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Prank date:

Chad asks Robert out as a joke, tells hims to meet him at a diner at 6. Robert agrees, hesitantly, but pretty excited.

(Flambae and Prism hide in the bushes and wait for Robert to show, camera ready. Fully not intending to be mean, thinking it would just be a really funny prank that they laugh and move on from.)

Robert shows up, in a suit he got from Sonar (He asked to borrow one, but due to the size difference, Sonar got him his own. As a Harvard graduate, he takes suits very seriously. ) 

He's super nervous but happy as he looks around for Chad. For the first 15 minutes, he remains pretty hopeful, traffic can be a nightmare after all. As time passes the hope dies, the smile fades, the shoulders slump, and Robert is crushed.

He's not surprised though, not really.

He thinks about going back to his apartment but Beef is with Chase and he doesn't feel like being alone.

He thinks about visiting someone else on the team, but he's embarrassed, hurt, and sad. He's also not sure now if they were all in on the joke or if it was just Flambae. He doesn't want to be laughed at and he knows he'll just feel worse if he finds out it was everybody.

He briefly thinks about going to Chase, but he has such a low opinion of the team already and Robert doesn't want to give him a reason to dislike them more.

Instead, he breaks into the lab at SDN and gets in the suit. Nobody can see him, nobody can laugh at him, nobody can hurt him.

Not in the suit.

He knows he'll have to face the team tomorrow but right now, right now he can just be sad .

.... For Zahir however... Flambae swears up and down Beef is glaring at him like: "how dare his bladder have the audacity to exist and make him get up to pee at 2:30am!! How dare Zahir leave Beef's hooman all alone in bed and cold and sad--!!"

"Zaza I doubt Beef boy is glaring at you--"

Today: Toys!✨

Flambae has way too much fun, torturing his cute dispatcher~ 🤭❤️

hello *starts scuttling and shrieking all over the place* Variations below because i put all the clothing on seperate layers and had a fun time just dressing & undressing this guy whenever i had the chance to

His back wasn't in searing pain, his legs weren't cracking or sore and he and Zahir had some MIND BLOWING sex the night before!! Which was a fucking great surprise to fall asleep to! But ... now that seems to have brought something to Robert's attention.

Robert had no clue what suddenly brought it on, but Jesus did he love it. Zahir was-- primal, feral. And totally wrecked Robert inside and out and just...it turned the dispatchers always running brain off. And he really liked that. Robert liked how Zahir just took over. Didn't stop. Just kept pounding and ravaging his body.

Robert honestly thought he was gonna be a crumpled, bone cracking mess by morning but at the time he didn't, couldn't bring himself to care!! It just felt good!

Robert squirms a little, he still feels some of the sting of the burns Zahir gave him from last night. Bites at his lip when he remembers how Zahir manhandled him all night. Pinned him down and just--

"Fuck" Robert feels his own arousal starting to send little shocks between his thighs. He gets up to go find Flambae, they should be on lunch now.

"Hey, Bae can I talk to yo-- ...oh" 'shit Flambae was already eating with Prism.... why do they look so uncomfortable?' Robert thinks before he tells them to enjoy their lunch together and just goes to settle himself down.

Now that he thought about it... he and Zahir didn't really get to talk about last night. Robert feels a blush start to settle on his cheeks. Should he talk about it with Zahir?? 'I mean ... Last night may have just been a fluke?' They both were stressed from the day so....Robert sighs rubbing the back of his neck. It would be weird to ask his boyfriend to do that again right? Yea ... probably. Partners in the last have gotten weirded out when Robert asked them to play a little rough in the bedroom, so Zahir may have the same reaction right? Right.

So, Robert doesn't mention it again. But he does notice Zahir is ... way more attentive and affectionate lately. Not to say the fire starter wasnt affectionate already. Man practically has his hands glued to some part of Robert's body, or always has something for Robert to snack on. Now, it seems like Zahir is on a mission to cuddle and melt Robert to him. And the warmth keeps pulling the dispatcher back to that night. And it's kinda driving Robert crazy. But he can't just ask Zahir to fuck him like a rabid animal again!

That would be weird. Zahir might actually be pretty freaked out because he never said anything about again. And Zahir was nornally pretty open about how much he liked something after.

Robert tried to talk to Zahir about a few times but he'd either get awkward and just make an excuse or Zahir was busy chatting or whispering with Prism about things at work.

But about two months after, and on a particularly aggravating and stressful day at work, Robert was finally heading home. He had two options, he could go to the bar and drink his stresses off or ... he could bite the bullet and just ask Zahir to fuck him like he did that night again. And Robert stands and thinks on it, staring at the bar he came by a few blocks away from Zahir's apartment, before rubbing his sore neck, groans as he feels a little twinge of pain down his back. The dispatcher groans. Rubs a hand down his blushing face..... 'the worst he could say is no right?'

Actually it was Flambae, he might actually tease Robert relentlessly about it and Robert would never ask again. But ... fuck it. Robert gets to the apartment, he opens the door and sees his boyfriend already in the kitchen, cooking. Zahir turns and sees him, and he smiles. "Hey, you're late, Azizam. What took you?"

Robert swallows, his cheeks start to turn even redder. He rubs the back of his neck. "I um ... got caught up with things after. Somebody blew up all the copy machines so I had to write out reports by hand. Had to hack out some scammed who was trying to find files on some new Phoenix recurits... couple other things" Robert says. Zahir can hear the exhaustion and frustration but he also hears a discomfort in Robert's voice- no ... not discomfort, maybe nervous? Zahir turns the stove off, moves the pan, and turns fully to Robert, a squirming dread starting to pull in his gut.

"Robert ... what's the matter?" The fire starter says carefully, quietly. 'FUCK FUCK FUCK is he planning to break up now!?!? I thought we were doing so well!?!?'

Robert groans, his face is beat red and he keeps rubbing the back of his neck and he can't even look in Zahir's direction. "Look um.... is there .... You remember when you got excited a few months ago? After I was talking about that shitty day before?? Well I wqs hoping that maybe you could, ya know ... pin me down and do it again..." Robert finally mumbles. Zahir stares wide eyed at the man.

".... what?" Fuck was it actually hot in here-- op ... shit there's his dick... and there goes his clothes!!

Meanwhile Robert is even more red!! How that was possible, Zahir had no clue but fuck he was shaking-- fuck Robert's talking again!

"I-i know it's weird and we didn't get to talk about it before. But the morning after I felt really good and my back wasn't screaming and I felt really rela--" Robert had finally turned to look at Zahir and froze. Zahir was naked. And hard.... and surrounded by a circle of ash. Robert stared wide eyed. Slowly letting his eyes travel up, sees Zahir's face, looks back down and points. "U-um ..... where ... where did your clothes go??" He asks carefully.

"Burned them off. I'm sorry did you just ASK me ... to fuck you stupid??" Zahir says it like he was struggling to breathe and put the thoughts together. Robert starts to flounder. "I-i um yea I mean it was-- AH FUCK!! Zahir!?!?!" The moment Robert said 'yea' he was tackled and lifted off the ground and feeling hands already tearing at his clothes.

"Why the fuck are you asking like a teen asking for cigarettes for the first time?!? Fucking YES i wanna fuck you till you can't even talk!! Ive been fucking dying to!!" Zahir speaks breathless and fast, ripping at his dispatchers clothes like they personally offended him!! Robert holds a hand up. "H-hold on, Jesus!! This is my unifo-- AHHNNNnnnn!!!! Shit!" Robert starts to try and get answers but Zahir was already getting his hands, heated and firm, slipping past Robert's waist band and touching at his ass. Squeezing each cheek and spreading them open and playing with his hole.

"C-can we get to the r-room first?"

"I will fuck you standing up right now, bobert"

Robert will deny it to his dying day that he squeaked, surprised by his boyfriend's boldness. And didn't get much chance to think on it before Zahir made good on that promise. Because next he knew, Robert's pants were pulled down, was turned and hoisted up again. His legs pulled up and his arms trapped at his sides. Before he can think to protest, Robert feels Zahir poking at his hole.

"Mnn!! F-fuck wait a sec, Zahir!" Robert trembles a little. He feels the other pause then speak next to his ear. "I didn't wait that first night, Azizam~ and I don't think you want me to~"

Robert moans and then screams when he feels Zahir just thrust in, all the way in, feeling the fire user buried in so deeply. Robert feels the burning stretch and he should feel pain but... no his head felt fuzzy, like a head rush. The dispatcher's head flops forward, a little whimpering moan and Zahir feels Robert squeeze around him. And that is the really undoing, Zahir starts moving amd thrusting, full force. No warm up, just a loud slapping skin against skin. Zahir grunting and Robert moaning.

It was gonna be a long fucking night. And both were gonna enjoy every fucking second of it.

Until Z-Team meets up for drinks after work and Robert gets into a fight with someone and suddenly he bursts into flames and almost sets the entire bar on fire. Everyone is trying to help except Flambae, who stands there in complete and utter shock.

Some of you might remember the original version with the red augments, but I couldn't resist changing the color.

Shame on me for recycling images.

I have a "villain" Robert fic up on my Ao3 right now, but as I'm rereading it, I'm coming to terms with the fact that it's not making me as happy as it did initially. So what I'm probably going to do is discontinue that one in favor of this other one, but we'll see. I just wanted to get some feedback, I guess?

So, anyway, role swap AU.

Robert is a villain. The genuine article, many counts of battery, grand theft auto, and grand larceny (and a singular arson charge but I can't elaborate on that right now). He signs up for the Phoenix Program not because he wants to be a better person, but because he wants out of prison. He'll play the part they want him to, but he doesn't intend to change at all once out. Robert may or may not have powers in this fic but I'm undecided. The idea is in its infancy after all lmao

Now, to pivot. Chad is a hero. Rather than turn to crime in the face of hardship, he chose to instead become the hero Flambae. Now, Chad ends up in Robert's position in the canon of the game by being literally stabbed in the back with some type of blade coated in a poison that weakened him and his powers significantly. Thus, he's out of commission.

Here is a little sneak peek 🤭❤️

The Z-Team rightfully freaks out. Mal portals them back to HQ, taking little Robert straight to Chase and Mandy.

Robert doesn't recognize Chase, partly because he looks so different, but also because Chase didn't start babysitting Robert until he was 7. Robert doesn't know anyone, only knows his dad, but doesn't seem too concerned that Robbie isn't here.

That's a different can of worms, but the Z-Team clocks it for later.

No one knows what to do. Obviously they start to track down the culprit who cast the spell in the first place, but in the meantime, Robert is just there, in the office, eyeing them all warily.

Flambae comes to sit next to him, keeping enough distance to not alarm Robert. Robert looks at him with caution, body tense like he wants to bolt.

Flambae flashes him a grin, snapping his fingers and igniting a little flame. "Ever seen someone who can control the fire and the flame, Bob-Bob?"

Robert shakes his head no.

"Well, look closely." He makes the flame dance across his knuckles, then shoots it out of his finger, the little flame exploding into sparks. Robert actually giggles, eyes lighting up finally, and Flambae does it again, shooting more little fireworks from his fingers.

"Wow!" Robert grabs his hand, beaming. "Teach me!"

Flambae ruffles his hair, pulling him onto his lap. "Afraid I can't. It's supposed to be a secret."

Robert's face pulls tight in a little pout, but he snuggles up to Flambae, tugging at his hair.

"Ow!" Flambae shoos his hand away. "If you promise to be good until the end of the day, I'll teach you. Okay?"

"Really?" Robert lights up. "Promise?"

"Pinky promise." He raises his right hand, wiggling the stumps of his missing fingers. "Oops, wrong hand."

"Why don't you have fingers?" Robert asks, suddenly incredibly intrigued by the stumps. Flambae lets him tug at them with his little hands.

"I had to trade them for the fire." Flambae answers, puffing out his chest. "When I teach you, I'll need your fingers too."

"No!" Robert holds his hands against his chest protectively, the fear clear in his big wide eyes. "I need them!"

Flambae laughs, bouncing little Robert on his leg. "Hmm, you drive a hard bargain." He pinches Robert's cheek. "Okay, if you're good I'll teach you for free. Deal?"

"Deal!" Robert grins, and Flambae gives him a pinky promise with his left hand.

It doesn't take long for Robert to fall asleep against him, breathing evenly, his little face angelically calm.

"Holy shit." Visi appears beside him, taking a puff of her inhaler. "Shit, you're like, really good with him."

Flambae scoffs quietly, careful not to wake him. "'Course I am, bitch. I'm great with kids."

"That's my bestie!" Prism grins, proud. They make sure to keep their voices low.

"Anyway, we found the guy." Blonde Blazer says, poking her head into the break room. "Should we...wait for him to wake up?"

Flambae looks down at little Robert, an arm around him protectively. He thinks he'll actually miss this innocent version of him. "Yeah, let him sleep. God knows he won't be sleeping once he reverts."

Visi snorts, and Blonde Blazer gives him a knowing nod. Chase scowls at him with his arms crossed, clearly jealous that Robert chose Flambae over him, but relents. It's rare for Robert to be so relaxed.