SladinForever's Sladin Collection

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

They had been fighting for hours on the exact same rooftop. The Titans had no idea what was going on, but no one ever did. It was the two fighters' secret that was always unspoken. Tonight's fight was a little different. The rain continued to pour on their slightly fatigued bodies, drenching them from head to toe.

"H-Hold on…" Slade stopped in his tracks, his bo staff inches from Robin's nose. He pushed the end away before falling to his hands and knees and panting heavily from the fight. Water dripped off his hair. "Wh-Why…do we keep…d-doing this?" Robin wiped his nose with the back of his arm. "Why c-can't we just let…bygones be b-bygones?"

Bending Crouching before him, Slade grabbed Robin's chin to lift his face to him. The hero glared back. "You're the one who seeks me out, boy." Slade paused, letting that sink in. "Do you know why you seek me out at night, Robin?"

Robin took a moment to think. Why did he keep wanting to pick a fight with Slade? He jerked his head away. "I don't know."

Slade smirked behind his mask. "I believe I do."

Robin sat back on his legs. "Then why? Tell me." Slade reached for Robin's mask. Seeing the move, he backed away quickly, falling on his ass in the process. He backed up into a roof access covering. "I told you to leave the mask alone dammit!"

The rain suddenly fell down harder. Robin shook his head, his hair full of water. Slade stood up and walked over to him. Grabbing him by the throat, he lifted him off the floor and held Robin against the wall of the roof access. Robin struggled in his light choke hold. Lightning struck, illuminating Slade's malicious eye.

"I think the reason you seek me out is so that you can get closer to me and learn even more about me than you do now. When in fact, you know nothing about me at all. Like this little fact that I am going to let you in on."

Placing Robin back on his feet, Slade closed his eyes with his giant hand. He then reached for his metal mask and took it off, throwing it to the floor with a loud clang. Robin’s heart pounded harder and louder in his chest.

"What did you just do?" Slade ignored him. "Slade, did you take off your mask?” There was no response as Slade moved closer. “Tell me what you did!"

"Robin, shut up…"

The word ‘shut up’ hardly left Slade's mouth as he kissed Robin roughly. The boy froze at the sudden act. Once his mind registered what he was doing, he pushed against Slade, trying to get him off. Slade ended the kiss slowly. Robin was already out of breath again. It didn't help that it was still raining so hard.

"Wh-What…the hell…w-was that?"

Seeing his moistened lips move from his half-snarl made Slade lose control of himself. Grasping Robin's wet hip, he slammed their crotches together and started kissing him again. Again, Robin struggled to get away but without success. Slade quickly forced his wet tongue into the boy's mouth, feeling the new, warm territory. Robin almost went weak in the knees as he began to succumb to it, especially when Slade started massing his tongue with his own. It actually felt good, even though he shouldn't feel good by Slade. And, yet, Robin allowed him to continue.

This was Slade's secret. Ever since Robin's apprenticeship, he had had an eye out for him. For weeks, even months, he wanted to make blissful, hot love to him. And it was ironic. He always pictured this moment on a rooftop, at night, and in the rain.