"Good morning, Robin."
Robin jumped. How long had he been staring out into nothingness? How long had Slade been watching? Robin had slept almost instantly to the rhythmic sound of the rain storm, but it seemed as if he had no sleep at all.
"Good morning, Slade." Robin replied spitefully.
"Now, now, we'll have to work on your tone..." Had Robin the ability to see through Slade's mask, he was almost certain that, at that sentence, Slade would be smirking. "Such anger... there's no reason to be upset... it seems the Titans are getting on fine without you after all."
Robin leaped out of bed, his socks nearly tripping on the wooden floor. "What have you done to them?!"
"Oh, nothing, Robin. In fact, I'm insulted you'd even imply such a thing. I've recieved word from an... acquaintance of mine that they fought brilliantly last night without you. Not that that's stopping them from trying to contact you."
"What are you hiding, Slade? Spill it!"
"My, my... so early in the morning and you still find the energy to challenge me. If you must know, I've taken the liberty of disabling your tracking devices after several attempts to message you."
Robin glared with the utmost poision in his expression. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" He asked slowly.
"These games we play are too good to ignore. I didn't trust you to keep me a secret. They can't know where you are, otherwise they might just ruin my fun." He paused. "Come now, Robin... the time will come when you will have to accept that I will not let you go... you should stop being afraid of me... I won't hurt you, Robin...in fact, my goal is to make you... trust... me more."
Slade ran a hand down Robin's chest. Robin jumped back. "What the hell?"
"Sit, boy." Slade purred soothingly. Terrified, Robin watched Slade's hand go under the material of Robin's shirt. He stuttered and tried to speak, but Slade spoke before he tried. "Shush, Robin. Stay silent... yesss..." Forefully, the shirt was taken off.
"I will not hurt you..." he repeated.
A/N: having a bit of difficulty making this romance work physically so far, as a few of you know, so please please please please PLEASE don't hesitate to give me tips, ideas, or scenerios, you might have. Reviews are extremely appreciated, as you all know, because I email you all. ^ ^
Robin jumped. How long had he been staring out into nothingness? How long had Slade been watching? Robin had slept almost instantly to the rhythmic sound of the rain storm, but it seemed as if he had no sleep at all.
"Good morning, Slade." Robin replied spitefully.
"Now, now, we'll have to work on your tone..." Had Robin the ability to see through Slade's mask, he was almost certain that, at that sentence, Slade would be smirking. "Such anger... there's no reason to be upset... it seems the Titans are getting on fine without you after all."
Robin leaped out of bed, his socks nearly tripping on the wooden floor. "What have you done to them?!"
"Oh, nothing, Robin. In fact, I'm insulted you'd even imply such a thing. I've recieved word from an... acquaintance of mine that they fought brilliantly last night without you. Not that that's stopping them from trying to contact you."
"What are you hiding, Slade? Spill it!"
"My, my... so early in the morning and you still find the energy to challenge me. If you must know, I've taken the liberty of disabling your tracking devices after several attempts to message you."
Robin glared with the utmost poision in his expression. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" He asked slowly.
"These games we play are too good to ignore. I didn't trust you to keep me a secret. They can't know where you are, otherwise they might just ruin my fun." He paused. "Come now, Robin... the time will come when you will have to accept that I will not let you go... you should stop being afraid of me... I won't hurt you, Robin...in fact, my goal is to make you... trust... me more."
Slade ran a hand down Robin's chest. Robin jumped back. "What the hell?"
"Sit, boy." Slade purred soothingly. Terrified, Robin watched Slade's hand go under the material of Robin's shirt. He stuttered and tried to speak, but Slade spoke before he tried. "Shush, Robin. Stay silent... yesss..." Forefully, the shirt was taken off.
"I will not hurt you..." he repeated.
A/N: having a bit of difficulty making this romance work physically so far, as a few of you know, so please please please please PLEASE don't hesitate to give me tips, ideas, or scenerios, you might have. Reviews are extremely appreciated, as you all know, because I email you all. ^ ^