A/N: this is not a b-day fic! It's actually a prize-fic for HiDiNgFrOmYoU for being reviewer number 500 of the Christmas drabbles 2011! There will also be a pic to go along with this story, but that will come later as it's not started yet… ;)

HiDiNgFrOmYoU wanted a sequel to the x-mas drabble "Try it for Real", a 'one month later' scene, so here it is…

WARNING: this will contain quite a few kinks, but it's still a light story… I'd like to point out that the kinks weren't asked for, the wish was just for a sequel... so HiDiNgFrOmYoU might end up hating this... damn... I should have asked first... ;)

"Try it for Real" is actually one of the most misunderstood drabble ever… MOST people where all "oh, it's so fluffy and Slade is so fluffy/romantic/OC", only some got that, perhaps, Slade wasn't as OC as it appeared… ;) Robin will comment on it in this story…

Really Trying

"So, are you going over to Slade's tonight?" Cyborg asked him as Robin was poking a bit at his lunch without much interest.

"Yeah… unless something comes up…" the Titan leader said listlessly.

"Are you breaking up with him?" The straight-forward question came from Raven.

"Huh? What? No, I-"

"We will support you if you do, you know," the young woman continued. "Slade has been good for you, he stopped that spiral you were heading down, but you weren't yourself back then, and you really just can't stay with someone just because-"

"He gave me a key."

"Oh," Raven said, and four pairs of eyes were now looking at him, making Robin squirm a bit. "And that's… bad?"

"No… no, it's not… but it's been a month, and…"

"You wanted it sooner?" Beast Boy blinked.

"Or was it too soon?" Raven supplied.

"Please? What is the meaning of the key?" Starfire asked.

"I… I don't know…" Robin mumbled, staring down at his plate. His reply wasn't really aimed at Starfire's question, but the alien didn't know that.

"Then things are easy! You need only to ask his intentions with the key!"

"Yeah, Star…" Robin smiled slightly. "Thanks… I think I'll do that… Oh, and I also got a drawer…"

"Then the key is for that and the drawer is excellent for putting things in," Starfire explained. "Do you not see, Robin? It is not difficult."

The leader of the Teen Titans just sighed, a small, pale smile on his lips as he continued to torture the remains of his lunch. Not difficult? Things had never been this bad…

He awoke just after two and as usual he had to suppress the need to leave. He sat up, slowly, glaring through the dark at the drawer in the man's dresser. It was empty. Why bother to fill it, after all? It would soon be over anyway.

"Can't sleep?" Slade's gruff voice asked behind him, and Robin jumped up from the bed.

"How long are we doing this for?"

"Sleeping? Until morning is traditional…" the man deadpanned.

"No! This… this relationship-thing!" Robin explained as he started pacing in the bedroom, not caring or aware that he was naked.

"You keep calling it that…" Slade muttered disapprovingly from the bed. "Why do you ask? Are you getting bored?"

Robin stopped dead and stared at the man, wide-eyed.

"No! But… aren't you?"

"Does it seem like it?" the man sounded puzzled, and the teen could see his brow furrow through the poor light.

"No, but you… gave me a key and… a drawer…" Robin's voice died out.

"I'm sorry, I'm not following you," Slade said and shook his head.

"Well, you gave me those things…" Robin began, carefully, like he knew how thin the ice he was walking on was. "And I don't know why, I mean… did you feel you had to? Are you regretting it? Because I can give them back!"

"I gave them to you," Slade said very patiently, "because I wanted you to have them. Because I want to see more of you. And no, I do not regret it."

"But-" Robin went quiet after Slade made a gesture.

The man stood up, as naked as Robin was, and walked over to him, tilting his chin up and giving him a quick kiss.

"Sometimes I forget how messed up you are."

"Hey!"

"I mean about relationships. It's only been a month after all, you're still new to this."

"Only a month?"

"Yes. I know that's a bit longer than your longest relationship has lasted so far, but trust me, it's not long at all."

"I know, it's just…"

"You figured that since you don't want to break up with me, it must be I who wants to break up with you?"

"Yeah, well… how can you be interested this long? I mean, yeah, you decided to get all bossy and take over my life-"

"Noticed that, did you?" the man smirked.

"No… not until recently… I was in too much shock back then…" the teen muttered. "Anyway, you did it… made me yours, sex and everything… and now? I mean… what happens now? What are we supposed to do?"

"You can start with underwear."

"Huh?"

"For the drawer. You already have a toothbrush here, after all. Bring some more things. A spare uniform, perhaps?"

"Really?"

"Yes. I'm not going to let you get away, Robin," the man smirked.

"This is you being bossy again, isn't it?" the teen snorted.

"You like it when I am," the man's grin turned into a leer.

"Yes, but… don't you see?" the hero mumbled. "Don't you see how much it will hurt when… when you don't want me anymore? From being someone you must have to someone you couldn't care less about? I… some… some of my boyfriends at least… well, they didn't care that much and they showed it and… it hurt less… I'm afraid that, this time… I won't be able to…"

"You have trust issues… I thought you were over those…" the man told him solemnly. "Very well. I help you."

Robin never saw the light punch against the side of his neck coming, and it was too quick to even feel, but suddenly the world just disappeared.

When Robin woke up he couldn't move, his arms were tied to the bed's headboard. Each leg was bent at the knee as tied like that, the heels almost touching the underside of his thighs. His legs were parted, but he quickly closed them, wincing when his knees banged together. A piece of cloth covered his eyes, making it impossible to see, but he could feel that he was still naked.

"S-Slade?"

"Shhh…" the man's voice, coming from the side of the bed, made Robin jump and turn his head to face the sound.

"Slade, what… what are you doing?"

"Teaching you a lesson."

"Are you… going to hurt me?"

"Do you think I am?" the voice vas closer now, and Robin felt the bed dipping before the man straddled his waist, leaning against his raised legs a little. "Well, that was a silly question, wasn't it? You have already told me that you are convinced I will…"

"I… no… I… I don't know… not like this!" the teen objected.

"Oh, but it would be so easy like this… maybe it was my plan from the beginning? Pretend to care for you… love you… and when you suddenly go missing, who would blame me? No one. The Titans would be supportive in grief, I'm sure…"

"I… I don't believe that! I don't believe you will hurt me!" Robin growled.

"But I will."

"You… you will?"

"Oh, yes. I will teach you to trust me… trust me to give you just enough pain to make you want it, make it feel good… you are going to learn that that is the only kind of pain I will ever give you. Understand?"

"Y-yes, but… but Slade, please… I... I already know, alright? You don't have to- AAAH!"

The man slowly let go of the nipple he had pinched, rolling it a few times between his fingers first.

"Now be a good student, Robin. Class is in session." the man said and got off the teen. "Oh, but I see you like school," he then chuckled and stroked Robin's growing erection. "Good. Let's keep it that way, shall we?"

Robin couldn't see what was happing or what the man was using, but something like a thick piece of string was wrapped around the base of his cock and then around his balls as well, before being fastened tightly.

"Ooowww…. Slade… god…" Robin squirmed on the bed only just stopping himself from begging the man to remove the restraint. He wasn't sure what was going on, he didn't even know if he liked it, but it was Slade doing it to him and he couldn't help but feel that the man had the right to.

"Open your legs, Robin. I want to see those knees spread as wide apart as you can get them," the man ordered.

The teen opened up a bit but then something slapped his hip, something cold, something which stung, and he yelped.

"Not far enough," the man growled, and the teen instantly spread his knees until his muscles strained.

"Good boy… I didn't want to use my belt any more than I had to… stay like that and I will go get some nice toys for you…"

Toys? Robin's heart fluttered. They had never used toys before and he had no idea what to expect.

He had to wait for a while, which only made him more nervous, but then he thought he heard something, just a moment before something cold and slick pushed against his opening. Robin jumped and yelped, slamming his knees together again.

"Tsk-tsk-tsk…. bad boy…" he heard Slade say and once more something, the man's belt Robin now thought he knew, came down over his hip and thighs.

"Ow! Ah! Slade! Stop!" Robin begged.

"Then do as I say," the man answered.

"You… you scared me…" Robin mumbled and slowly spread his legs again.

"No, I surprised you. There's a difference. Now… relax…"

The cold pressure was back and Robin arched his back a little.

"What… what is it?"

"This game is about trust, Robin. Do you trust me when I tell you it's nothing you can't handle?"

The teen swallowed and then nodded.

"Y-yes."

"Then do as I say and relax."

The coldness and the hardness of the thing pushing inside him felt foreign and strange. It seemed to have a pretty slim tip and then it widened only to shrink suddenly again. Robin felt his entrance close tightly around the slim part.

"Is… is it a plug?"

"Yes… but not an ordinary one," the man chuckled. As the teen never had had an 'ordinary one' inside him either, and Robin wanted to say that it would be nice to start with one of those, but he stopped himself and willed his body to relax, taking a deep breath.

"Good…. good enough for a bit of a reward…" Slade purred and suddenly the plug inside Robin started to vibrate.

"Oh! Aaah! It… god, that feels…" the teen began to grind his buttocks against the mattress, trying to make the plug go deeper.

"You want more of it? Very well…"

A sort of hissing sound was heard and Robin gasped. Somehow the plug inside him had just… swelled.

"Wh-what…?" he gaped.

"It's inflatable," the man explained. "Apart from using a control to change the vibrations-" he demonstrated this by letting the low buzzing first die down and then come back in much greater strength, "I can also use a pump to make it grow much, much thicker inside you… like this," another hissing sound was heard and Robin felt the thing grow again. It didn't hurt, but the fullness was so strange to him. Strange but hot. "Of course, I can also push down on a valve and let the air out," the man continued, and now a long hiss of escaping air accompanied the feeling of emptiness inside the teen. Soon his muscles were only squeezing the hard butt plug again.

Robin felt himself climbing towards release and grinded harder against the mattress.

"Slade… mmm… Slade… make… make it bigger again? Please?"

"Of course," the man purred and pumped the thing three times this time, and then started playing with the vibrations, until Robin was moaning and withering, so, so close to- but he couldn't come. He was shaking through some sort of minor orgasm, but the release he had been expecting, had craved, didn't come.

"Forgot about this?" the man's voice sounded very smug as Robin felt him tug at the retrains around his cock and balls.

"Take… take it off!" he begged.

"Let me think… no," Slade chuckled.

"I… so… hate… you…" Robin growled and tried his best to yank his arms free.

"No you don't…" the man chuckled. "Because you trust me to let you come eventually, don't you?"

"How far away is eventually?" the teen wanted to know, "Because I- oh GOD!"

"Yes I thought we needed some good vibrations in here…" the man smirked. "Now… how about some pain?"

"P-pain?"

"Trust me, remember?"

"Trying to," the teen claimed.

"Good boy… now… how sensitive are your nipples, do you think?"

"Oh, god, what are you going to do?" Robin demanded to be told.

"Well… I found something that might like to… bite them a little."

"What? What- what's that cold thing, what are you- AAAAHH!"

"It's only a little nipple-clamp…" the man purred.

"TAKE IT OFF! OH, GOD, just… take it OFF! PLEASE!"

"I'm not hearing the safety word," Slade pointed out.

"We don't have a safety word!" Robin groaned. The initial pain had died down now, and been replaced by a hot throbbing.

"Oh. My bad. We'll decide on one until next time… and now, nipple number two…"

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHHH!"

Robin felt sweat starting to form little beads all over his body. The pain was so new, not like being hit in a fight, but something completely different. It pulsed within him, and the pulsing went straight to his cock.

"Let's add a little heat, shall we?" Slade asked.

"Heat?" Robin wished the man would take off the blindfold, but he knew it was useless to ask.

"Well, I've made the room really romantic, you see… I've lit a few candles…"

"Candles?" Robin's mind draw blank for a second and then, horribly, came up with something. "H-hot as in… wax?"

"Aw, my little-not-so-innocent-bird has tried this before? How disappointing… well, that deserves a squeeze, don't you think?"

The plug inside him grew again. Robin didn't know how big it was, but it felt like at least a tennis-ball.

"Ooopfff…" he moaned. "I've… I've never tried it! Honest! Never!" he promised the man.

"Well, you won't be able to say that in two seconds," Slade purred and then something hot dripped onto his thigh. It only burned for a moment and then it was just warm. Robin hadn't had time to decide if it was even worth a yell before the next drops hit, his stomach, this time. He gasped. This was better than the nipple-clamps, that was for sure, and it made him feel… dirty. But not the way his former lovers had sometimes made him feel, no, this was a pleasure-filled dirtiness, because… because it was Slade… and he was safe.

"I think my student is starting to understand…" the man purred, tracing Robin's lips with his finger. Maybe he had smiled, the teen didn't know. He teasingly tried to bite the digit and was rewarded with a throaty chuckle.

More wax splattered over him some hotter than the other, and his nipples got covered as well, making the teen arch and have that almost-there feeling again, which made him so frustrated he wanted to cry. Slade kept playing with the butt plug as well making it swell and then deflate, while the vibrations went up, down or disappeared all together.

"Now, Robin… about those doubts you have… how about we put them at ease, hmm?" Slade asked.

Robin was afraid to answer, because he didn't know how the man had planned to do this.

"I tried to simply tell you that you were mine…" the man continued. "And then I gave you some space here… a key to my apartment… little steps, of course, but, after all, it's only been a month… but those weren't enough for you, were they?"

"I… I'm just…"

"So fucked up and insecure, I know. So, I'd like to give you something you will have with you, always, a constant reminder…" Slade continued.

Robin held his breath. What was the man talking about?

"It's not jewelry… although I guess I could give you a nipple-ring…" Robin's right nipple was flicked at this, and he jumped. "No, it needs to be something that can't be taken off, something permanent. But of course, you can say no."

"No! I mean… no I, I want… I want to…"

"Good. I'm going to give you a scar."

Robin bit his lip for a moment, but then gathered to courage to ask.

"Where?"

"Hmmm… yes… where? As you are so mule-headed I should carve in into your forehead, but… I think here is better…" the man's fingers touched a spot mid way between his hip and his groin. "I'm going to cut it in, an 'S' and then smear a dye into it. It will be like a tattoo, Robin, and it will never go away. Just like me. Are you sure?"

"Yes." Robin was sure, but he was also trembling, and not only because the man had pushed the vibrator up to full power as a reward for his response.

The man didn't waste any time, and Robin hissed as he felt a cold blade cut into his skin. Slade held his hip down against the bed with one hand, keeping him steady, while working with the other, and he didn't hurry. The teen was close to whimpering when the knife finally disappeared.

"The dye is going to sting… but you won't notice it, since I'm taking these off," Slade told him and unsnapped the nipple clamps, both at once. The man was right. The teen arched off the bed in pain as the blood rushed back, and the sting from the dye getting rubbed into his fresh wound was almost soothing.

"Are you crying?" Slade sounded slightly concerned as he discovered the tears streaming out from under the blindfold.

"I… I just… I just came again…" Robin mumbled. "Please? Please I need to come for real? Please, Slade? With you inside me?"

"Not quite yet… I started painting you, and I intend to finish my little piece of art…" the man chuckled and then the pot wax was back, dripping down on him randomly, covering him from groin to neck, at least that's what it felt like.

Robin kept squirming and moaning, the feeling rather incredible, but he still couldn't come properly and the ever growing plug in his ass was driving him insane.

"There… want to see?" the man asked and Robin nodded. He blinked when the blind fold was removed. Outside the sunrise had just begun, and the room really did have lots and lots of candles, adding to the light. He looked down on himself and gasped as he saw his skin covered in red, yellow, black and green. His colors.

"Wow…" he mumbled.

"Yes… let's make sure we remember this…" Slade said, and suddenly something flashed. A camera!

"Slade! No, don't you dare!" the hero yelled.

"Of course I dare. You look beautiful, Robin… show me… spread those legs again… show me that plug inside you, and how hard you are…"

For some reason the man's words caused even more pleasurable stirrings inside the teen and he found himself doing exactly what the man wanted, posing for him while the camera flashed away.

Slade climbed onto the bed, still naked, and not, Robin saw, unaffected of the games that had been going on. The camera kept clicking away as Slade deflated the plug and pulled it out, only to replace it with his own cock.

"Better?" the man smirked down at him.

"God, yes…." Robin moaned, trying to push himself against the man. "Just… please… release…"

"All in due time," the man chuckled and started moving inside him. The pace was hard and fast, with only one goal in mind, and just as Robin thought he couldn't stand it anymore, just as the man's thrusts became slightly irregular, Slade pulled on the end of the string, and it all came undone at once.

Robin had never felt anything like it, it was like his whole body suddenly was rushing through one, small, specific point. He didn't know if he yelled out, though he was pretty sure he did, but then everything went black.

When he woke up his hands had been untied, and one of them was resting on his stomach. The alien feeling of his skin made him remember the wax, and he looked down, smiling. He went further down and explored his new scar, wincing slightly. The skin there was free of wax, the man must have planned for the mark to go there, and the scar itself was no bigger than a silver dollar at most.

"Back from the land of the happy dead?" Slade asked, walking in from the bathroom.

"Yeah…" Robin smiled.

"Not too much for you?" the man asked, sitting down on the bed beside the teen who couldn't really figure out how to move just yet.

"Oh, way, WAY too much. Thank you." the hero grinned. "It was what I needed, though… I mean, I already trusted you; I just didn't realize it…"

"I know," the man smiled and kissed him briefly. "And it's not quite over yet."

"What do you mean?" Robin asked, his eyes widening as the man suddenly wielded a knife in front of him.

"Well…" Slade smirked. "We need to scrape the wax off…"

The End

A/N: Been a while since I let Slade and Robin play like this, so I felt a bit rusty… still hope it was okay? The pic I'm planning will be from this story but it WON'T be from the smut-part, because dA would kick me out, providing I could actually draw it… ;) and, as I said, the pic is not started yet, but I can see it in my mind, so I hope it won't be too long…