A/N: there's a reason for this story… check out the bottom A/N… oh, and no warnings… this should be safe to read whatever your likes or dislikes are… ;)

Is My Face Red?

"Are you going to hand the jewels over?" Robin said dryly from the window, making the slightly older teenager inside jump.

"What? How? Wh-what rings?"

"I said jewels, but you should know…" the hero smirked at the flustered redhead.

"No, I have no idea!" the thief claimed, clutching a small black fabric bag to his chest. The bag clinked softly like as it might, for example, contain Tiffany's entire collection of engagement rings. Robin rather suspected it did.

"Red…"

"Oh come one! Give me a break! I have bills to pay!"

"Then get a job." Robin snorted.

"I'm allergic!"

"There's always that job making license plates…?" the teen hero suggested sweetly.

"You are an evil, evil kid… good thing you're so sexy…" the redhead sighed. "That means I'll forgive you… in a bit."

"And what do I have to do to be forgiven this time?" Robin chuckled, sitting down on the windowsill.

"Spend the night?"

"Sorry, Red. Working."

"Let me keep a ring or two?"

"So it's either sex or money?" the hero snorted. "Hand me the goodies… No! Not those goodies! Zip up! The rings!" he had to clarify.

"Oh, but you like my goodies…" the other teen pouted.

"That I do, but only on my nights off… and only if you've been a good boy. Really, can't you think of any job? I'd be glad to introduce you to some people…"

"Well… I'm very good at a few things… how does personal pleasurer sound?"

"Like whoring. Which is illegal."

"Aw, but I was gonna let you be my only client!" the thief begged and came closer. "Please? I won't be too expensive… actually… here's some for free…" the teen tilted the hero's head back and brushed his lips with his own. The kiss deepened quickly and hands joined in, touching and exploring.

"Sure… you… don't wanna come in?" Red asked.

"I… damn you…" Robin muttered and glanced out at the city. "Only for a bit. And I won't pay you!" the hero warned as he swung both legs over the windowsill.

"Oh, this one's for free too, cupcake…" Red promised with a grin and pulled the other teen to the bed in his little studio apartment.

"Please don't call me that, you did that in front of the Titans when we fought the other week… they are still teasing me…" Robin complained.

"Awww… poor baby…" Red grinned as he carefully tugged the hero's mask off, to be able to see those glittering blue eyes. "I guess my tongue slipped… like this…" he said and gave a small lick along Robin's jaw-line. "And this…" he added and did it again, lower down on the side of his neck.

"Mmm… but those kinds of slips I can forgive…" Robin purred and pulled at the hem of the other's t-shirt.

"Could you help with your damn belt, it's like of those chastity-things!" Red growled after a while.

"Horrible thought…" Robin chuckled and unclasped it. It was rather tricky to do if you didn't know how…

"Yeah, it was a good thing you helped me the first time, or you would still be a virgin…" the thief, who had stolen more than gold and money, grinned cheekily.

"Oh, I don't know, I bet Slade could have done it…" Robin grinned widely.

"Ugh, don't even joke about that! Besides, would he let you top? Ever? I don't think so,,, so who do you love best?"

"You, of course…" Robin sighed and shook his head. "You know I wouldn't let Slade do anything even if he wanted to… even if he begged…. but, god, it would be fun to hear him beg…"

"Stay away from him, he's bad news…"

"Said the delinquent…" The hero rolled his eyes.

"Yes, well the delinquent is not in the people-killing business, the delinquent has some standards…" the thief said haughtily.

"Yes, he does… and this hero really appreciates that…" Robin grinned and pulled Red down for another kiss. "I'd like it more if he was a bit quicker with the stripping, though…"

"Anything for you, cupcake!" the redhead exclaimed and was naked in record time. The hero caught up with him a moment later.

Red was on top as they were kissing and grinding against each other, getting hotter by the second. As the redhead pulled back a bit to breathe, he gave his secret boyfriend a genuine smile.

"So… what do you want? Anything goes, cupcake…"

"Mmmm… I think… yeah, I want you inside me… please?"

"No need to beg, sweetie…"

"I'm not sweet and I'm not a pastry!" Robin half sighed, half laughed. "I'm a hard-ass crime fighter, and don't you forget it!"

"Tight-ass more likely… in a good way…" the thief smirked.

"You are just irredeemable…" the hero chuckled.

"You know me so well… now… I think it's my turn to say 'spread em!' for once…"

"Do you want my hands where you can see them as well?" Robin asked innocently.

"Hell no, not if you can think of something better to do with them."

"I think I can…"

Robin gasped as Red pushed into him a short while later.

"Good?" the thief asked.

"Mmm… very…. More…"

"Yeah, hang on… I'm trying not to make you cream-filled already if you know what I mean…"

"A nun would know what you meant…" Robin snickered.

"Thanks, just the image I needed…" Red grinned. "Hold on to your habit, little birdie…"

"That, on the other hand made… no… oh! .. .se-heh-nse.. aaat… all…"

"Stop talking when I'm fucking you."

"… kay…Oh… yeah… right… there… god!"

Despite the mentioning of nuns the whole thing didn't turn into a marathon, and pretty soon the teens were catching their breaths, plastered against each other.

"You're right… you're not my cupcake, you're my little tart, aren't you?" Red grinned.

"Watch it, or I'll use those handcuffs you gave me on you in a not-so-fun way…" Robin smirked and kissed his lover. "I gotta go…"

"Yeah… thanks for financially ruining my evening, anyway…" Red grinned.

"Any time, babe…"

Red tried to slip a few rings out of the bag while they were dressing, but Robin knew he would and stopped him by snatching it away.

"I really have to go or my team will think my jump-cord snapped…" the teen said regretfully after a few more kisses.

"Urgh, don't say things like that… I don't want to call you my little pancake…" Red muttered.

"Ah, you're so sweet…" Robin snickered. "Bye! See you soon!"

As the teen hero swung away over the rooftops he grinned to himself. He felt a little bad about the whole thing… Red hadn't even triggered the alarm in the Tiffany-store, but the thief REALLY had to learn not to comment on his hobbies on Facebook…

Red grinned as well as he watched his boyfriend disappear behind a building. He wondered if Robin would ever figure out that mentioning a burglary on his Facebook-wall was the best way in the world to get him to come over…

The End

A/N:

Facebook time!

So this is just for those of you who wanna friend me on Facebook, kay? It's perfectly alright if you don't, I understand about privacy, as you will see below… I'll post this on my dA account as well, by the way…

This is how we're gonna do this… instead of me putting the link out here, you have to leave a message for me and I'll send you the link so you can add me, kay? Just let me know in a review or a PM that you want to add me, and I'll send you the link… this means you have to be logged in, of course…

A few rules:

1. Please include your ff or dA alias in the "friend-me" message, or I will have NO idea who you are…

2. Please never mention anything on my facebook page that might lead my friends/family to my stories, so no complete titles, character names or links, please. You are free to ask/write general things like "Are you going to update -61 soon?" or something like that. I have no problems with the slash-thing either, I just don't want them to read my stories…

In return I, of course, promise not to leave messages like "I'm so glad you liked the anal fisting in my last story!" on your wall… ;)

I will, after hopefully a few people are added, start a group or something, which will be 'private' and so in there we will be able to discuss freely… I thought we could share reading-tips from other fandoms there too, and maybe general writing-tips and good sites… and/or if we get stuck on something and/or needs to know something about another culture, we could ask questions there? So it's not supposed to be some kind of "Wynja-worship-place", it's supposed to be like a general ff support-group focusing on Sladin… ;) I think I might call it something involving ducks, though… something innocent… I don't wanna call it "we who love to read/write about gay buttseks!" because… well, it's TRUE, but… ;) … you know… let's not scare our families… ;)

Oh, and I'm not a very cool person; I don't look cool and I don't do cool things… I'm just mama Duck, so don't have too high expectations… ;)