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Silver Surprise	By : AnansiScribe Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 8197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Silver Surprise”
Disclaimer: Teen Titans belongs to DC Comics and Warner Brothers, not me. I only own this story. Or, to put it another way, you think DC’s as warped as I am?
Author’s note: Not quite the first Robin/Argent lemon; that distinction goes to Dark Charaxes. However, it is the first Robin/Argent lemon to feature futanari. Now, what is futanari, you ask? Well, it’s hentai (pornographic anime or manga) that prominently features girls with penises. Yeah, they’re female in pretty much every other respect save for the fact that they have penises instead of or in addition to vaginas. Now, if you’re not so thoroughly freaked by this that you wanna hit the back button, or if you’re just possessed of a morbid curiosity, read on. But don’t say I didn’t let you know what you were in for.
In the Titans Tower gym, Robin punched and kicked the punching bag. He was not wearing his standard uniform, opting for black drawstring pants and gauze wrappings around his hands and forearms. His mask was nowhere in sight on his face, exposing blue eyes to any onlookers who happened to be observing him. If he noticed, he didn’t seem to mind or care, so intent he was on showing that punching bag who was boss.
At the moment, the only onlooker was one plasma-shaping silver-skinned girl named Argent. Unlike Robin, she was wearing her standard uniform, a black corset and a red multilayered skirt with a jagged hem. She could watch Robin all day and all night, and each time, she could find something new about him. Today was the first time she’d seen him without a shirt and the sweat dripping from his toned body sent her drifting into one of her increasingly frequent fantasies about the Teen Wonder.
She was licking the sweat off his lithe torso, delighting in Robin’s slow gasps and low whimpers of need. She licked down his body, down to the waistband of his pants, and tugged his pants down. . . .
Argent was snapped back to reality by the throb in her panties. Oh, if only her fantasy could come true, but it couldn’t. The secret beneath her skirt wouldn’t allow it. If Robin knew, knew what she really was, he’d probably be disgusted with her.
Still, she ached for him so much . . . her Robin, her knight in crimson, emerald, gold, and jet. With a bitter sigh, she departed from the gym without letting him know she was there, although he probably already knew, anyway. She would have to satisfy this ache on her own.
Fortunately, the other Titans were all out doing their own things. Starfire and Raven were at the mall, Kid Flash was with Jinx, and Beast Boy and Cyborg had gone to the manga convention in town. That just left her and Robin, but Argent couldn’t even take advantage of it. Oh, well; who said life was fair?
Argent quickly entered her room and sealed the door so she wouldn’t be disturbed. She unbuckled and removed her red shoes, undid and removed her corset, and removed her skirt, leaving just her black socks and fingerless gloves, not to mention a pair of black panties that were straining to contain the evidence of her arousal. She quickly removed the panties, allowing a hard silvery penis to escape its confinement.
This would be the part of the story where the reader would stop and ask, “What the fuck?!” The answer to that was that sex was not quite as fixed as simply male and female. Sometimes, children were born that had the parts of both. It was really that simple, and Argent happened to be one of those children.
Argent lay on her bed, her member pointing almost straight up at the ceiling, and began to stroke herself. She pumped into her own hand, moaning and gasping feverishly. Oh, if only she had another person to help her satisfy this hunger. If only Robin was here . . .
She fellated her lover, her tongue caressing the underside of his member. She heard his groans of pleasure, felt his fingers in her hair as he gently pumped himself into her mouth. The ache of her own member was a pleasant throb, one that she knew would be satisfied soon enough.
As Argent plunged deeper into her fantasy, her free hand began to grope her silvery breast. The hand that was working on her member pumped even faster and more intensely, the friction deliciously bringing her closer and closer to the edge. As she pumped herself, a name clawed its way out of her mouth.
“Robin . . . !”
Speaking of the Teen Wonder, he was on his way to his room when he heard Argent call his name. “Huh?” he murmured to himself, walking to Argent’s door. “Argent?” He heard no answer but loud moans, loud enough to be heard through the door. “Argent?!” He heard his name again, cried out with desperation.
Robin began to panic. What if Argent was in trouble? I’m going to have to talk to Cyborg about upgrading the security when he gets back, the Teen Wonder thought. Not wasting any more time than he already had, he rapidly typed the override code that would allow him access to Argent’s room. To his relief, the door slid open, but as soon as it opened, the moans were even louder to his ears.
And he could see now, that she wasn’t in trouble, not by any means. The moans were not moans of pain, but of pleasure. Argent . . . had been masturbating. That wasn’t the unusual thing; teenagers masturbated all the time. The unusual thing was that Argent was furiously rubbing a hard silvery penis extending from her groin.
Robin blushed a furious red when he noticed that not only did she have a penis, she was also completely naked, proving that at least up top she was all girl. He heard her breathy, panting moans as she continued to pump herself, saw the sheen of sweat highlighting her silvery form, and . . . grew hard.
Just then, Argent spotted him, her crimson eyes widening and her face reddening in shame. Despite that shame, she couldn’t stop herself from climaxing, her member spraying her seed upward. Due to the infamous force of physics known as gravity, the upward spray of whitish fluid quickly went downward, hitting her stomach and coating her breasts.
Once her orgasm was over with, she rolled onto her side, facing away from Robin, and began to curl up. “Go away . . .”
“Argent . . .” Robin began to say.
“I know what you’re going to say,” Argent murmured. “You’re going to call me a disgusting freak.”
“Why would I do that?” Robin asked.
Argent didn’t even turn to look at him. “Because the first guy who tried to get intimate with me did.”
“Whoever he is, I’m not him . . . and he was an idiot.”
Argent chanced a look and found Robin standing at the side of her bed. His face and eyes didn’t give any trace of disgust that Argent could find, but Robin could be a convincing liar when he wanted to be. She chanced a closer look . . . and saw that he had an erection straining the crotch of his pants. That surprised her . . . was that because of her? Had he gotten hard to seeing her freakish self jerking off?
“Where’d that come from?” she asked.
Robin’s answer was blunt and passionate. “You.”
“Me?” Argent was genuinely stunned.
“Yeah.” Robin placed his hand on her shoulder and gently turned her so that he was able to look at her more easily. “You.”
Argent could feel herself grow hard again at his next words: “By the way, we better clean you up.” It was just the tone in which he said it, the tone so full of promise and seduction, that would make any girl cream herself, even a girl who had a penis.
Robin straddled Argent, his clothed member brushing her naked one. He bent down and licked her soaked breasts, cleaning them of her ejaculate. To his surprise, she tasted rather sweet. A bit acidic, but sweet.
When he was done, her breasts were gleaming not only from sweat, but also from his saliva. Her darker silver nipples were hard with arousal and Robin sucked one of them into his mouth while reaching down to pump Argent’s member. When his hand touched her, she let out a deep moan and thrust into his hand.
“Robin . . .”
After many minutes, Robin switched to Argent’s other breast, giving it the same treatment as its twin. While doing that, his hand remained hard at work on her sex. She pumped into his hand, feeling another orgasm starting to approach. Robin felt his own sex ache in demand for satisfaction, but he was willing to wait. At the moment, all that mattered was Argent’s pleasure.
He slid down Argent’s body, the feeling of her sweat-and-come-slicked skin further spiking his desire. He licked her stomach clean of her seed, Argent’s body quivering against his. “Ticklish?” he wondered.
“Yes,” Argent admitted. She arched into Robin’s hand with a short cry. “Robin, I’m, I’m going to . . .”
Robin smiled and took the crown of her member into his mouth, his tongue flicking the slit. That little bit of stimulation proved too much for Argent, who climaxed with a loud cry. Robin’s throat worked overtime to swallow the copious amount of seed she produced. For his first time fellating anyone – no matter what rumors concerning his relationship with Batman would make any fool think – he did rather impressively, although some of her fluid escaped his lips.
Once he was done, he pulled his mouth off and moved back up Argent’s body until he was facing her. Blue met red just before he kissed her, their tongues playfully jousting. Argent moaned softly into Robin’s mouth, tasting both him and herself.
Finally, she was the one to break the kiss. “You know, it’s not fair that you get to see me in all my glory, but you still got your pants on.”
“You’re right,” Robin answered. He pulled away from Argent and got off the bed, removing his pants and boxers. Argent’s jaw dropped slightly when she saw his member. He was . . . rather impressive. He smiled at her. “See something you like?”
“Yeah,” Argent replied unabashedly. “Now come to bed, gorgeous.”
“Your wish, my command,” Robin responded impishly, joining her on the bed. “Do with me as you will.”
“I intend to,” Argent purred, kissing down his naked torso. Her tongue flicked his nipples, causing him to gasp in shocked delight. Well, he was shocked that it felt that good. She kissed down his body until she made her way to his groin, where his sex pointed up from. “I’m going to have fun with this.”
She took him into her mouth, inch by inch, until she had safely fit half of him into her mouth. The other half, she chose to pump with her hand. She sucked him eagerly, determined to show her appreciation to the first person who hadn’t treated her like a freak for her “condition.” Below her, Robin moaned in pleasured appreciation from the dual sensations of her mouth and her gloved hand.
“Argent . . .”
I can do a little better, she thought. She removed her hand from around the part of his member she wasn’t sucking and took him further into her mouth, relaxing her throat and resisting her gag reflex to do so. Below her, Robin let out a rather appreciative moan, one that only increased in volume when she began to play with his sack. She began to bob her head, alternating between drawing his member further into her mouth and drawing it out. Below her, Robin gripped the sheets of her bed tightly, trying to maintain his prodigious but also precarious self-control.
After long, interminable minutes of this treatment, Robin climaxed with a cry of Argent’s name, pouring his seed down her throat. For her part, Argent drank down his essence willingly and enthusiastically, making sure that she didn’t spill a single drop. She felt Robin’s strong hands grip her upper arms and pull her off and up closer to him. He looked into her eyes, his own darkened with lustful passion. He kissed her passionately, tasting himself and her on her lips. As they kissed, they could feel their respective members brushing each other.
Argent pulled away with a moan. “I want you . . . in me.”
“How?” Robin asked.
“You really are a virgin, aren’t you?” Argent remarked amusedly. “There’s lube in the drawer. You can use that to do me where the sun doesn’t shine.”
“There?” Robin asked perplexedly. “Ok . . . if you say so.”
The Teen Wonder opened the drawer and reached into it, finding lubricant. He opened the bottle and squeezed out a generous amount, rubbing it into his member. Robin moved behind Argent, who had gotten onto her hands and knees, and squeezed out more lubricant, using it on her rear entrance and gently sliding his finger inside. Argent groaned, although whether in pain or in pleasure was somewhat unclear to the young crime-fighter. Of course, the subtle thrust of her hips in the direction of his finger made it clear what she wanted.
“Don’t tease,” she groaned.
Robin nodded, only to curse the pointlessness of that gesture as Argent hadn’t been looking back at him. He gently spread Argent’s moonlight-silver cheeks, only for Argent to reach behind her and nudge Robin’s hands away. She held her cheeks open and Robin gripped the base of his member, using his hand to keep himself on course as he slowly penetrated Argent, who moaned in both pain and pleasure as he stretched her forbidden opening. After several minutes – he could have done it quicker, but he didn’t want to hurt her – he was in all the way.
“Tell me when it’s ok,” Robin said.
“It’s ok,” Argent said.
Robin raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”
Argent looked back at him irritably. “I’m sure. You gotta be such a ponce about everything?”
Robin would have been irritated, and part of him was, but every other part was too horny to give a damn. If she wanted it rough, then he would give it to her rough. Plain and simple; he’d prove that he wasn’t a “ponce” – whatever the hell that meant – about everything.
He partly withdrew, waiting until half of him was out, and then thrust back in. Argent let out a moan of pleasure, prompting Robin to repeat his earlier motion, which yielded the same result, only slightly louder. Robin pulled out partly, slightly more than before, and then thrust back in slightly harder than before. Argent cried out louder.
“Do me . . .” she moaned.
“As you wish,” Robin answered. He gripped her hips and thrust into her harder and faster than he had before. For Argent, it hurt, but the pain blended with the pleasure, as it so often did in sex. After all, the same nerve endings and chemical responses were stimulated in pleasure and pain, so the two often tended to blur in an arena where pleasure was the ultimate goal. She thrust her hips back against him, not content with being a passive receiver in their intercourse.
As Robin and Argent made love, Robin reached beneath Argent and grasped her member, pumping it gently. Argent cried out from the added stimulation and thrust back against Robin even harder. Robin redoubled his efforts, the pleasure from feeling Argent’s soft backside slamming against his hips intensifying his passion for her.
“Robin . . .” Argent moaned. “I’m . . . I’m going to . . .”
Robin leaned over her back to speak into her ear. “Go ahead. For me.”
The erotic thrill of Robin’s lips brushing her ear, combined his member inside her and his hand pumping her member, sent Argent into a paroxysm of sexual ecstasy. With one more thrust and one more pump, she climaxed, crying out Robin’s name and spilling her seed all over her bed. Robin thrust into her a few more times as she climaxed, having an orgasm himself soon enough and muffling his cry by biting Argent’s neck. Ironically, the bite prolonged Argent’s orgasm.
The young lovers collapsed on the bed, soaked in Argent’s juices. “How was that?” Robin asked.
“You were good,” Argent replied breathily. “When you stopped being such a scaredy-cat.”
“Tch,” Robin scoffed. “It was my first time. Of course I was gonna be scared.”
“Thought you weren’t afraid of anything,” Argent remarked.
Robin kissed the spot where he’d bitten Argent. “I’m afraid of a lot of things actually.”
Argent’s body quivered against his from laughter. “Like telling a girl you like her.”
Robin slowly withdrew from inside his silvery lover. Once he did that, his essence – which had been backed up inside his lover’s bowels by his member – leaked out of her, running down her thighs and staining his. “Fear of rejection happens to all of us.”
“I suppose so,” Argent replied. “But this is the best thing that ever happened to me.”
Robin smiled. “Was I that good or is it something else?”
“Yeah, you were that good,” Argent admitted, “but also, you weren’t freaked out by me. Hell, you got hard seeing me.”
“Naked girl, naked girl with a penis,” Robin remarked. “Same reaction if you’re a red-blooded teenage boy.”
“Really?” Argent asked. “Because you’re not quite like most teenage boys.”
“Most teenage boys don’t grow up in a circus and then with Batman,” Robin answered. “I’ve been around. Seen things a lot stranger than a girl with a penis. And a lot less beautiful, too.” He chuckled slightly and reached up to feel her breast, while caressing her side with his other hand.
Argent moaned slightly. “Don’t get me started . . .”
“Or else what?” Robin’s tone was lightly challenging.
“Or we’ll see how much you like getting it rammed up your channel.”
End Notes: There we go. The first Robin/Argent futanari lemon. Assuming you were able to endure reading through a lemon in which a guy makes love to a girl with a penis, feel free to let me know what you think, even if it’s just to tell me what a disgusting freak I am.
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