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Take your Medicine	By : Imaginary Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 8215 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: YAY! All the chapters are edited! Now it will be weekly updates on every Monday! I am so glad for all the help I got with editing, and let's all have a round of applause for the editors! You know who you are, and I am forever grateful for your help!
On second note: I see that people are not really baited in to working some extra for crocheted Slade dolls, but I don't really mind. You can just enter in the raffle with a comment, and I will pick the lucky ones from the hat. Drawing or writing an entry will boost your changes, of course!

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Robin took a quick shower as Slade had recommended. The boy had worked on autopilot, and it wasn't until he was back in his comfortable apprentice uniform with his regular mask until he snapped out of it. Slade had just given Robin the best orgasm of his life? Why wasn't that bothering him any? Other than the obvious reason: It felt good. Robin had no idea how he could have let himself go so easily. But to stick to the truth, Robin felt no remorse. There was still that small fuzzy feeling inside of him. It was like warmth that was radiating right from the middle of his chest through his ribs to everywhere around his body. It was a good feeling, and it certainly made Robin feel lighter. Robin walked with light and carefree steps with a rather wide and content smile on his lips to the simulator room where he knew Slade would be waiting.
“Evening Robin.” Robin took a glance at Slade, who stood by the monitors, and stuttered, “Um, hi.” Robin didn't quite know if he should act any different, but decided that he didn't have to. There was no need to make things awkward, besides, Slade seemed to act like the way he used to. Of course he didn't act like nothing had happened, but the man didn't make a fuzz about it either, which pleased Robin. Not that he'd expected the man to change his behavior over something as stupid as a hand job, but one could never be sure.
He was kind of confused about all this wasn't he?
“Yeah. So, what's for today?” Robin was referring to the simulator. There was a monitor screen that clearly stated “Computer generated simulation designed to challenge character's physical and emotional limits. Effort level: 8” With bold red letters.
Slade noticed that the other had caught a look at the screen and elaborated: “It's a feature installed to the program. The monitors have been keeping statistics of your behavior and your progress as well as your general statistics. Now the program has randomly generated you a program that is to create as difficult and challenging trial for you as a person. I remind you that you will step in on your own volition, since things can get rather personal in there.” Slade proceeded to rub Robin's shoulder that still managed to get the boy to have the now very familiar kind of shutters. Not that Robin minded, actually, he went and gave Slade's hand a firm squeeze before he stepped in to the actual simulator room.
“We'll see what the future brings us.” Robin commented as he stepped in.
“That's a good attitude.” Slade commented as he hit the start button and the vault door closed behind Robin with a loud hiss and the room already started to rearrange itself.
Robin looked as the panels merely vibrated slightly before the room set as it was, looking exactly as it had before. Robin was clearly confused, it seemed like nothing had changed the slightest, had the room malfunctioned?
“So Robin, ready to begin the test?” It was Slade who stood behind him. But it couldn't be, Slade wasn't inside the simulator, he left outside to take care of the controls. Robin took a good look at the man, and it really did look like the him. Maybe the man had come along after all?
“You decided to come along too?” Robin walked beside Slade, who nodded at him. “I will join you shortly, I'll just have to take care of a few things first.” Slade said but soon the simulator announcer came to life: “Today's mission is an elimination quest.” Robin looked up, but he couldn't identify the source of the voice.

“There's a man in the location set in your communicators. He is planning to explode the mayors building, and he has to be taken care of. You cannot let the man live, because if he can get away, even when taken to custody, he will continue his plan due to his loyal henchmen, who are to act upon command. If the man is taken to custody, they are to take care of the plan alone. The man's only intention is to take out the mayor's building before he proceeds to kill himself, it's a personal vendetta. In order to stop him, you must take him out before he can do anything himself.” The announcer explained, and Robin took a communicator from Slade, and true to the word, there was a red dot blinking on the map, marking the man's location.

“Only way to fail is by letting the man take care of the mayor's building or giving up the mission, or neglecting your partner. You may proceed.” And then the intercom went silent.
“You heard the voice Robin, go get some weaponry from the usual storage, and be on your way, I'll catch you up.” Slade said and gave Robin a reassuring tap on the shoulder before he pushed the kid on his way.
Robin had to stop to wonder why he had to get his weaponry from the storage since this was a simulator, but he shook the thought out of his mind. The simulator might just as well been about him starting a regular mission with Slade. The man had said that things would get different from now on.

So without any further though Robin went and retrieved his weapons. This time Robin knew to take a gun with him or otherwise it would get messy. For the sake of the mission, Robin decided to take almost everything he could get, if not for anything else, for the sake of being able to try them all out. Maybe not in a mission centric way, but he'd try to find a way to test them.
With that in mind the boy dashed to the front doors to start his mission. When the sliding doors slid open, fresh air hit Robin like a welcome wind in summer day. It was sunny outside, with seagulls flying and squawking around, and not far ahead Robin saw Jump city. What a perfect day it was.
Robin was practically jumping around the city with glee as he enjoyed the warm summer
weather
. That, and he still felt rather content and satisfied from before. Somehow, it felt like things made sense now. It wasn't such a drag as it had been before to survive his day by day business. Being with Slade was relaxing in some extent, he now didn't have to worry about the lives of thousands and some as he was the protector of the city, and his missions had been rather simple and clean, and Slade always was there to tell him what to do. Besides, the man was actually rather good company. With these simulator missions Robin could easily drop his act and just play around. These simulators were like a huge video game brought to a whole new level.

Robin made his way to the area marked on his communicator. He was now standing on a rooftop of the house on the other side of the street. Robin stood observing, trying to see through the windows to identify his target. And there the man was. The room looked like an office of some sort. The man was filling a briefcase with what seemed like a communicator, a detonator most likely, and weaponry. Even Robin could tell by the man's movement only than the man meant business. He didn't falter as hesitate as he carefully and without hesitance laid every instrument on their beloved place, making sure that nothing was in miss array, nor there was any chance for an accident. The man double checked all his weapons before he slid them on the brief case, and the man's posture itself said that he knew exactly what he was doing.
Robin knelt on the roof to reach for the gun that he held attached to his belt. This was one of those which you could modify if needed, and he had all the needed parts in a separate pocked at his belt. Robin took the gun apart while he looked at the man through the window. The man had a blood red suit. Unique on itself, but the man had nothing else. Robin was surprised due to the lack of any kind of mask, or something else to cover his identity, but he soon understood: The man was on a mission to take out the mayor's building, then himself. The man held pride to his work, and he wanted to die with an impression of pride to his work, and no remorse to what he had done. Robin watched as the tanned man with black, sleeked back hair slid his finger along the surface of the gun, before he brought the hand back to his face to inspect: The white gloved hand was pristine, and Robin could see the man's thin whiskers move as the side of the man's mouth twitched slightly as the man was criticizing the weapons' cleanness. They were dealing with a perfectionist.
Robin made sure to attach the silencer, and he made sure that the pipe was secure and the cross hairs actually were aiming right. Robin wanted to make this right and take care of the man at once. He was now alone in the room, preparing for the show, and if the man would remain alone, Robin could easily clean out the murder scene after he was done.
Robin aimed his gun, and fingered the trigger nervously. Once he'd shoot, he'd have to act fast. The gun may have a silencer, but it still wasn't a miracle maker. A silencer did not kill the voice with a slight “pew” or a “pit” voice like they did in the movies. The voice was still enough to alert any possible passerby, and enough to cause Robin's ears to ring because he didn't have any earplugs.
Robin felt his hands sweat under the grip he had on the gun as the boy waited for the perfect opportunity when he couldn't miss. He may not have killed anyone like this before, but the act was familiar enough on itself, so it was almost as if he had done it before.
Robin aimed, and the cross hairs were pointing precisely at the back of the man's head, and Robin knew to lift the gun up just a little, because the gun fired slightly lower than aimed.

And then Robin pressed the trigger.
Nothing happened.
Not even the trigger had moved no matter how hard he tried to push it down.
“What the-?” Robin questioned, and then gun was pulled from him by invisible hands. The gun was suddenly black, even darker than midnight sky with pure white outlines. The gun rose to the air and soon contracted and broke into pieces. Small useless pieces that made the gun absolute trash and which Robin could no longer fix. These useless pieces fell from the sky, and Robin looked at the ground where the pieces were now falling like rain or confetti. And under there stood the Titans.
“Robin, step back from the roof.” Raven's hands were glowing black but she soon relented the magic as she had accomplished her task: Get Robin rid of his firearm.
“Titans, what the-” Robin started, trying to ask why they were here, somewhat of happy to see them. He could maybe have a word with them, for once, they were meeting face to face with no costumes.
“Robin, get off there.” It was Cyborg this time, and Robin nodded. The boy walked to the edge of the building to slide himself down along the drainpipe.
“Hi guys, how have you been?” Robin walked over, hand held out for a shake. Cyborg walked towards him and Robin reached his hand for a high five like they used to greet.
“We are good.” Cyborg reached his hand up and they both high-fived, but he quickly gripped his wrist and painfully bent his arm behind his back. Before Robin could react, he grabbed his hand too, doing the same bending maneuver. Once secure, Robin heard a click. There was something cold, not too heavy pressing against his arms, and Robin couldn't get his hands apart too much. Handcuffs.
“You are bad though.” Cyborg said as the others came up behind him.
“You have to relent yourself to custody, Robin.” Raven said but Robin tore himself from Cyborg's rip on his shoulder, taking a few steps backwards.
“What? Why is this?” Robin yelled, trying to pull against the handcuffs but they didn't give. “We are friends, remember?” Robin gazed at the others with distress in his eyes. He was so confused, what was going on?
Starfire flew over to Robin with her eyes glowing bright green, and her hands sparked with the green light that she had formed around her hands. She didn't fire at him though, but once she was by him, Robin couldn't evade the bitch slap aimed at his left cheek. Robin almost fell on his right side, fumbling with his feet for a while, but he managed to right himself against the building's wall.
“You are not a friend, Robin!” Starfire yelled and she was fighting against her anger to not just maul Robin to pieces.
“Starfire! What is going on! It's me, Robin!” Robin straightened himself to stand straight and he positioned himself in to defensive posture, not willing to fight the girl he called friend.
“You betrayed us! You left us for Slade, you abandoned us to be with that mad man!” Starfire aimed another blow to Robin but he evaded it this time, and he watched as Starfire's punch went pass him, over his left shoulder to hit straight through the brick wall behind him. Robin gulped so loudly that he was sure that the other titans heard him. Starfire meant business. She was seriously pissed.
“Starfire, you don't get it! I never left, I'll come back! It was just a deal! I never abandoned you guys, I'll come back with you!” Robin reasoned while he jumped to the side to gain more distance to his so called friends. Robin saw how they were all veracious to get to him for leaving, but Robin didn't understand why they couldn't listen for his reason.
“We don't want you back, dude. You are no longer the Robin we knew.” Beast boy said, and Robin could hear the sad tune on the boys words, but somehow Robin got the idea that the boy didn't feel any sadness to him, only hate.
“Beast Boy's right. You used to be the Robin we all knew…The Robin we all loved! The Robin who would do anything for his city: The Robin who couldn't take a holiday off or enjoy a day off from saving his city, the one who couldn't let pleasure and relationships get over his work, and you are not him!” Cyborg cracked his knuckles before he too joined Starfire in the game of trying to hit Robin. Robin on the other hand tried to keep as far from the titans as he could, just to save his own hide.
“No! I still am him! I'm still a titan!” Robin avoided Beast boy who had changed in to a rhino and tried to hit him on the wall. Robin had jumped over him, and now he had hit his head on the brick wall. Robin already felt sorry for him, but he didn't dare to go help the smaller one up: He couldn't turn his back to the other three.
“No you are not, Robin. You are no longer a Titan, but Slade's apprentice. Even the badge at your chest says so.” Raven said as she rose some fallen bricks from the ground to hover in the air before she fired them at Robin, who barely managed to avoid the attack. He got two good hits on him, one on his right shoulder and one at his left hip, but he was intact. Robin was panting already while he gritted his teeth to not whimper in pain. Even if he was sure that nothing had broken or caused serious damage from the blow, it still stung pretty badly. He wasn't like the others were: He was a human, a regular old fashioned human with better than average durability to pain and some skill in martial arts. He was disadvantaged: three against one, three people with powers against one with only luck on his favor.
But even then: His friends were right. As Robin took a bitter glance at the badge on his chest, the one where there used to be a huge yellow “R” on black bottom, standing for “Robin” Was now a shiny metal “S” that to the Titans seemed to mean “Slade's”.
“You are not the Robin we once knew. You are just another puppet for Slade. You left us so you could be with him. And last time we checked, you didn't even complain.” Raven said as her eyes turned white for the smallest of moments, and Robin felt the ground below him rumble, and soon it started to shake. The ground was cracking below him, and he noticed that Raven was lifting the patch of ground up, probably intending to flip it over and crush Robin below the mass. Robin didn't have time to see that though, as he jumped backwards with a flip, landing on his feet in crouch, and he quickly stepped over the cuffs holding his hands behind his back, and he now got his hands back to the front.
“What do you mean?” Robin asked, preparing to run if things got any further astray.
“You fell for him!” Cyborg had been charging his beam for the whole time and only warning was the yell he got just now. Robin barely managed to evade it, but the aftershock flung him against the brick wall, causing him to hit his head and momentarily knock out his breath.
“I didn't-” Robin fought the pain and he pushed himself off the wall, only to get hit by Starfire, causing him to fly in air for a while before he hit the hard pavement, sliding along the rough surface for several meters, gaining a really nasty rash to his right side.
“You said you loved me! But what you said was a lie! You lied to me, lied to us! You left us to be in love with Slade!” Starfire was walking towards Robin and every step cracked the pavement. She was furious. And Robin saw that she was depressed enough to not be able to fly. Robin had to rush to get back to his feet before the titans got to him. Thanks to the blow and the hard fall, Robin was now slightly limping on his right leg, and he favored the left. The pain was so much, but it held no comparison to the words.
“You sick faggot! We could have been able to accept it if you said you were gay, we could even be able to tolerate the crush, but we won’t accept betrayal!” Beast boy charged at Robin in the form of a wolf, and he dug his fangs in Robin's leg, shaking it furiously, causing Robin to lose his balance and yelp in pain as the teeth broke the skin with minimal effort.
“I never betrayed you!” Robin cried out and then tried to kick Beast Boy off, but he didn't budge. The kicks only made the bite hurt even more.
“Liar! You joined Slade! You committed crimes! You hurt people, you hurt us! And now you are here to murder a person! A human person! Robin, you truly have changed, you have fallen low.” Cyborg said as he walked to them, and Robin saw that they was rising up a fist to land a punch, and Robin was positive that the wet in his face was not blood from the bruises but water from tears.
Robin's hands shook like no tomorrow, but he couldn't stop now, he fondled his belt in search of something, anything to use, and in the end he found a fistful of light and smoke bombs, not having time to choose which were which and how many to use he threw them all to the ground, and without warning they all detonated. Robin barely had time to cover his own eyes, and the light that shone around him hurt his eyes even if they were closed. The smoke made him cough violently and his eyes to water, but also did the same to the titans. Beast Boy turned back to human so he could rub the water off his eyes and then Robin fled. He couldn't stand around any longer, it was clear that his friends had no intent to let him go without serious injuries. He knew that they wouldn't kill him, but he was sure that what they would do would be worse. They would hand him over to the police, pummeled and hurt with bruises that would never heal and he would spend the rest of his life in intensive care: Handicapped department for criminally insane.
Robin was so shocked as he felt the tears on his cheeks but he didn't have time to cry. He was afraid that he would be heard and the titans could follow him and attack. Robin fled as fast as he could with almost broken legs, and every step hurt. Every time he took a step he felt his body press downwards and every bruise in his body hurt like it was made anew. It was as if his body was covered by flames that were burning him and peeling off his skin, and he didn't like it. Robin was in shock that his friends did this, and they said all those things. Robin ran as far as he could, he tried to get the titans lost from his tracks. He was too afraid to return to the base, he was afraid that they'd follow him and take Slade with him when he'd reveal his hideout. He couldn't reveal the hideout. Robin ran on the narrow alleyways, and as he crossed yet another corridor, turning a sharp turn to right he felt a firm hand on his shoulder and with a yield he was pulled up.
Robin's mouth was soon covered by a hand with a thick glove over it that prevented Robin from biting on it. they was directly behind Robin so he couldn't see the person, but Robin knew that the man was dragging him forwards, getting them higher and higher still. Then someone had pulled Robin on a fire escape, and from there Robin saw how the Titans ran, or flew, below them, searching for him. Robin was panting furiously, but not much sound could be heard thanks to the glove over his mouth.

Robin heard the other behind him, he was holding Robin so close that they were practically pressed against each other, and Robin could smell a really familiar musky smell from the other, but the smell was dampened by the thick smell of blood, tears and dirt that came from Robin himself.

Robin was still in such a daze about what had happened that he couldn't form a word, even if the hand had retracted.
“Thank god you are okay.” A more than familiar voice came from behind him, and Robin was finally allowed to turn around to face his savior, even if he already recognized who the man was Slade.
“Slade. Thank you, thank you so much, the titans, they were after me.” Robin panted, and he latched on to Slade, holding to the man as if the other was a lifeline.
“Shush now, it's okay.” Slade helped him stand while petting his hair. Robin's hair had gotten all messy and on disarray as he had been fighting, but Slade made it just the way it had been.
“I'll patch you up, you tell me what I missed.” Slade picked up health aid and started to take care of Robin's wounds, disinfecting them and then bandaging them.

Robin started to talk almost immediately, starting with the fact that he couldn't kill the target yet and how the Titans had attacked him. He told Slade how he couldn't attack them, and how they had put handcuffs on him.
“Don't worry about the handcuffs.” Slade quickly finished bandaging Robin, and to Robin's displeasure he noted that he looked like a mummy now, even if you couldn't tell that since the bandages were under his uniform. Slade proceeded to the cuffs, and with some kind of laser pointer he slowly started to cut on them, melting the iron as he finally managed to cut Robin's hands loose from the restraints. Robin stared at his now freed hands with depressed look as he sounded rather sad while saying: “They said that they'd hand me over to the police.”
Slade took Robin's hands and held them for a while as he said: “No police is ever going to get us. You are safe now. Now come.” Slade helped Robin up and escorted the other away from the fire escape to somewhere Robin hoped was more secure so he could get some ease to the pain.

“I'm sorry, but you will have to endure this longer. As much as I care for you, I wouldn't want to see this city terrorized by anyone else except me. We've got to take care of the target before it's too late.” Slade helped Robin move around, even though he was doing rather well already. His bruises hurt, but Robin was enduring it. He didn't want to madden Slade too.
Together they made their way through the alleys. Robin held to himself for the whole time, staying silent and following after Slade. It was as if the kid had fallen into his little world haunted by his own thoughts. The thoughts were confusing and they haunted him, and he couldn't understand them no matter which point of view he chose to approach the subject. The Titans were against him, they said all those hurtful things, and they were right. Somehow, the titans had turned from his friends to his enemies. And the worst part was that Robin didn't know if he was the protagonist or the antagonist in his own story!
The titans had caught him in the worst possible moment, gun in hand and finger on the trigger. Even he would have wanted to kick his own ass if he'd seen himself at that rooftop then! What had gotten into him! Titans only took care of the enemy, handing them over to the police no matter who they were or what they did, but now, Robin was ready to kill. The titans had been right in so many things. Robin felt the sting is his eyes, it was like his eyes were burning and Robin had to seal his eyes shut to prevent tears. He had changed. The titans were right, he had once been the stick up leader of teen titans, the one who kept them all in line, the one who would do anything to protect his city. He even put his relationship with Starfire on hold because the city needed him. His city. And look at him now, here he was, with Slade, he had turned his back to the city while he was unaware. At the same, he had turned his back to his friends. And he had done so almost willingly by his own volition. They may have had a one week deal, but look at him: He hadn't even tried to sabotage his missions, he hadn't tried to escape not once, he didn't try to take contact the Titans except to tell them he was still alive, and after every single mission he returned to his supposed to be prison to his supposed to be tormenter. Slade had practically been letting him go free for almost every day for the past three days, and every day, instead of struggling, instead of leaving hints for his friends to follow, instead of trying to escape, he returned to Slade, ready to face yet another mission.
Had he given himself up so easily? Was the “S” on his chest really what the Titans had thought. He was Slade's now wasn't he? Nothing more than a pathetic person who left his friends to stay with his enemy. The enemy who he said he hated but whose touches he adored? It was so confusing, so distressing, Robin did not know what to think. His friends could have given him anything, maybe even more than Slade ever could, yet he was here. Why? He did not know. His head was filled with fog that blocked him from thinking straight, and he couldn't snap out of it. He couldn't see through the heavy sheen of fog and he couldn't snap himself out of his thoughts to concentrate on anything else around him. He was a failure, the titans were right, he was a bad person, he had turned foul. Robin was nearly falling in to pieces.
“Robin, are you okay`” Slade called from distance. Or so Robin assumed, he couldn't concentrate on the moment. “Robin it's okay, snap out of it.” Robin felt hands on his arms, shaking him, and Robin stared at Slade's mask that wasn't far from his own face. “Don't let the words affect you, the titans don't know a thing. You stayed for your own reasons, it was your decision, you chose what was right for you.” Slade said. Robin tore his hands away from him. What did Slade mean? He had not stayed, he just went through the deal so he could return after the week. Return to his friends. Robin was almost seething. This was just a simulator. Robin reminded himself, almost chanting it in his head to make the thought sink in. This wasn't true, just a simulator, and illusion.
“You stayed because you knew that I could offer you something that your friends couldn't. Something more than just friendly love.” Robin was almost petrified. He didn't know what to say. His friend never wanted to see him again, there could be nothing he would have done to make them hate him! He couldn't have abandoned his friends for a fling! Friends were something eternal, relationships come and go, but friends stay. He couldn't have chosen anything over his friends. What a jerk he had to be to leave his friends and his city for something as pathetic as a crush. Robin deserved a good hit on the head for that. Robin was so confused.
“I stayed?” Robin was asking the question. He couldn't answer to it himself, he hoped that Slade could.
“Your friends had you cornered. Either you return to them, act as if nothing happened and denied you innermost feelings, or you go with me. You tried to compromise. You really did, you tried to get the best of both words, but we all know that you can't always have what you want. You tried to keep their friendship, you tried to stand to your city. You stayed with me, fought like me, and went on missions with me, and you thought that what we did would eventually be for the best. Your friends didn't support your beliefs though. You were made to choose.” Slade explained. Robin felt his thumb on his face, tracing his cheek gently.
“This is some kind of alternative universe, isn't it? A simulator's sick twisted reality.” Robin mumbled bitterly. Would it be like this in the real world? Would he have to decide between friends and Slade? He couldn't make the choice, but he knew that in the end, he'd stay with his friends: Unhappy, but at least he stood to his purpose: He did what was expected of him, heroes did not turn to the other side, they were an example to the others.
“This could be.” Slade mumbled, not really answering to the question.
Robin noticed that they were standing on a dead end alley, and Slade was standing close enough to him that one could say that they were holding each other. Slade had his other hand on Robin's arm, and the other traced his face.
“You can't always get what you want, but sometimes you might get what you need.” Slade said and Robin heard the determined edge to it, and Robin understood what the man had meant. Robin had wanted his friends, wanted them really bad, but couldn't have them, so instead he got what he truly needed: Someone to look after him so he wouldn't have to be the one always showing the lead to others. He got that something that finally let him relax enough to earn that day off he never had taken before.
“Thanks.” Robin mumbled and rested his shoulder against Slade's shoulder. The cold steel felt really good against Robin's hot face. Robin was suddenly so tired. His friends had said all those horrible things to him, he just wanted to sleep. Be a simulator that it was, Robin was still between rock and a hard place. It seemed like the simulator had created a whole new possible future. What happened after the one week deal they had made? Robin had not dared to think about it before, but the simulator forced him to face it. There might be a chance where he'd have to choose between the two. There even might be chance that he lost the other.
“Come now, Robin. We'll have to finish what we started.” Slade mumbled and once again helped Robin to walk around. They still had some time left to take care of the man with his foul intentions to explode the mayors building.
“Why can't we just find the explosives and trigger them off so they won't detonate?” Robin tried. The titans never killed. Robin was afraid of what he had become.
“You know that it's no use. The man will just try again. Only way to stop it once and for all is to kill him now. You know it.” And Robin knew. Deep inside he knew it, and he understood. That's probably the reason why he only nodded at Slade, ready to fire the final blow if it came to it.

Nothing else was said between the two as they made their way out of the dead end alley.
“Let's try again. Too bad that they broke your gun, now it has to be done the old fashioned way.” Slade whispered to Robin. They were both watching the man who walked on the alleys. Slade and Robin had agreed to kill the man in battle, since Robin had gotten his gun destroyed.
“Let's get it over with.” Robin was ready to begin with the mission. His leg was hurting really bad, but he ignored the pain. If he survived this simulator, he'd get to relax and the pain would be just another memory.
“Let's go.” Slade confirmed, and they both jumped down the building's edge to surround the man on the narrow alley.
“What the heck!?” The man yelled, holding his hands in front of him as he took a spin on his stance to see that Slade blocked his way further, and Robin prevented him from returning backwards. The man held his briefcase close to his body as if he was protecting the thing.
“Nothing personal, I just need the mayor's building for my own purposes, I can't let you destroy it.” Usually Slade wasn't too chatty with people when he intended to kill, well, usually he wasn't too chatty with anyone, but he knew that Robin needed the silent support. The kid needed the thrive.
“Who do you think you are?” The man held his briefcase close to his chest with both hands, and he looked like he was angry, and more than ready to fight back.
It was then that Robin decided to speak up, not happy with being ignored as the man acted like he wasn't there.
“We are the ones who will stop you.” Robin ran to the man and aimed a kick at the man' swinging his leg in the air, but the man bended backwards low enough to evade the high kick aimed at the man's chest, and as Robin turned back thanks to the velocity of his kick, the man hit his briefcase on Robin's back, before landing a kick on Robin's behind, causing the other to stumble on the ground. Robin had misjudged the man. The man was way faster and flexible than he had thought, it seemed like the man was swirling, almost dancing, as he avoided Slade's punches that came his way. The man was too fast to hit, and he evaded almost every punch. Robin noticed that in balance the man's punches and attacks weren't the strongest. The man didn't seem too though either.
Robin lifted himself up. If he'd manage to land a good blow or two the man would be dazed enough to be taken care of. He'd only have to catch him.
Robin ran to Slade's aid, throwing punches and kicks, but none of them hit the target. The man was too fast to read. Robin tried his best to see what the man was about to do, just like Slade had taught him. He looked at his body language, his eyes, his feet, but the man was simply too fast. Robin aimed another blow to the man's face, but the man bended backwards, grasped his wrist and flung Robin over him, turning his own power back to him. Robin hit his back painfully on the ground with a loud thumb and a crack, and the man rolled on top of him, holding Robin in place.
“Get off!” Robin tried to fight the man off. Robin pulled at his arms and flailed them around, but the man's grasp didn't let go of his wrists even if the man didn't have enough strength in his arms to keep Robin still.
“Gladly!” The man finally yelled, and let Robin go. The man jumped off and he took momentum from Robin's stomach, almost kicking Robin's stomach flat as he jumped to the air, and the moment the man was off him, Robin understood why the man had let go. Slade had aimed a high kick on him, but now that the man was no longer there, the kick was aimed at Robin.

Robin covered the best he could, and Slade managed to redirect his kick only barely, hitting inches from Robin's head.
Slade didn't wait for another moment but already launched at the man, wanting to take care of the scum who almost made him hurt his apprentice.
Robin also rose back to his feet, and he watched at Slade and the other who fought before him. They both were really fast, and the man avoided Slade's attacks, even if the man tried to make the man trip while he tried to hit the other unconscious. Robin watched as Slade was about to hit the man to his left side, but the man evaded it by dashing to the right, Slade was then preparing a kick to tackle the man, but the other jumped up, making Slade miss again. And then Robin noticed it, he could read Slade's movements very well, but not the others, but maybe that was all that he needed. Robin ran to join the fight. He noticed that Slade was about to kick the man's face. Out of instinct, he tried to evade by ducking, so Robin aimed low, preparing a hit once he was on the ground. The man knelt, and Robin kicked, he managed to hit the man straight to the nose, causing the other to howl in pain and grasp his nose as he flew couple of feet in the air.
The man slid across the alley until his back hit the wall. Taking out his bo staff, Robin readied it like a spear that would impale his head.

“Do it Robin.” Slade watched as Robin lifted the stick over his head, ready to hit, but before he could, a green bolt hit Robin on the side and caused the kid to fly on the wall on his left, almost going through the whole wall.
“Robin!” Slade yelled after him, but he couldn't run to check if the other was okay. The titans had found them.
“Step away from that man!” The titans yelled, and Cyborg aimed his cannon at Slade, but Slade managed to jump away from the way. Raven was already causing the streetlights to bend as she used them to try and hit Slade. He also was avoiding Beast Boy’s bear claws that threatened to tear him to mere shreds in seconds.
As Robin got himself back to his feet, he saw how the man was getting back to his feet as well, he took his suitcase and he ran. The man was escaping now that Robin and Slade were distracted. A smart man he was.
“Robin, stop the man, I'll hold back the Titans!” Slade yelled as he got hit by the street pole and Slade rammed himself on the wall behind him. “Go!” He shouted at Robin.
Robin looked at Slade for a moment, but once the man got back to his feet and he hit Beast Boy straight on the boy's face, causing the other to retaliate and turn back in to human Robin decided that Slade could fight for himself, and he ran after the target.
Robin felt the gashes on his legs as he ran, and the spot where Beast Boy had bitten him hurt really bad, not to even mention his sides were killing him. Robin didn't slow down any though, because the man was fast, and if he couldn't keep up he would escape once and for all. The man was obviously faster than Robin, but Robin had the tools, so he took his bop staff and he aimed it and threw it at the man's feet, causing the other to stumble and fall. Robin watched as the man fell to the ground, and Robin ran to punch the man in the face, causing blood to splash from the man's nose and the lip that just split as Robin hit the man unconscious. Robin felt the adrenaline rush through him, he knew that he had to hurry, the titans were after him, and they would take care of him and Slade if he didn't kill the man now.
The man laid unconscious on the dirty ground, and Robin lifted the man up enough to sit on the ground awkwardly. The man was still unconscious, his breath was uneven and rough, and his head rolled to the side like a rag doll.
“You won’t feel a thing.” Robin whispered to the unconscious man as Robin took hold of the man's head with both hands and violently he twisted it in his arms until he heard a horrible crack from the man's neck. He had killed a man with his bare hands.
“Robin how could you?! You monster!” Starfire practically screamed, and only then Robin noticed that the other had been watching him for the whole time. Starfire had seen him commit the worst crime known to a man.
“You monster, you betrayed us and you killed that man! You truly are the most disgusting-” Robin could hear the Tamaranian curse and cuss him in her native language and Robin grimaced. “I didn't want to believe it, but you really belong to Slade. A Slade you are, a traitor, a whore!” The last one really made Robin feel sick. Since when did Starfire learn a word like that? Robin was too taken back to even manage to speak a word to his defense.
“You let Slade touch you, fuck you, and you let him change you, you are disgusting. I bet you beg the man to do it!” Starfire had tears in her eyes and Robin felt like there was a hollow area in his chest which was filled with ice. Starfire said so many hurtful things, so many things that made Robin wish that it was all over already. He had killed the man, he cleared the mission, why hadn't the simulator ended already?
“Starfire, please, let me explain-” Robin begged, only to get a hit on his side by the girl's green bolts that were aimed at his chest, meant to keep Robin away for good.
“No!” Starfire yelled, and aimed bolt after bolt at Robin, and most of them hit the target. Some of them hit him really bad. “I never want to see you again, you are a no friend of mine, Robin!” Starfire seethed, she more than seethed, she was mad, furious, angry, and in complete despair and Robin was in so much agony by every shot she fired at him.
“Starfire…” Robin mumbled silently as the bolts ceased, and Robin saw that the girl was coming at him, ready to start hitting him with her bare hands.
Robin, feeling more than hurt inside, was in such mental agony about how he had gotten Starfire so mad at him that he almost lost the will to fight back. Robin felt Starfire's fist against his cheek and Robin fell to the ground with a grunt. He almost wanted to die by the hands of his best friend.
But then Robin heard a really familiar voice. It was a pained grunt, almost a yell, and it was coming from Slade. Robin couldn't see the other, but he heard that he was in trouble. The titans were finally able to get the other down.
“Slade!” Robin yelled at the man, hoping to hear the other yell a “I'm okay!” To Robin, but he didn't. Robin lifted himself from the ground so he could run after Slade as he yelled for the man, and he listened for any kind of answer.
“Robin-!” Slade started to yell something at him, but the last thing Robin heard was a
“Don't listen to that horrible man!” as both Starfire's hands smashed at either side of his head, smashing against his ears, blowing Robin's eardrums to shreds. Robin screamed in agony.
It felt like his ears were stinging, it was like his head was filled with water or at least acid as the air was felt against the walls. It stung with pain he couldn't compare to anything else. Robin could hear the loud hum in his ears every time he breathed, and the pain was enough to cause Robin to try and shake his head in order to escape the pain, but it only agitated the ear. Robin felt like it was harder to stay standing up as his world kept swinging. But that wasn't even the worst of it. There was a loud ringing in his ears, it was loud enough to drown all the voice, and Robin felt himself go deaf. The shrill ringing almost made him mad, but he couldn't afford that now, he couldn't hear Slade!
Robin turned to kick Starfire as hard as he could, and as he caught the girl by surprise he managed to hit her off.
Robin fought to stay upright as he ran to Slade. At this moment, the only thing Robin could think was Slade. He had to get the man away from the titans. The titans may hate him and want him dead, but right now Slade was only one who still was by his side. Robin couldn't afford to lose the man too. Robin owed Slade.
Robin ran back to Slade, and he noticed that the man was panting heavily. Slade looked like he had taken a beating, but the man was still standing and fighting back with all that he had. Most of the man's damage was taken from Raven whose eyes were now glowing white.
Slade whipped around to face Robin as the man noticed that Robin had arrived, and the man was furiously pointing at some deserted alleyway not far behind. Robin couldn't hear the man's yell over the ringing in his ears but he was rather sure that the man said something like this: “Get away from here!”
“Not without you!” Robin yelled at the top of his lungs, way louder than necessary. Robin couldn't hear his own voice so he couldn't know if he was yelling or not if it wasn't for the slightly sore throat that the yell left behind.
Robin knew his friends. He knew what they were good at, but he also knew their weaknesses. Robin dug in his belt for anything useful, ready fight against his friends with teeth and nails to get both himself and Slade out of there alive. Robin's hand found a glue bomb for the first, and Robin already knew who to throw it at. Robin threw the thing at Beast boy, causing the other to be covered by goo that stuck the small boy to the floor. Beast Boy tried to turn in to anything either strong or big or something that could fly to be able to get himself free, but the glue stuck hard and kept the other pinned. Beast boy was prevented from moving for good.
Robin then ran to avoid Cyborg’s punches that came at him. Robin jumped out of harms way, avoiding the attacks. The ringing in his ears was a serious disadvantage since he couldn't hear Raven preparing yet another attack with her chant, but he could at least see her lips moving. Robin dug around his pocket and picked up a very small sphere which he soon flipped to Raven's mouth, almost making the other choke, but at least the spell was broken. Raven fell from the sky, hitting the ground and it looked rather painful.
Robin saw Cyborg's lips move, and the snarl and growl was obvious on the man's face, and Robin knew that the other was raging at him. Robin knew that the other was furious, but he also knew that when Cyborg lost his patience the man became careless. Robin quickly maneuvered around the much bigger teen to turn the other off in to sleep mode, and Robin pushed the other over.
Robin turned around again to see that Starfire had caught up. Her lips were moving fast and tears were flowing down her face, and her hands were swinging the air in front of her chest. Robin couldn't tell a word of what she was saying.
Robin grimaced at the pain all around his mutilated body, but he forced it to keep going. He'd have to take out the last of the Titans before she decided to shoot another bolt at him. He knew that he couldn't stand anymore of those bolts.
But then Robin noticed that he didn't have to. Slade had suddenly appeared behind her and with a fast tap to her spine she fell unconscious to the ground. At that moment Robin ran to Slade so they could support each other. Slade had his hand once again on Robin's cheek, and Robin rested his face against the gentle touch. Robin saw from the man's eye that Slade was talking to him, but Robin couldn't hear.
“What? I can't hear you.” Robin yelled, he was unaware of his yelling because he still couldn't hear his own voice. Slade then looked at him for a rather long moment with a concerned look before them man lifted his hands to touch both of Robin's ears. Robin felt the touch, he heard the loud ringing and the loud hum of his blood rushing in his veins. Robin took Slade's hands to his as he vocally assured the man that he was okay as they both started to return to their base.
Robin helped Slade walk jut as Slade supported him. It looked like two drunks staggering to stay up with the help of each other, and robin thanked the higher ups when no-one was there to see them.

The base was just like it was when they left, and Robin turned to face Slade. “Thanks.” He yelled once again, this time it was Robin who reached to kiss the other. Slade lifted the mask so Robin could get what he wanted. The kiss was tender and it seemed like Slade was also thanking him through the kiss. Robin noticed that the kiss felt different from before, it was tingling, and it was as if he couldn't get enough of it. Robin had his eyes closed for the whole time, he didn't know if it was for the fatigue or for something else, but he didn't care.
Finally they parted and Robin opened his eyes only to notice that Slade was nowhere to be seen. Also, their base was neither there no longer, and the walls of the simulator were surrounding them.

Robin realized that the simulator was over. Finally over.
Robin watched as the doors opened to the observatory, and he saw how Slade walked over to him, and escorted him out of the simulator room. Robin was almost petrified to see the other walk from the observatory, but finally he understood that the Slade in the simulator had only been another figment of the simulator just like his friends had been. Robin didn't mind, at least now he had the real thing back. Slade took Robin to the observatory and Robin was almost taken a back when he could hear humming and beeping but none of that annoying ringing in his ears the moment he stepped over the threshold, realizing that he was out of the simulator's effect range.
“Slade?” Robin asked, almost as if to make sure that he was truly hearing again.
“Robin.” the other said, and Robin heard it. Robin was really relieved to know that.
“You passed.” Slade gloated, and Robin was more than glad of the praise. “You killed the target and didn't abandon you partner.” Slade had his arm around Robin's shoulder, the closest they could get to a hug. Robin held the hand that was on his shoulder with his.
“Yeah, now let's get back.” Robin mumbled. He was tired, and he was more than looking forward to be able to fall on their bed and relax.
Slade laughed and ruffled Robin's hair before they both walked to their room.
In the room Robin tore off his uniform so he could relax on the bed and feel the cold and soft garments devour him. Robin felt the slight pain in his back, but he knew that it was only because of the strain, and the pain was diminishing now that he finally got to relax.
“That was quite a simulator, wasn't it.” Slade asked. Robin thought in silence for a while. He ran the whole thing through in his mind, and he frowned at the memory of his friends he faced in the simulator.
“Yeah.” Robin sighed and hugged the pillows.
“I warned you though. I said that things could get pretty personal over there.” Slade was sitting at the end of the bed on Robin's side, and Robin was glad that the man was around.
Robin didn't quite know what to say. He felt like he should continue the conversation, but he couldn't find any words to say. Robin turned to his side, turning his back to Slade, as he buried himself under the covers. Robin was mulling his thoughts, thinking of his friends, and thinking what would happen if he'd ever tell them about this. Could his friends just abandon him like he was said to do.
“Robin, don't think of it too much.” Slade said and held Robin's angle and petted it slightly through the cover. “There might even be chance that it won't ever come to that. It wasn't the past you were fighting against. Future varies.” Slade reasoned as he tried to get some eye contact with the other, but Robin wasn't up to it. Slade waited for the kid to snap out of it for a while longer, before he took back his arm to rest it on his knee. Slade wasn't one to comfort, he never was and never would be. It would be for the best to let the kid fret. Slade let out a faint sigh without noticing.
Robin turned enough to look at the other, even if he was still mainly hidden under his covers, and only his head was visible. Robin observed the man for a while before he finally felt bold enough to ask: “What did you see?” Slade only made a grunt like sound that reminded Robin of “huh?”
Robin decided to turn around enough to be fully facing the other before rephrasing: “You said that it can get pretty personal down there, so you know so by personal experience. What did you see in there?”
Slade shook his head while mumbling something that to Robin sounded like “Smart kid.” before the other finally started to talk. Slade considered his words and it was clear that the man didn't want to tell any more than necessary. “I relive the past. Mainly the moment when my right eye was shot.”

Robin stayed quiet for a while, not knowing if the other was sad or nonchalant. One could never tell with Slade.
“I guess you really are a Cyclops under that mask.” Robin joked, but Slade was oozing with sarcasm:
“Very
funny
.” Slade rose to stand to walk to face the closet. Slade was seemingly searching some cloths from the closet, but Robin knew that it was merely an act. Robin sat up so he could lean against the wall and his cover fell to his lap, letting Robin's upper body bare. Slade did pick up something from the closet though and he threw it to his night table. Robin didn't know what it was, but he supposed that it was just a decoy anyway.

“Thanks, though.” Robin had successfully gained Slade's attention. Slade let his eye wander to Robin's slightly scarred upper body, reminding him of his true age. The teen was young, but so what, everyone ages eventually.
“For what?” Slade had to ask. Slade leaned against the wall, standing next to the closet, waiting for Robin's answer.
“For the simulator. The simulator had created you in it too. I couldn't have been able to face the titans if it weren't for your image right there.” Robin threw his legs over the edge of the bed while he scratched the back of his head, making his hair messy.
“You’re welcome. It was just a simulator though.” Slade watched as Robin rose back to his feet, and flexed his back, and Slade could hear the pops to the other side of the room. He didn't complain though, who would when Robin was only wearing boxers and was flexing his abs and chest at him?
Once Robin was done he walked over to Slade, and the boy was now standing in front of him, not even feet away from him. Robin had to face up to look at Slade since he was rather short himself. Robin reached Slade to his chest.
“You'd have done the exact thing even if it wasn't.” Robin stated, and Slade leaned forwards to hover over the teen.
“You sure?” Slade asked, the Titan's leader just hummed. Robin might have been right.
“You'll find out what to do about it eventually. Besides, things tend to play on your favor, so I wouldn't be too worried.” Slade leaned against the wall once again, and he saw that Robin had a rather calm look on his face. Slade was glad to know that he had said the right words.
“I told you you'd do it outside the simulator,” Robin laughed, taking a step closer until they were a mere inch apart. “Thanks for that.”
Robin had to stand on the tip of his toes to reach high enough to plant a kiss to Slade's jaw—it took little effort since his boots were steel-toed. Robin then took one step backwards, and Slade stared at the other. Robin was still smiling, but Slade was grinning under his mask. He had finally managed to wrap Robin around his finger. Took him long enough.
Before Robin could retreat any further, Slade wrapped his arm around his waist and switched around so that Robin took his previous spot on the wall. Robin felt the cool surface against his bare skin and almost gave him goosebumps.
“How about we try again, and you will try and aim somewhere else than the mask.” Slade murmured. Slade was leaning to Robin's level, not far from his face. Robin could hear and feel Slade's breath as it passed through the slits on the man's mask, Robin could see how Slade kept looking at him, waiting for Robin's move. Slade had both his hands against the wall on either side of Robin, but the man wasn't touching Robin in any way. Other than the fact that Robin was between the wall and Slade, the kid was completely free. Robin watched Slade with his only eye and Robin knew what Slade was waiting for. He was waiting for his consent. Slade gave Robin a chance to back away, or accept the situation with all it's possible consequences. Robin swallowed hard before he reached his hand on the edge of Slade's mask at the man's chin, and Slade took a hold of Robin's wrist. Slade was merely warning Robin, the hold wasn't enough to stop Robin from moving his hand. Slade was trusting Robin to not remove his mask.
Robin had one last hesitating glance over Slade's shoulder as the boy stomped on his stand nervously before he buried his neck on Slade's neck. Robin couldn't see much because all the shadows were hiding the other, so Robin decided to close his eyes. Robin tried to resist the temptation to just tear off the mask and actually look at the man. Robin had his eyes sealed shut and he slightly lifted the mask. Robin didn't remove it nor did he lift it up, he just pushed it aside enough to be able to kiss the corner or the man's mouth. Robin could smell Slade really well from here, and he was enjoying the man's cologne.
Slade didn't wait for any further invitation once the kiss was laid, and pushed the boy against the wall, pinning the other against it with his own body as he devoured Robin's mouth. The position was only slightly awkward thanks to their height difference, but Robin would grow to fit in, even if it would take a couple more years.
For them to be the same height, Slade lifted Robin by the waist and held him there so he wouldn't slide, using his body to pin him. They hadn't broken the kiss once while doing this. Slade kissed Robin hard, trying to part his lips with his tongue. Once open, he slipped it in and explored every inch of him.
Robin too was eager to participate, and he had his arms around Slade's neck, pulling the other even closer, as Robin fought with Slade's tongue with his own. He may not be too experienced, but he was good at mimicking what the other man did. Robin moaned at the kiss when Slade bit on his lip before licking the same spot, making Robin shiver. Robin had his legs hanging uselessly above the floor a while ago, but he now locked them around Slade's waist, pressing his crotch into him. With his fingers, Slade dug them against his naked flesh and bit his lips hard enough to break through the tender skin. Slade licked off the blood, massaging the wound before he slid his tongue against Robin's, making the teen taste his own blood. Robin moaned and sucked on Slade's tongue, tasting the coppery liquid on the other, and Robin faintly bit on Slade's tongue, not too hardy, but enough to make Slade thrust his hips against Robin. Robin moaned again, letting Slade's tongue from his intense kiss. Robin slid his hands to back, clawing at his skin through the fabric. Robin couldn't help but open his eyes, but only thing he saw was the color of orange that dominated his vision. Slade's mask was almost pressed against Robin's face, and only thing the kid saw was the orange part of it.
Wanting to feel every inch of this muscular man's skin against his own, Robin hugged his arms around him, pulling his chest closer. He then attacked his lips, mimicking him by tracing his teeth against them, caressing it with his gentle touch before gently biting. Slade then devoured Robin's mouth once again, making the other let go of his lip. Robin slid his hands around Slade's waist to fondle with Slade's belt, trying to get it off as it was digging into his abdomen. Also, Robin wanted to strip the man of his clothing.
Slade gave Robin one more long kiss before he separated to bite on Robin's neck, forming small bite marks, before he finally proceeded to suck on Robin's neck, forming an angry red love bite. Robin couldn't help the small whimper that daringly passed his lips. The bite didn't quite hurt, but it ached slightly and it felt uncomfortable.
Robin had Slade's head between his shoulder and cheek, and Robin couldn't help but try and cover from the other who kept biting on his flesh. But it didn't stop Robin from getting Slade's belt off. With a click, he dropped it to the floor with a slight thump. Slade quickly kicked it underneath the bed to keep it out of sight.
Slade then traced his lips down Robin's chest. Slade had his other hand still around Robin's waist, but the other was now against Robin's abdomen, keeping the other still. Slade slid his tongue against Robin's pectorals, tasting the other who was on his hold before Slade took Robin's right nipple in his mouth. Robin tried to push himself off the wall to meet the man, but couldn't. Robin was panting as Slade rolled his tongue around the nub, before the man bit on it, and Robin felt as Slade scratched his teeth against it, making the other shutter. Robin had to swallow and close his mouth to prevent making any more noise. Robin kept clawing his fingers at Slade's hips as he pressed them together, trying to feel much more of him. The boxers that hung low on his lips were thin enough to let him feel the other man against him, but he couldn't say same of Slade. Finally, Robin got a good grip of the hem of Slade's shirt and lifted it up towards his torso, all the while sliding his fingers along his sides. Robin could feel the man's hard and defined muscles, and Robin couldn't resist but to slide his whole palm on Slade's sides and feel the body. Once they were to his armpits, Slade stopped teasing his nipples long enough to pull it off for him. Slade pinned Robin between the wall with his body to prevent the other from falling. Robin kept watching Slade's muscular torso as the other was taking off his shirt, and Robin slid his hands against Slade's abs, chest, before he started kissing the man's collar bone.
Slade had to tear off his gloves to be able to get rid of the shirt which he now threw as far away as he could before pushed Robin's chest back against the wall as the man started to lick on Robin's other nipple, making sure it got an equal treatment.
Robin reached his head backwards to let out a throaty moan. Robin hissed through his teeth as Slade kept biting on the tender flesh. He kept up the scratching on his back, massaging his muscles.
Robin could feel Slade's semi erect cock against his fully erect one. He tried pressing them together, but cursed at him for his overly clothed state.
Slade then laid a final kick on Robin's nipple as the man lifted Robin up to slightly more, and Robin could feel Slade's cock pressing against his bun. At then Robin hissed through his teeth as Slade kissed below Robin's chin.
“Slade-” Robin panted, and Slade trusted against Robin, and Robin uttered a grunt like sound as he felt the man's cock against his ass. Slade was big, or at least he was bigger than he was. Robin felt himself blush at that. They wouldn't do it, would they? Robin was nervous, he hadn't done this before, and he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to do it yet. Robin shivered partially in pleasure and partially because he was nervous as Slade slid his hands against Robin's hips to rest on Robin's waistband. Robin could feel Slade's hands slither under the brim of Robin's boxers, and then Robin grasped Slade's wrists. Robin kept opening and closing his mouth but the words seemed to be caught on his throat, but at least Robin managed to shake his head.
“Slade, I don't think I'm-” Robin stuttered only to get Slade to kiss him to silence him.
“You are not ready for it yet.” Slade said against Robin's lips. Every time he shook his head, their lips brushed together; that's how close they were. That's how close he was.
Slade then started to lower Robin down, and when Robin finally felt floor under his feet Robin was quite confused to see that Slade himself was kneeling in front of him.
“Let's try something else then.” Slade had his fingers back under the brim of Robin's boxer's and Slade kissed Robin's hip bone, making the other shiver as Slade was rather close to his privates at the moment.
“I'll do this to you so you know how to return the favor one day, won't you?” Slade said against Robin's skin. Robin pressed his behind against the wall, but he was slightly leaning over Slade as Robin had his hands clenching on Slade's shoulders.

Slade pulled the brim slightly lower, not low enough to reveal Robin's dick, but low enough that Slade could nuzzle his nose on Robin's pubes. Robin couldn't resist the small shutter and a moan as Slade talked, and he could feel the warm air through the thin fabric brush against his cock.
“Won't you?” Slade teased, waiting for Robin's answer before he would continue any further.

To be honest: By this point Robin had already forgotten what they were talking about.

Who could blame him, Slade was practically sucking him through his boxers. Slade had just mouthed Robin's dick through the fabric, tracing it with his mouth, and blowing the hot air against it, making Robin wither. Robin hoped that a nod would count as an answer, because he didn't trust his voice at all.

Too bad Robin had to resort to speaking up after all, because Slade seemed to refuse looking up to acknowledge Robin's nob. Robin dared to look down at Slade, but only noticed the man's bare upper torso and the black and white mask which was facing him. Slade lifted the mask to the top of his head. With his face to his groin, Robin wouldn't be able to see his face, but he stuttered nonetheless. It seemed like it was staring up at him.
“Ye-” Robin hissed as Slade faintly bit on Robin's hip bone, forming a hickey down there too.
Slade seemed to gather that answer as good as any, and the other finally lowered Robin's boxers, letting Robin's cock spring free, and Robin pushed himself fully against the wall. He felt shy all of sudden.

Robin refused to look down at Slade now, even as he felt his hand pull down his foreskin right before trailing his wet tongue from the root to the very tip. Robin shuttered and he knew that he was leaking pre-cum by now, and Robin squeezed his eyes shut. Robin was groaning silently as Slade rolled his tongue on the tip, tasting the dripping pre-cum. Soon the man closed his lips on the glans and Robin felt the man's teeth trace the tip. Slade knew better than put any real weight on the touch since a man's penis was a really tender part of any man's anatomy, and he didn't want this to be painful. Slade sucked on the tip before swallowing the whole length down, making Robin moan so beautifully that it was like music to his ears. Slade may not repeat this act too often in the future, but if it meant hearing those moans being emitted from the other, he just might. Maybe on some rare occasion such as his birthday…maybe.
Robin moaned as the man moved his mouth on his brick, making Robin's knees weak. Slade then pressed his other hand on Robin's hips to keep the other down, making sure that the kid couldn't move any. Robin wished to bury his hands on the man's hair but resisted it, he knew that Slade wouldn't allow it.
Robin was panting really loudly as Slade sucked on the tip, rolling his tongue around the other before he swallowed Robin's whole length down once again, and Robin tried to cover his mouth with his own hand but Slade took hold of Robin's wrist and he twisted the hand behind Robin's back to make sure that the kid wouldn't even try again.
“Slade, I-I'm going to-” Robin grunted and swallowed loudly, before he moaned, his throat almost sore as Slade deepthroated him, causing him to come in Slade's mouth.
Once Slade retreated from Robin he spit the cum on the floor and let the kid slide along the wall to sit on the ground. Robin was panting really hard and he was exhausted.
Slade kissed Robin on the forehead one last time before he pulled his mask back in place. Slade then went to get his clothes which h put back on, and once he was back to where Robin was still sitting, he noticed that the other had fallen asleep. Robin was resting peacefully, leaning against the wall with his head lolling to the side, lip swollen and neck and torso littered with bite marks.
Slade smiled fondly at him as Robin's mouth moved in his sleep as if he was saying something. Slade pulled Robin's boxers back up to Robin's hips before he picked Robin up. He then carried the kid to the bed where he covered him with the blanket and let him sleep.
Slade watched Robin sleep for a while before getting up to shower before sleeping too.
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