Day 2 - Tyrantverse

With a grunt, he stalked through the hallways of the tower. Irritation was coursing through him at Raven's dismissal of him tonight.

He understood she was this team's leader and he trusted her but sometimes, he couldn't understand her at all. She could be so cold and flippant; especially concerning them. He couldn't piece together what he was to her.

Red Robin swore he could get whiplash from how much Raven's mood and thoughts changed. It used to be something he found fascinating about her but these days, it merely grated on him.

For all the times he called her, "Love"; a nickname that had always meant a little more on his end, there was always a scathing remark in response from her mouth.

He gritted his teeth together as he stomped up to his door, punching in his code and darting inside. Red Robin ripped off his mask and flung it god knows where.

Reaching for his shirt, he tugged the deep red material from his belt but paused, realising the door to his room hadn't hissed shut yet.

"Hm… looks like someone's riled tonight." A voice purred from the door,

Red Robin released his shirt and straightened up, "What do you want, Blackfire?"

Glancing back at her, he couldn't deny she oozed appeal. She stood there, arm up and resting against the door frame with a cocked hip, wearing a uniform that left little to the imagination. The curve of her top was high, just below her breasts; practically tantalizing any man within her range.

Blackfire shrugged and pushed away from the door, her hips swishing back and forth as she strolled into his bedroom.

"Mm, nothing. I heard your little tiff with your love." She commented, deliberately mocking the nickname for Raven.

"It was nothing."

She snorted, "Yeah, right. I also happened to see you storming up here; all in a huff. Being a good little girl, I came to check you were alright."

He blinked and stared at her as she took a seat on the edge of his bed, pressing her palms flat behind her, looking up at him with an almost lustful flicker to her dark eyes.

Red Robin huffed, "Look, I just want to have a shower and maybe expel some energy, so you might as well get out." He paused, the sarcasm evident, "But thanks for the 'concern'"

Moving away, Blackfire snaked out a hand and grasped his shirt, halting him. His brows furrowed and he looked down at her incredulously.

"What are you doing?" He growled, not in the mood for this,

Blackfire slowly stood up, her face stopping mere inches away from his, "I know a way you could expel some energy, Robin… and it works to get back at your little girlfriend as well."

He immediately knew what she was referring to; really it didn't take a genius. And, despite wanting to portray disgust, he felt a twitch in his southern region. Warmth pooled in his abdomen and the thought of being so naughty resonated within him.

Red Robin's lip curled, "Blackfire. Red Raven is-"

"Not here right now…" She whispered; her breath hot against his ear. He was itching to grab at her and just go for it; it wouldn't take much more coaxing.

And apparently, Blackfire sensed this.

"C'mon, Robin…" She murmured, her hand drifting from his chest to his abdomen, "How about it? We could have some fun… you become calmer and she never has to know a thing. Everyone's a winner."

Red Robin stared at her for a long moment before a sly smirk split his lips,

"You're a bad girl, you know that?"

Blackfire brushed her lips against his, "Oh, I know."

With a lust filled growl, Red Robin aggressively cupped her face and pulled her down into a messy kiss. It was hot and needy and felt so good. He coaxed her mouth to open, spearing his tongue inside once she complied. Their tongues danced for dominance whilst hands began to roam.

Blackfire groaned as her fingers crawled up into his dishevelled, black Mohawk. Meanwhile, Red Robin's hands slid all across the planes of her body. His fingers rubbed the exposed sections of her skin before clamping against her ass and giving her a firm squeeze.

She giggled before panting against his lips, "Take me, already. You idiot."

He seemed to consider his decision again so Blackfire nipped his earlobe and neck, "Don't. Please don't think. I want this and so do you."

Red Robin nodded his head numbly, dropping her onto his bed. She bounced and grinned as she gaze at him. He quickly divested himself of the rest of his clothing and Blackfire smirked when she noticed his lack of modesty.

There wasn't a stitch of clothing on him and she loved it.

"Mm… I suppose it's my turn?" She asked, casually,

"That's right, Princess. Hurry up and get those clothes off."

She purred at him and did as he asked, throwing her bra at him before taunting him with her matching thong. Blackfire slid it down her legs at a snail's pace; really making him wait for the treasure that was her body.

Red Robin gazed down at her core as she lay back and spread her legs as wide as she could get them, ready for this. He began leaving kisses over her shoulders, breasts, stomach and her wet centre. She squealed when he did that, gripping the sheets so hard, they almost ripped.

Just before he was about to be one with Blackfire, he raised his head, breathing hard, "Why are you doing this? Why now?"

Blackfire rolled her eyes, "I need it. You need it and it'll feel glorious…"

He chuckled, "Great response."

With that, he thrust forwards, Blackfire gasping and her eyelids fluttering at the intense throbbing now inside her. Oh yeah, sometimes it felt good to be bad.