Looky here, already getting another chapter. See? I can be nice.

Sometimes.

And I am doing it while watching Inception. Again. The fourth time today. Leave me be.

Anyway, I just decided on a whim to write this up. I must say, I totally had another thing in mind for this chapter but I decided I liked this better. I was also going to go further, but then there would be no cliffy. That would not be right.

And I promise to not post for a million years and make you all on your toes. Muahaha.

Nah, I kid. I'm not that mean! Also, this fic will definitely be changing to M soon.

Enjoy!

The rest of the Titans had left about an hour ago, and Starfire was getting ready for bed. She stepped into her soft pink silk – and revealing – nightgown and crawled into bed, waiting for Robin. She and Robin had been residing in her room together ever since the first time he stayed, and it had come to the point where he kept some clothing in it.

Only seconds later the door opened. Robin moved inside the door and let it slide shut quietly. He smiled over at his girlfriend and went to her dresser, opening up one of his drawers to get ready for bed.

She smiled at his back. "I trust that you enjoyed yourself at the party?"

He nodded while he was sifting through the drawer. "Yeah, it was nice. I guess it's good to get together every now and again." He pulled out a pair of track pants and changed into them quickly.

Starfire made a sound of agreement. "Cyborg and Beast Boy did a glorious job with the planning."

Both fell into silence as Robin crawled into bed next to his girlfriend, in a sitting position. He picked her up slightly to put an arm around her and place her torso against him. He began to play with a lock of her fiery auburn hair. "That was nice, what you did for Jinx. I knew she didn't feel pretty comfortable with us yet."

She nodded against his chest. She glanced up at him, slightly condescendingly. "You did not help with that."

He raised an eyebrow at her from behind his mask.

She sighed and continued. "She mentioned you. I explained to her how you are weary of new heroes, especially after the incident of Terra. I believe she understood, but was still somewhat unsure of her place. Please, Robin, I ask of you to help her feel more welcome."

He looked down at her for a moment, and then sighed and nodded slowly. "All right." He let out a breathy laugh. "You definitely have me wrapped around your finger, Star."

She cocked her head.

He chuckled and waved it off. "Nevermind. Slang." He continued to play with her hair, now switching to running his hands through its length. He closed his eyes and felt himself become slightly aroused by her purring.

Starfire's hand began to crawl up Robin's bare chest as she nuzzled her face into him. "Mm, you have quite nice muscles, Robin."

He laughed and blushed lightly. "Thanks. You have nice…everything."

She giggled. She let her hands continue to roam up and down his chest, causing him to close his eyes and lean his head against the headboard. He moaned deep in his throat when her hand went lower, caressing the rim of his pants.

Robin opened her eyes and grabbed her hands, sitting up straighter so she had to sit as well. He gently laid her back on the bed, her head closer to the end of the bed as he slowly lowered his body on her.

"Mmm…" Starfire let her eyes flutter closed as he gently squeezed her backside with both hands. She lifted up her arms so as to tell him to remove her nightgown.

He spent no time hesitating, quickly pulling the piece of silk off of her and throwing it to the floor carelessly; she was left in a pair of lacey white underwear, as well as a bra to match.

She smiled at him as he ogled her. "Are you doing the liking of what you see?"

Instead of replying, he gave her a wicked grin. He pounced on her, his mouth attached to hers in an instant. He gently probed open her mouth with his tongue, letting it slide into her mouth as she copied his actions.

Starfire brought her knees up so Robin was able to easily nestle in between her legs as he let his hands roam. He ran them up her stomach and to her breasts, gently squeezing them through the fabric of her bra.

He moved his hands from her breasts to the back of her back, following the fabric of the bra to lead him to the clasp. He looked up at her for her reaction. She simply smiled in a saucy manner and lifted her back slightly to make it easier.

He wasn't going to tell her how nice her cleavage looked from her doing that. He felt for the clasp, taking a moment to break it apart. After a little wrestling with the tiny hooks, he was able to allow it to roam free from her back. He began to take down the straps of the bra down her arms, but she held tight.

He gave her a questioning look. "Star?"

She smiled shyly and began to slowly remove the bra and fell back on the bed, the recently deserted piece of clothing lying next to her nightgown, on the floor.

Robin took her in, only becoming more aroused. He looked at her through lust-filled eyes. "You're beautiful." He gently squeezed on breast, causing her eyes to flutter close. He moved down to gently put his mouth in place of his hand.

She moaned quietly as she ran her hands through his ebony hair and arched her back into him. "Oh X'hal, Robin…"

He grinned against her and removed himself from her chest, causing a protesting groan come out of Starfire. He moved back up to attach his mouth to hers while moving his hand down and in between her legs.

She moved her legs wider by instinct, allowing him to rub the outside of her underwear. She let out a throaty moan and bent her head back, causing her to lose lip contact with him. He began to finger the outside of the fabric, not yet ready to place them inside the underwear.

She wriggled impatiently, causing him to chuckle as he moved and brought his fingers inside of her.

"Oh!" Her whole body arched back and she gripped the sheets on either side of her, beginning to pant heavily.

Robin fell against her as he worked, placing hot kisses on her stomach. He nuzzled her and then moved harder.

Before he knew it, he was under her.

Starfire had grabbed his hand away and bent down to kiss him. She moved down and grabbed both sides of the waistband of his pants, working them down his legs so he was only glad in a pair of red boxers. She crawled her way back on top of him.

She kissed and sucked on his neck. She gently bit him, causing him to take in a breath as he pressed a hand against her back, pulling her closer against him. He rubbed himself against her, causing a long moan to come from Starfire as she buried her head in his neck.

He ran a hand down her side and to her underwear, and gently tugged at the edge.

"Stop."

He stared at her for a time, and then removed his hand. She rolled off of him to lay on her back, looking at the ceiling.

Robin lifted his elbow to prop him up as he turned to his side. "You all right, Star?"

"Remember our terms." She continued to look at the ceiling.

Robin's eyes widened as he realized. "Ah shit, Star. I'm sorry. I totally forgot since things were kinda hazy…"

She nodded in understanding, and then turned her head to look at him. "Yes. I did for a while as well. But we have our terms, and if you wish to take that step then you know what you must do."

They stared at each other for a long time. Robin sighed and sat up. He bit his lip and looked down at the comforter, his face thoughtful. He turned his masked eyes up to her. "I-I think I'm ready."

Starfire sat up as well, using a sheet to cover her chest. "You are?"

He nodded. He looked at her once again. "But…that means sharing everything with you, Star. I…it's hard. You know me."

She looked down and nodded. "Yes, I do." She looked up. "If you are only doing this to have-"

"No." His eyes were hard behind the mask, his lips set in a line. "I would not do something like that just for sex, Star."

She nodded quickly, not wishing to get into an argument. "I apologize, Robin. I should not have said that."

He nodded once and looked at a point on the wall. "All right…I can do this. You deserve it." He sighed. "We've been together for a good time now, and it's only fair." He continued to look on, not moving an inch.

She moved her eyes to him, calculation. She could sense the hesitation. "Perhaps…if I shared my story with you first, you shall become more comfortable?"

He turned to her, a small smile forming on his face. "Yeah, that'd make things easier. Only if you want to, though. I don't want to force you just because I'm being a chicken."

She shook her head. "You are not being the 'chicken'; such a thing as your identity is difficult to reveal in your case. I understand. And I wish to share this with you. X'hal knows if I will be up to it again." He let out on breathy laugh to calm her nerves.

He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side, curious. Why would she be nervous? The way she acted and how she speaks of her culture – nothing too bad could've happened. Besides the Gordanians taking her to whatever place she was meant to go, but they had saved her.

Starfire let out a long breath, looking up at him. Her eyes were sad. "Robin…I fear if I tell you this, you will not look at me the same. All I ask is that you keep your mind open."

His eyes narrowed, now becoming beyond curious.

Starfire bit her lip. "I am not sure where to begin. I trust that you remember the Gordanians, yes?"

He nodded.

She nodded back in confirmation. "I had said I was a prize for the Citadel. The Gordanians are bounty hunters, paid to bring me back there."

He raised both eyebrows. Wait, back? That was new.

She sighed and cast her eyes down. "When I was younger…my people were at war with a race known at the Citadel. This race was ruthless and ruled with coercion over many neighboring planets. When they came to attack my planet, they seemed to know our every move…they seemed to know everything. This caused a treaty to be born, to keep our race safe from their evils." She bit her lip. "This treaty had asked for a sacrifice, one of which my father had to choose…and he chose me."

His eyes widened. Why would someone's own father sacrifice them?

She let out a breath. "I was told I would be treated as a prisoner of war, and that it was the best for my planet. Once they had come to my planet in order to detain me, their ferocity had me in fear and I asked my father to reconsider. Of course, he would not listen. He was only interested in our planet; he saw us – as in his children – as tools. That was the reason to have us.

"My time in the Citadel is hard for me to speak of, and I ask you to listen and think thoroughly before you react. When I was brought to the Citadel…my sister was there. I had thought that they had captured her as well, but this was not the case."

Her eyes grew dark. "She was the reason for the Citadel. She had done the selling out of our people. I had soon found that she was my master. She had given me over to those…creatures…and led them to do many things to me. I was to become their slave, do what they desire. This was not the part of the badness."

She shuddered before she continued. "She…also had them torture me in unspeakable ways." She turned her eyes on him. "Please do not ask me to illustrate further."

Before he could respond, she had turned her eyes from him once again.

She cleared her throat to keep it from breaking. "They had tortured me and…oh X'hal, please do not become angry…" She took a shuddering breath. "And raped me."

He took in a sharp breath.

Her shape was gently shaking, though she paid no heed. She shut her eyes tightly to block out everything, wanting to stop. She had to go on, though; she had confirmed she would tell him. If she did not, then what right would she have to ask of him the same? "The Citadel had continuously done this…I was so young…I-Oh X'hal." She bit her lip. "I am fearful to tell you how I escaped."

If she had looked up at him, she would have seen his face turn deathly pale with a look of horror plastered on his face.

This is exactly why she refused to.

"I had…I was so angry, Robin. I had to…Oh X'hal." She took in a few deep breaths as tears descended down her face "I-I killed him." Her voice was so soft he barely heard it, but when he did he was, least to say, surprised.

He never thought that she was capable of something like that.

But he wasn't mad.

No, he actually felt a sickening pride build in his stomach. Those bastards. They had touched her. They had raped her.

He ground his teeth and clenched his fists, his eyes hard. He knew better than to interrupt her during this, because he knew he would most likely blow up, and she didn't need that. Not right now. Best to keep under control.

She took in a breath and let it out. "My sister caught me before I was able to leave, and was to have me executed." She closed her eyes. "This did not happen due to a race known as the Psions. They are a race of scientists that find beings as test subjects for their labs rather than a living soul. They had captured Komand'r and I…oh, I apologize. Komand'r is Blackfire, her Tamaranean name. I am Koriand'r." At this point her voice was breaking with every sentence, tears running down her cheeks and landing on the bed.

"They had…performed experiments. Th-they wished to find out how much energy could be put in a Tamaranean's body before it…combusted." She gave a shaky sigh. "The experiments were unbearable. They forced energy into our systems, causing me to feel my body tearing apart." She let out a bittersweet smile. "But…there is the lining of silver." She choked on a sorrowful laugh. "It is how I gained my starbolts. Komand'r and I are the only ones with such a thing.

"I used this new power to escape from their planet, and I…" She bit her lip. "I saved my sister. I could not bear to leave her in there, no matter how she acted toward me. It was not in my nature. I quickly learned my lesson, though; she had the Gordanians take me to the Citadel once again to be executed."

She swallowed hard. "And that is when I met you." She turned her eyes to him, trying to smile through her tears.

She frowned deeper at his expression.

He was completely blank, except for the small amount of anger written on his face. She could see him grit his teeth, and imagined his eyes cold behind the mask.

She began to become worried. Has she scared him away? Would he send her away?

"R-Robin?"

He did not answer and simple crawled into the bed, turning away from her. She looked at his back sadly. "Robin? Please, speak…" She began to breath heavily.

"Go to sleep."

She stiffened. His voice was hard, cold. It was a tone he had not used with her before. She hugged herself. "Please –"

"Go. To. Sleep."

She did not argue this time, crawling quickly next to his back. She put an arm on his.

He scooted away.

She shut her eyes tightly, allowing her to cry herself to sleep.

I actually wasn't too happy with this. I felt like I needed to put more emotion in the whole past thing, but that's all coming next chapter. Pretty much here, Dick is trying to restrain himself (because we all know what happens when he doesn't, and we don't want him to screw up their relationship), and that is why I kept him emotionless. Well, not completely emotionless, but at least unreachable.

Remember when I said that this was going to be a light fic with no dark plot and whatnot? Well, that's not a complete lie. After we get through her and his pasts, then it will go back to being light. Promise. This is crucial, though. They need to share this before their first time, therefore the darkness. Because we all know that when we tell Starfire's past, there's no way to not make it dark.

Anyway, Read and Review!