Disclaimer: I really shouldn't have to say it, but I'm broke, which obviously means I don't own the Titans, nor anything else DC made.

Chapter 10: Lantern's Light

Landing on Derrick's front steps, they both rushed into the house as quickly as possible, knowing that there would be people following right behind them. Derrick locked the door with several different forms of locks before turning and sitting down on his chair, staring at the alien girl laying on his couch laughing. He quickly joined her laughter as it began to pick up in pace.

"Blackfire…" Derrick spoke in broken sentences between ragged breaths after the laughing fit. "You… really saved… me back there." He looked into her eyes lovingly. "I felt… guilty, yeah I'd say guilty suits it just fine, about using Lauren. I just couldn't be forceful about it. I'd break her, and who know's wh-" His words were cut off by Blackfire's lips on his own as she pulled him onto the couch, resting above her in a passionate embrace. Pulling away, she smiled. "Don't speak her name, Derrick. It's just you… and me now." Derrick quickly returned the kiss and the embrace.

For what seemed like hours, the two sat there, locked in a chaste but passionate kiss, enjoying the elating sense of completion that came with being so close to each other. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Derrick broke the lip lock and spoke. "We'd better continue this on a bed, Gend'an." Blackfire merely nodded as both stood up, still in something of an embrace, and walked to Derrick's room on the main floor.

The moment the door was closed, Derrick was already on the attack. He began by holding Blackfire's waist affectionately from behind while whispering promises into her ears that made her face burn. My Gend'an is a bit… lewd, isn't he? "You better… HAAA!" Derrick's lips lightly brushed against the back of Blackfire's neck, hitting what he found was her own personal 'sweet spot', earning a pleased gasp from the alien woman. Blackfire then finished her sentence. "-keep those promises, Gend'an. I wish my first to be memorable."

Derrick took a deep breath before reaching his hand into his pocket, pulling out something. "This will be a night you won't ever forget, Shina'filre." Blackfire gasped as Derrick slide his hand down her arm, passing across a very sensitive line of nerves at her shoulder before he did, and another gasp escaped her lips as something… cold… slid up her ring finger with his hand as he brought it back up and around her waist.

Blackfire lifted her hand to look at the ring, which shone every color of the rainbow while it moved through the light of Derrick's room. "It's beautiful…" She whispered with awe at the sheer allure of the ring. "I melted down the power rings in my basement and used that to make them. I'd collected them as a way to remember my…" He spoke sadly as he turned her around and looked deep in her eyes, holding her at arm's length and showing her his matching ring. "It's my way of saying that the past no longer matters… only the future."

Blackfire's response was a simple, chaste kiss. After all, she couldn't find words to express her feelings then.

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They had spent nearly an hour on foreplay, rubbing, licking, and sucking on each other in various places. Blackfire and Derrick both learnt many of their partner's weak spots and nuances, and they were now resting on the bed, taking a quick breather before beginning the main event. "I'm so glad I found you, Derrick Gara'filran." Blackfire spoke as she interlaced her ringed hand with Derrick's own. Unnoticed by both lovers was the soft hum that came as the two rings seemed to… resonate.

"As am I, Komand'r Shina'filre." A chaste kiss was laid upon Blackfire's lips, which continued for a few seconds before his tongue flitted across her lips, seeking entrance. The chaste kiss became a sensual one as the two battled withing each other's mouths for dominance, and Derrick positioned his hardened member near Blackfire's womanhood. "Are you ready?" Derrick asked his lover from but a hair's breadth from her mouth. "I was ready the moment we entered this room." The reply was all he needed as he thrust into her quickly, attempting to lessen the pain.

Derrick did not give his love enough credit though, as she had not even let a pained grunt go. She is tough, my Blackfire. But she need not hide her pain from me. "Can I move?" Derrick asked. With a ragged voice, Blackfire answered. "Yes. But be gentle."

Seconds passed, then minutes, as the two played on each other's senses, bringing that blissful sheet of white to their minds. And when both thought that they would die of pleasure, the climactic end hit and both their bodies when rigid in their orgasms. "I love you… Gend'an…" Both murmured simultaneously in their drowsy state as they fell into a spooning position and slept.

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As both slept, the humming of the rings grew louder and louder. It continued until, when one would thing the hum would wake even the dead, Derrick's ringed hand slid above Blackfire's Ringed hand. A blinding flash of light filled the room that moment, and when it died down, a small infant lay under their arms, nestled into Blackfire's stomach.

A/N: Yes, I skimped on the sex scenes. If you've honestly read this hoping for Sex, too bad. The ONLY reason it was mixed into here was because it was part of the plot. Anyways, as always, Read and Review. Peace and Love, I'm out.

Oh, and to mention the Tamaranian phrases. Gara'filran translates to 'My Beacon of Hope' and Shina'filre translates to 'Love of my Heart'. They are phrases I coined personally, meant to be the Tamaranian equivalent to Husband and Wife.