Happy Christmas and Merry New Years! Happy Hanukkah! Coolest Kwanzaa! And joyousness to all the rest! Anyways! This ones fluff? Kinda? Not dark, yeah closer to fluff on that scale.
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Disclaimer! - Me no own
Warnings! - sexual themes. SEXUAL THEMES!
You Ruined My Dress (The Christmas story)
He stepped into the tower, acting as if everything was normal, heading to brew some coffee, friends taking notice, mouths dropping in disbelief. He ignored them, waiting for his drink to brew, eyes following him as he poured a cup, sighing as he could no longer ignore the others.
"Yes?" They couldn't restrain their laughter, even Raven releasing a short chuckle, Star slightly confused, but giggling along with the others, if only to fit in. Bea, wiped away a tear, the boy growling, looking at them with an unwavering gaze, them all ignoring him, unable to take him seriously with his current wear, Beast Boy somehow managing to force out a jumbled sentence.
"What- what are you- what are you w-wearing!" He broke down in a second string of laughter, his leader growling, eyes shadowed by his loose locks.
"I lost a bet..." He hissed, Star flying to stand next to him.
"Is it normal for the boy to wear the dresses?" She had never seen it before, and flew around him, moving to lift the side, immediately swatted away.
"Star! Don't do that!" He cried, face flushed.
"But... you have better legs than I do..." Beast Boy, couldn't take it, falling to the floor, doubling over, a hand wrapping around his waist, sides aching from the continued use.
"I-I just c-can't!" He cried, shoulders bouncing as he continued his current activity, this was hilarious.
"What bet caused this?" Raven was genuinely curious, the outcome interring her.
"We where sparing, and bet that if I won he'd do whatever I asked, and if he won I'd do whatever he asked, and he beat me when my communicator beeped..."
"Who?"
"Slade." He sighed. They knew he'd been seeing, Slade, at least since last year, though suspected it had been longer, only Raven knowing the full story, the horrible beginning three years back, and the apology the year after, she knew.
"Oh my gosh! This is to perfect!" Bea, piped. "And to think I wasn't sure about, Slade a year ago!"
"Star! Stop doing that!" Robin screamed as the back of his dress was lifted, her getting a glance of what was underneath.
"I like your undergarments, friend Robin." She clapped her hands in delight.
"What- what undergarments?" Cyborg asked, wondering what she meant, somehow having managed to stifle his laughter, at least to this point.
"Starfire!" He turned to the girl, trying to look threatening, though that was hard with the red ribbon falling in front of his eyes, which formed a net bow, along with the strands of his bangs, styled like he'd had when he was younger, locks falling to his shoulders, her smiling, thinking how adorable he looked. Cyborg lifted the clothe up, reveling a bright green thong with a bow placed at the top, his leader freezing, face going hot, masked eyes widening, shaking with both embarrassment and rage..
The oldest Titan lost it, breaking down in laughter, tearing up along with Beast Boy, all roaring at his expense. He spun around, the red dress with black buttons down the middle flurried, the white trim following, landing back at his upper thighs. Despite his outfit the boy still managed to scare his team, the warning clear in his flushed features, gritting his teeth, mask narrow as he seethed more hatred into his gaze, they recognized that look, that was the look he used to give to Slade before they started seeing each other. Beast Boy quickly quieted, gagging slightly, shifting to a dog, whimpering, as he ran in the opposite direction. Cyborg backed away slowly, at least planning to get some distance between them, thinking the leader would attack if he didn't.
Robin sighed, Star lifting his dress once more before he headed towards his room, muttering something crude under his breath, deciding, Slade was going to pay.
He entered his chambers, deciding he'd be best to stay their for the rest of the day, plopping on his bed, deciding to at least get some work done, pencil in hand as he wrote down his latest report, paper on a book, turning to the opposite end, planning to erase a mistake he'd jotted, pencil falling to the ground. He sighed, moving to the edge of the bed, bending over to retrieve the pencil which had fallen to the ground, hands with red gloves, fluffy bottoms moving to grab the pencil.
"Very nice." The Titan startled, jumping, falling to the ground with a thud, knees catching the bed, hanging over the side. "It only gets better it seems." Robin shifted his weight, using his hands to flip off the floor, landing gracefully, turning to his screen, arms crossed.
"Go away." He told the computer, the man only chuckling, making no attempt at obeying the request.
"And miss out on this lovely view."
"I hate you..."
"No you don't." He leaned back in his seat. "Why don't you come to the base and give me my Christmas present early?" The bird actually laughed.
"What present? You won't get anything after this!" He motioned to the outfit, slamming his short black heel on the ground, huffing.
"Fine, Then don't think of it as a Christmas present." He smirked, mask gone, so he could see it spread across his face.
"Your crazy if you think I'd go anywhere wearing this."
"What's the big deal, I think you look fine." No response, he was ignoring him now.
The computer turned off, leaving the other alone in his room, fuming.
It wasn't five minutes when he heard the voice again, looking back to the screen, seeing it was off, feeling his dress lifted in the back, turning in panic.
"Oh how I love this outfit." The mercenary said, looking the Titan up and down.
"Of course you would." He felt a hand slink around his waist, though his arms remained crossed, turning away from the annoyance.
"You knew what you where getting into when you made that bet, my little bird."
"You cheated."
"No, I simply used my surroundings to my advantage."
"In other words, cheated." He heard a chuckle, making him look up.
"Would it make you feel better if I apologized?" He lifted the boy into his arms, a surprised yip sounding, the bird looking up wide-eyed, before returning to his angered snarl.
"Maybe." He pouted.
"I apologize."
"For what..." He muttered.
"I apologize for making you wear such a delectable outfit."
"Liar..." The man chuckled, carrying him to he bed, plopping him down, immediately crawling on top of him, connecting their lips in an instant. He didn't reject the touch, simply joining it, thin arms wrapping around the others neck, pressing their mouths closer together, him laughing slightly.
"What..." The kiss parted for but a moment.
"Goatee... Tickles..." He said, a hand wrapping around his waist, rubbing his sides, though gently, back arching, tongue massaging his cheeks. The older male dominating him, covering his body with his larger one, thrusting against him slightly, the hero doing the same.
"Turn around. Bend Over..." The kiss was parted as the Titan complied,flipping to his stomach, lower end rising high in the air, facing the mercenary.
He moved, caressing the plump end in buff hands, before lifting the dress
"The view is better in person." He purred, lifting the thong from around his waist, pulling it down to his upper thigh, freeing his half hard cock, smirking, hand reaching between legs to toy with the extension. Robin of course refused to release a sound, at least in the beginning, knowing he would soon moan and cry like a street side whore.
"Wait!" He stopped the man.
"What?"
"The Titan's..."
"Then keep quiet." A single digit, lubed, pushed past his hole before he had opportunity to object, shooting a hand to muffle a moan, wishing the Titan's where out. The boy bit the bedding, cries of pure bliss being muffled, the man making sure his walls where slick before another finger joined the first, quickly plunging its way into his ass, bending, rubbing his walls, sending wave upon wave of ecstasy crashing against him, making it hard for him to restrain his screams, feeling himself stretched as the multiple digits parted, anticipating what was to come, lower end wriggling in plead. A chuckle sounded, Slade happy to oblige, pulling his fingers out, hearing a light whimper escape his companion who felt empty from the loss.
"Shh..." He said, wrapping an arm around his front to hold around his sobbing cock, positioning over the tight hole, sinking forward slowly, boy leaning his head back in delight, eyes rolled back as the man continued, fingers intertwined in his sheets, which he was unable to bite, back being arched. Hands held his waist, holding it in place as he sunk deeper into his greedy hole, the bird's back arching farther, the pace to slow, body urging the man to go on, urging him to simply ravage his form.
"S-slade..." He moaned, begging him, though the other wasn't in a hurry, taking his time, the other shaking from the overall need, the need for the other to shove to hilt consuming him..
He pushed his entrance on the intruder, getting it to sink deeper, releasing a ragged moan as the motion stimulated every nerve in his body, deciding if Slade wasn't going to give him what he needed, he'd simply take it, thrusting against the sex organ, all sense gone as he freely sounded his arousal, screaming for Slade to give him more, to enter him fully, begging, each moan ragged as it left him, he eventually did oblige to the previous request.
He slammed directly into his wall, causing a screech of ecstasy to leave him, knowing there was no possible way the Titans hadn't heard, though not at all caring, entrance suddenly being pounded, each motion making his member tingle, pulse in the mercenaries grip, aching in need, the man slamming into his sweet spot repeatedly, moving at an impossible rate, driving the boy mad, whose mouth remained opened, panting wildly, sweat glistening off his pale flesh, drool running off his chin.
"G-gotta c-cum..." He whined, though was ignored, the other continuing, harder now, moaning as he felt the intruder begin to pulse inside him, knowing he was close, aching member weeping for release, though unable. The man was drawling it out, trying to make the defiant hero moan his name for as long as he was able, loving the way he squirmed under his touch, and the outfit only made it all the better.
He released the boy's shaft, hearing an erotic moan slip past his thin pink lips, which glistened with saliva, a load of white erupting from his shaft, arms giving out under him, if only to release one last moan as a warmth all to familiar filled him, making him blush farther than he'd already been, breathing heavily as exhaustion overcame him.
"Can you two keep it down?" Robin's eyes went wide, the changelings words, and frantic giggles from his team making him want to cry, burying head in sheets with a groan, Slade doing nothing but chuckling along with them, pulling back, leaving the Titan's hole, who flopped to his side, a buff arm wrapping around his waist.
"It's alright, they're not kids, Robin." The boy huffed, though snuggled his back into the others stomach. "They're probably just jealous, anyways." The Titan nearly choked. them lying there for several minutes before he broke the silence.
"You ruined my dress..."
I knew he liked that dress.
xD
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