(A/N)- Evil RobStar AU for the win!
You can consider this oneshot part of the "Sides of the Coin" universe, as backstory explaining how Red Robin and Blackfire hooked up.
Also, definitely NSFW. There be smut ahead milads and ladies. Not terribly explicit but also very obvious they're doing the do.
RobStar Week 2017, Day 2 - Tyrantverse
The doors from the common room opened and the dark-haired Tamaranian stalked through them, gray eyes glowering and arms and shoulders stiff with silent fury.
She was followed moments later by Red Robin.
"You can't keep ignoring me!" he snarled at her back.
That caused her to swing around and direct her angry glare towards him. "Why not?" she demanded, putting her hands on her hips. "For the past two months you have barely acknowledged my existence." She gave a dismissive wave as she pivoted on her heel. "I am merely returning the favor."
Red Robin's face pinched, his expression pained, his heart aching as he dogged her steps, gesturing plaintively. "Look, Raven and I—we're through. For good this time," he told her.
"You have said that before," she sniffed in contempt.
His hands fell by his sides, his tone growing softer as he walked behind her. "It's different now. She can't control me anymore."
"What are you talking about?" she asked, pausing once again to look back at him.
Suddenly animated, he jabbed his index fingers at his temple. "She was in my head, 'Fire," Red Robin almost growled. "She made me feel the way I did. She used her damn powers on me!" He could still feel the traces of her, even now. Lingering around the fringes of his thoughts. But his mind was clearer than it had been in a long time, his thoughts and feelings were his own again, and his heart remembered long-buried things now resurfacing.
His eyes softened behind the mask.
"It's you that I want," he said, reaching out to touch her cheek.
She jerked away from him. "Hmph!" she huffed, rounding away from him in disgust.
Desperately, Red Robin grabbed her shoulder, pulled himself around until he was in front of her. "Blackfire—"
She swatted away his hand sharply. "Why should I believe you?" she spat, voice poisonous.
"Because you know me," he pleaded with her. He wanted so much to take her shoulders, cup her face, run his hands through her hair, but he had a feeling she'd smack him away again if he attempted to. His words, strained and sincere, would have to suffice. "You know I've loved you from the first moment you bashed my face in. Don't you remember?" he asked. "That spark, that chemistry? Those six months living together? That was real." His arms dropped to his sides as he finished. "And I want to see where it leads," he confessed.
There was a battle raging behind her eyes. Her furrowed brows and pinched jaw said anger, but her trembling lip and wavering eyes hinted at something else—some deep-seated hurt trying to rise to the surface. Blackfire tramped down on the hope that was swelling inside her, squashing it, refusing to allow it to bloom. He'd said things like this to her once before, a long time ago—told her that she was beautiful and radiant, and deliciously violent and unpredictable. She had thought… she had hoped… that he'd had feelings for her.
But once the other Tyrants had found them, once they'd moved into the Tower, once that demoness was around… it was like she was invisible. Red Robin never gave her the time of day, not even to complain about his prickly and often-volatile off-and-on girlfriend. She always had to hear it secondhand from one of the others.
Sometimes it seemed like he noticed her again. His eyes lingered on her just a little too long from across the room. He smiled a little too long at her. His hands brushed just a little too closely. Small things, hints she would overplay in her mind, wishing they could be more, that perhaps they were more, that the boy she'd known before the Teen Tyrants was returning.
But always they came to nothing, and she had to walk in to find him swapping saliva with Red Raven. (Or, alternately, having yet another frightful Tower-destroying row with her.)
No. She could not allow herself to believe that this time would be any different.
She stirred from her thoughts, focusing back in on him. "Perhaps if you had acted upon such feelings sooner, you would not have been ensnared by Red Raven's charms," she snarked. She slashed a hand down with a sharp gesture. "I am done waiting for you," she said, her voice biting, her eyes burning at him. "You lied to me and kept me hoping for something you never intended to happen."
The accusation caused his face to twist up in rage.
"It did happen. It is happening. Now," he insisted.
She narrowed her eyes coldly. "Remove yourself from my path," she ordered.
He clenched his fists. "No."
"Robin…" she sighed in exasperation.
"You are not walking away from me," he growled.
A braying laugh escaped from her. "Who is going to stop me? You? Do not make me laugh," she said, moving to go past him.
SLAM!
His hand smacked palm-first into the wall in front of her face, blocking her way. Blackfire startled, looking at him in surprise… and perhaps just a little bit of fear.
Red Robin's eyes burned at her, even through his mask, smoldering with something fierce… and dangerous. He was shaking. Breathing hard. Slowly gathering himself for the next move.
By all the power within him, he would make her see the truth.
They stood there, tensed a moment, senses alerted, the close air between them crackling with pressure.
Red Robin lunged forward, grabbing up her wrists tightly, shoving her backwards.
Blackfire stiffened, started to wrestle against him, started to bring her strength and starbolts to bear as her back hit the hallway wall. He pinned her there, wrists on either side of her head, and her eyes were already beginning to glow, the heat inside them ready to blast him away.
But then the next second his lips were on hers, searing heat into her instead, and she lost all sense of herself in an instant, her mind going utterly blank.
She was frozen there a moment, in the shock of his kiss. Warmer than she'd imagined. Better than she'd dreamed. Too wonderful to be real.
He pressed harder into her, mashing his lips into her immobile, stiff ones, gripping her wrists harshly.
She melted. Her mouth opened and his tongue plunged into it, his grip slackening as she also relaxed, slumping into the wall like a limp, wet rag.
She whimpered, dizzy with bliss, almost unable to comprehend that it was actually happening. But here he was, the one she had long loved, moaning into her mouth, pressing his body into hers. If she didn't seize this moment now, it might never come again.
Blackfire pulled her wrists out of his hands, grabbing for him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as her legs came up around his waist. All she wanted to do was hold him tight and never let go.
He grunted, warmth flooding down to between his legs. Both hands grasped her face now, pulling her even closer, locking her even tighter to him. He had enough sense to stumble back away from the wall, move them towards the nearest doorway.
They couldn't do this out in the hall.
His hand smacked at the button unsuccessfully a few times before he finally hit it hard enough to trigger the door's opening.
A few drunken steps forward and they toppled headlong into the bed, tangling in the soft sheets, never breaking contact for a minute. Clothes ripped and were tossed to the floor in heedless lumps, skin flushed against skin, hands grasped at each other feverishly like the two were sailors drowning in a violent ocean.
Blackfire's eyes rolled closed, her back arching. She could hear Red Robin panting above her.
He loves me. He does love me.
The truth reinforced every time he thrust into her.
He loves me. He loves me. He loves me.
She was lost in the power of the revelation, in the unbearable joy of finally being able to feel it in her heart, feel him on top of her, inside her, giving her what she'd longed for since the day she'd met him.
And if her scream of triumph and pleasure as she exploded around him was a little louder and more obnoxious than it perhaps should have been, well, the others would just have to deal with it.
Red Robin collapsed next to her, crumpling, panting from the effort. Blackfire was almost laughing as her chest heaved in and out, reverberations of ecstasy pinging around her body. Her eyes opened, drinking in the sight of him, naked and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, hair sticking to his head as he rested against her side.
His open mouth spread with a lazy grin. "Convinced… yet…?" he panted, looking at her with so much affection she wanted to cry.
She just laughed harder, rolled over and wrapped her arms around his neck, peppering him with kisses.
"Oh Robin!" she cried, burying her face in the short-cropped tuff of his hair. "You do not know how happy you have made me!"
"I think I can take a guess," he replied, his palms sliding up her back comfortably, fingers tangling in her raven locks. "I'm all yours, babe," he told her. "From now on, and forever."
She could hardly dare to hope. "Promise?" Her voice squealed as she said the word.
"Promise," he confirmed, holding on tighter to her as the ache in his heart panged. Her warm glowing body was a precious treasure, better than any stolen jewel, that he'd coveted for too long, been denied over and over. But at long last she was in his arms.
And he never wanted to let her go.
(A/N)- Red Robin uses Wall Dom. It's super effective! XD