Going Down?

Going Down?

Written By: Teno Hikari
email: teno_hikari@yahoo.com / tenohikari@cs.com

Summary: Takes place during 'Titan Rising' episode. What really happened in the elevator ride. At least, what every yaoi fan-girl wishes would have happened. In response to MD's Slade/Robin fanfic challenge.

Disclaimer: I don't own, I just borrow (and never return).

Warning: NC-17 - rating. Slash, Yaoi, M/M pairings. Adult situations. Mature readers only.

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"Dammit!"

Robin gritted tee teeth in frustration, catching his bird-a-rangs as they returned to him. Raven and Terra continued to use their powers, but metal plated protected the machine from any assault. Not even a scratch. Shit, if they didn't stop Slade's drill soon, the Teen Titans were going to be homeless.

Glancing around, the youth caught sight of the control panel at the center of the platform, and made his way towards it. The Sorceress and the former wanderer at his side, as he studied the buttons quickly. It was like a giant computer, they should be able to shut it down. Unfortunately there was no big red button that had 'POWER OFF' anywhere on the panel.

Of course, Slade would never make it that easy. So now the Boy Wonder was hacking away at the computer. Trying to override the mammoth size machinery above them that was drilling away underneath the Tower. He was too focused in his task, that the Titan leader barely had time to see something rushing right toward him.

Slade's kick connected with his shoulder, sending Robin hurdling backwards on the bridge. The masked man landed perfectly on his feet, eyeing the fallen boy before jumping forward again to deliver another blow. One that had no impact this time, as Robin managed to react fast enough to dodge.

They exchanged a fury of punches and kicks, all the while, Robin was forcing the older man back. Slade visible foc focused on the teen before glancing at the other two young girls rushing towards their friend and leader. No, this simply wouldn't do. His gaze never left Robin's while leading him into the platform elevator.

"Forget about me!" Robin shouted at his approaching companions outside. He dodged another punch, glancing at Slade who blocked the only way out. "Shut down the drill!"

Smirking under his mask, Slade hit the control switch inside the elevator wall. Closing the doors behind him, at the same time deactivating them. Blocking the exit, he had his prey trapped within a cage. Right where he wanted him.

"Good Robin, now I have you all to myself."

The boy shivered at those words as the elevator lifted. Robin could no longer see his worried team mates. He just hoped they would follow his orders as he dealt with their nemesis by himself. Alone in an elevator. Alone at all with hatehateful man was frightening enough.

Maneuvering around the teen, Slade waited until they were halfway up, before pressing a button on his metal arm guard. Almost immediately the elevator came to a quiet halt. The exit was now blocked by a metal construction beam, apart of enemy's underground lair. Both males staggered a bit as the metal floor beneath their feet shook.

The criminal mastermind recovered quickly, reaching out to steady the stumbling youth who nearly walked into him. Robin froze, as if he had been paralyzed again with spider venom. Gloved clad hands tightened on those thin shoulders pulling his prey even closer.

"W-What are you...?" the Boy Wonder began, once he had recovered his voice. Slade turned him around, his back pressed against the metal armor plating that covered the older man's chest. He squirmed a little, his arms bound in an unbreakable grip.

"I've missed you, Robin," Slade purred into his captive's ear. His free hand wrapped around the teen's slender waist, lightly massaging his hip. The boy tensed, another shiver running down his spine. "I've missed our times together... don't you?"

Robin flushed crimson, which was mostly concealed by his mask. Their times together as Master and Apprentice were apart of the nightmarish ordeal he shared with the other man. Lessons that did not involve martial arts or battle strategy. Private lessons in the dark, just like right now. Alone, just the two of them.

"N-no!"

Slade chuckled in amusement, slowly sinking to the ground, bringing the Teen Titan with him. "A delayed response. I think you're being dishonest with me, Robin."

He tried to struggle, until a jolt of pain shot up his arms and shoulders as Slade squeezed down. After an agonizing minute, Robin finally ceased his movements. Any more pressure would have shattered his arms. A grunt escaped the teen's lips as he was forced to sit in the other man's lap.

The hand on his hip ventured down south until it found what it had been looking for. His legs, resting on the older man's knees, were finally spread apart, Giving Slade more access. Robin jerked a little as those offending fingers began their exploration, despite the spandex barrier covering that region.

"S-stop...! P...p..please..." Robin winced as his demand had been reduced to a whimpering plea.

This wasn't fair. He could fight Slade in hand to hand combat. Or even with weapons. Or a swarm of android henchmen. But Robin couldn't fight this, because his traitorous body didn't want to. It had been too long.

Much too long. His body missed melting under the hateful man's heated touch. It missed those sensations. Pain. Pleasure. Humiliation. Utter helplessness. He could already feel a fever forming. His temperature was rising, as those coaxing fingers continued their assault.

"Yes, I can feel that you missed this as much I have," Slade noted softly, feeling the boy's arousal tent up underneath the fabric of his costume. Under the mask, he was clenching his teeth to prevent himself from groaning. The boy writhed exquisitely in his lap, awakening his own arousal.

As much as Slade relished having the Boy Wonder likis, is, there wasn't much time. Releasing the teenager's arms, his other hand was free to work with the other's pants. He restrained himself from tearing the garment off as he pulled them down. Until they bound his prey's legs at the knees.

Gasping softly as he was exposed to the air, Robin bit his bottom lip, muffling another whimper. This couldn't be happening, he tried to tell himself. There was a hiss of a zipper and Robin felt the arm around his waist lift him up a little. This couldn't be happening again, especially not here. Not with two of his team mates just below them.

Positioning himself, Slade found his mark and thrust upwards while pulling the teen down. Body going painfully still, Robin bit his lower lip to prevent himself from screaming. It tear as he bit down further, flooding his mouth with a bitter coppery taste. Tears slipped down the corners of his mask, as could feel Slade's sex forced its way inside him.

Memories were flooding back, pulling him in like the tide. How he wished he could forget those seemingly endless nights in the man's bed. Pain reminiscent to what he was feeling now. It had hurt the first time. It had hurt the second and third time, and every night after. Mercilessly being violated while he was too weak to prevent it.

Those gloved hands were holding him under his thighs, lowering him down. Inch by inch, as that thick organ inside continued to migrate upward. Robin bit down even harder as his body was slowly skewered. Stretched painfully tight around his enemy's invading girth. What seemed to be a small eternity later, he was finally seated once again in the older man's lap.

A low, barely audible, moan could be heard from the slits of Slade's mask. Leaning back a little, he held the Boy Wonder against his chest. Savoring the tight velvety heat that threatened to consume him whole. All the while, he was giving the younger man sometime to adjust. Though he doubtee Roe Robin could without any kind of preparation. Oh well, Slade thought. The boy should have begged first, surely he had not forgotten all his lessons. Finally collecting himself, he placed a hand on Robin's shoulder, gently pushing him forward.

"Sit up, Robin." Slade smiled in triumph to himself, once again as his former apprentice unconsciously complied. "Spread your legs a little more... Yes, that's my good boy."

Robin shuddered. Those hands moved to cup his ass and squeezed a little. Before lifting the teen up, tilting him at the exact angle needed for maximum penetration, before pulling him back down. As Slade's erection impaled him, it also grazed a small bundle of nerves that was Robin's prostate. The boy bucked and cried out into his own gloved hand as jolts of pleasure set his body on fire.

Even with the sound of his heart drumming in his ears, the Titan leader could hear the faint voices of Raven and Terra. They seemed to be arguing. How he wanted to scream at them about their lack of team work in this serious situation. Now was not the time to be tearing each other's throats. Then again, now wasn't the time to let your arch nemesis fuck you, either.

Before Robin knew it, he was pushed up and off the older man's lap. Taken by surprise, the teen stumbled to he knees, and fell forward, with his ass raised in the air. Groaning, he knew that his new position looked like some kind of offering now.

Slade chuckled as pressed himself behind him. "Very nice, Robin. But I had another position in mind."

The teenager moaned as he was rolled over onto his back. The pants were no longer immobilizing his legs at the knees, as they were now removed completely. The top part of Robin's costume was also pushed up and over his head, until they restrained his arms.

"Perfect," Slade murmured.

Robin seethed as the man raised his legs to rest on those broaouldoulders. He grunts again as Slade leans against him. That armored chest pressing his back against the cold steel floor. Trapped.

"I hate you."

His gloved hand wrapping around the boy's neglected shaft, he began to stroke it once more. "If you hate this so much, why don't you fight back?"

Tensing, Robin opened his mouth to respond. Though it was difficult because he didn't know the answer that question himself. Why didn't he fight back? Why was he letting Slade rape him? Was it even rape at all this time? Robin wasn't so sure as he turned his head to the side.

"J-just let me go..." he pleaded before moaning as that hard length entered him once more. Resuming contact with his sensitive prostate. His mouth gaped open, before clamping teeth around one of his gloved fingers. Robin bucked under the man as shockwaves of heat and pleasure throughout his entire body.

"Never..." he heard the other man hiss into his ear while the thrusts became more erratic and forceful. He welcomed the pain that cleansed his mind, hoping to drown in the seething dars ths that threatened to pull him under. This was punishment for his weakness. His failure at never being able to cage the monster behind the metal mask that was doing this to him.

Everything went black for a few minutes, Robin didn't even remember fainting. He remembered his back arching off the body warmed steel floor. A cry of pleasure was muffled by Slade's dominating mouth. As he felt the elevator jolting to life, a liquid heat filled him and the boy incoherently hethe the sound of Slade's voice in his ear.

When the older man withdrew off of him, Robin continue to lay on the floor. Catching his breath while his eyes watched the play the light flash in and out of the rising elevator. He barely registered hands moving to right his costume, before pulling him up to stand.

"Going down?"

Those were the last few words he could remember as his feet left the floor. They were falling now. His vision blurred slightly as he could feel Slade against him. Could hear the shot of a grappling hook that lowered them both to safety.

He was released suddenly, tumbling over on to another platform. Robin lay there in a daze, watching that split steel mask hovering above him. Gloved fingers brushed affectionately against his lower lip. The Boy Wonder finally sat up, knocking the mockingly gentle touch away.

That visible eyed narrowed slightly before the older man stepped back. Blending perfectly into the shadows of an overhang. Watching as the two girls below work together to stop the Tower from sinking.

"It seems my plans have been foiled once again."

Robin growled, finally picking himself off the ground. Though wincing slightly as he tried to step forward. His muscles felt like they had been reduced to jelly, while the rest of his body seemed too tired to move.

"Don't give me that bull," he hissed. "You got what you wanted."

There was a low chuckle echoed barely audible to the teen's ears. It quickly lit the fuse to his anger as Robin advanced. Ignoring his aches and pains that clung to him liked lead weights.

"Indeed I have."

Slade was gone before he even had a chance to take another step. Grinding his teeth together, the Titan leader knew he was in no condition to pursue. All Robin could do now was just stare seething into the darkness in, and swear, that Slade would never pull dow down again.

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Blame this for the hold up on 'Three Way Mirror' ... I haven't written a lemon in ages. I apologize for any grammar or spelling errors. I suck at being my own beta-reader.

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