actually. And the idea did not appeal to Robin in the least, well maybe a little. Robin reached his hand out and wrapped and grabbed around Slade's crotch. Robin could feel the man freeze, with his free hand he motioned for Slade to bring him up. To Robin's amusement the man complied. Robin sucked in the air and smiled, "Nice to know you have the same fear as the rest of us born and bred males." Robin teased.
"You have three seconds…" Slade said, Robin let go and so did Slade.
The man eyed him wearily; Robin swam away thinking how clever he had been. This round belonged to him. As Robin moved away he started to think things over in his head. Perhaps he could make a run for it, Robin was sure he could beat Slade back to the house. Stealing a car would be easy enough but if Slade didn't have a car…. the helicopter.
An idea occurred to him, Slade had brought him here in a helicopter. Perhaps he could find the helicopter and get a message out over the radio. He had a plan now, but the question was, where was the chopper? What if it had left Slade? What if it had dropped Slade and Robin off and left, well if that was the case Slade had to have a way to call for it. Perhaps then the best idea would be to run into the jungle and stay hidden, use every ounce of survival skill he had gathered from the surrounding area and hide from Slade. Then he could wait till the man called for the chopper and then grab on when it took off. But to do that Robin would have to be able to get to it in time. And if Robin wanted to hide it would have to be in a place Slade would not look, and right outside his back door was not the best place.
Until then Robin would deal with Slade, no matter how odd the man acted. Robin swam to one of the black, smooth rocks that protruded from the water. He lay on it and bathed in the sun. A half hour went by and Robin sat up to look for Slade. The man was on the beach practicing his fighting. Robin got off his rock and hopped into the water. He swam over to the beached and walked up to the fighting man, "Don't you ever stop practicing?" the boy asked.
"No…and neither should you if you want to be as good as the Bat and I."
Robin crossed his arms over his chest, "What makes you think I need practice?"
"Have you ever beaten in me a fight?" Slade asked.
"Well no but…"
"That's why." Slade said cutting Robin off and shoving a right hook out into thin air.
"Well who's to say I haven't been holding back?"
Slade stopped punching a minute and looked at Robin, "Are you trying to tell me that when ever we fight, YOU go easy on ME?"
Robin hesitated a moment and then nodded, "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not."
Slade turned and quicker then lightning had the boy in a headlock.
"I hardly think you would hold back. All it would do is make it more difficult on yourself."
"Perhaps…. ah…. I l-like a challenge."
Slade squeezed tighter and slowly brought the boy down to his knees, "I never understand why you think you must talk big…you can tell me the truth Robin. I would never think badly of you. Besides, it isn't like I don't know the truth already. I am to fast for you, to strong for you, and all together better trained then you. You simply can not admit that you are not the best when you are around me."
Slade released Robin who in turn took deep breaths, "And you wonder why I hate you." Robin said in a low voice.
"You don't hate me…in fact I am sure you like ME, you just don't like what I can do."
Robin looked to Slade, the boy still on his knees, "There is no difference between what you do and who you are. You do what you do BECAUSE of who you are. There for I hate YOU."
"On the contrary Robin, you could care less about what kind of man I am. What bothers you is that I have the ability to turn my back on justice, and on love. And that I can disobey the law and not feel guilty. You hate what I can DO…me as a person…well you don't really know that side of me…so you can't assume you hate ME."
Robin stood and gave him an odd look, as the man turned and continued to walk down the beach towards their clothes Robin muttered, "I may not have known you back then…but I am starting to know you now." The boy followed wondering where they were going next.
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They sat under a tree on a hill that over looked a plain; never ending fields of flowers danced in the breeze, before them a setting sun. "Where are we? We went from the deep Asian jungles to a plain in the middle of the U.S." Robin said as he took a bite of his big red and yellow apple.
"Why would I tell you where we are…if you managed to get a message to your friends it would not benefit me if you knew the name of our location."
"How long are you going to keep me here?" the boy asked sounding as if he didn't actually care.
"As long as I need to. Why would you want to leave anyway?" Slade asked.
Robin turned and gave a long look to his enemy, the man he swore he would kill before he died. "Why would I want to stay?" Robin questioned back.
"There is no need to fight here, no need to be a hero or a villain, even I am having a hard time imagining going back to the life I have waiting." Robin smirked, knowing Slade was not being serious.
"I couldn't stay here forever…perhaps I could stay for another few months…. but forever? I already miss my friends."
Silence followed, as it always did. Robin considered falling upon Slade and attempting to finish the job. To kill the man and get out of this odd place, but he also could not bring himself to ruin such a beautiful sunset with blood. Not to mention he couldn't over power the man by himself, a knife would be a nice thing to have.
Robin noticed the man next to him move out of the corner of his eye, he looked and was shocked to see Slade remove his mask. Robin's mouth fell open, his masked eyes wide, Slade looked to him and he narrowed his one eye, "There are no need for masks here either." The man cooed.
Seeing the face of the man before him, short soft white hair that fell down just short of his eyes, a white goatee that looked like it had been cut with a broke pair of scissors blew Robin away. Slade's face was long and thin but sculpted and looked remarkably attractive. He could have been forty or he could have been twenty-five. His age was unknown. The white hair did not give him the sense of age it probably should have, if anything it made him look younger.
"Y-your…. face." the boy stuttered.
Slade reached for Robin's face and put his big hand on the boy's soft cheek, "Will you allow me to see yours?"
Robin backed away, "Slade, your not acting like you. You're being too nice, to gentle. Why? Are you trying to confuse me? Because it's working!"
Slade put his mask up against the tree and stood, his body posture had not changed like his attitude towards the boy had, and he still gave off the air of dominance and of power. "There is no need for masks in this place Robin. Granted I am acting different, I am treating you like a comrade instead of an enemy. I am asking that while you are here you do the same…."
Robin looked to him, he would reveal so much about himself if he did this…but Slade had done the same, it would equal the playing field for sure but if Robin removed his mask he also revealed Batman.
"If I take off my mask I reveal more then my own identity…. I can't risk that."
"You mean…Bruce Wayne? I wouldn't worry about it…I figured out his secret long before you…Richard." Slade said looking towards the sun's fiery, fading light.
Robin felt everything begin to unravel, "You know?"
"Of course I know. It isn't that hard to figure out. Think about it child, Robin appears the same time Richard Grayson is adopted into Wayne Manor? I'm surprised others haven't picked up on it…actually when you think about it…you revealed everything about The Bat when you became Robin."
Robin closed his open jaw and clenched his fists, he had known Slade would figure it out eventually, the man was a genius. Robin just hadn't thought it would be before he had even met the man. All this time Slade had known and not even bothered to try and use it against Robin or Batman. He would have to ask Slade why later. Robin stood and put his finger and thumbs to the corner of his mask. Was there a point in being Robin if Slade already knew about Richard? Robin didn't quit care. He peeled off his mask but kept his eyes tightly shut.
"That's it Richard…open them. Let me see who you are." Came Slade's soft voice
Robin knew once he opened his eyes he wouldn't be Robin anymore, he was afraid, what if Richard couldn't hold his own against this man…then again…Robin could barely hold his own. Robin took a breath and slowly opened his eyes. Slade greeted him up close and personal. Robin jerked back; he had not heard the man move!
Robin felt Slade's hand grab his wrist and he was pulled back from falling down the hill. Robin was breathing heavy and for a moment couldn't catch his breath. What was he doing? Things that were happening were not supposed to happen. Robin trusted this man, his enemy.
Slade looked upon him, the boy's eyes a dazzling ice blue. That would change when the boy killed for his first time but Slade loved the current color. His eyes with out the mask made him look much older.
Slade pulled the boy to him and started messaging his chest, trying to unruffel the confused and obviously upset Robin. This familiar sensation seemed to calm him, and Slade felt himself relaxing too. They had both taken a dangerous step, had Slade moved to quickly? He didn't know, but he was sure there was no going back.
"Robin…" The man spoke quietly, "The real reason I brought you to this place is because it is a place of truths and secrets. Anything that happens on this island is between you and I. No one will ever know. If there is anything that you wish to tell me or let me know, from you to me now is the time. Once we leave this place we will be enemies again, and I will not be able to treat you like I do now. Just like you cannot treat me like you are now. Anything we tell each other we will not forget but we will not be able to share with anyone else. Who I am, and what I look like will be with you in your mind…but to tell your friends will be quite impossible, there for consider everything we have learned about each other over this past week…. and make sure when you leave you have no regrets."
Robin realized for the first time why Slade had brought him out here, the man cared for him as much as a man with no heart could. Somewhere in all their battles and in all their fights something between them had formed. While in front of his friends Robin kept everything professional but those late night sessions where Slade had taunted him mercilessly, and all the time he had spent with the man as his apprentice, a bond had formed. A bond that neither had noticed until later, perhaps when the world had almost come to an end. They had disliked each other but in each other they both had found comfort and the ability to keep going.
Perhaps it was not love, but a respect for each other had been found. A trust had been formed even if the other would have killed the other if the chance appeared. It didn't make much sense but they both knew what the other wanted, it just depended on who made the first move. Robin realized by the way Slade was messaging him he had already laid a few cards on the table.
Robin looked at him, he was older, bigger, stronger, full of wisdom and years of experience. Robin had turned it down, turned it all down. He was sure he had made the right decision, but he felt like he should have at least tried to enjoy it. If only for a moment.
"Richard…" Slade said trying to bring him back from the jumble of thoughts that had just exploded in his mind. Robin had been staring at him but he had not really been looking. Robin wondered if he was really bold enough to do this. Did he have enough strength to suck up his pride and give in to this man, and to give in to his own desire? Was it desire? Or perhaps it was just curiosity. Robin had to know what he wanted; he placed shaking hands on Slade's face and for a moment hesitated.
But then he took a breath and leaned in, he felt the man's lips on his own, so warm and soft. Robin felt Slade gently take one of his small hands into his big warm hand and move it slowly to his broad shoulder. And he felt the man pick him up and move him to a laying position on his back. Robin was only slightly surprised to find himself reacting to this.
Robin and Slade still only had pants on and those pants were made of a think cotton material. It did not hide the fact that the two were heavily attracted to each other. Slade slowly and gently deepened the kiss. And rubbed his hands up and down Robin's chest, arms, stomach and even his thighs. Robin could tell Slade was holding back, so he wouldn't rush or possibly even overwhelm Robin with fear.
However, Robin was slowly getting a little bolder, he used his own hands to search and travel Slade's large, smooth and very warm chest. When Robin found a nipple he froze over it and played for a little while. This seemed to excite Slade a lot, which please Robin. The kissing had been going very well when all of the sudden Robin noticed one of Slade's fingers had hooked the top of his pants and was slowly, almost unnoticeably pulling them down. Robin smiled and a small chuckle escaped him.
He instantly bit back his laugh when Slade lifted up the elastic waistband and let it go so it made a nasty smacking noise on the boy's soft skin. "Behave." Slade said and with that went back to kissing the boy. Robin tried not to smile and fell back into his happy oblivion. Completely unaware of the fact he now could feel Slade's skin on his skin.
Slade trailed down Robin's jaw and neck to his shoulder and gently bit. Slade was pleasantly surprised when Robin reacted with a semi-violent hip thrust. A gasp escaped the boy's lips and Slade started to lick and suck at the spot that seemed so tender. Robin looked up into the sky, the moon had emerged and the stars had littered the sky.
The two were bathed in moonlight and Robin wondered if he would ever get this far with Starfire. As if to pull him back from his thoughts Slade bit him harder then before. Robin tried to jerk to a sitting position but Slade shoved him gently back down. "You move a lot." The man said as if Robin did not notice.
Robin said nothing but realized for the first time that they were both naked and he grew even more excited, all thoughts of the Titans and his city and of Bruce and of whether this was right or wrong escaped him and he gave in completely.
Slade rolled the boy over onto his stomach and he straddled Robin's ass, he did not enter. He was waiting for Robin to be at the peak of his arousal, which would lessen the pain for his first time. Slade leaned down and gently kissed the up the boy's back and each kiss caused a wave of shivers to rush through the Robin's body. The older man, as lightly as he could, brushed his lips across the boy's upper back, caressing every muscle and inch of flesh. Then he dragged his fingers so softly over the skin and up and around the boy's neck it almost felt like a tickle was moving under his skin.
Finally the time came and Slade was to ready to wait any longer, he leaned down next to Robin's ear and placed his hand on the boy's forehead pulling it back, "I am going to take you now Robin…it would be in your best interest to relax as much as you possibly can, and allow me to enter at my own speed. There is a very good chance this will hurt…so be prepared and what ever you do…. Do. Not. Tense up."
Releasing Robin's head he wondered what the boy was thinking, second thoughts perhaps? Slade hoped not, it was to late now. He reached for his pants and he pulled from his pocket a small bottle of lube. He was going an extra length to make it easy on the child; after all he wanted Robin to at least enjoy it as much as he could.
Slade gave a cruel smile and applied some of the lube to himself, and then he grabbed Robin by his hips and lightly jerked the boy up so his hips angled the ground at a decent angel. At the sudden movement Robin had made a small whimpering noise, Slade was really trying to control himself for Robin's sake but the noises the boy made seemed to make it harder and harder, in every sense of the word.
He spread Robin's cheeks and applied lube around Robin's ass, out of curiosity he set down the rest of the lube and slowly pushed one finger into the boy, he instantly felt Robin tighten up and Slade shook his head but smiled none the less, "Remember Robin relax…" He heard the boy moan and felt him quiver but after a few moments of silence Robin managed to make himself relax. Slade pulled out his one finger, add a little more lube and then got into position.
Reaching around, Slade took hold of Robin's shaft and was surprised to see that Robin was not only still hard but he was a rather nice size, if he kept growing he could end up having a very nice sized cock. Slade started pumping slowly, and as he did he put the tip of his own length slowly into Robin. He saw the boy's hands gripping at the long strands of grass and he smiled, Robin was taking it like a trooper.
He pushed in a little deeper and watched as Robin shivered and squirmed beneath him. Slade released the boy's length for now and took the boy's hips in his large hands. He slid in a little more and he heard Robin gasp and then he saw the boy turn his head so he was looking straight at the ground. "The first time always hurts the worst…. but give it a few moments…" Was all Slade could get out as he stopped and felt the boy's tight ass around his big throbbing cock. The boy was warm, slick, and extremely un-touched.
He had a lapse of control and pushed harder then he had intended and heard Robin let out a cry of uncomfort. Slade stopped and let the probably throbbing pain go down, then with the one last push Slade was all the way in, up to the hilt. He rocked back and fourth but did not remove it, Robin let him move, he simply lay there and took it. Slade was in ecstasy he started to pull out knowing the sooner he started pumping the sooner Robin could enjoy it.
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Robin could not believe the mixed feelings that swarmed his body, part pain, part pleasure. Slade had been merciful enough to go slow Robin's first time but as the man pulled out he felt there was a quicker pace the next time the man plunged into him. Robin gripped at the grass and realized that it hadn't hurt as much that time. He relaxed a lot as Slade withdrew and thrust in again, a rhythm was starting and as the pain slowly lifted Robin felt something else jab at his stomach. There was a slow amount of pleasure rising within him.
As Slade picked up the pace and started to actually fuck Robin, the boy realized he himself was climbing. All the sudden Robin felt one of Slade's hands leave his hip and engulfed his dick. As Slade pumped at him he thrust harder and deeper into the boy. Robin knew the feeling that was burning at him, he was close. Robin started breathing extremely heavy and he also started to sweat. Slade kept pounding and pumping and soon Robin could not control himself, he let out a grunt, his body stiffened and he exploded with pleasure. At the same time he heard a moan from behind and Robin actually felt Slade's cock pulsing as it released its load.
For a moment the two were froze in pure elation and everything had fallen silent and even the breeze seemed to have stopped. The release had drained them and as Slade pulled out he laid down to Robin's right and pulled the boy to him. Robin could not stay in that position another minute. He collapsed and found himself resting up against Slade.
Both sweating, both breathing heavy, and both satisfied beyond anything they could remember. They lay there beneath the stars, Slade had finally tamed his fire and Robin had finally escaped his cage. The two slept then, on and off. Robin awoke later and wondered if given the chance to go home would he even want to take it. But Slade pulled him close and he drifted back to sleep.
A/N: I know it is not a long scene, and it isn't that great of detail, but for my first slash scene I think it is really decent. Big thanks to Wynja who gave me a many great helpful hints. The next chapter will probably have more slash…sorry to those of you who wanted the waterfall scene but that would have been to complicated for Robin's first time.