Weakness

So this is my new drabble collection consisting of Sladin obviously. And to be honest, this is my first go at a slash-like chapter. So if it's bad, please do give me tips? if it's good..glad I did as good as I possibly could as a rookie. Hope you Enjoy them Anyway!

Pairing: Sladin

Rated: I'm just going to go ahead and say..it's Mature and if you don't like graphic stuff don't read it

Inspiration: Me,Myself, and my good friend Cupcakesz. She knows who she is.

The Teen Titans are Jump Citys most trusted heros. Always there in a flash to protect the city from whatever chaos that may occur. They've pretty much done it all. Crazy People, Mutated moths and half spider-half man freaks, Old British geezers, and demon fathers. It seemed that nothing could stop them, the Teen Titans were perfect, and they had no fears. In fact, you might say they didn't have a weakness. Well now on this cold dark night in a lair not far from the tower, we're about to find out something. Some say there's no such thing as normal. And in this situation, they are very, very right.

Robin didn't know why he was here. After all he's been through as a leader of a great crime fighting team, he never thought he'd stoop so low again. Maybe it was just a phase and he'd get through it. At least he hoped so, right? Maybe. Looking above him he saw the two large initials, carved into the big gray metal doors that he's come to know and love. Just looking at them made his heart flutter and his breathing get light and nervous. But he knew there was no way he was backing down, he needed this, wanted this. And there was nothing that could get in the way of what he was just about to do.

Taking a deep breath, the hero pushed the doors open slowly and slipped through them without hesitation. Immediatly, his presence was noticed.

"Robin..I didn't think you would come back, is it perhaps, you haven't gotten enough the first time?" A voice pierced through the air. He doesn't say anything back, knowing that it's most likely a rhetorical question. Suddenly, the figure is up and moving towards him. Still he doesn't move, but finally he manages to slip out one important, daring, and dangerous word.

"Slade.." He says in a whisper.

The darkened villian emerges, and Robins inner-most feelings explode with confusion and lust.

"Come Robin, come to your master", Slade demands, a face of pure success on his face. Losing all physical control Robin shuffles over to his new master, eyes locked on the mysterious black and orange mask placed upon him,"Take off your mask." Is what he hears next.

"W-what?" He stutters nervously.

"You heard me, Robin. Take off your mask, do as your master says!" He commands, narrowing his eyes.

Without a train of thought, he slowly lifts his hand up to the corner of his mask. A look of intrest immediatly fills Slades face, as he slowly peels off his mask.

"Now, was that so hard?" He smirks down at him, lifting his chin to meet his face.

What came next out of Robins mouth was unexpected. "Now take yours off.." He replies dryly.

After a moment of tension like silence, an answer finally comes. "As you wish.." Robin stares on as his light blue orbs finally meet one gray one.

"Are we satisfied?" Slade now asks him, the smirk still placed on his face.

"No.." Robin manages to squeak back, his eyes stuck staring into the deep gray one before him.

Seeing this as a opportunity to tease, the older of them both takes it with no hesitation.

"Oh? And why is that?" He taunts, his breath running down the heros neck.

He chokes on his own spit in response, wheezing in and out for his own air. "I-I want..", he tries, keeping an eye on Slades every move.

"Yes?" The villian questions him back seductively.

"You.." He finishes, completly loosing all self control.
Satisfied with the answer, Slade rewards his slave by roughing grabbing him by the hair and bringinng him in for a deep, lovely, hard kiss.

"And is that all?" The man asks him, as he drags his teasing out more.

"No...I need...more." Robin replies to him softly, as the hard feeling in his tights grows stronger.

"Oh don't worry Robin, you'll be getting more." He chuckles lightly, before slinging the teen over his shoulder and heading off to a dark room on the other side of the lair.

"What are y-..", The hero begins, before having his arms chained down.

"Don't worry Robin, all your questions will be answered." Slade responds, a smirk placed on his face.

He doesn't struggle, knowing what comes next. Slade comes closer and lands himself a place atop of Robin, his armor already removed. "Shall we?" He growls, ripping the green, red, yellow, and black colored uniform off the leaders body. Robin doesn't say a thing as the villian begins to drool at the sight of the boy wonders naked body. "Ah, I see you haven't grown a bit now have you Robin?" He laughs, and Robin blushes and glares back. "No matter, you're my slave at the time and I intend to take advantage of that." Slade replies, as he goes in for another one of their tough kisses.

Being in the position Robin was in, didn't give him much advantage to kiss back with as much passion as he wishes he could. Noticing this, Slade moves on and begins to bite down hungriely on the teens neck, slightly drawing blood. He moans back in pleasure, although still not satisfied. The hard on in Robins tights can't sustain itself much longer, he had to say something.

"J-just do it already.." He mutters under his breath between moans.

"Ah but that would be no fun.." He replies back, as he traces his fingers down Robins body to his entrance. The hero winches as the man shoves his lube covered fingers forcefully inside him and begins to explore around the familiar area. As he does, Robins breaths get shorter and lighter, with loud moans escaping from his mouth more often. "Do you like this Robin? Do you want me to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk away from here without a limp? Is that what you want?"

"Ahh..ughh..yess..do it..please!" The boy whimpers. Slade obeys his pleas, and enters his own throbbing cock. inside with as much pressure as possible. Robin screams in reply, feeling the man hit his prostate on the first go. "I-it's like...uhggn..you..know..ugh!" He groans to him.

Slade only chuckles in response as Robin wraps his legs around the villians shoulders, giving him more advantage. Although only been going for a while, the boy already begins to feel as though he needs to release. Slade knows this, but growls in reply. "Hold it Robin...longer."

"Buut..ughn..I ne-" He tries to whine in response.

"Robin!" Slade warns him as he thrusts into him with more strength, making Robin arch his back and scream out Slades name. He gives in without realizing, white splattering over both of their chest and stomachs. Slade groans in dissapointment, but comes seconds after the tired looking teen beneath him. For the longest time, all the older man did was take deep breaths glaring at the younger one below him. Finally after taking minutes to catch his breath, he speaks. "Damnit Robin!"

The teen blushes of embaressment fiercely. "I..couldn't hold it."

The villian continues to glare at him, eyeing the sight of the white coating both their skins. "I can see that." He mutters, before seeing the sad look on the heros innocent face. He sighs pulling the boy up to his chest. "Don't worry about it, we can practice.", He informs him lightly,"Now go shower."

Without a word, the hero gets up and begins to find his way off to Slades bedroom shower.

"Oh, and Robin.." Slade smirks from his place on the edge of his bed.

"Yes?" He responds quietly.

"I would have liked it more if you told me you were a virgin." He sneers.

Being as stubborn as he is, in reply Robin just narrows his eyes at him, arms crossed. "Whatever." He snorts, as a hint of blush slowly creeps upon his cheeks.

So there you have it! My first slash-like chapter. With hopefully many more to come. I thought it was rather average, but you're the judge here. Tell me what you think, promise?

-Jckson15-