Okay this is a story for Thanksgiving, a bit OC but pretty funny
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I once more did this in-between chapters, but don't worry it'll still rock
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Thanksgiving Birds -
"Beast boy drop the glirfnik, Cyborg stop throwing pizza, and put down the turkey Star!" Robin screamed over the food fight that had occurred during their thanksgiving dinner, not being the least bit surprised, seeing as this was Titans Tower, a house of five teenagers, and frankly this happened once a week, at minimum, so Robin was used to it by now.
"Is this not of the Earth customs?" Starfire looked to her leader with a questioning frown playing her lips, Robin chuckled.
"No Star, Beast boys just an idiot."
"Oh." The girl's mouth made an O now, causing the green Titan speak up.
"Hey!"
"What, man? It's true." Cyborg stated plainly, stifling a laugh, Raven rolling her eyes under the dark cloak.
After the leftovers where packed into the fridge, Robin turned towards his room, planning on passing out the moment his head hit the pillow, though fate had different plans.
His bed seemed so welcoming as he closed the metal door with a clang, a hand wrapping around his mouth, a question sounding before he passed out.
"Does this smell like chloroform to you?"
Robin woke staring down to a metal surface, or at least he thought it was metal, it being far to dark to tell, the smell having been the only clue. The teen soon realized his hands where tied behind his back, gloves having been removed, along with his boots and belt.
The light stunned the teen, wriggling farther as he felt the air hit his skin.
"Nice of you to join us, Robin." A purr sounded in his ear sending a chill down his spine.
"Slade." The boy growled, screeching as a warm finger ran down his back, over the exposed flesh, he was naked. Robin's head shot up, noticing the metal he was laying on was a large cylindrical plate, covered in vegetables.
"What the hell Slade?! Let me go!" Robin screamed.
"No." The man bite like a cobra with that single word, laying a hand to the boy's pale skin, the teen tried to look back, finding his head unable to move in that way, the older man being just out of his line of vision. Robin squirmed as a warm substance ran down his back and off his chest, the smell once more telling him of what the liquid was.
"A-are you pouring gravy on me?!" Robin's arms tried to pull apart, the ropes holding strong.
"You just look so appetizing, my little bird." Slade released a dark chuckle, swiping a finger over the brown substance, licking his fingers joyfully.
"What do you want, Slade?" Robin hissed, planning on kicking the man in the groin, though his legs where restrained with another rope.
"I'm just having my thanksgiving dinner, but perhaps I should have gagged my bird." Robin heard the threat, though chose to ignore it, speaking with a 'your-an-idiot' sort of tone.
"You eat turkey for Thanksgiving!"
"I though about turkey, but I thought that was so overdone, and decided upon a robin instead." The hero tried to object when a gag was placed over his mouth, followed by a thick blindfold, making a string of muffled curses sound. Was this man serious?! There's no way Slade would really 'eat' him, was there? Robin's heart skipped a beat as the man's mouth bite down on his ear.
"nnhhh!" Robin gasped, biting down on his lower lip, to stop any other unwanted noises from escaping, struggling farther against the restraints. "'ade! S'op it! 'et 'e go!" Robin tried to be authoritative, but seeing as he was nude, and the gag slurred his speech, that seemed impossible.
"Oh you just seem more delectable when you struggle." Slade ran his tongue up the bird's gravy covered back, causing a chill to run through him, the demon like chuckle occurring yet again.
"w'at do you 'ant 'ith me?!" Robin arched his back, trying to get it to stop, the violations continuing as a mouth made contact with his neck, biting and sucking to his jaw bone. Robin was glad he was wearing a gag, the man drawing closer to his mouth, though that hope being short lived as the gag was removed, quickly replaced with Slade's hot wet lips, pushing at the boy's teeth, trying to gain entry. Robin shook his head trying to get the man away from him, but finding it impossible, the man grabbing the back of his head, kissing harder. The frantic bird screeching as a hand pinched his nipple, the villain taking the opportunity to slip his tongue past the hero's teeth. Attempting to push the man out of his mouth, the man rubbing his cheeks, their tongues starting a ballet, though the boy wasn't trying to kiss back. Robin tried to bite down, a hand gripping his cheeks to force his teeth apart.
"'ade! s'op!" The man ignored the boy pulling back, shoving the gag back in the young hero's mouth, before he had an opportunity to say even a word. The man gripped his lower half roughly.
"What's your favorite Thanksgiving food, boy?" Robin didn't answer trying to crawl from the metal object, though the man held firm. "I enjoy potatoes, though cranberries are good to." The boy raised an eyebrow, not paying any attention to the criminal holding his waist, which he would soon regret gravely.
The man slowly began to push in without any farther preparation, causing a scream to pierce the air, the teen now fully understanding the kidnappers intention, tears spilling off his chin, twisting his hands in the ruff, soon to be red, rope, needing to escape this excruciating pain. Once the head was fully inside, the bird had thought it would get easier from there, but with each small thrust the man got a little deeper, until he was shoving to base, going harder than before. Robin had know the man would leave bruising, knew he would continue to go faster and shove in harder, and the screams grew louder. The screams filled the surrounding atmosphere, making the boy far more surprised when the man hit his prostate, a moan escaping him.
"Good boy." Slade trusted slamming into his wall repeatedly, causing the bird to screech in pure glee, arching his back as lust consumed him, having to resist the urge to push back on the intruding shaft. Robin hated this man, but even more so he hated himself, he was getting hard. His hardening extinction continued to grow until it was nearing release. The boy panted out so his entry shoved back despite his resistance, needing more, the man more than happy to oblige, the small form shaking as his release occurred, white covering the metallic surface beneath him. Sobbing on the cool surface the teen shuddered as the man continued in the thrust in his entry, warm liquid soon filling his lower half, making the tears grow, a shudder running throughout his body.
"You preformed very good for a virgin… well I suppose your no longer a virgin, now are you, boy?" Slade stated coldly, moving to remove the gag and blind fold, Robin hating how his mask was back in place. "It was a rather adequate dinner I think, we should do this again, I think robin is my new favorite Thanksgiving food." Slade turned, breaking the crimson ropes with a single flick of the wrist, leaving the teen to collect himself.
Robin ventured to his knees, wincing slightly, seeing his release, making him hate himself farther, moving slowly as not to rip his entry further. The attempt slow, though ceased as a thought occurred to the boy.
"Clothes?" Robin shouted, a Slade-Bot entering to hand him his uniform, which the bird took shakily, pulling on his tights and top, but not caring to pull on the rest, not having the energy at the moment if he was to make it back to the tower. Carrying the accessories alongside, as he shakily walked towards Titans Tower.
As Robin entered the main room he was met with four worried looks as he entered.
"Dude! Where did you go?!" The youngest Titan screamed looking slightly worried as he noticed the boy's skin tone.
"I went… on patrol, I needed a moment after dinner." Robin smiled, though his voice must have sounded weak as the dark enchantress grabbed his arm, eyes widening as the memory's flashed past her eyes, hand starting to glow as she healed the boy with saddened eyes.
"What is it Rae?" Cy asked, having seen the reaction.
"It's… nothing…" The team decided to drop it, shrugging before walking to their individual rooms, leaving the boy with the half demon.
"Robin…he-"
I know Rae… just forget it…" The leader wiped a hand over his eyes as a stray tear trickled past the already damp mask, turning away from the girl, to his sleeping chambers, planning on falling asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
END
What did you guys think? I know it was short but other than that, for a one-shot what did you think? I'm up for a Thanksgiving snack, so enter feedback here plz-