My favorite chapter so far, also it took the most thought and concentration and the words "What would Slade do?", and it's five in the morning. Thank Rocky-White Wolf of Curses because without their help this scene would never have been possible.

Robin walked into a quiet fortress. Nothing but the sound of gears grind, the hiss of steam, and the soft sounds of Slades manservant doing some task or another. But then again it was always this quiet unless he was training or given an assignment, occasionally he would hear the sounds of typing or Slade creating.

A piece of paper attached to one of the training robots heads caught his attention.

You have exactly one minute to get to my quarters or you forfeit your reward.

Robin had only been there once when he had been severely injured after an assignment, but still her remembered the way down to a T.He took off, practically flying up the stairs to come to a screeching halt in front of Slades door with only seconds to spare.Not wanting to seem over enthusiastic he calmly opened the door and he nearly drooled at the sight that was before him.

Slade lay on a bed covered in black silk sheets. From what Robin could tell he was wearing nothing but a soft black eye patch. Pulling his eyes from the slightly angelic face he was greeted by a sinful torso. Rock hard, chiseled pecs and abs flowed into a narrow waist. A thin trail of crisp white hairs lead from the soft indentation of Slades navel down. Robin was only slightly disappointed by the thin silk sheet draped there, but he could still tell that Slade was big, very big.

Slade tilted his head back and laughed at Robin's awe. "Did you think my form only came from my costume much like the flying rodents?"

Robin slowly shook his head. It was true, most of Batman's perfect form did come from his costume, and Slades defiantly did not. Logically he knew there was only pure muscle under that tight black kevlar and metal, he just never knew how striking it was.

Coming to his senses finally, he closed and locked the door.

"Coming to your senses finally. Next time I want to incapacitate you I'll forgo my usual means and just take my shirt off," Slade smirked and watched Robin shudder slightly. He had had enough games, "strip, slowly."

Slowly and calmly Robin began to strip. He reached up running his fingers across his chest as he did so and began to loosened his metal neck plate and removed it, he trailed a hand across his now exposed throat. Nothing much sexy could be done about the gauntlets but the gloves he removed with his teeth. Now came the fun part, leg armor. He ran his hand high across his inner thigh to reach the straps at the back of his leg, his thumb "accidentally" brushing across his groin making him hiss in pleasure.

Slade was hard and loosing his patients very quickly. "Enough games Robin."

Hearing his name Robin looked up and wished he hadn't. The thin sheet covering Slade was tented and stained with precum. Robin swallowed as he became painfully hard very quickly. He stripped off his remaining articles of clothing as fast as he could and stood before Slade naked except for his mask.

"The mask Robin. You've seen my face, I want to see yours."

Hesitantly Robin reached up and after a pause, began to peel the mask off revealing his sharp blue eyes for the first time in a long time.

"Beautiful," Slade murmured as he looked at Robin. He arched a brow as if daring his pretty bird to come play.

Robin wasted no time crawling onto the bed that his Master was so seductively sprawled across, but was pretty much lost from there. His only sexual experience came from dreams, the occasional bout of solo activity, and a gang rape at the hands of the joker when he too young to remember the details, thank god.

Slade got a sick thrill in the knowledge that he was going to defile the boy wonder. He propped himself up on and elbow and captured Robin's lips in a rough, passionate kiss.

Moaning, Robin entangled a hand in that snow-white mane. He parted his lips and Slades tongue began to delve in his mouth. Taking a page from one of his dreams he suckled softly on the invading muscle and was surprised when Slade moaned.

A/N: Decided to drop off right here, I never finish the first slash scene. See, now you'll be all anxious for the next chapter wondering if they've gone all the way or not.