A/N: Hello Boy's and girls! So this is the 4th chapter! I'm so happy to those who read the third chapter and acknowledged the day of Silence ;A; I felt so proud to those who Sent me messages saying thank you and supported it! TTATT you guys make my year! Any who This is my favorite type of chapter -the awkward chapter- not that any of the chapters I've submitted aren't awkward as enough as they are, but yeah it's THAT chapter, to all of the girls and boys who have been awaiting this chapter don't get your hopes up TOO high it's only PG-13 at this point, but I promise it's full of steamy side kick goodness ;D Enjoy! 3 P.S. Just bought the third issue of Young Justice today~ Super happy!
Unfortunately for Superboy things were nothing close to normal. Every time he saw Robin another fantasy popped into his head. He would wave off his panic with a. 'OH uh I sprained my wrist' or 'I ate something bad..' then Robin would understand thinking M'gann had cooked it. Although the fantasies had gotten worse while his relationship with Robin hadn't. Actually after school Robin would ask Superboy to come and play video games at Batman's mansion, to which he accepted every time even if it was during his workout regimen.
Kid Flash thought Superboy looked like a puppy following his master; he'd often make fun of Conner by holding out a leash and sing in a high pitched energetic voice, "Wanna go for a walk, boy?"
"HaHA very funny KF, aren't you supposed to be with Flash today?", Robin retorted.
"Ah Shit! you're right!", Kid Flash remembered then sprinted out trying to avoid the newest lecture from Flash.
Superboy stayed silent at the remark digging farther into Robin's king sized bed. They were playing street fighter on Robin's X-Box 360; his room was like a security office with screens and cables hook-up to god knows where. Alfred would check up randomly wondering if the two wanted snacks or as he put it 'refreshments', but Robin would just tell him to leave because he was throwing off his mojo. Conner won 4-1 with ease, he'd never played video games, but he seemed to be a natural at it-smashing buttons and throwing around a gauge wasn't too complicated for even a 16 week old clone-
"Where'd you learn to play?", Robin questioned laying back onto his bed.
Conner's blue eyes looked over Robin. Dick'sbackarched,hopingtogetclosertoConner.Hitchedbreathfelluponnakedskin.
"Uhm..I'm just really good", Conner answered feeling a bit awkward.
"Bull!", Robin sat up, "You even beat me!"
Conner gazed at Dick's thin neck. Bruisesandbitesstainedhisneck,whichtraileddownwardintoamessypattern.
"Maybe you're just not that good", he teased swallowing back another fantasy.
Dick hit Conner's shoulder playfully, "Ass! That's like saying KF is good with chicks, just isn't true!", Conner smiled, it might have been the physical attention but the soft resignation from Dick's body heat might have done it as well.
"Hah, okay I see your point", Conner complied evenly.
Robin rubbed his eyes behind his glasses sighing into his palm. Conner got a peak of Dick's eyes, just a bit. A small sliver or light blue behind black eyelashes peaked through the cracks of think fingers. Conner looked aside feeling like he was watching something dirty, and in fact it somewhat was. In his dreams he hadn't ever seen Robin's eyes; Either his eyes were closed or something blocked them. He held his gaze to his pant zipper for some kind of distraction like a unicorn to shoot out of the denim.
"So..you and M'gann?", Robin cut in.
"Hm?", Superboy snapped his head toward Robin.
"Are you guys..you know~", he grinned trying to send him the hint.
Superboy raised his eyebrow questionably.
"Together, Dating, doing the dirty!"
A look of disgust even Batman would snicker at spread onto Conner's face, "No! Never-I would never!", he exclaimed feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Robin boasted into a fit of laughter. He held his waist/stomach feeling like his ribcage was about to give at anytime, "Y-Your face dude-!", he couldn't even finish the sentence without laughing. He'd never seen such an expression on Superboy's face before-oh the culture shock-
"What? What's so funny?", Conner blushed feeling as if he'd said something wrong.
"Y-your face", Robin's little fit of laughter slowly descended with time letting his clutch of his side unlock.
Conner looked away feeling embarrassed.
"Heh, sorry...I just couldn't help it", Dick smiled at Conner obviously trying to mend small wounds, "Besides I'm not the only one thinking it"
Conner let it pass, he was done asking questions because of Robin said it it must be true. He slowly laid down next to Robin feeling tired, the soft body heat coming off of Robin was comforting, "Hey Superboy"
"Yes?", Conner question looking at Robin.
"This is incredibly awkward"
Conner automatically sat up feeling himself flush, "Sorry", He stopped himself from stuttering, "I'll go", getting up he felt something tug on his shirt. He looked back.
"See you Friday?", Robin summed up a smile that made Superboy's heart flutter, "Y'Yeah", Superboy nodded shooing the hand away,
With a subtle inside whine Conner rushed out, but stopped once he saw Alfred; feeling incredibly rude if he didn't stop to say his goodbye's and take a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie.
With cookie in hand he kept his pace of 30 miles per hour toward Mount Justice. Instead of going inside he settled for the beach then plopped himself onto the sand and then looked out into the horizon, a few days ago he had watched dawson's creek-the theory of looking out into the sunset deep in thought was practical-
A heavy sigh slipped through Suporboy's lips, still looking out into the array of violet, orange, and pink which all seemed to mesh well. The calming pull and push of the tides lulled superboy to a point of -maybe One Tree Hill did have something on the meaningful stare into the sunset clips- He ruffled his hair making his messy black puppy hair even messier. The sun was setting faster than he anticipated leading Conner to get up and head over to the mountain. He felt like staying a bit longer, but if he came back after dark he knew he faced a stern talking to from M'gann.
Returning back to his seemingly empty room felt comforting, he didn't mind the lack of stuff, all he really needed was a bed-if that- a lamp, and a small bedside table for the lamp. He required no radio, or TV or computer like M'gann does for talking to her online friends or looking at the latest Earth's fashion. He just liked his bed and grey walls. He fell onto his bed exhausted from his day with Robin it took a lot to tucker Conner out, and suppressing his fantasies was a full time job on his own.
It was no surprise to Conner that the next day Batman was looming over him at the crack of dawn. If it weren't for his half dead morning charm he probably would have screamed and wet the bed-okay maybe not wet the bed- but instead he just yawned at the brooding superhero. Lifting up from the mattress he noticed how angry the dark knight truly was; his arms were crossed over his chest eyes-or mask-narrowed Intensely looming aura.
"We have to talk", Batman commented.
Superboy just gazed at the hero trying to calculate the situation at the moment, so he nodded.
"Let's make this quick... don't get any closer to Robin, or else"
This boggled Conner's mind, to think Batman of all people would threaten him, "Why?", Conner questioned feeling confused in unaware of how to reply besides a simple one syllable animal.
"To be honest, I don't like you, nor do I trust you around Robin", Conner could tell he was being the father protecting his naive son.
"Don't trust me, we're still partners, and what makes you think I want to get any closer to him?"
Batman's eyebrow arched-not that Superboy could see-, "you're just like Superman...just don't get any closer to him and things will be alright. got it"
"Affirmative", Conner mumbled bottling up his new found anger.
"Good",Batman replied then walked out not giving the clone a second glance.
A huge sigh of relief came from the distressed teen , he plopped back onto the bed, huffed then turned over onto his stomach somewhat screaming into his pillow for relief. There wasn't a real way to respond to what Batman had just said what did he mean 'don'tgetanyclosertoRobin' how close was he already? Why does Batman care?
Superboy rolled in his bed in frustration, "What did he mean by I'm just like Superman?"
"Duh, Conner cause you're his exact genetic clone!", M'gann interrupted popping her head in the room. Conner shook.
"What are you doing here? Were you listening to us?"
"Tsk! Of course not, I just came in once I heard you just now", her eyes slightly twitched. She was in a pair of white socks, a plaid skirt and a light blue tucked in blouse. She walked in looking cute and suave with her bangs clipped back, "Although I like you more than Superman"
Conner's eyebrow raised, "Thanks..?", Conner felt extremely awkward around M'gann these days. Ever since they went to the club she's been dropping less than subtle hints and peeping in at random times to see if he was busy.
"No Problem Conner", she smiled sitting down flashing a bright smile.
"Uhm...M'gann-"
"Yes?", she cut in without him being able to finish his reply.
"I have to get changed...soon`"
"Oh!..Eheeeh", she giggled slinking away, "Right okay H-Have fun!",she closed the door. From behind it you could hear her, "Stupid! Ugh That was so Stupid M'gann! How's he going to have fun while getting dressed?"
Conner smiled then began getting dressed, sliding on a blue pair of jeans and a black Tee with a red Superman logo smack damn in the middle. Striding out of his room things seemed quiet; M'gann wasn't at his door frame waiting on his every word, Artemis wasn't making cat calls at Conner's ass, and Most of all their is no half naked Wally strutting his ginger legs in Conner's face. Aside from the rude awakening he thought today was going well. There was a faint smell of something sweet coming from the kitchen, 'ProbablyMegan' Superboy thought to himself.
The kitchen was relatively empty aside from a few dishes in the sink, and a plate of brownies with Robin next to it slurping back a cup of milk in one hand a brownie in the other. Without much thought to it Superboy sat across from him and took a brownie, "Who made these?"
Black tinted shades gleamed Conner's way, "Alfred did, he said to bring them by" Dick responded. He was wearing sweat pants and a black tee shirt with the batman logo on it, there were small trickles of sweat coming from his forehead and neck.
"Oh..", Superboy looked to the side.
There was a scooting sound from the Robin's side and a warm presence laid near Superboy's right forearm. Superboy stiffened. On the right of Superboy was Robin laying by him, cheek on the table counter, "You seem kinda down, man..You okay?" , even without seeing his eyes Conner knew Dick's brown eyes were looking at him.
"Guess I'm just stressed..? Batman and I had a talk this morning..", Conner took a bite out of the brownie. He knew he had just caught Dick's attention, "He said something about how I was just like Superman"
"What does that mean?", Dick stepped into the conversation.
"How should I know? I barely know him.. he barely knows me", Conner sunk into his chair.
"Hey no worries", a flat palm rested on Superboy's back. Superboy stiffened even more. Robin didn't care, "I bet Batman was just messing around.. he's got a weird sense of humor"
A soft heat emanating from Dick's hand then slowly faded away as he took it off Superboy's back.
Superboy watched as his partner drank the last of his milk then let out a huge sigh. A small smile rested on Conner's lips, "What?", Dick questioned.
Conner wasn't very familiar with Earth terms but he knew what a milk-stache was, "You've uh...", his smile grew, "No never mind"
"What is it?", Robin leaned forward.
A heat spread from the base of his stomach to his chest, "You've got a milk on your face", he choked out, Robin smelled like milk and sea water. Conner liked the odd mixture, "I gotta go..take a shower.." Before Dick could answer Conner had already left the room with his unfinished brownie next to Dick.
He threw off his clothes on the cold tiled floor to show his newly sprung erection and turned the tap on to a freezing cold temperature and got in. After all the cold showers he'd woken up to you would think he'd of gotten used to them by now but a slight gasp slipped out as he adapted to the sudden change.
It had been a good three minutes and his erection still hadn't gone away. He stared at it...what was he supposed to do? Caldur had briefly lectured him on the mechanics of masturbation, but he'd never really tried it out before. The only thing he had to go off of was the dreams he'd had with Robin.
With a nervous hand Conner held his manhood in his hand, it felt weird like an appendage he didn't need. Then he started to stroke it with caution, there wasn't an inflation of feeling until an image of Robin popped into his head. It was like a switch had been turned once he thought of Robin.
A low heat resonated in the pit of his stomach as he started to stroke harder and quicker, soon he had a steady pace going. The pace had started to quicken as his mind started to wonder into fantasy after fantasy of Dick.
"Aaahn...R-Robin", he whispered under his breath hoping to keep his voice at a quiet tone. The heat slowly built up his spine contracting with the cold rush of the shower. There was a building pressure in his pelvis making his soft moans into restricted cries of pleasure. A cloud of of white liquid came out sliding down the shower tile and his inner thigh.
There was a slight silence as the milky white substance fell down his leg and mixed into the tap water. A wave of shock washed over Conner as he quickly got out and rushed into his room. The whole night he decided to stay up in fear he'd wake to another fantasy. That night he contemplated on his stance in Dick's life.
HEY GUYS~! So Uhmz quick update. I hope you liked the latest chapter of I dream of you. I've been working on tons of cosplay and other fanfics. I hope you enjoyed the latest Chapter :3