Merry Christmas Lilith Blackthorne369! You were one of those that asked for a story-line I wouldn't DARE to write unless requested, but had SOOOOO much fun writing!
This is the second of three "Terms"-stories, taking place after "Back where I belong"!
And Lilith, sorry… I know you suggested 'Aishiteru' for the title, but when this one plopped into my head… it was just too good not to use… I think it's my favorite title ever…:
Bets, Balls and Beyond
"I bet you can't hit the bull's eye from here."
"Pfftt… I could hit that blindfolded." Speedy snorted at his boyfriend.
"While I'm sucking you off?" Red suggested.
Speedy narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"What are the stakes?"
"If you hit it, you'll get to top for a month."
Speedy smirked. "No deal, I like that we switch… How about I'll get to decide who tops for a month?"
"Deal."
"Waaaaait… what if I should miss?"
"Then you'll have to do something Robin did for Slade."
Speedy's suspicions rose.
"Something sexual?"
"Kinda… a bit…"
"Will I like it?"
"Nope."
"Would you do it?"
"No way!" the thief grinned.
"Would Slade?"
That question made Red giggle hysterically.
"Well, what is it?"
"A surprise…"
"There's no way I would agree to do something you know I wouldn't like!" Speedy snorted and crossed his arms.
"'Course you can't like it, then what would be the point? It won't hurt and besides… you're so afraid of losing?"
Speedy muttered and drew an arrow.
"I won't miss."
Robin was studying a blueprint with his head in Slade's lap, as the peace and quiet was broken.
"You missed!"
"You cheated!"
"I did not!"
"You did!"
"Did not!"
"Did!"
"Did not!"
"Did!"
"Did not!"
"Did!"
"Sounds like the kids are home…" Slade sighed, putting his own research aside on the coffee table.
"How come they moved out months ago, and we still get to listen to their arguments?" Robin asked tiredly.
"Because we haven't killed them yet." Slade answered blankly, but a smirk told Robin he was joking.
"Yeah… we might have to fix that…" Robin grinned back before the door burst open.
"Mommy! Daddy! We're hoooooome!" Red declared, already in the middle of the room.
"Oh, get tired of that joke already!" Robin muttered as he sat up. "What do you want?"
"He cheated!" Speedy exclaimed, pointing at his boyfriend.
"Oh?" Robin asked calmly, having a quiet fantasy where he banged the red head's skulls together. Repeatedly.
"We made a bet!" Red defended himself.
"You cheated!"
"You missed the target!"
"A blowjob does NOT involve FINGERING!" Speedy yelled at the top of his voice.
The room turned very quiet.
"Well, it doesn't! Does it, Robin?" the archer desperately asked.
"Well, it… can be a nice… touch…" Robin mumbled, cheeks tinted pink.
The room exploded again, until Slade coughed. The quiet sound was enough to get everybody's attention.
"May I ask what the bet was about?"
Speedy told him, blushing.
Robin tensed.
"You didn't!" he turned to Slade. "Tell me you didn't tell Red X about… about…?"
"We were merely discussing disguises, and… well…" Slade looked uncomfortable, a very weird look for him. Red X snickered.
"Yeah, don't get all steamed up… Robinne…"
The room turned very cold. Red and Speedy glanced at each other and took a step back, not wanting to be caught in Robin's glare.
"Mum?" Red started carefully "You're not gonna dump dad over this, are you? I swear it just slipped out, but you looked gorgeous, and-"
"YOU SHOWED HIM THE PICTURES!?" Robin snarled, even making Slade jump slightly.
"Ops." Red whispered.
"Way to go, dumbass." Speedy muttered and cuffed his boyfriend on the back of his head.
"Hey, pretty girls should not hit their beaus!"
"You won't have any 'beaus' left after Robin and Slade is done with you…" the archer smirked threateningly.
"What? What did I do?" Red asked innocently.
"Lost the bet for one." Robin growled, still staring daggers at Slade.
"What? No! He missed!" Red complained.
"I agree with the thief." Slade smirked and leaned back in the couch. "Speedy lost."
"What do you mean? Speedy is right, a blow job does not imply the use of fingers." Robin crossed his arms.
"But they didn't say he couldn't…" Slade argued. "And I'm sure he didn't just use his mouth before the actual fingering. If hands were against the rules, Speedy had time to stop him."
"I'm confused…" Red whispered to Speedy. "Is this, like, 'the talk? I've never got one."
Robin didn't hear the comment, thankfully, and only snorted at Slade.
"He used an unfair advantage. I bet even you couldn't do it!"
"What do you mean, you lost?" an upset Speedy asked a fuming Robin.
"Don't… even… ask…"
"So what's the damage, then?" Speedy wanted to know.
"We both have to do it…"
"WHAT!?"
"Just… shut up… I need to think of a way to kill either myself or Slade by the twenty-second."
"What's then?" Roy was now pretty pale.
"The mayor's Christmas ball." Robin murmured darkly.
It was two rather grumpy ex-Titans who looked at each other after their little makeover session on the 'big night'.
"I can't believe I'm doing this again…" Robin sighed, tugging at his ice-blue dress.
"At least you look hot!" Speedy muttered.
"I know! Don't you think THAT'S humiliating? To look good as a GIRL?" Robin growled. "Besides, you don't look half bad yourself…" he added, now smirking, and looked the archer up and down.
It was true, though. The team from Salon LiToJe had been called in again and done a fantastic job on the both of them. Speedy's transformation had, however, taken slightly longer. His hair was too short for extensions, like Robin had, so the boy had to wear a wig. It was of exceptional quality, though, and even Robin thought it looked real. The color was, obviously, red, as both Speedy and his boyfriend had insisted on it. There had been some argument over the color of the dress, however.
"You can't wear red with that hair color!" one of the team had said. This was something new to Speedy, who had been in red for all of his hero life. He didn't believe it and he didn't like it. Finally they managed to get him to agree to green, a dark forest green that made his skin and eyes shine. Where Robin's dress was rather clingy, Speedy, with his bulkier arms and wider shoulders, had more to conceal… and expose…
"Can't believe they gave you D-cups…" Robin muttered, glaring at a big chunk of the teen that hadn't been there before.
"Jealous?" Speedy smirked.
"Shut up." Robin snorted and studied the archer again. He really looked like a girl… the wide flowing sleeves of the dress and its long, flowing skirt with a marked waist gave him all the right shapes and hid the wrong. The D-cups, though, had been necessary, Robin grudgingly agreed, to balance the whole picture. He turned towards the mirror and glared at himself. The team had been bolder this time, and the light blue fabric clung to his ass and chest like a second skin, while cleverly making his muscled stomach look softer. It was full length but had slits up the sides, exposing far too much leg and way too much lacy stay-ups, when he moved. Robin envied Speedy the other's skirt.
"Ow!" the archer cried out, making Robin whip around.
"What? What happened?"
"I was trying to scratch my nose… damn, these things are deadly!" he complained, glaring at his fake nails like they were trying to kill him.
"Try heels…" Robin snorted gestured down at his shoes.
"I wasn't allowed… that would make me taller than Red…" Speedy grinned, very happy to be in flats.
Robin started to chuckle and soon Speedy joined in.
"Oh, man… I bet-" Speedy started.
"No more bets, Roy!" Robin exclaimed and slammed a hand over his mouth. "Have you any idea what they would make us do if we lost again?"
Speedy shuddered.
"No, but I know it would be bad… that is; worse." he said. "Sooo…" he added… "did you make Slade pay for this?"
Robin blushed a bit.
"Well, I lost fair and square… Sure, I tried to cut him off, but the man is so damn convincing when he wants' something… You?"
"…Red is sneaky…" Speedy mumbled and blushed as well.
"I'm ashamed of us." Robin frowned. "I wish there was something…" his face suddenly lit up in an evil smirk.
"Oh, I love that expression!" Speedy grinned. "Spill!""
"Well… it might be slightly embarrassing…" Robin started.
"I'm already as embarrassed as I'm gonna get!" Speedy said decisively.
"Okay… let's not make this fun for them. Let's just act like we don't care… and flirt like crazy."
"With them?"
"With everybody!" Robin snickered. "Let's get them so hard they can't walk, and then have some fun on our own… what do you say?"
"That I'm suddenly looking forward to tonight…" Speedy grinned.
Robin was prepared to see Slade as Dominic, but still had to swallow a gasp as the man walked in a while later in his black tux. The sound Speedy made, though, was rather disturbing. Robin glanced over at his former teammate and saw that he was gaping and spluttering like a fish out of water.
"That's… that's Slade?"
Robin couldn't help but chuckle and nod.
"But… but he has two eyes! And he's blond! And he has two eyes! And no beard! And he has two-"
"Yes, yes… get over it. He doesn't look that amazing…" Robin grinned, winking at Slade who looked mildly affronted.
"Hot damn!" Red stood in the door, looking as dumbstruck as Speedy did. Suddenly Speedy found himself swept up and thoroughly kissed.
"Hey, you are ruining the makeup!" Speedy protested, blushing slightly.
"And you are making me wish I was straight… well… sorta… " Red grinned.
"Shut up, penguin!" Speedy grinned.
"Hey, I'm handsome!" Red insisted, brushing the front of his jacket.
"I must say he cleans up very well…" Robin agreed from behind them.
"Thanks mum! I'm having naughty thoughts about you too…" Red X smirked, and got his head slapped by his boyfriend. "What? I'm having naughty thoughts about all of us…" he tried to defend himself.
Sitting in the stretched limo on their way to the ball, Speedy suddenly thought of something.
"Errr… guys? We do have invitations, right?"
Robin snickered.
"Yes, Dominic has received invitations for every major even in the city since our little 'visit' last year…"
"Yeah, but what about us? We ain't exactly got any fancy cover…" Red said.
"Oh, please try to speak English better than that tonight…" Robin shuddered. "And you do. Dominic's secretary arranged it."
"Who?" Speedy looked as Slade, confused.
"Oh, just one of my alter ego's employees. I've actually never met her." He reached inside his jacket and withdrew four, rather garish, cards. "Here you go."
"Thanks dad." Red grinned.
"And none of that! I expect to use my Dominic-alias for a long time, and I don't want any unwanted questions to be asked tonight, is that clear?" As Red nodded, Slade continued "Speedy is to be presented as Robin's, that is Robinne's, cousin, and you, Red, is her date. Did you agree on names yet?"
"Lily Grayson and Alex Rider." Speedy muttered. At Robin's raised eyebrow he pouted. "What? Lily is a nice name, and I just can't make Red remember any other first name but his own anyway…"
"Well, I wanted to be Horace Wilbur Nickelback the Third!" Red muttered.
"And I told you that you just won't remember that name, and you can't just steal the name of your favorite group, kay?"
"But being forced to call myself by the name of your favorite book-character, that's okay?" Red snorted. "Besides, I can steal anything I want…" he sulked
"No, you can't!"
"Yes, I can!"
"No, you can't!
"Yes, I-"
"Enough." Slade said firmly. The man had let the teens go on for this long because his lovely date had been running his hand over his thighs, which had distracted him a bit.
Speedy, catching Robin's eye and understanding the quick wink, turned to his boyfriend.
"Alex Rider sounds sexy, though…" he smiled suggestively, and pressed himself closer to his boyfriend, who immediately bought the act and melted.
It was a good thing that they were about to pull up to the banquet hall or the windows of the car would soon be suspiciously steamy.
As they arrived, Robin took Slade's arm and Speedy, getting the hint, didn't fuss when Red, grinning, offered his. Walking up the wide stairway with it's red carpet, flashes from cameras going off, Speedy felt like he was about to be found out any moment. Amazingly the yells of "that's a dude!" never came. Speedy didn't know quite how to feel about that… could he really pass for a girl?
Inside, in the foyer, servants took their coats, and offered them welcome drinks. Both the boys in dresses felt slightly better when they had something to sip on, especially as they stepped into the main hall, and almost all eyes was drawn to them.
They had barely taken a few steps when a very exited voice called out to them.
"Robinne! Darling!"
Robin dug his fake nails into Slade's arm as a taste of the punishment the man would eventually receive for what Robin was about to go through. The boy plastered a sweet smile on his face as the woman descended on him and kissed his cheeks.
"Rose, what a lovely surprise!" Robin said, hoping he sounded sincere.
"Oh, I'm so honored that you remember me!" the other trilled, looking around to make sure as many as possible heard it too.
"How could I forget? It was a very special night after all…" Robin smiled. "This is Lily Grayson, my cousin. Lily, this is Rose Blanc. Tell me Rose, are your friends here as well? Please reintroduce us, I'm afraid their names has suddenly slipped my mind…" They hadn't. Robin's enormous catalogue of a brain remembered Alexandra Bixby, Susan Ainsworth and Anna Montague very well, but it wouldn't hurt to make Rose feel even more special.
"Oh, yes! Please, come, both of you, let's talk!"
Robin and Speedy got dragged away while Slade and Red got surrounded by their own share of vultures.
"So tell me all about the wedd-" Rose stopped herself as she looked down on Robin's hands. "N-no wedding ring? I… please forgive me, I-"
"That's quite all right…" Robin smiled tightly.
"But I was under the impression that you were planning to marry quite soon after the engagement? It's been over a year now…?" the woman said. Robin saw through the concern to the hunger for some saucy gossip.
"We were… it was planned for the 14'th of February this year, but…" Robin hesitated as he heard Speedy draw in breath. He realized that he hadn't told him about their plans… well… considering what had happened at the time, it wasn't that surprising… "Unfortunately, there was a… family emergency, and be have decided to postpone it… out of respect, you know."
"Oh, darling, what happened?"
Robin thought on his feet. It had to be something that wouldn't have made the papers but was tragic enough to postpone a wedding.
"My grandmother passed away quite unexpectedly. She was very close to me and to all of us. Planning a wedding at that time… we decided to wait."
"Oh, I completely understand. But tell me, please… where were you planning to have it?"
"One of Dominic's private islands… we wanted to keep it small… just family… and friends…" To Robin's surprise, he felt Speedy's arm around his shoulders. The archer had heard the real pain in his voice, of wounds not yet healed.
"Are you okay?" Speedy asked softly.
Robin nodded.
"Yes, yes, don't worry, Lily… now, let's forget the past and just have fun for a night, what do you say?"
"Sounds great…" Speedy grinned. "Why don't Rose introduce us to some people?"
"I'll be delighted!" Rose chirped like a deranged bird and led the way.
Robin hastily whispered in Speedy's ear.
"Sorry, but the flirting is off… I had no idea she would be here… I don't want to draw any more attention to us than we already have, kay?"
"Fine… would feel weird anyway…" Speedy chuckled. "Although we still get to drive our dear boyfriends crazy, right?"
"Oh, yes… if not, the evening would be completely ruined…"
The boy's endured almost an hour of mindless conversation before the call for dinner came. Robin quickly found Slade in the crowd, rather easy as the man seemed to tower over everyone. Entering the room where the dinner was to be held, he saw that it had been made up by small round tables, seating 4 to 6 people. To his relief they were all seated together close to the head table. As he mentioned it to Slade, the man smirked.
"It's thanks to me… it was a condition for us coming not to be parted… the mayor was very disappointed, he wanted to be seated with you."
Robin shuddered.
"I owe you."
"So we're even?"
"Not by a long shot…" Robin growled.
The dinner, all five courses of it, was fantastic, Robin had to admit. Glancing over at Red and Speedy, though, he almost choked on the lax.
"Speedy! Stop stuffing your face!" he whispered.
"'butit'th ooo gooood" the boy answered with his mouth full.
"I think what Robinne's trying to say is that you should act more like a lady…" Red grinned.
"I'll remember that tonight, and have a headache…" Speedy threatened.
"Spoil sport."
"Penguin."
"Meringue surprise."
"Thie- what?"
"Meringue surprise. Dessert. They are starting to serve it!" Red said, sounding exited.
"Really?" Speedy looked around with the same enthusiasm. "I love meringue!"
"Thought you loved me?" Red pouted.
"You don't stand a chance against meringue, babe…" Speedy grinned.
"Ah, dessert... that means it's soon time for tonight's main event." Slade said, looking over at Robin and smiling rather cheekily.
"What…?" Robin asked.
"Well, it's a ball, after all…" Slade said, grin widening.
"You don't mean? Not dancing?" Robin paled. He had completely forgotten about that part.
"Oh, yes. And I know for a fact that you know how."
"Damn Bruce!" Robin hissed "Like it wasn't embarrassing enough for a boy my age to take ballroom dance lessons!"
"Pffftt… Oliver made me learn too…" Speedy admitted. "Good thing Red doesn't know a Slow Waltz from a Viennese Waltz." he added, sighing in relief. "So I'm off the hook."
"Actually, babe…"
"No! Don't tell me…"
"Slade had a crash course arranged-"
"I knew I hated his guts! I just had forgotten why!" Speedy hissed and glared across the table.
"That was rather evil of you, hon…" Robin grinned, glad he wouldn't be the only one to suffer.
"Why, thank you, dear." Slade grinned back.
The ballroom was lavishly decorated in red and gold to celebrate the season. It was an immense room with a dark hardwood floor, laid in intricate patterns and polished until it shone. Along the walls there were seating arrangements for those who needed to rest or just wasn't dancing for whatever reason. A live orchestra just stated up a waltz, and a few couples had stepped out on the dance floor.
"May I have the first dance?" Slade purred in Robin's ear, and the teen sighed, defeated.
"Sure. And every one after that…" he muttered.
"I'm sorry, but that won't do…" Slade said, as he guided his date out on the floor. "It would be rude not to dance with the host and hostess, after all…"
"I have to dance with the mayor? Noooo?" Robin hissed, glad the floor wasn't crowded yet.
"Afraid so."
"I won't enjoy it."
"I think I might kill him if you did…" Slade growled.
"Oh? In THAT case I'll let him feel me up…" Robin smirked, feeling Slade's arms tighten around him.
Speedy and Red fared much better. They weren't really expected to dance with anyone else, after all.
"Crash course, huh?" Speedy grinned.
"How am I doing?" Red asked under his breath.
"Fine. Might want to stop counting, though."
"Shut up, I'm not!" Red objected, sounding hurt.
Speedy just grinned, and tried to concentrate on not leading.
To Robin's terror, the mayor was there waiting as the waltz ended, and Robin was whisked away. Slade fared little better, leading the mayor's wife out on the floor. After enduring the man's smell, clumsy movements and wandering hands for a whole dance, Robin excused himself, only to be stopped by a vaguely familiar face.
"May I have this dance?"
Robin nodded, and, at the last minute, managed to match it with a name.
"Harry, I met your wife earlier. How are you and Rose doing? I'm afraid we only had a chance to talk briefly."
"Fine, fine… I hear the wedding was postponed, though, my condolences."
"Thank you." Robin nodded. "I'm trying not to think about it tonight, though. Say… wasn't dinner amazing?"
Robin was amazed that he was so good at meaningless polite conversation. He figured it was because he had attended so many boring galas and charity-balls when he was younger… he just used what he had overheard there.
As that dance ended he tried again to find Slade, but was again swept away by another man. Robin didn't know him, but he was one of the businessmen that pretended to know Dominic.
Glancing at the other couples he was surprised to see Speedy dancing with Harry, and later… oh, god… Red with the mayor's wife?! Who let that happen?
Another attempt at hooking up with Slade failed, but this time it was Red who interrupted the search.
"Soo…" the thief said after a few moments. "You guys were really getting married, huh?"
"How did you-"
"My boyfriend has a big mouth…"
"Is this going to turn into something sexual?" Robin asked suspiciously.
"No! I mean… unless you want it to?" Red grinned and wriggled his eyebrows.
"Sure…" Robin smiled leisurely. "And then Slade would rip your balls off, and Speedy would stamp on them."
"Yeah… but we'll have fun before that, right?"
"Oh, you have noooo idea…" Robin grinned, winking. He liked flirting with Red…. and Speedy too, on occasion… it was just for fun, though… just dangerous enough to be thrilling… not that he would ever… well… not without Slade, anyway…
"A penny for those naughty thoughts?" Red offered.
"How did you know they were naughty?" Robin snorted.
"I could hear the fabric of those tight panties you're wearing, stretch…" Red whispered in his ear, making Robin laugh out aloud and blush cutely.
"I hope you are not suggesting anything inappropriate to my fiancée?" Slade said from behind them.
"Always, sir…" Red grinned.
"In that case, I suggest we switch partners…" Slade snorted. Robin almost burst out giggling as he found that Slade had been dancing with Speedy.
"Oh, the brute just cut in on my partner when he saw you two getting cozy…" Speedy muttered in passing. "He wanted someone he could exchange…"
"Well, I'm glad he has such good taste, babe." Red grinned, and gathered the other red-head in his arms. Robin, in his turn, melted against Slade's chest.
"I'm getting tired… I think I'm all danced out…" Robin murmured, closing his eyes as the music slowed.
"Poor little thing…" Slade purred, and deftly avoided the retribution as Robin's sharp heel slammed down very close to his toes. "You are such a hot-heat." he rebuked his partner.
"And that's why you love me." Robin grinned.
Slade leaned down and kissed him then, right there in the middle of the dance floor, and to Robin there were no gasps or turning heads, because he and Slade were all there was.
Red and Speedy had found a rhythm of sorts, and amazingly, they both kind of enjoyed themselves. Speedy did notice, however, that his boyfriend's eyes seemed to wonder on occasion. Now, he knew that the boy wasn't checking out anyone else, because even with his flirting attitude, Red was very much a one man's guy… so what was it that drew his eye? Speedy glanced over at the other couples. Some were beautiful, some not so much, but all of them dressed up in their finest. Crisp shirts, not a crinkle on the jackets, flowing gowns, glittering-
"Oh, no, you don't!"
"Whaaaat?" Red asked, innocently.
"The jewelry. Don't. Even. Think. About. It."
"But there's so much! So… pretty!"
"Just. Don't!"
"What… what if something should… slip off?" Red asked, airily.
Speedy sighed and leaned his forehead against his boyfriends shoulder.
"You already did, didn't you?"
"Just a bit…"
"From who?"
"The mayor's wife."
"No! You didn't!"
"Might have."
"You IDIOT!" Speedy hissed "What did you take?"
"Just a diamond bracelet, nothing major… she had more!" Red tried to defend himself. "What? Where are you dragging me?"
Half an hour later they were back dancing.
"Can't believe that happened." Speedy muttered.
"You mean me being a hero? That's so hard to believe?" Red smirked.
"Shut up."
Speedy had forced Red to return the bracelet, but instead of doing it in secret, like putting it in the lady's bag, as Speedy had planned, Red had walked up to the woman, dangling it in front of her eyes. His story, and the hostess bought it, was that it must have caught on his sleeve as they danced, and he just now discovered it on the floor. He had recognized it, he had claimed, since he had noted the woman's excellent taste in jewelry earlier in the evening. Both relived and flattered, the hostess had proposed a toast to the remarkable young man, and there had even been some cheering. Speedy really didn't think the delinquent deserved cheering.
"Well, I get it now, you know… why you do it." Red whispered.
Speedy stiffened a bit, almost stumbling.
"Do… do what?"
"Why you are still out there… didn't you think I would notice you gone at odd hours of the day? What are you calling yourself now? Not Speedy, still, huh?"
"No… no… I haven't decided. So you knew?"
"Yup."
"And you don't mind? Don't think I won't bust your ass if I catch you." Speedy growled.
The thief grinned widely.
"Wanna play cops and robbers? And for a name… how about… Red Arrow?"
"I would get sued SO quickly…"
"Hmmm… "Archer" then…? I mean… keep it simple, huh?"
"Better, I guess…" Speedy shrugged.
"Gay-Bow?" Red suggested.
"I'll be the only superhero who's actually beaten up by his colleagues…" Speedy laughed. "I'll let you know, kay, babe? How about you?"
"What about me?"
"Not gonna join me, are you?"
"Only in bed."
"And Slade and Robin? Thought about their offer?"
"Security and alarms expert? Naaahhh… sounds too much like a job to me… besides, I think Robin just wants to figure out how I broke into the Tower."
Speedy arched a brow.
"Yes, how did that happen?"
"Never leave your key under the doormat…" Red smirked.
"You're not gonna tell me, are you?"
"Nope. You got a big mouth."
"It this gonna turn into something sexual?"
"Hopefully."
They both smirked at each other and furtively started moving towards some darkened alcoves.
It was long after midnight when the two couples were on their way home, sitting across from each other in the limo. Robin was half asleep with his head on Slade's shoulder.
"Shhhh… mommy's sleepy." Red grinned, otherwise rather busy with feeling Speedy up.
"I warn you, you'll get a spanking…" Robin mumbled, smiling.
"Oh, thank you mummy!" Red squealed.
"I'll have daddy give it to you." Robin snickered and curled up closer to Slade.
"Oh." Red had paled some, glancing at the man. "Then… I think I'll just be good, kay?"
Robin laughed softly and Slade chuckled as well.
"You better." The man warned, "Robin should know."
Robin's laugh stopped and he turned somewhat pink again.
"What? Been a bad boy?" Red asked, his voice dripping with glee. "DO tell?"
"In your dreams." Robin snorted.
"My wet ones." Red nodded. "Hey, honey, we should play Slade and Robin tonight." he suggested.
"We ain't gonna play anything tonight unless you can turn serious for a moment." Speedy warned. "Slade and I were talking before…. do you know what we should do at New Years?"
"Foursome?" asked Red, the ever hopeful.
"Castrate your oversexed boyfriend?" Robin suggested with equal amount of hope.
"Not likely and NO!" Speedy grinned. "We were talking and…"
"Yes?" Robin didn't quite like the serious look in Speedy's eyes.
"Well…" the archer continued.
"Why not-" Slade cut in "-spend New Years at the island?" Seeing Robin's somewhat confused look, the man continued. "And if you are ready… there might not be as many people there as planned, but the only ones that really need to be there are you and I… isn't that right?"
The meaning behind the words suddenly clicked in place in Robin's mind and he smiled.
"Slade… I… Yes. I'm ready. But we don't have to do this… I mean… a wedding? I love you, but… would you really like that? It wouldn't be too… mushy?"
"I don't know if you have noticed this, but, sometimes, I might tend to be a bit… possessive…?"
The car filled with snorts of laughter.
"No? Really?" Robin grinned.
Slade just smirked and pulled Robin into his lap, drawing whistles from Speedy and Red since the slits in the dress let them get a rather good glimpse of his legs.
"Yes. Really. You are mine and I intend to establish that any way I can. Including marrying you."
"And that you should." Robin grinned. "I'm just afraid it will be sappy, you know?"
"Well, most weddings are." Slade shrugged.
"But this is ours! I don't want like a thousand white roses, doves, flower girls, white tuxes or anything like that… the thing is… I don't KNOW what I want… I just want it to be special… I just want you."
"And that covers the sappy part…" Red sighed. "Look, I don't care if you drink each other's blood or whatever… I just see this fantastic tropical island as a hundred new places to have sex with my boyfriend, so can we just go? Pleeeeeease? Do it for your kids' sake?"
"Oh, stop whining, Alex, we'll go!" Robin grinned. "And don't come crying to me when you get sand in bad places!"
"I think we'll need to fence them in on the other side of the island…" Slade mused.
"Oh, love…" Robin sighed. "That… would be the best wedding present ever!"
The End.