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Scars: Chapter 14
Dominance
'Slade has me.'
Slade had him. He took him in a most vulnerable state and chained him up again to do whatever he pleased with him. Robin looked down and blinked anxiously. He felt an unusual amount of air hitting his eyes. It was then he realized his mask was off. He widened his eyes a little. Damn. Slade loves looking into his eyes and seeing all the pain hid behind them.
With no mask, Robin emotions were out to the open.
Another disadvantage for him. He didn't feel complete without his mask. Or as brave. Especially in front of a villain. Scratch that, evil arch-nemesis is a better word. Being more observant, he tried to take a better look at his surroundings. He squinted, but then felt something on his face. It was dried tear tracks. Robin scolded and mentally yelled at himself for allowing tears to fall in front of Slade. Shit. Being even more submissive than he was supposed to act. Dammit.
He looks away in shame on himself. But when he looks back up, he sees the two toned metal mask. His heart froze over again. His eyes widened and his breath hitched in his throat. He had entered the room without Robin even noticing. He was way too vulnerable in this position, as he did months ago. And he felt a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Slade was going to make a move eventually. And the thought of it frightened him.
"Hello, Robin." he said deathly calm. But then it hit Robin, the voice in his head...it was Slade's...
"Why Robin, this position is familiar isn't it?" Slade took Robin's weakened glare as a yes.
"Yes, yes it is. I've missed our times together, haven't you?" Slade inclined. Robin just glared in anger and embarrassment.
"It really was foolish of you to run away from me, my Robin. It will only prolong your suffering..." Slade stepped closer to Robin and kneeled down so they were eye to eye.
"Dammit Slade! I'm not yours! Shit. Just...leave me alone." Robin yelled fiercely. Tring to sound threatening, but he was a little too weak to sound like much.
"I will never leave you alone, Robin. I've already taken you over. Mind and body. But you still wont give in. Such a spirit. A flame that desperately needs to be tamed...and that will happen. You, just need to learn to except it..." Slade said, staring at Robin like he was a wild animal that needed more training.
"Fuck you!" Robin yelled at Slade's face, baring his teeth as he grit them in anger and frustration.
"Such language, Robin. Do you need to be taught your lessons all over again?" Slade said in a stricter tone.
"Don't lecture me, Slade!" Robin rasped. Slade shook his head and held his hand up to Robin's chin. Gripping it, forcing Robin to look at him.
"Do you know how weak you are right now, Robin?" Slade asked him, making sure to expand the word 'weak' to Robin's face. He knew how Robin hated being 'weak'.
"You can barely move. Your mind is pressured. And your still in a daze. It's a big risk to be talking to me like that, knowing I am in full control over you." Again with the dominance thing.
"Right now you're in a very vulnerable position, so I suggest you play your cards right." Slade lectured. Robin didn't want to help prove him right and was still very angry.
"Bastard!" Robin yelled at Slade again. Slade's patience grew thin and he got angry. No one liked it when Slade got angry. Robin felt a sharp pain on his cheek as he was backhanded across the face by Slade's massive hand. Robin shut his eyes and winced in pain from the unexpected gesture.
"What did I tell you? You never learn, do you?" Slade said sharply. He then took the hand that was once holding Robin's chin up and put in on an entirely different mission. It ended up on Robin's collar bone. He, almost gently, traced the bite marks on Robin's lower neck. Slade was most unpredictable.
"D-don't touch me!" Robin stuttered. Robin tried to remain calm, but now his fear was trying to kick in at an abnormal rate. He tried to keep an eye on Slade and his wandering actions. Slade ignored Robin completely and continued his exploration.
Robin was tense. And Slade could tell he was frightened. Robin knew he couldn't fight back...
"You are still my property, Robin..." Slade said matter-of-factly. But Robin couldn't find the voice to speak.
Slade's hand then drifted lower down Robin's chest to land on the burnt in Slade emblem on his heart. He traced it. Slade could feel Robin's heartbeat, and how his pulse increased its speed from Slade's touch.
This gesture was also one Robin was unprepared for. Robin's eyes widened with knowing and he tensed even more. And shivered involuntarily from another sudden cold touch. Robin's skin was in goose bumps, and not only from the touch, but it was very cold , and he still didn't have a shirt to guard his chest. Form the cold, or from Slade.
Robin was getting very nervous now. He was breathing heavier, and Slade kept an eye on that and kept talking.
"...and the fact that my property doesn't listen and keeps running away, is making me very angry..." Slade hissed, then purposely put a lot of pressure on a sensitive part of the unhealed burn with two fingers. Robin let out a sharp, quiet pained sound, but then just inhaled sharply, making a hiss sound over his teeth. He shut his eyes for a second only to open them a second later to see Slade's mask in front of him, looking at him in the eyes, picturing the crude smirk under the black and copper mask.
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