The Whole World

By Broken Azar

"Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me
I will turn your flesh to alabaster
When you will find your servant is your master"

- The Police, "Wrapped Around Your Finger"

Prompt: Let the world turn without you tonight.

Author Note: Written for EmaniaHilel's challenge. I do not own Teen Titans. Raven might be a little OOC, but both Raven and Nightwing are older, and a longstanding couple.

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She approached as silently as always, but Nightwing felt her approach. A part of the darkness, he could have sworn that it curled around her, cradled her. He might have been imagining it.

Or he might not.

She settled next to him as he watched the streets below for signs that the birds of night need fly. He didn't look at her; he had learned a long time ago that studying the goddess in her element was a distraction that he shouldn't allow himself.

He didn't have the option when her pale, soft hands touched his right cheek and turned his face to look at her. She was lovely, her long hair framing a pale face. Even in the dark he couldn't help but admire her.

"Let the world turn without you tonight." She said softly. He hesitated and she went on. "I promise that Bloodhaven will be fine without you tonight." She leaned forward slightly, her hot breath brushing against his cheek. "Just tonight."

He wanted to say no, that he had a duty here, but the words of denial died on his tongue. He was wrapped around her finger, her slave, and she didn't even know it.

"And what does my minx have in mind tonight?" he purred in response. She smiled and traced the line of his jaw with a fingertip.

He would have done anything to see her smile like that more often.

She slid her hands down his arms and pulled gently on his hands to get him to stand. He let himself be guided. He was far taller than her; she had capped at just over five foot, and he was well over six. Somehow, with what little height she had, Raven could seem as large or small as she wanted.

Thoughts like that, however, fled Nightwing's mind.

No music played, but Raven started dancing against him, prompting him to lead. It was a slow, sexually charged dance that left Nightwing painfully aware of what she was doing to his body, to his mind. If she continued this line of thought, he would take her on this rooftop.

"Raven." He breathed, clutching her to him. She laid a finger across his lips and shook her head.

"I know." She slid her hands across her chest, tracing the lines of his muscles through the spandex of his costume, driving him wild with the slightest touch.

"Rae." He spoke again, her name twisting in the darkness, full of desire and desperation. She smiled at him, linking her arms behind his neck before she kissed him. It began as a slow, chaste kiss, but did not remain that way for long.

He let his hands wander down her back, but was not content at the thickness of her cloak, so he unpinned it and let it fall around her feet. When they drifted apart just so slightly, him taking in her darkly beautiful features, she smiled.

"I shouldn't be doing this."

"The world can take care of itself for awhile."

He touched his forehead to hers and smiled himself. He kissed her again, tracing a hand down the side of her uniform, tickling sensitive skin. She moaned into his mouth and he awarded himself a mental point.

It was too bad that there rooftop fun was interrupted by several gunshots being fire below. The pulled apart and looked to the side in tandem.

"It can take care of itself, eh?" he breathed, panting slightly. Oh, whoever was causing the trouble would pay for it tonight. She didn't answer only sighed.

Another night in Bloodhaven began.