Disclaimer: I do NOT own Teen Titans. If I did, the show would not be airing on cartoon network, and there would be a lot more nudity.

Pairing: Slade/Robin

Warning: SLASH

A/N: This drabble is for vampireprincess248, who asked for this idea a while ago, and it was just sitting in my folder, I decided to write it tonight, so I hope you enjoy it.

Date-universe, a few weeks after the last chapter.

Robin couldn't help but grin to himself, while he looked out the window of the small black convertible, that Slade had finally sprung for. The man was currently driving said car, while the hero was sitting in the passenger seat, keeping a close eye on the road. He never knew where they were going, the bastard sitting next to him had a tight lip when he wanted to surprise the teen. It bugged the hell out of him. Robin was very observant, but Slade always managed to surprise him.

"Your unusually quiet." Slade commented, his eyes still on the road. Not that he was a bad driver, but the hero was wearing extremely tight pants, and he didn't want to be distracted, because then there might be an accident.

"Just thinking."

"Of?"

"Oh, nothing." Robin smirked at the man, who arched an eyebrow. The hero had that tone…the one that almost made Slade worry. "At least, nothing you should worry about." he added, with a leer.

Now Slade knew something was up.

As they were at a stop light, the mercenary decided to look at Robin, and regretted it instantly. The teen, who he knew was brave and bold, at least when he was horny enough, was sitting rather innocently in the seat. Well, if you call the hands under his red shirt, pinching his own nipples innocent. Especially when the hero arched back and moaned in a way that had Slade instantly hard.

That brat, Slade growled.

"Robin." The man warned, the light turning green and the car began forward.

"What?" Robin asked innocently, before gasping as he palmed his clothed crotch. "God…"

"Robin." Slade said through clenched teeth, keeping his eyes on the road. The villain had more control than that.

"Slaaaade." The hero moaned out, and the man heard a zipper be undone. That fucking tease.

The mercenary couldn't very well stop the teen, now could he? Unless they wanted to get in an accident, of course. That wasn't really on the man's to-do list…unless that 'to-d0' list had Robin on the top…then…well…maybe…

"You'll be one sore little boy in the morning if you don't stop." Slade threatened, still not looking at the teen.

"Promise?" Robin said in the man's ear, and Slade suddenly feared for his life. They had just driven on to the highway, and, thankfully there were only a few cars, since it was rather late at night.

The villain's relief only lasted a few moments.

"Robin!" Slade hissed, as his zipper was undone and the hero began to palm his half-hard shaft. The man gripped the steering wheel with one hand and tried to push Robin off of him at the same time, while trying to concentrate on the road.

He'd never know how the hero managed to free his cock so fast.

"But, Slade…I want to suck you…"

"Cease this behaviour or you'll know the definition of abstinences."

Robin only grinned at him though. "Guess I better get my fill now." and promptly went down on him.

Slade let loose a groan, out of pleasure or frustration, he didn't know. Over the months, Robin had mastered the art of sucking him off, especially with so much time to practice, something both of them enjoyed. Not, however, when they were driving, and down a highway to boot.

The man wouldn't deny that he was rather turned on by the act, it was just naughty enough to have fun. But, he was seriously worried about getting into an accident. Not that Robin cared, apparently. He was just having fun washing the man's cock with his tongue.

Slade thrust his hips upwards, his mind obviously not agreeing with his body, as he was already leaking pre-cum. Robin made sure to include his balls as well, a guilty pleasure the man wasn't too proud of, he just loved his sacs being sucked, it drove him crazy, something that Robin knew, and at the moment, took advantage of.

They almost drove into a ditch.

"Brat." Slade growled, when the car had been pulled over to the side of the road.

Robin let go of his favourite toy, to look up and grin at the man. Slade narrowed his eye and pulled the boy into his lap, pushing his jeans and boxers down enough that his shaft and entrance were free.

"Mmmm." Robin moaned in his ear, grinding up against him. His little bird really was horny today. "What happened to abstinent?"

"I've come up with a better punishment." Slade smirked, reaching over and opening the dashboard, grabbing the small bottle of lotion he kept in there. It helped to be prepared, even though they had never done it in a car before.

"Oh really? Do tell." The hero said, but couldn't help gasp when finger entered him. "Slade!" the man had hit his prostate.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be able to cum later on at the mere mention of it." Another finger was added and they started thrusting upwards quickly. The man quickly prepared his own shaft, before removing the fingers and lining up the teen's entrance.

"Ohhh god…."

"Yes, that's right, moan for me, you little tease." He buried himself to the hilt in one thrust, making Robin throw his head back and scream at the intensity of it.

They set a fast pace, and the hero had to grab on to the steering wheel for support, he was being fucking so brutally. All he could do was take it. Slade was determined to teach him a lesson, not like the teen didn't love every minute of it.

"You like that? You like my big hard cock inside of your tight hole?"

"Yes….god yes…" Robin cried out, feeling so close.

"Prove it." Slade said, pushing into the lithe body on top of him hard and fast, his own release rising. "Come for me. Scream out your pleasure."

Robin didn't need any help from the man's hand, because he came only moments later, riding his wave with a cry on his lips. Slade came second afterwards, making the hero flow into another, although dry, orgasm.

They sat still and panted, the teen laying heavily against his lovers chest, all spent. He felt the man's cock soften inside of him, and made to move to the other side of the seat, but Slade, as if by magic, moved him to the back seat.

"What are you doing?" Robin breathed out.

"We have yet to test out the backseat, I plan to rectify that." Slade smirked, his cock thickening in renewed interest. "Then we might try outside on top of the car hood, and then, perhaps, the top of the trunk."

Robin only groaned, but from Slade sinking into him again or the promise of more sex, they didn't know.

A/N: Poor Robin, he's gonna have one hell of a time trying to fight crime with a limp, especially when Slade is done with him. Never play with fire, unless your willing to get burned.

Remember, drabble ideas are welcomed.

Love

Jayto.