Title: Never Assume too Much
Disclaimer: I own nothing…the world is cruel.
Warning: Slash fic, which is and isn't non-con. That's helpful right?
A/N Dedicated to a friend, who said I couldn't sleep yesterday until I updated…I did go to sleep but I woke up early this morning and finished this. Enjoy.
Someone sneaking into his room wasn't usual but Red X said he was going to be out of town for a few days. He must have finished early and came back to surprise him.
"Red?"
A finger is pressed to his lips and he hears a hushing sound. Robin relaxes back into the pillows that he had partially risen from.
It was darker than usual in his room. Red must have pulled the curtains when he came in, making the room almost completely black.
Robin couldn't help smiling to himself as he felt the end of his blanket lift up and a pair of hands move their way up his pajama. A finger hooked into his waist band and Robin lifted his hips to allow them to be pulled all the way off.
Robin didn't wear any underwear to bed anymore. It usually only got in the way on nights like this and when things got in the way Red had a tendency of tearing them to shreds. Robin had already lost more than he could count.
A hand lazily stroked Robin's already semi-hard shaft causing the teen to suck in a quick breath. Warm fingers worked their way up and down him but the pace remained slow and teasing. Absolutely driving Robin crazy and he finally let out a needy moan. The mattress shifted just before Robin threw himself back against the headboard biting his lip in an attempt to hold back the moan that was fighting to get out as a hot and greedy mouth closed itself around his cock.
"…Red," Robin moan his lover's name. Robin couldn't remember Red having ever given him head as good as this before. Was Red surfing the internet for tips again? Robin ideally thought as the tongue in the mouth that was oh-so-good flicked against the underside of his shaft making him pant and thrust his hips.
Not being able to speak at this point Robin lifted one hand and pushed it through Red's hair, thick smooth strands sliding easily through his fingers.
Only Red's hair wasn't straight…
Robin gasped as the mouth sucked harder, all of a sudden.
And Red's hair wasn't this long…
And the pair of hands now crawling up his sides and over his stomach were much too big to belong to the clever thief.
Another feeling was building in his stomach but it didn't have anything to do with his on coming climax. It was because the man in his bed, who was giving him the blow-job of his life, was not Red. Robin partially zoned-out mind finally put the pieces together.
"St-Stop…" Robin said breathlessly trying to move away. The large hands tightened automatically as the mouth moved faster, sucked hard and Robin willing or not soon exploded in a way that he had before. Coming multiple times before going limp back onto his pillows.
It was a few minutes before Robin's brain could function and process the question of who it was that had found their way pass the Tower's security, into his room and gave him a blow job that he would never forget.
"Who are you?"
"And here I thought you considered yourself a detective Robin," purred and all too familiar voice.
"Slade!" Robin shouted and tried to dodge away only to be snared by the ankle and pinned to the bed. Robin kicked out in an attempt to force Slade off but first one leg and then the other were pinned down by Slade's massive legs. His knees on either side of Robin's thighs, his legs crossed over with his feet on the inside of the boy's ankles as he pinned Robin's arms beside his head.
"Slade, why did you-why are you here?"
"I've been keeping up with your nightly visitations, Robin. That petty thief? Really, you could do much better." Slade shifted above him and then a mouth was pressed against his as if to say he was the better choice. Robin could taste himself on Slade as he pushed into his mouth before Robin could snatch his head away.
"NO!"
"Quiet, Robin. We wouldn't want to wake the others." Robin went still. "Then again you did sound proof your room a few weeks ago."
"Slade please don't do this."
"Really Robin. You seemed to be enjoying yourself a few moments ago. Why the cold shoulder all of a sudden?"
Robin struggled against Slade again but it was like trying to movie a mountain. The man was solid muscle and wouldn't budge an inch. Slade chuckled softly as the Boy Wonder struggled for several minutes finally going limp and staring up at the villain above him.
"I'm with Red, Slade. He's my boyfriend and if you get off of me right now and leave. I will wait a whole hour before coming to find you."
"Why wait an hour when I have you right where I want you now?"
"Slade, I won't do this."
"I'm not giving you a choice Robin." Slade moved down and started kissing his neck.
"Slade, wait! Red-" Robin gasped as Slade bit down on his shoulder. "Red is coming over" a pause as another bit mark joined the first, "later."
"Good, maybe I'll let him join in the fun." Slade kissed his way down Robin's chest. "But then again, since I employed him to do a job for me in Steel City, I don't think he'll make it tonight."
Slade shifted the hold of both of Robin's wrists into only one of his so that he could have the use of his other hand. Slade sucked on one of Robin's nipples as his hand played with the other. Then, swirling his tongue around one tender bud, he pinched the other causing the boy underneath him to gasp.
"Slade…," Robin moaned breathlessly.
"That's right Robin. I like it when you say my name like that."
Robin didn't know what to do. He…liked Red a lot, but the both of them were new to this and the things Slade was doing were…just…masterful. He was gentle and teasing at times and then rougher at others. And as Slade bit him for a third time, Robin found himself arching up off the bed yet again. He could take much more of this.
"You liked that didn't you, my little bird? Want more?"
"No." Robin was proud of himself for getting the right word out but somehow his tone and body seemed to say the opposite as Slade moved back up and recaptured Robin's lips. This time however Robin just couldn't find the energy to fight back this not quite unwelcomeaggressor and as one set of lips devoured the other, all thoughts of betraying Red was forgotten. Just like when Red and Robin were together, thoughts of betraying the Titans were forgotten.
Slade released Robin's wrists and Robin's hands started feeling there way across Slade's broad chest, marveling at just how chiseled the man was. Rock hard muscle revealed themselves under Robin's searching hands, which were so unlike Red's. Red was muscular and lean but Slade's body was that of a Greek god.
Slade let a hand travel down again rubbing a calloused palm across the flat of Robin's lower abdomen, but not quite low enough for Robin's taste. Robin let out a pleading moan as Slade smiled into their kiss and pulled away.
"Lube?"
"…night stand…hurry up." A soft chuckle answered him as Slade shifted away slightly.
"Patience was never one you your virtues, was it?"
"Nope."
"That's a shame," Robin heard as a slick digit eased its way in. Robin instantly wanting more, spread his legs wider giving the Slade better access.
"But I guess I can over look it this time." Robin moan with pleasure as a second finger joined the first and started to pump in and out, then scissoring inside of him every now and then. Slade leaned forward again to capture the boy's lips in a kiss as the boy himself pushed back against the invading digits.
Slade's hand caressed the heaving chest underneath him before finding a hardened nub of a nipple and twisted. Robin gasped against his mouth as Slade pushed in a third finger.
Robin was fully and completely turned on by now, Slade's body directly above him providing fiction against his already hard cock as they rubbed together. It was just missing one thing. Although, Slade large fingers were great, he know they would pale in comparison to something else the man could offer in there place.
"Slade…"
No other propping was needed as Slade removed his fingers, slicked his own pulsating organ and started to push in.
"Yes!" A pair of very limber legs wrapped themselves around Slade's waist as one person pulled and the other pushed Slade deeper into Robin, until the man's balls were flush against Robin's ass.
Robin breathed a couple of deep breaths, trying to acclimate himself to Slade's engorged cock. The man was huge, filling him like never before, stretching his insides with pain-edged pleasure and pressing on his prostate all at once. God, no wonder some people were size whores.
Then bliss became heaven as the focus of Robin's thoughts pulled out and then slammed back in. Robin couldn't help himself and let out a little yell as that very special spot was smashed into with the force of a pile driver. Then again, and again and as Slade increased in pace, Robin lost himself. The hero disappearing underneath the horny teenaged boy that he was.
With everything that was happening it didn't take long for Robin to feel that familiar tightening and then came all over his stomach. Slade continued his torturous pace until finally, slamming in to him one last time, tensing. Robin's inside flooding with heat as he leaned panting, back against the pillows.
Without removing himself from Robin, Slade leaned over the teen. "It's official. You are definitely wasted on that thief."
Catching his breath, Robin said, "Slade, why did you do this?"
"Because I wanted to. Because I couldn't have that thief have you all to himself now could I."
"But this was so…wrong. You're a criminal."
"So is the thief."
"Red's different. He's…" Robin trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"Please continue Robin. I would like to know how you rationalized sleeping with a known criminal."
"We met outside of the suits, okay? We only found out about each other…afterwards."
"I see, so what are you going to tell him about us?"
"There is no us."
Robin tried to shift away but Slade's bulk was just too much for him to move. "Get off."
"I just did."
"Get off of me, Slade." Robin couldn't see Slade's face but he could still feel the smile as Slade removed himself and stretched out next to Robin.
"Get out."
"Make me." Robin reached for his lamp but Slade grabbed his arm and once again Robin found himself a prisoner in his own room.
"There's no peeking, Robin. The lights stay off."
"Then why are you here! Just because you wanted to fuck me doesn't make it alright."
"You're wasted on that thief, Robin. You deserve better." Robin felt the man shift above him and turned his head to the side so that Slade met his neck instead of his lips.
"And you think that's you?"
"Yes. Tell me you didn't enjoy it and I'll leave and never come back."
"I…didn't enjoy it," he mumbled.
"Liar." They both know that was only the truth, Robin had enjoyed himself much too much.
Robin sighed. "So what if I am. It doesn't matter. I won't say that I didn't enjoy it but I did not want to have sex with you."
An angry tension seemed to fill the space between them suddenly.
"For someone so smart, you're sure not acting it." That honeyed tone of afterglow was gone from Slade's voice now and the full force of the situation hit Robin. He was naked and pinned underneath his enemy…after they had just had sex in his bed. What was he thinking? Not to mention he had cheated on his boyfriend. He didn't know which of those things were worst.
"Your pitiful little thief has never fucked you like that, admit it."
Robin was now very aware that he would have to talk his way out of this one, not being able to get any room to maneuver. "How would this work? It wouldn't Slade, it really wouldn't. You kill people for a living and I save them. We're just too different. It was great, but please, just leave."
Slade was quite, rolling Robin's words around in his head but the moment was cut short because the alarms choose that very moment to sound, drawing both men back into reality.
Slade shifted almost as if to listen for a moment, then he let out a sigh. "Maybe it was too soon," he said almost to himself. "Yes, I think it was." Slade moved away and Robin was finally able to sit up. Robin heard some rustling…Slade getting dressed? Then some clicks….armor?
Robin felt Slade approach again and tensed. "You're young Robin but you're also in denial. You say you're a hero but you date a thief and have sex with your enemy. I think you have some deeper issues to deal with here then just liking other men."
Robin felt the man moving closer to him but could only make out a large dark outline.
"You've trapped yourself in the life of a hero; denied your own feelings for so long that you willingly embrace your darker half, your forbidden pleasure. Be careful Robin, because if you tease the darkness too much, it might just reach up and drag you down with it one day."
Robin was speechless, his chest and stomach in knots as he know some potion of what Slade said was true. He had obeyed the rules for so long that the taste of the forbidden fruit was intoxicating. He has just never thought about why he liked it so much, he hated it, felt guilty about it…but loved it all at the same time. Was it Red that he liked? His body?...or was it the idea of sleep with the thief Red X? Robin didn't know.
"I'm leaving now, Robin. Go and look after your city, go and protect its people from all that threaten it, go and save the day knowing that you've enjoyed yourself with the very people that threaten it. If you ever stop living in denial, I'll be waiting."
Slade moved next to the window. "Oh and if you like the thief, you might want to discourage his advances from now on. After all it would be very difficult for him to make his way in here with a few broken bones. Wouldn't it?"
Robin was about to reply when his communicator when off. He reached for his nightstand and opened it.
"Robin where are you? We're ready to leave."
"Go without me, Cy. I'll be there in 10."
"You didn't set off you grappling hook by accident again, did you?"
"No, I was just more tired then I though. You guys can handle it until I get there."
"Alright man, Cyborg out."
Robin closed the communicator and turned on the light. Slade was gone.
Robin sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. How the hell did he get himself into this situation? What was he going to do about Slade? And more importantly what was he going to tell Red?
Not having an answer, Robin stood up heading for the bathroom.
In the shower, Robin paused about to turn on the water as one hand moved through the sticky substance on his stomach, a clear sign of his betrayal. But instead of feeling guilty, as he should, all Robin could think of at that moment was the action that had caused it, namely Slade pounding into him with, swift, penetrating, strokes. Robin turned on the shower as he bit his lip and his hand moved lower.
Maybe Slade was right, maybe he did have a problem.
A/N – Thanks for reading. I really enjoyed writing this one. At first I wanted it to be a lighter fic then it was going to be a very dark fic then it became this. And I'm happy with it. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, my Beta/sister has kinda left me hanging so this was all me.
Oh and I am planning a chaptered fic sometime in the future. It's in the planning stages but I hit me like a thunderbolt two days ago and hasn't left me so we will see if I can get it all down.
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