A/N: Some dramatic stuff happening in this chapter... I've finally figured out where I want this plot to go, so stick with me, pretty soon here we'll be reaching an ending. Enjoy!
Robin made sure not to be late to the rest of his classes for the rest of the week, scurrying around campus like a squirrel, talking to almost no one. He kept waiting for the Headmaster to Rose caught him just before he disappeared into his dorm's building on Friday.
"Robin! I haven't seen you around in a while!" She called, sprinting to catch up with him. Robin sighed, plastering on a small smile before he turned to face her.
"Hi, Rose! Sorry, I've been, uh, focusing on my studies. You know how it is."
"Yeah, but I don't normally blow off my friends when I do," she said, then added a laugh to soften her words. Robin grimaced and Rose cleared her throat. An awkward pause settled in.
"So hey, you're smart. Can you come over to my house on Saturday and help me with this super weird assignment? I swear the professor was explaining it and it was even more confusing the more she talked."
"Oh, uh, sure, yeah. No problem!"
"Great! See you at noon?"
"Yeah," Robin smiled, watching Rose walk away.
At exactly noon the next day, Robin rung the doorbell to the address Rose had texted him, a place only a fifteen minute walk away from campus. Under his arm was a notebook and two textbooks, a pen behind his ear. He was all ready for the day.
And then Headmaster Slade opened the door.
Robin just about had a heart attack, not expecting to see the hulking man outside of campus. Slade looked similarly surprised, opening his mouth to say something, when Rose appeared from behind him. She ducked under his arm, a huge grin on her face.
"Robin!" she greeted, grabbing him by the hand and pulling him underneath Slade's arm, dragging him into the house. "Dad! This is my friend who's helping me with that assignment. Okay, we're just going to be in my room, thanks!"
"Dad?" Robin squeaked. "The headmaster is your dad?"
"Yeah, that's him. I don't talk about it much for, you know, obvious reasons."
"Obvious reasons," Robin echoed.
"Hey, don't even stress about it! He promised not to bother us."
Robin spent a half an hour freaking out internally, not getting too terribly much done. It was only when he forcefully put the headmaster out of his mind did he begin to focus on the project in front of him, finally getting some work done. Rose seemed to settle down too, cutting and pasting various chemical equations onto a large piece of posterboard. Robin couldn't have explained exactly what this project was for or what it was supposed to measure, but he was glad that somehow he was helping.
"Okay," Rose said, stretching. "It's time for my five minute break. If I balance chemical equations any longer my brain will turn into sludge. Wanna join me?"
"Oh, no, I'm okay," Robin grinned. "If I take a break now I'll never get back to work."
"Ah, well," Rose said, walking out the door. Robin heard a faint "know thyself" from down the hall as she went off to do whatever people did in a study break.
Robin turned back to his textbook, absentmindedly scribbling down a paragraph to annotate for his English class, when a soft exhalation made him jump three feet in the air.
"H-Headmaster Slade!"
The man was leaning over him, looking at the title of the well-used English textbook. "Hello, Robin."
"I'm really sorry about what happened the other day, I've made sure it won't happen again!" Robin began profusely apologizing. The headmaster began to chuckle and Robin's face paled further.
"You're doing very well, Robin," Slade purred at him. Robin blushed. "So well, in fact, it's time for your first lesson.
"Now pay attention," Slade said, joining him on the floor, "You will be expected to memorize this information."
Robin's blush increased as Slade unbuckled his belt, latching onto his dick, suckling at it in a way that made him instantly hard. Robin made a low, needy noise. Nothing had ever made him feel this way.
"Are you paying attention?" the headmaster pulled off long enough to say.
"Yes, yes yes," Robin whined, pushing Slade's face down toward his crotch. The headmaster knew he could have gotten back at the boy for insubordination, but with a grin and a fake sounding sigh, swallowed Robin back to the base.
"Oh. My. God! Dad!" Robin sat up like he'd been shot, Slade on his feet even faster. Rose stood in the doorway, a cookie in her hand, her mouth hanging open.
"This is not what it looks like," the headmaster said, trying to put on a calm face. Robin just sat there stupidly, not really sure what to do.
"Oh my god, Robin, will you put that away!" Rose scolded. Robin startled and then realized that she was very pointedly not looking at his length, still exposed. The boy's face turned beet red as he quickly zipped up his pants. Rose continued. "Dad what the hell are you doing! This is so wrong, I-" She grabbed Robin's arm, hauling him to his feet. She dragged him down the hallway, reminding Robin painfully of when Slade dragged him across campus by his ear. Rose pushed him into the main floor's tiny bathroom and locking the door.
"What is going on. Why is my father touching you? Oh my god, oh my god! I am so sorry."
Robin found himself consoling Rose, awkwardly reaching out to touch her hand, then pulling away.
"It's okay, really!"
"No, it's not! Robin, this is the opposite of okay! How long has this been going on?"
"Only a couple of days," Robin defended. "Really. Not even a week."
"Rob, I don't think you know what you're getting into. This is disgusting and I need you to leave the house right now. Can you do that?"
"You're completely overreacting…" Robin muttered, avoiding eye contact. Rose sighed and unlocked the door, leaving him alone in the bathroom. After a couple of minutes, Robin sighed heavily and made his way back through the house, completely leaving behind his textbooks and notebook to just get out.