A/N: 7/22/2013 - after careful consideration, this is no longer a one-shot. It's not going to be long either, but there will be at least one more chapter by popular demand, and, after Spouse of Airdrie read it once it was up on FFnet, a suggestion...

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans

Warning: Dick and Kory being smexy, and thinking but not doing naughty things here in Chapter 1. Appropriate warning will be posted as necessary.

Special thanks to Kryalla Orchid for an idea on how I could to frame the story. Oh I had the idea for the story, it was just how to put Nightwing and Starfire in this unique situation.

GRAPPLING

"But Richard, as you say here on Earth, on Tamaran our word is our bond-"

"And I respect that but Star please, I don't think you quite understand what would happen, plus it's just Beast Boy and as I understand it was actually a dare."

Well, her boyfriend did have her there. It was just a dare from an 'innocent' game of 'Truth or Dare'. A dare she had taken and she was not going to back down from it. Plus Cyborg, Arsenal and Wonder Girl were all there when she gave her word. While stone cold sober. Plus she had to admit it sounding at least interesting...

She had to stand her ground. Starfire crossed here arms across her chest and notched her chin up a bit. Not too much, she was already looking down on him, that whole height difference was a bit of a sensitive issue but Dick was 'working on it'. This was an argument she planned to win so finesse was needed.

"But Gar is a teammate and as I said I gave my word that I would do this-"

"Actually you said we would do it."

Her hands fell to her sides as she leveled her gaze. "Would you find it to so disturbing to do? Would you rather I find another partner?"

That stopped Nightwing's rantings. Cold. "No, if you insist that this... this activity is to occur, I-I really should be, um I-I'll be the one to do it with you. I mean don't you want me to be?" Phew.

"Are you certain you want to be my partner? You are the one with the misgiving, not I."

"I honestly don't think you know what you are getting yourself, us into-"

"I doubt it could be that bad. Is it unwise to partner with you? Is it because of the gender difference? There is so little co-ed competition here on this planet. Perhaps choose to partner with a woman?"

The thought of that made Dick Grayson feel all sorts of things, which intensified with the pictures running through his head in full Technicolor. He cleared his throat. "Well by definition Starfire what Beast Boy has specified-"

"The mixed oil wrestling match, yes?"

"-is between a man and a woman."

"Oh and not a mixture of the oils of different nuts or of the olives?"

Dick Grayson's eyes crossed for a moment. The pictures in his mind were yet to clear and when had Starfire gotten so close to him? He could have sworn she was at least six feet away early and he always kept track of these things. All the bat-training usually keeps you on your toes. But this subject matter...

"No Star, it has little to do with the type of oil that's used. And they probably cover the wrestlers' bodies with baby oil-"

"Which I am well aware is not the oil of babies, and that was a very mean prank that Cyborg and Beast Boy played on my all those years ago." She cocked her head to ponder a couple of things. "So the point of the wresting match is to see if the man or the woman is stronger? Given the sexual dimorphism of your kind and the muscle mass ratios, the male would surely win in nearly all cases, so what is the point then of this competition?"

Nightwing's ears turned red. A long manicured finger inspected the right one which was not helping the situation. Starfire, this coming-of-age Starfire, the one who had finally convinced him that there was nothing wrong with sex before marriage, who found 'the fun' in sorting socks and was aroused by frying an egg, sure, she hadn't thought 'the oil wrestling' – mixed or not – that the point might be to have fun. But he didn't analyze her behavior, he was in 'explanation mode'. Silly boy.

"Well, wrestling isn't only about strength, but this kind of wrestling is usually, well-"

"What is it about? When Beast Boy dared me to challenge you to the oil wrestling match to see who wins, is was not just another type of sparring you have not yet taught me?"

"Actually you already know some wrestling moves, Star but this-"

"Is it the challenge of the baby oil? I imagine it is difficult to maintain contact and gain purchase on the ground. I would have a distinct advantage there as I could use my flight. Hmm." She paused and her eyes looked away, no where in particular really and Dick just watched her, half-hoping there would be an alarm but also hoping she might end this torture, coming clean that she was playing him. Or was she? He wasn't sure. "Or is it the euphemism for something else and I have been doing the embarrassing of myself?" Her tone was somewhat hopeful although the smile she gave her boyfriend showed that she might realize that something wasn't quite right here.

"Well, no, I guess it's best described as a type of wrestling match but also that it's related to BDSM and sexual fetishes-"

"Pardon me?" Starfire stepped back. Dick wasn't sure if he was relieved or not when it was not an expression of horror on her face.

"As I understand it-"

"And how is it that you know of these things Richard?" Starfire turned away from him "And now I am extremely glad I did not watch the video with Beast Boy-"

Starfire found herself spun back, facing an irate former Boy- and Teen Wonder. "Beast Boy was going to watch a sex wrestling video with you?"

"Please do not raise your voice at me Richard, I am simply the naïve alien here... I have done nothing wrong."

It briefly crossed his mind that there was perhaps a bit too much protesting in that statement, but then again, how much could she know about the world of femdom and maledom and sexual fetishes...? Oh wait, Wonder Girl and Arsenal and the others were in the room with her... yeah she could have had a quick primer on those things in that evening alone.

Dick might not have come about it if he wasn't in law enforcement. Well, sure. He could tell himself that.

But he couldn't deny the opportunity here. Not as a fetish but for fun, he was really getting interested in the idea of wrestling Starfire. Sparring was always fun and depending on how she wanted to do this – or what he could talk her into – topless, naked, oil covered, wrestling. If they could really do it privately with the rules of the first to pin or cause the opponent to fall and then get a forced orgasm, well, there wasn't really a way to lose was there. This was beyond some of his wildest fantasies... and he'd had some doozies.

He was at the point where he didn't want her to back out. And as he heard it, it was an honors bet. They'd just let Beast Boy know who won. At least it wasn't like they'd have to go to a sex club or anything. He'd make sure there weren't any cameras; well not any he didn't know about, maybe filming them would be fun for them to watch later...

It had been some time since he had said anything, caught up in the very thought that this activity could occur. He looked up to see his decidedly blushing and wide-eyed girlfriend.

He gave her a slow smile. "So are you sure your word is still your bond?"

"Perhaps if you explain to me what would happen in such a match."

"Well, um, now understand that I learned about these things because of illegal betting, um gambling and sometimes prostitution that can go on with such wrestling leagues."

"There are wrestling leagues for the sex wrestling?"

"That's what I found out in my research back in Gotham." Nightwing wanted to sound official. Not at all excited. "There was use of illegal substances like steroids, in some jurisdictions betting on such matches is illegal, and while it isn't exactly public nudity, it is essentially a live sex show. And as I mentioned before there were related cases of prostitution."

Starfire gnawed her lower lip, trying to appear somewhat reluctant. They were only talking about a private session, she'd made sure of it. She loved combat training unclothed or nearly so, and thought humans were ridiculous about their modesty.

"Richard, what happens in these matches of wrestling?" She knew she'd draw him in further with her misuse of English. After all these years it was as much a part of their flirting as it was any difficulty she had with the grasp of the spoken word, although her nerves did get in the way sometime.

"Um well, I'd have to find out some of the specifics, but as I recall the two opponents use wrestling moves-"

"What are wrestling moves?"

"Oh you know some of them already Kory; the point is to get you opponent on the ground and for them to have no way to get up-"

"Oh, oh! To do the submitting!"

"Yes, that would sum it up."

She thought for a minute. "But that does not sound like the sex."

"Well, there is the part about taking off each others clothes- not that there is much there to begin with-"

"Oh, that sounds like fun!"

"So after the pinning, then what?"

"Well, there would be another round where the person who didn't get the pin could try to pin the other or the one who got the pin could, well, um-"

"What? Why are you looking so hot, Richard?"

"Well, the object would be that after an opponent has first pinned the other wrestler, in the next round he or she must give the other an orgasm – without having one first."

"Oh, and can one do that by any means possible?"

Dick swallowed. "Sure."

"And are you okay with this?"

"If, if you are."

"Best out of three?"

"Three rounds?"

"How about three matches?"

"How about three days?"

"What a wonderful challenge!"

"So you certain then?"

"Yes, I do believe, I have grappled long enough with the idea."

To Be Continued...