Disclaimer: I don't own Valentines… err… I mean, Teen Titans… Oh, but I got a nice scarf as a present! I own that!

Happy Valentines! Thank you so much for your suggestions in reviews for "Black Sheep Wanted" when I asked for an idea for a short valentine-day picture or drabble… I loved them all and they were so funny, but in the end I decided to write a sequel to "Circus Freak", just because I felt like writing cat-boy-Robin again… perhaps, because I try to keep him in character in "Black sheep", so it's a nice break to write him this OOC…

I hope you like it, it's short, sweet, and has vitamins!

Catty Valentines!

Robin felt immense satisfaction as he pounced on top of the burglar, who went down with an undignified yelp. The sound was surprisingly shrill for a man of that size, but it's not every day you get attacked by a teen-sized cat, so he might be forgiven.

"Hi, I'm Robin." the cat said, looking like he had found an unlimited supply of cream and furry toys, as he nimbly tied the man up. "You must be new in town?"

The man stared up at the boy in horrified fascination, taking in the expressive black ears and tail, and glancing up towards the roof the teen had jumped down from. That was high! How the hell had any of them survived?

Suddenly something floated by, and the cat's attention was diverted. The burglar's eyes widened even more as he watched his captor in eager pursuit of a pink, heart shaped balloon. He tried to get up, but found that he was too well tied, and could do nothing but continue to remain on the ground in front of the broken storage door. The sound of his assaulter died away, and the thief looked around with a slight worry in his eyes. It was only late afternoon, but the shadows in this part of town were already dark and threatening. Shouldn't the police come soon?

Robin grinned as he finally had the balloon within reach. It was very pretty, especially the way it had flown in the wind, but the moment he touched it with his extended fingers a loud bang was heard.

Robin jumped several feet in the air, and then someone snickered. The teen twisted around before he had even landed, and, in a crouch, with his tail puffed out to four times its normal size, he hissed at the two males standing there. It wasn't the two males he wanted to see, though.

"Stupid cat." Beast Boy continued to laugh. "Forgot you have claws?"

Cyborg smiled in a patronizing way, looking like he pitied his former leader.

Robin glared, trying to smooth his tail down and get his ears to stop twitching like mad. He had not forgotten he had claws… he had just… kinda forgotten that balloons and claws didn't play well together. He looked down on the pink remains on the ground in front of him, and pawed at them sadly. No more pretty friend to play with…

"So… what are you doing here?" Cyborg said suspiciously, frowning at him.

Robin got to his feet and straightened up.

"I'm not a criminal, Cy. Just because I'm not a Titan anymore…" he added with a slight snarl.

"You live with them though, don't ya?" Beast Boy snarled back. "That psychotic bastard and that pain-in-the-ass klepto!"

"Someone called us?"

The Titans jumped, but Robin only smiled. He had felt the scent of his lovers and known they were near. Slade and Red X emerged from the shadows and Robin walked towards them, quietly purring. He gently butted Slade's arm with his forehead, and then walked around him, rubbing his side against his. As he repeated the process with Red X, there were noises of disgust behind him.

"Yuck! Couldn't you stop making out in the open?!" Beast Boy said, faking throwing up.

"This is how cats say hello." Slade said in an icy tone that promised pain. "If you had bothered to learn this, you might not have driven your leader away."

"Yeah, so good thing for us that you're dumb as shit…" Red X smirked, and scratched Robin behind an ear. The cat loved this, and leaned into the touch, purring louder.

"You can have him! He's freaky and useless, he couldn't do us any good like that…" the changeling snorted.

"In fact, Robin had a better record than the Titans last month." Slade smirked. "He caught eleven burglars, six pickpockets, took down two gangs and helped track the arsonist that had been on the loose for a few weeks…"

"Sure man, and how many of those crimes were yours?" Cyborg grunted.

"None. We are completely devoted to helping him adapt. Like you should have been." Slade smirked. "But, then again, I don't think Robin would mind us having a bit of a friendly talk with you while he finishes up his mission?"

"What mission?" Robin asked, looking questioningly up at Red X.

"The burglar?" Red whispered, knowing how Robin was when he got distracted.

"Shit!"

Robin set off towards the storage-complex and was just in time to stop some of the local entrepreneurs from helping the owner empty the open warehouse without being asked. The original criminal, now a bit gleefully roughed up, because it was always fun to kick at the ones that were down, were soon joined by his colleagues, and Robin pulled out his communicator to alert the cops. This time he stayed behind, like he was supposed to, and guarded the scene until the boys in blue showed up. The police, after a few reservations in the beginning, had really warmed up to their new/old hero, even though he kept questionable company. His quirks didn't really overshadow the fact that he did a superb job, even though he was easily distracted and hissed at the police dogs. It was an improvement, though, as he used to climb the nearest tree as soon as the dogs showed up.

After his duties were fulfilled, Robin took to the roof again, and found 'his' males now alone, but with very satisfied smirks on their faces.

"You didn't hurt them, did you?" Robin asked worriedly.

"No, we didn't hurt the little pests… much…" Red assured him.

"Raven and Star ain't so bad…" Robin murmured. The girls had been rather apologetic when they had met lately.

"That's because they don't care about what we do in the bedroom, babe…" Red X grinned.

"You… you think the guys do?" Robin blushed, slightly uncomfortable.

"They are immature little boys, Robin. They fear anything unknown." Slade offered.

"Nah…" the cat grinned, "They are just jealous…"

His mates chuckled as Robin looked around and spotted the deceased balloon once more.

"Aww….." he said, picking it up. "It was so funny! And cute… shaped like a heart…"

"T'was probably a Valentine-balloon, then…" Red X shrugged. "I'll get you a dozen for tomorrow, kay kitten?"

"Valentine's tomorrow?" Robin asked, horrified. He had never really celebrated before, not having a boyfriend, but he had definitely planned to do something special now, when he had two. He couldn't believe that the days had passed so quickly, though, where had the time gone? He hadn't even had time to get cards! Suddenly he had an idea and lightened up.

"I'll be back later!" he shouted over his shoulder as he jumped to the next building. His 'boyfriends' were left behind, watching him. Not even Slade could jump as far as Robin could now, without help.

"Did you see the expression on his face?" Red X wondered, and as Slade nodded, he continued. "Are you scared too?"

Slade snorted

"I do not do scared." The man hesitated for a moment. "I'm merely worried and somewhat apprehensive."

Red X laughed cruelly.

"Sound's like you're scared to me…"

Sneaking into the Tower was easy, and he had done it several times before, to retrieve some of his stuff. He could have walked in, he guessed, his team wouldn't attack him, but he preferred not confronting them unless he had to. This time, though, he was going to take something that wasn't his. He felt slightly guilty about that, but as he grabbed the big box, he decided to leave a note. He would return it soon, after all.

Safely home at the headquarters by the dock, Robin hid away in a small, barren room and got to work. They all lived there now; Red X had moved in only days after Robin had, as the kitten needed both of his mates close. Slade had been surprisingly unperturbed about the whole deal, but, as Red told Robin, the cat-boy had him securely wrapped around his paw, and could probably get the man to do anything with just a flutter of his eyelashes. Robin had pouted and vehemently told Red that he did not flutter anything, and then turned to Slade with very wide eyes, asking the man to agree. Slade had. Robin had smiled and fluttered. Red X had groaned. The thief was nowhere near uninfluenced himself, but he preferred to pretend he was.

Inside his tiny hideout, Robin had opened the box, and was spreading the lovely stuff out. He would make Red X and Slade their own cards! His eyes sparkled as much as the contents of the box, which happened to contain all of Starfire's scrap-booking-supplies. Robin had never cared about these things before, but, somehow, he now found glittery things irresistible. Starfire loved glitter. Where other scrap-bookers might stick to a certain colour-theme or at least style, she refused to think that 'less is more', a concept she couldn't understand at all, as it made no sense. In the box, therefore, was every type of glitter, fake gems and stickers that could be found on the market. There were also lace and ribbons, little plush hearts and teddy bears, and even… Robin's heart started beating a little faster. Were those feathers?

Many hours later, Slade and Red X, alerted and worried (although definitely not scared!) by the noise, opened the door. The men had learned that if they valued their lives, and, especially, their sex-lives, they Should. Not. Laugh. Sometimes that was pretty hard.

"No! No, you can't come in here!" Robin cried desperately, scrabbling to gather his things up, failing miserably.

"Oh, kitten… what are you doing?" Red X wanted to know, biting his lip to keep from giggling.

"I was…" Robin looked around and then slumped down on the floor, looking defeated. "I was gonna make you cards…." he whispered, gesturing to two folded squares of paper, that, actually, looked like they were not far from being finished. At least, Slade thought, there wasn't much room to stick any more stuff, "…and I found this beautiful feather…" Robin continued to explain, indicating a white, fluffy thing stuck in the middle of one of the cards, "…and I wanted to find one exactly the same for Red's card, so I took the feathers out, and then I had to blew on some glue to make it dry quicker, and all the feathers flew away! And I chased them, and my tail got stuck in the glue, and then I got glitter on it, and then I tried to get rid of it, but it stuck on my fingers, and everywhere, and then I got glue on my shirt so I took that off, and…" Robin paused for air after his rant, and settled on just looking miserable. The men took in the scene of the cat in the middle of a bunch of white feathers, the tip of his tail covered with gold glitter. Feathers, glitter and loads of heart shaped gems covered a lot of his clothes and skin, one in particular catching Red's eye as it was perched on one of Robin's six nipples.

Robin glanced up at the men in his life. They didn't look angry or disappointed, he noted. No, in fact they looked rather… and their scent…

"Oh, no, you don't!" Robin yelped and crawled backwards. "I have to finish your cards!"

"Come here…" Slade grinned, and dragged Robin out of the room and down the hall to the bedroom. There he made the boy face a set of mirrors, which Robin and Red had insisted on getting.

Robin looked at himself and whined, feeling rather depressed.

"Don't… I'm all…"

"Sparkly?" Red X cut in, wrapping his arms around the cat. "Look at you… the prettiest Valentine's card anyone could wish for!"

Robin glanced up again. He was rather glittery, wasn't he? He batted at a white feather that had stuck in his hair. Then he noticed the rather lustful grins in the mirror and turned around. The front of his pants was grabbed by the hem, and Red X pulled him closer.

"What do you say, Slade? Should I open our card?"

As the man smirked and nodded, Red grabbed the zipper and pulled it down.

"I… I was making real cards…" Robin quietly objected, still a bit grumpy over his meagre results.

"Well…." Slade said over his shoulder, caressing the left row of nipples in a way that made Robin arch his head backwards and moan, "you can finish those tomorrow… I just hope you don't mind us getting this present early?"

"Mmmm… I… no…" Robin mumbled, crying out as his member was suddenly sucked into Red's mouth.

All of them fell on the bed a few seconds later, and Robin's pants were quickly yanked off all the way. The cat-boy was getting hot, and the other males knew that they had very little time to undress, before their own clothes mysteriously turned to shreds. They therefore did, making the cat wait. Tail whipping from side to side, spreading glitter everywhere, Robin desperately pulled both of his lovers closer, eager for their touch. When he got into this mood, nothing could hold him back, if didn't matter if they were in the privacy of their bedroom or out in the open. Slade pushed the teen down, holding him still while ravishing his mouth, Robin willingly let him in, while at the same time spreading his legs for Red, who had reassumed the position between the cat-boy's knees. In this mood, Robin was ready to be fucked, but his lovers loved to tease him until Robin felt on the brink of madness from desire. Red did that now, letting his cock go, to swipe at his balls instead, and then lower. Robin cried out into Slade's mouth, as the tip of the thief's tongue breeched him. The cat raised his hips, growling now, and Slade let his lips go to tease the boy's nipples with his teeth instead.

"Red… oh…p-please!" Robin moaned, pressing back against the boy, trying to make his tongue go deeper. "Fuck me! Please!" he begged.

Slade had the lube ready and handed it to Red, who quickly slicked himself up before getting in position. Before he could push in, however, Robin pulled back and turned around on his hands and knees.

"I… was…. crushing my tail…" he panted. "Hurry!" he then whined, demanding to be filled that instant. He gasped as Red pushed in, quickly sheathing himself completely, before starting pumping hard into the tight heat, just like Robin wanted. When the cat was able to focus again, his attention was drawn to Slade, who had backed off just a little to give the boy some space. The man had sensed that Robin was close, and wanted to draw it out. Instead he had covered his own length with lube, fisting it slowly. Not that he needed it, the sight of the teens fucking only inches away, was more than enough to keep his body completely interested, but he would have his own turn soon, and if wouldn't hurt to be ready.

Robin grinned, slowly crawling over the man, making Red move with him. He gave the tip of Slade's cock a lick in passing, liking the taste of the eatable lubrication, but preferring the taste of Slade's cock alone. Robin crawled up higher, until he could reach Slade's nipples, licking and tugging on the dusky pink buds. A little higher, and Slade had to spread his legs to make room for Red, while Robin was now straddling his hips. Judging by the sounds the boy made, spreading his legs like that made Red X reach deeper inside of him.

Robin growled and pushed back. His cock rubbed against Slade's slick thickness, and…

"I want you both… inside me… now…" Robin moaned.

They didn't ask if he was sure; another rule of living with the cat-boy was to never question him in the bedroom. Both the men had scars to show what happened if they did. Instead, Red slid out and helped Slade in position as Robin lifted himself up. As soon as the boy felt the tip of the man's head at his entrance, he plunged down, skewering himself on the thickness. He lifted himself up again, starting to ride the man in a furious pace, before looking back at Red with heavy lidded eyes.

"I'm… ready…"

Red X pressed himself close to Slade's length at an angle, working himself in a little bit more with every stroke. Robin cried out as Red's head popped in alongside Slade's and slumped forward, needing some time to adjust. Red was thankful, because the tightness was now nearly painfully intense. No rest for the wicked, though, as Robin slowly started riding again.

"Fuck me… both of you…. fuck me…" the teen between them growled, and Slade slammed his hips upwards. They quickly found a rhythm, and steadily moved faster. Robin was soon meeting every thrust eagerly, high on desire, and only craving more. He was rapidly climbing the stairs towards his release, and was trying to make sure his mates were with him.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!!" Robin cried out as he came, his cum splattering over Slade's chest. The men inside him came almost simultaneously, making Robin climax once more as he felt himself being filled. Robin then collapsed on top of Slade, feeling his own seed stick between them. He winced slightly as first Red and then Slade slid out of him.

"That's gonna hurt in the morning…" he murmured.

"Yes, and then you are going to limp around and blame us, claiming we only thought of ourselves, satisfying our own demonic urges using your poor, defenceless body." Red X half panted, half chuckled behind him, before stretching out beside Slade and pulling Robin down between them. The boy started purring, as two pair of hands began petting him, but he still managed a half-hearted glare back at Red.

"No, I won't! Why would I?"

"Because, love…" Slade chuckled as well, "you always do…"

The End.

A/N: I'm amazed I found time to write this… Actually, the printer broke down at work so I got a break to outline the story… and then I spent the entire Friday night writing it… a waste of time? Well, I'm at least glad I got you something… ;o)

As a Valentines-present, a review would be nice…? ;o)

Love

/Wynja