A/N: WARNING FOR FLUFF! This is the reward-drabble for review number 2,000, won by Smile-Evily. It has a companion pic too, which you can find on my Deviant Art page.
She wanted to know what happened after the drabble "I Do" ended (can be found among the Christmas-drabbles of 2010 and if you haven't read it, you should before reading this one). Slade and Robin had been forced to marry, as a marketing-coupe for Jump City and its new Gay marriage-rights. After their honey-moon, where they had discovered that they WANTED to be married, they return to Jump. The story ends when they are walking towards the Tower and discover the Titans and, oh-oh, Batman waiting for them. This story begins the very next moment…. ;)
I Do 2
Robin gave his brand new, although slightly used, husband a grin and grabbed his hand.
"You scared?"
"No, but I'm starting to think I should have made sure that my will is in order…" the man chuckled.
"Well… I guess it will only get worse the longer we wait…" Robin muttered, a bit apprehensive himself.
"Really? Because I am convinced that if we turn around, run like hell and never come back, everything will work out just fine," Slade said in a low voice and then smirked, letting Robin know that he was only joking.
The thought of Slade being afraid of anything made Robin burst out laughing, but with every step closer it occurred to him that Batman didn't look to be in a very good mood. Robin swallowed and squeezed his husband's hand a little tighter.
"Greetings! Welcome back!" Starfire was the first to come up to meet them, and, unable to contain herself, she flew up and gave Robin one of her trademark hugs. After letting him go she turned to Slade, but decided against treating him in the same way. Instead she turned her attention back to Robin. "We have missed you an immense deal!"
"Aw, thanks… nothing happened did it?" Robin asked, checking out the faces of the rest of the team for any bad signs.
"Nah, man, nothing we couldn't handle…" Cyborg grinned as he came up, followed by the rest of the group. "Hey, how was the vacation?"
"Great!" Robin grinned and looked up at Slade, where he momentarily got lost in the man's eye.
"Errr… dude… like… did the mayor make you act like this until the annulment or something?" Beast Boy asked.
"You are still wearing the rings," Raven noted.
"Yeah, we… gonna stay married."
For a few seconds everything was quiet and then they all exploded in sounds of disbelief and shock. Apart from Starfire. She yelled, 'happy birthday!' for some reason, and gave Slade the hug she hadn't dared to give him before. The man groaned in pain.
"Let's discuss this inside," Batman growled. From the sound of it, it didn't seem like it would be a fun chat.
As they were about to enter the building the Titans gasped as Slade suddenly grabbed Robin and lifted him up in his arms to carry him over the threshold. The others had expected the usually rather testy eighteen-year old to at least punch the man in the face, and probably yell a bit as well, but Robin only laughed, shook his head, and put his arms around the man's neck.
"Boy, he really is in love, isn't he?" Beast Boy mumbled.
"Please, why is our new Slade doing this?" Starfire wanted to know.
"It's tradition for the groom to carry the bride over the threshold into their new, shared, home," Raven explained. She looked like she didn't quite believe her eyes, and didn't know what to think.
"Does the marriage weaken the bride's strength?" the redhead frowned. "Robin does not look hurt or weakened? And why does not Robin carry Slade?"
"No, it's just a tradition, Star… I don't know where it comes from… And... err… Slade's too heavy," Raven said a bit distractedly, because she had just seen the look on Batman's face and wondered if it was wise to even enter the building. Maybe she should go for pizza instead?
"I can't believe you…" Robin chuckled as Slade insisted on carrying him all the way into the elevator and didn't let him down until they entered the main living-area of the building.
"I know. I like to blow yo-" he didn't get any further before Robin kissed him. "I wasn't going to say anything naughty…" the man smirked as the kiss ended.
"Oh, I know. I just wanted to kiss you…" Robin smirked back.
"God, stop that, you guys make me sick…" Beast Boy groaned and faked throwing up.
"Rob, is this a joke? I mean, yeah, we were pretty tough on you about all of this wedding-stuff, but come on! It was funny! Are you getting back on us or something?" Cyborg wanted to know.
"I don't think I would have fallen in love with Slade out of spite…" Robin snorted.
"You sure? I mean, what other reason is there?" the metal teen asked, and he was only half joking.
"I happened to discover that Slade has a very big-"
"Robin!" Batman, who had a feeling where this was heading, barked.
"… heart. A very big heart."
"Heh! Batman has a dirty mind…" Beast Boy grinned.
"Well, Slade has a big cock too, but I'm not marrying him because of that…" Robin shrugged, making the room, apart from Slade, blush.
"Thank you," the ex-mercenary whispered in his ear, but for what exactly, Robin wasn't sure.
"Enough! You will go to the mayor and get that annulment! This has gone far enough!" Robin's mentor growled.
"Batman, I'm eighteen. If Slade had still been a criminal, I would have understood, but he served his time and he only takes missions from the government now," Robin said, trying to keep his voice calm and reasonable. He didn't want to grab Slade and start yelling 'You can't take him away, he's mine! MINE!' because he didn't think that would look very mature.
"But the guy's old! Shit… I mean… older? ...than you?" Beast Boy tried to save the situation, instinctively feeling that he was in danger.
"Well, I can't deny that," Slade, who had kept quiet so to not make things worse, shrugged. "However, as a meta-human, age doesn't matter much for me. Robin won't have to change my diapers in a few years, and he's not a gold-digger after my money. And just as Robin doesn't love me because of my… body, I don't love him because of his age."
"Exactly. I don't see anything wrong with that," the Titan's leader said.
"He's still a killer," Batman said coldly.
"Really? You feel like throwing the first stone there?" Robin snapped back, making the room rather uncomfortable. Deaths, when heroes caused them, even unintentionally, were a taboo subject. And Robin knew that it wasn't always unintentional when it came to Batman.
"Why don't we… sit down?" Raven suggested.
"Oh, could we start eating? We got lots of food!" Beast Boy said.
"Yes!" Raven agreed unusually enthusiastically. She thought it was a very good idea to fill their mouths and, hopefully, stop most thoughtless words.
"Thanks guys that's great! The plane food wasn't that great… I'm starving!" Robin, who also knew that they needed to let the feelings settle, said.
When the food, a large selection of mostly anything the Titans liked, was on the table, they all took seats, Slade sitting between Robin and Starfire, which was probably a smart move.
"Forgive me, husband Slade, but am I permitted to ask several questions?"
Oh-oh… Robin thought, but Slade, nodded.
"Of course, Miss Starfire, ask away," he smiled, in a way which made the alien blush.
Stay away from my husband! Robin immediately growled on the inside.
"You were a criminal man, were you not?"
"Yes."
"But now this planet's laws say that you are not?"
"That's right."
"And you love our Robin?"
"That I do."
"I do not understand!" the alien sighed. "My friends and the Batman are upset, but I can not understand why?"
The whole table was of course listening intently.
"I suspect that they don't trust me… that they believe I'm only pretending and that I will go back to my old life, maybe hurting you along the way," Slade said honestly.
"But Robin does not believe this does he?" Starfire asked.
"No, I don't," her leader said firmly.
"Well… I do trust my friend Robin. He is right most often about people. He is the best of the judges of the characters… I would indeed be a fool not to trust him, and I am not." The green-eyed woman locked eyes with everyone around the table as if to challenge them to disagree. Batman stepped up.
"Even a great judge of character can be tricked by a master manipulator," he let them know.
"Yes, you can hide your truest intentions behind untrue actions…" Starfire agreed, "…but you can not hide what is in your heart. Maybe Raven-"
"Star! We can't make Slade let Raven into his mind!" Robin spluttered.
"In fact, to give you all some peace of mind, I would let her. As long as the young lady agree to keep any secrets of mine. If they don't have anything to do with destroying you, of course."
"Don't worry, she won't tell anyone if you were a bed-wetter…" Beast Boy chuckled. "Oh, crap, I did it again, huh…?" he added, paling.
"Actually I sucked my thumb until I was six or seven… can't remember anything about any bedwetting, though…" the man shrugged. Most of the group snickered and Robin beamed at his spouse.
"I could do it right now?" Raven said and Slade nodded his consent.
There was a tense wait while the young woman worked her magic. The dive into Slade's mind made her both pale and blush, even gasp on occasion, and when it was over she sat quietly, sorting through all the images and emotions which had flooded he mind. After a minute or two she opened her eyes.
"Slade… welcome to the family."
After that even Batman had to admit that his doubts about Slade's true intentions might be wrong. Just might. He still didn't like it. The rest of the Titans decided that between Robin's judgment and Raven's powers, the guy had to be okay.
"It's still weird, you guys…" Beast Boy claimed. "Like I've never seen Robin eat from someone else plate before and stuff… it's freaky! I mean… not in a bad way… maybe?"
"I did?" Robin blinked.
"You stole my pepperoni…" Slade let him know.
"Oh, sorry!"
"Don't worry, I swiped some of your chicken…" the man smirked.
"Yeah, it is pretty weird…" Cyborg agreed.
After a little while longer Robin yawned.
"I'm beat… I think I'll go get some sleep. Slade?" he asked, turning to his husband.
Slade raised an eyebrow. He had seen no indications at all of the teen being tired. Then a certain smirk on the teen's lips made him understand the situation.
"Oh…yes, it was a long flight…"
"Batman, will you stay the night?" Robin asked as he and Slade stood up.
The man hesitated before answering.
"No." He stood up as well. "I think I better go." He rounded the table and stopped in front of Slade. "If you hurt him, in any way, and trust me, I will find out, then I will come after you, Mr. Wilson. I might not kill you, but you will beg people to help you die when I'm done."
"It's a deal," Slade smirked and held out his hand.
Batman sneered but grasped it. The sound of grinding bones was loud enough to hear.
Robin winced.
"Yeah, yeah, stop that, you two! I know you're just looking out for me, Batman, thank you… now stop being immature."
"I think I've been very low key the whole time," Slade chuckled and snaked an arm around the young man. "I didn't, for example, tell him to get out and let me enjoy my new piece of ass in peace…"
"Slade!" Robin half gasped and half laughed while Batman's face became dangerously darker.
"I thought it the whole time, though…" the man smirked, and, to Robin's embarrassment, Raven nodded.
"It seems I have to get you housetrained…" the teen hero sighed and then waved at his mentor. "Tell Alfred I said hi, please?"
"Oh, don't you fear; Alfred will find out everything… expect a phone call…" Batman growled as he left.
Although the threat worried him, Robin forgot all about it as soon as the door closed behind them after entering his room. They were kissing within a second and fell on the bed a moment later.
"I... have… no idea how… this will… work…" Robin gasped between kisses and caresses.
"I know it's been almost a whole day, but it's like riding a bike…" the man smirked.
"Idiot… I mean… how will I be able to go to work tomorrow when all I want to do is be here with you?"
"Well, maybe if I make you really, really sore tonight?" Slade suggested.
"That might work," Robin grinned.
"I'll try my best then…" the man smirked and then leaned down for a new kiss just as there was a knock on the door.
"Yes?" Robin called out, a bit irritated. To his distress the door opened, something he should have expected, but still.
"Robin I just thought you- oh." Cyborg stopped himself, his human eye widening to its limit. "errr… you're busy?"
"A bit, " Robin said coldly, glad that they were still dressed…. Although Slade's shirt was half off… "What did you want?"
"I… err… well, I've brought all the reports of our cases the past week, if you wanted to… brush up?"
"We are about to do another kind of brushing up…" Slade told the dark-skinned teen.
"I'll just… leave them here, then?" Cyborg said and dropped the files on the bedside table.
"Yes. Good night Cy…" Robin said, but then a few other voices were heard down the corridor.
"Oh that is good! I would too like to wish the husbands a good night!" Starfire said and waved at them over Cyborg's shoulder.
"Yo! Tofu-waffles for breakfast? Sound good?" Beast Boy asked.
"Sounds horrible…" Slade muttered.
"It is…" Robin replied. "BB, we'll get our own food okay? Slade's… allergic to tofu!"
"He is?" the changeling exclaimed.
"I am?" Slade whispered.
"I'll agree to every deprived idea you get for a week if you are…" Robin whispered back.
"I am," the man confirmed loudly.
"Could you all please go away now?" Robin asked.
"Will it not be uncomfortable to sleep in that position?" Starfire asked. "Is the bed not of appropriate size to accommodate you?"
"Raven!" Robin yelled.
"I'm here. Let's go everyone, leave them alone."
"But please, I-"
"I'll explain it to you Star…" the empath sighed.
"Really? Me too?" Beast Boy snickered.
"You're a big boy, BB," Raven snapped. "Google it."
At last the door closed and things were quiet again. Slade looked down on Robin.
"We can't live here…"
"Wait… what? I mean…" Robin gaped. "I… I have to! I'm their leader!"
"Shhh… I meant this floor, this room. I understand that you have to stay at your headquarters, but I need some space too… We'll figure something out if we sleep on it."
"I don't want to sleep on it… but I wouldn't mind having sex on it?" Robin grinned, he already had a solution in mind. The Tower was a big building, after all.
"Fine with me…" the man leered.
Robin gasped as his mask was peeled off with a quick tug. He was wearing civilian clothes since the flight, and his T-shirt got ripped off next. It didn't matter since it, and everything else he wore, had been gifts. He grinned and ripped Slade's shirt in return.
"We're terribly destructive, aren't we?" the man chuckled before kissing Robin's neck.
"Just eager…" the teen purred and wound a jeans-clad leg around the man's hip, pressing their groins together.
"I can feel that…" Slade grinned and pushed back.
"I want to be on top of you," Robin then said as if he had had an idea. "Roll over, Fido!"
"You're so lucky I love you," the man muttered as he obediently turned over on his back.
"I know," Robin snickered as he sat up to straddle the man. He slowly ran his hands all the way down from the chest to Slade's abs and then up again. "This is our first night here… your first night in my room… I want to welcome you home… properly…"
"I think I like the sound of that…" Slade said.
"Had a feeling you would… Now lie back and relax… I'll take care of everything…" Robin leaned down and kissed the man while his fingers found and teased his nipples. He then felt a hand on his ass, and grinned. "nu-huh, bad Slade!" he tutted, grabbed the wayward hand and the other as well and pushed the wrists together over man's head. "Now hold still… I said I'd do all the work. No touching." Of course the man didn't obey; after only a few minutes of teasing licks and nibbles down his jaw and neck, both of the hands were back. Robin immediately sat up.
"You are such a bad boy, Slade…" he growled teasingly. "Guess I have to make you obey…" Robin's fingers went to his own belt. He opened it and withdrew it slowly from the hoops.
"What exactly had you planned to do with that?" the man asked suspiciously.
"Don't be afraid, love… It's for your own good…" Robin smirked and caught the man's wrists once more. He pushed them back towards the headboard and secured them with the belt. "There… No more naughty hands… well… only one pair…" he said smugly.
"If the Titans come in right now…" the man growled. The sound was playful but the teen could tell that the thought, now that it had occurred to him, actually worried Slade a bit.
"Oh, I won't let them see you like this… you're mine..." Robin claimed, and slid off the man to lock the door. He then began to remove his own pants, ever so slowly, grinning as he saw the muscles in Slade's arms tense like he could barely fight the urge to strain against the belt in order to touch him. Robin knew he would do the same thing in Slade's position, though…
Once completely naked he started on Slade's jeans, and soon the man was naked as well.
"Mmm… just the way I want you… Naked and appreciative…" Robin grinned.
"Well, you can't blame me, you tease…" Slade chuckled back.
"Oh, I'm not…" Robin laughed and started to crawl up from the foot of the bed where he had dropped Slade's pants on the floor. He stopped to bend down and lick on the tip of the man's very hard cock.
"Mmm… I wish I had remembered to bring some of the lube from the hotel…" he sighed. "Lotion will have to do, though…"
"Check my pants pockets…" Slade grinned.
"Normally your pants would be of no interest to me once they were off, but fine…" Robin snickered. His grin widened as he found two small, travel sized, tubes in there. "Aww… were you hoping to get some on the plane?"
"I'm always hoping to get some," Slade grinned.
"Don't worry… I'm pretty sure you'll get laid soon…" Robin said innocently as he crawled upwards again. Once more he stopped at the man's cock and licked it until Slade all but squirmed.
"Do you plan on teasing me much longer?" the man asked between clenched teeth.
"Mmm…. I don't know… Maybe I want you to beg?" the Titan said innocently.
"If you make me break the headboard, I'm not paying for it…" Slade warned.
Robin tutted.
"I said that I would take care of you…"
"So far it seems more like torture," the ex-mercenary pointed out. "I could have more fun in prison…"
"Heh-heh… you sure?" Robin snickered. "Ever dropped the soap, Slade?"
"Very funny."
"Oh, it could have been by accident! Slippery things, those prison-soaps…" the teen grinned from ear to ear as he ran his hand up and down the man's length.
"I want a divorce."
Robin laughed and crawled up higher to kiss his peeved husband.
"I'm sorry… I'll make it up to you, right now…" He started to rub against the man using his whole body, slowly making his way down yet again, only to engulf the man's cock and swallow it as far down his throat as it would go. He and Slade had, carefully, tried one or two things on their honeymoon, although the man had been a bit too careful about suggestions in the beginning, after finding out so suddenly that Robin had been a virgin. After a while Robin had had to point out that if Slade didn't teach him stuff the teen would have to look it up on the Internet, and there was no telling what amount of horrible things he might find there.
Oral sex Robin had loved from the start and he was a natural at it even if he said so himself. He knew it was true, though, because even though it was Robin who had his mouth full, Slade couldn't talk either while it was going on. It was kind of funny to see the big man reduced to so much goo.
He pulled back early this time, though, because they had lube and Robin wanted to waste some. He slathered a big dollop on the tip of the cock only to have Slade jump, making the headboard creak.
"Cold!" the man hissed.
"Oh… sorry…" Robin said, feeling a bit bad but not really enough to make the apology sound real.
"Bet you are…" the man muttered, but the teen could see the corners of the man's mouth twitch.
Robin just snickered and continued lubing the man up. He had learned that, as long as he used plenty of lube, he really didn't need preparation anymore, and he liked it better that way. Less messy. As soon as he was done he straddled his husband and, holding the man's shaft firmly, he slowly let himself sink down on it.
Robin threw his head back and gasped as the feeling still overwhelmed him. He'd never get tired of this!
"Are you okay?" Slade asked after the teen had settled completely but still hadn't moved.
"More than okay… I'm enjoying the feeling…" Robin grinned.
"I hate to be a bother, but could you enjoy it on the move?" the man asked.
Robin chuckled and leaned down to kiss Slade again.
"You bet. Welcome home." With that he rose up on his knees and then, with a little grin down at the man, slammed himself down. Slade had no complaints after that.
"God, I love you…" Robin murmured as he curled into the man half an hour later, his eyes heavy.
"I love you too."
"Mmmm… 'night," The hero mumbled.
"Just one thing…" Slade said. "Could you let me go?"
Robin was woken up very nicely the next morning, and after no persuasion at all from either party, the bed was soon rocking. Unfortunately, it would be for the last time, at least for that particular bed. Suddenly, right in the middle of a thrust, the husband's world tilted, accompanied by a crash.
For a second Robin thought the Tower was under attack, but then he remembered something he really should have before.
"Oh… crap."
"What just happened?" Slade asked, still not sure if there was any danger around.
"Weeeell…" Robin began, and then snickered. "I happened to kick one of the bed's legs off a few months ago, and I've used books to support it since then… guess it wasn't enough for… umm…"
"I have so many questions…" the man half sighed, half chuckled. "Like what made you kick the leg? Why didn't you repair it properly or get a new bed? And could we continue to have sex now?"
"A wet dream about you, because I was ashamed, and yes please," Robin grinned.
They found that the angle actually worked for them.
The rest of the Titans looked strangely at them during breakfast until Cy eventually gathered enough courage to ask what the loud crash had been.
"Well, we needed to buy a bigger bed anyway," Slade shrugged after the explanation.
"I hate having to do things like that… It's so hard to pick one…" Robin mumbled into his coffee.
"Well guys, this one looks comfortable!" Beast Boy said and slid an advertisement-folder over to them. Robin just glanced at it before almost choking on the black brew.
"That's…"
"Us," Slade finished when Robin started coughing.
"Did they… print lots of those?" Robin asked.
"Loads," his green friend grinned.
"Oh, I have a question please?" Starfire intervened. "This photo of you in the store of drugs… what are those pretty pink, blue and black things on the wall behind you?"
Robin groaned, trying to think up an answer.
"They are different kind of sex-toys," Slade said, beating his husband to it.
"But toys are for children, are they not?" the princess asked, looking nonplussed.
"Not these. They are for couples and individuals who want to try different ways to increase sexual stimulation," the man explained.
"I see. Why could not my friends explain this? I have been asking for a week. Did you not know?" the redhead asked the others.
The rest of the Titans were staring at Slade like he was mad. You never, ever, told Starfire the truth about these things! It would only lead to follow-up questions! The horror!
"Err… yeah… we… didn't know… sorry, Star…" Cyborg muttred.
"Do not worry! Let us go to this place and find out more!" the young woman suggested.
"If you excuse us, I think me and Robin will head over to the bed-store instead…" Slade grinned.
"Not… that store, right?" the teen whimpered.
"Of course. I'm sure they will give us a really big discount. Maybe we will even get a bed for free when they realize that we are going to stay married."
"Cheap, Slade?" Raven asked with a little smirk.
"Economical. And speaking about that, I promised Robin that I'd take a look at your economical situation… it's not good that you are under as much influence of the mayor as you are. Well. It worked out for me…"
"You… know that stuff?" Beast Boy asked.
"Slade works a lot with finances now," Robin explained. "When the government doesn't need him."
"I do," the man confirmed. "It's not the most exciting job in the world, but the results are good… and the Titans should have more money coming in, but I think you are doing a lot of promotion work where the profits only ends up in the Mayor's pockets."
"Hey, you can be like our manager!" the changeling exclaimed.
The table quieted as everyone looked at each other.
"That's… not a bad idea…" Robin said thoughtfully. "If you want to?"
"We can take a look at it together," Slade said, "but I wouldn't mind… if only to annoy the hell out of a certain gold-toothed idiot."
The whole group agreed that that was an excellent goal.
The Titans were called away on a small mission for a few hours and then, just before lunch, Robin's private line rang. The teen, having a feeling who it might be, decided to take it in his bedroom, and gestured for Slade to come with him.
"Robin, I have someone here who wants to speak to you," Batman said from the screen, rather smugly.
The teen swallowed as the Dark Knight moved to the background and their beloved old butler came into view.
"Hi, Alfred!" Robin said a bit too brightly.
"Hello, young man, I heard you have gotten yourself married?"
"Yeah… yes, I have. Alfred, this is Slade Wilson. Slade, Alfred Pennyworth."
"Well, well…" the old man began. "Congratulations!"
Robin could see how Batman's face fell in the background.
"Thank you! We're very happy," the teen grinned.
"You will come home for dinner soon, won't you?" Alfred asked Slade, beaming at the thought.
"Absolutely, I'd be delighted. I think I can pry Robin away for a few days…" the man smiled. "He has told me so much about you, after all, that I am rather sure I will meet the only saint left on earth…"
The old man blushed a little, and Robin grinned. Damn Slade and his charm. He hoped he hadn't fallen quite so easily, but… yeah… probably.
"The young man is probably only hoping for some of my home baked cookies," the old man snorted.
"Always!" Robin exclaimed.
"Well, there will be no cookies if you leave your room like that. What on earth happened?"
"Err… the bed broke," Robin shrugged and then matched Alfred's face color when he realized how that sounded. It was true, yes, but his family didn't need to know that. "I had propped it up with books, and it… collapsed," he added, giving up trying to steer the men's imaginations from going in a certain direction. "We haven't had time to go buy a new one yet…"
"My, my… sounds like I have to put you two up in the blue guest-suit… sturdy bed there…" the butler winked.
Robin gaped and tried to get over his shock, and behind the old man Batman seemed to have the exact same problem.
"We're looking forward to trying it out," Slade grinned back.
Two weeks later and Robin and Slade found the opportunity for some more 'welcome home-sex' when they moved into their new rooms a few floors down in the Tower, where some guestrooms used to be. Now, at least, no one could walk right in on them… well… with flying, morphing and teleporting meta-humans in the building you couldn't be sure, of course.
Robin mainly used the apartment as a normal working-man would: to eat, sleep and have lots of sex. Maybe that should be lucky working man… Slade had an office there, though, so he spent a few hours every day in there. They had figured out, however, that if they would get anything done, they needed to be apart, or they would just end up doing horizontal exercises very quickly. It was bad enough that the Titans complained about finding them kissing everywhere. Beast Boy had, for example, very demonstratively raised the volume on the TV during movie-night, because Slade and Robin had somehow found "Saw III" very romantic.
They both kept odd hours as well. Robin could be gone on a mission all night only to come home and find a note from Slade telling him that the man had had been called away on some government-work for a few days. The teen worried, of course, but the light in the end of the tunnel was lots of 'I've-missed-you' sex.
"Babe?" Robin asked after one of those times.
"Yes?" the man mumbled.
"I've been thinking… you are doing a great job for us, but I've heard of a job opportunity I believe will open up soon that I think will suit you perfectly…"
"Oh? What?" Slade asked, opening his eye and giving his husband a questioning look.
"Mayor," Robin grinned.
The End
A/N: and this is how Robin helped Slade take over the world, one step at the time… at least it kinda sounds like it… ;)