Chapter 11. I took a little while to update, but not too long. I don't want to rush anything, after all. Thanks for the reviews. One reviewer said they were confused about Slade's intentions. Just incase anyone else is, I'll state it in a basic way so as not to give away the story. He wants Cyborg, and Beast Boy. He wanted Robin, and still sort of does, but not as much as Cyborg and Beast Boy. You can interpret in which ways he'd like to have Cyborg and Beast Boy on your own, I'm not giving anything else anyway. Hope that cleared some stuff up. :)
Warnings: Evil Slade, yaoi. M RATED CHAPTER AGAIN! TURN AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR HAVE ISSUES WITH EXTREME MAN LOVE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
The water lightly splashed at the shore of the island. The others had not arrived yet, but would be there in only a matter of seconds. Slade stood at the water's edge, looking up at the tower as the woman stood next to him, her face badly bruised from his attacks. He had seen the Titans leave earlier, he had been waiting for Beast Boy to fall for hours. He wanted to have them, both Beast Boy and Cyborg, all for himself, and he didn't want the other Titans in the way, so this was the best time for his advantage. He told the woman to stay behind in order to hold back the Titans when they arrived, while he himself went up to find Cyborg and Beast Boy. She nodded her head and waited while Slade effortlessly entered the tower as if the door was wide open instead of heavily locked.
"Beast Boy... It's gonna be alright, just be strong." Cyborg said, trying to comfort the green boy in the tub. How he'd be able to help him when he himself was about to have a stroke, he didn't know. "A little longer, Bud. Raven and the others are just around the corner, I'm sure of it."
"Dude... you have to go..." Beast Boy said, almost breathless. "Slade... he has the cure, I'm almost positive this is because of him. Go... please... I can't take this..."
"B." Cyborg knew the younger Titan was right, he had to find Slade and take the cure from him, any means necessary. Cyborg used his thumbs to wipe off more perspiration from Beast Boy's brow as he held his head in his hands. "B, just please..."
Cyborg rested Beast Boy's head back on the tub and jolted out of the bathroom. As he ran through the tower he looked at his scanners to see if Slade could be located anywhere, and what he saw didn't completely register for the first few seconds. Cyborg stopped in the main room of the tower and looked at his arm's scanner. Slade was there, right there inside the tower. As Cyborg was about to begin his search for Slade, he heard his voice come from the exit of the room.
"Cyborg, you look so flustered. Why the rush, huh?" Slade cooly talked, his voice so deep and menacing that it gave Cyborg's flesh goose bumps. "I take it Beast Boy's incapacitated at the moment, or else I'm sure I would have walked in on you two doing something... unmentionable... while the others were away."
"Where is it?" Cyborg asked darkly, so full of anger his blue armor could be seen turning red.
"I must admit... I'm disappointed. I would have liked to have watched you too in the midst of a heated session." Slade ignored Cyborg's question. Instead, he talked, no, purred kinky obscenities about Cyborg and Beast Boy. "You can imagine my intense interest, can't you? You look like the pitcher of this relationship."
"Shut up..."
"Maybe, sitting on that very couch behind you..." Slade began to walk ever so slowly towards Cyborg. "You'd force open his legs and take what is rightfully yours."
"Shut up..." Cyborg began to growl, his body shaking with anger.
"Your face wrinkled by the incredible pleasure the boy's body brings you..." Slade, now inches away from Cyborg, began to lightly trace his fingers over his chiseled chest that was visible through his tight, black spandex. "I remember that feeling like it was yesterday... I assume you had the joy of feeling it before I, or was I the first?"
"I'll kick your ass, I'll torture you till you beg to die!" Cyborg furiously shouted into the masked face of Slade.
Slade watched as Cyborg thought of his next move. Some spit had escaped Cyborg's lips as he had yelled, the fluid driving Slade crazy. Slade wanted the man, he wanted to feel his metal and flesh with his fingers, he wanted to make him give up his guard and leave himself vulnerable to Slade's ever growing need.
"You said you wanted the cure to his illness, right? Well, I can give it to you, if you do one thing. I'm sure you can take a wild guess at what I want from you, Cyborg..." Slade said, taking off his belt after the words finished coming from his mouth.
"Slade... What do I have to do?" Cyborg could feel himself slipping away. "Anything, I'll do anything..."
The woman waited outside the tower, feeling the wounds on her face. Slade threw punches like nobodies business, and she was going to be sure to never have to feel his wrath again. She pulled her gold, mini skirt down as she felt a cold breeze sweep across the bay. He bought her the outfit she was sporting, the one she had eyed once before. She loved him, and he loved her too, she was sure of it. Slade just loved her harder than he did others, like Beast Boy. Slade loved Beast Boy, and Cyborg too for that matter, in the way she wished he would love her. She turned her back to the water and stared up at the tower. Right now, Slade was making Cyborg do one of two things. Either bleed because Cyborg took the offense path, or cry, because Slade was loving him in the way she knew he wanted to.
As she stared in daydreaming wonder, Starfire and Robin moved in behind her, not making a sound. Still, she looked up, not caring about her mission, only caring about Slade. In a matter of seconds, the woman was blasted into the lower wall of the tower. Starfire and Robin waited as the woman picked herself up from the rubble. Her hair covered her whole body as she recovered from the sneak attack. She stood upright and moved her hair behind her, her back facing the teens.
"I can't let you go... Slade told me to hold you back, and I intend to go through with it." The woman said, still not facing the Titans.
"You cannot stop us, we will get to Beast Boy." Starfire spoke, her eyes and hands glowing florescent green.
"Move aside and we will got easier on you." Robin tried to persuade the woman into clearing their path.
"I'm not allowed to move. I'm not allowed to let you live." The woman began, turning around as she spoke, her battered face open to the world. "Slade wants to be alone with Cyborg and Beast Boy, you don't belong."
The woman immediately sprung her arm up and blasted a beam towards the two Titans. They jumped out of the way, going in opposite directions. The woman ran towards Robin as he landed on his feet, throwing punches and kicks as fast as she could. Starfire flew at the woman and shot hot beams of energy at her. They all hit but did nothing as she jumped up to Starfire's level in the air and punched her hard in the left cheek. Starfire fell like a deadweight to the ground, the woman close behind her. Robin met her at the ground and pulled out his staff, swinging it at her. The woman blocked all his hits and grabbed the end of the pole, taking him off guard for a split second. She swung her leg at Robin and managed to deliver a crushing blow to his side. Robin fell to the ground holding his side. Again, she had broken a rib, this time maybe two. Starfire was knocked out for the time being, and Raven was still missing. He had to think of something.
The woman walked towards him and Robin's mind strained to find a way out. His ribs hurt too much to move more than a few inches. He found himself directly under neath the woman, she was so much on top of him that Robin noticed her underwear could be seen under the skirt. She bent down over Robin and placed face close enough to Robin's that he could feel her breath.
"Do you know what Slade is doing right now?" The woman asked Robin, her voice turning seductive. "Right now, I'd be willing to bet Slade is taking Cyborg for all he's worth. I don't here them fighting, so that must be what is going on up there. And you know what? You and your little redhead girlfriend won't be able to stop him, because you have broken another rib and she is out cold."
"You and I have a bone to pick with each other!" Raven yelled out as she and Aqualad came out of the water. "You ready for me?"
"Too ready." The woman said, moving away from Robin.
Aqualad made his way over to Starfire and rubbed her forehead, trying to wake her up. She moaned a bit, but her eyes didn't open. Raven shot a few rocks at the woman as she ran towards her. The woman attempted to hit her but was blocked but Raven's black aura. Raven wrapped the woman's body in the blackness and managed to hold her for a few seconds, allowing Aqualad more time to arouse Starfire.
"Raven, we have to hurry!" Robin screamed. "Slade's in the tower!"
Cyborg agreed to Slade's demands. He agreed to handover himself for the sake of Beast Boy. He'd do anything. Slade backed him up against the back of the couch and assessed his prize. Cyborg closed his eye and turned his head away when he felt Slade's hands explore his metal body. His metallic chest, his metallic stomach, his metallic hips... Slade was almost to thrilled to go any further, but found the will to push on. He moved both of his hands to Cyborg's hips and detached his metal guard. He dropped the heavy metal to the floor and looked at the white fabric hiding his goal. Instead of ripping the material away, Slade taunted the limp flesh from the other side of the boxers. Tracing the length of the soft manhood until he reached the tip. He teased it with the tips of his gloved fingers, basking in the power he had over Cyborg.
Cyborg chocked on his breath as Slade greedily grabbed the mound of Cyborg's package in his hand, rubbing roughly at the tender area at hopes of breaking through Cyborg's apprehension to make him grow hard. Cyborg had to grip tightly on the couch as Slade molested him, breathing heavy from nervousness and fear. Beast Boy was dying in the bathroom and here he was being felt up by the guy who made his lover sick. Even with the feeling of hate and sickness pulsing in his veins, Cyborg couldn't help but grow weak in the knees at Slade's hungry touch. He fought the urge to let go and let himself swell with lust, but he couldn't let go of the thought of Beast Boy. His thoughts flickered, however, when he felt Slade literally tear his boxers from his body. The sheer heat from the action made Cyborg lose partial control of his blood flow, thickening his manhood slightly.
Slade marveled at the sight. It was one of the few times he had ever been impressed by something that wasn't about himself. He actually felt the need to feel the brown meat in his mouth. He held back, but instead wrapped a hand around the length and began to pump more blood into Cyborg's confused prick. Cyborg whimpered with lustful anger as Slade pulled wonderfully at him. Beast Boy would understand, Cyborg was sure of it, he was doing this for him after all.
At that time Cyborg let go and allowed his organ to fill out to it's maximum capacity. A very pleased and astonished Slade held the flabby rod of flesh in his hand after the blood had finished rushing. Veins pulsed across the shaft of his toy and the tip was a sight of its own. It curved thickly as it met with the upper shaft, creating ridges that surly ran chills through however Cyborg found himself being intimate with. Cyborg's flushed face flushed heavier as Slade used both hand to handle him. One for his length and the other for the hanging mound underneath. He swung his head back and moaned at Slade's touch. The gloved fingers teased his tip every time they reached the top with each stroke. His other hand massaged Cyborg's sack softly, only adding to the wrongful pleasure.
Slade felt Cyborg's massive length twitch as Cyborg's right hand gently pushed on Slade's chest, signifying that either Slade stop, or Cyborg would blow like the geyser at Yellow Stone. Slade ignored the warning and tightened his grip on the African flesh. He showed no mercy to Cyborg. As he felt the seed rise through the length, Slade slowed his strokes making Cyborg's climax last longer. Cyborg huffed obscenities as his milk bursted out of him with almost painful intensity.
After all the liquid had finished flowing, Slade wiped Cyborg's love juice on the couch cushions. Cyborg rested on the couch, throughly spent, but Slade wasn't done. Slade pulled the man back up on his feet and turned him around, then shoved him over the back of the couch, making him bend down in front of him. Cyborg was scared at what was to come next, he was the decided 'man' of his and Beast Boy's relationship, he wasn't sure how he'd take it. Slade didn't care about Cyborg's fears, however, he proved this by pulling down the spandex of his pants low enough to let free his neglected manhood. Slade did little to prepare Cyborg for the intrusion other than spitting on Cyborg's opening. He pushed in slowly at first and as soon as Cyborg's grunts and groans died down to mere whimpers, he increased his speed, taking hold of Cyborg's hips as he pushed himself in deep.
At this time, Cyborg remembered Beast Boy. He was so ashamed, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to look him in the face again. Slade hissed with passion as he had his way with Cyborg. Cyborg could feel a hot tear run from his eye and wiped it away as soon as he could. If Beast Boy could take it, so could he, he was going to be strong for him, he was going to pull through. Cyborg aided Slade by joining in on the rhythm. He pushed back as Slade thrust in and pulled back as Slade went out. Cyborg clinched his muscles to make the job end faster, causing Slade to go faster. Any second now, Cyborg figured by Slade's actions. Slade dug his fingers in Cyborg's hips as he shot inside of the brown man. His wish was fulfilled. He got to taste Cyborg, after all this time he got to experience the muscle of The Teen Titans.
Slade pulled out and pulled his pants up. Cyborg stayed bent over the couch. It felt awkward to move, so he stayed still as Slade left the room to go get the cure for Beast Boy. As soon as the doors closed Cyborg fell to his knees. He thought about it, hard. He wasn't just raped, he just had sex with Slade. He wasn't raped because he knew he liked it. Could that explain why Beast Boy was so willing to make love after he had been raped? Maybe he too liked it on some level. Maybe he wanted to prove to Cyborg he loved him more, that's why they did it so soon. Whatever the reason, Cyborg wasn't very disturbed by what happened. He was hurt he did it, but he wasn't scarred. Maybe Beast Boy wasn't either. After all, he destroyed the tape before it finished. For all he knew, Beast Boy could have gotten into it after a while, like he had.Maybe he'dask Beast Boy after he got better,but for now, he had to make sure Slade would see through their deal. Cyborg picked up his metal guard and snapped it back in place, then left the room to go outside where he could hear a fight going on.
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I'm a smut writer, I have to admit it. I can't do something without having a few of these chapters in it. I'm sorry... I'm hoping if you got all the way down here, you are old enough to have read this. If not, shame on you... but please stay tuned for the next chapter! XD I would make this rated M, but it's harder for people to find M rated stories, and I don't want to risk reviews.