1. "Come over here and make me."
It started with a staring contest.
I don't even remember how it happened. I don't really care, though. I was loving it.
Across the table, Starfire sits, cheek to her palm, elbows on the tabletop. Expressionless, despite her big jade eyes sparkling with delight.
"Hmm," she hums. I don't avert my gaze from her eyes, but I can see her drumming her fingertips against the tabletop. We've been at this for what felt like ages, but I'm pretty sure it had only been half a minute.
My eyes itch, but I ignore it. Starfire proved to be a pretty good opponent. When she challenged me to a staring contest, I immediately accepted, expecting her to be the first to submerge into a fit of girlish laughter.
To my surprise, she doesn't. She stays perfectly still, flashing her green eyes at me. I keep forgetting how competetive she can get. She never fails to surprise me.
My tearducts burn, but I know I will never go down without a fight. Even if she does win though, I wouldn't mind. At least I had an excuse to stare at her perfection without being creepy.
For a moment, I thought I saw her eye twitch. I lean closer and flash her a grin. "Give up yet?"
Her lips quirk into a smile. "Nope. Never. Why don't you do the giving up instead, Robin?"
I gave her a smug smile. "Come over here and make me."
She cocks her head to the side, and smirks at me. She drives me insane when she does that.
Suddenly, she leans forward as well. She presses her lips against mine, and before I could kiss her back, she pulls away. I frown, unsatisfied.
She laughs at me, and says, "You blinked."
But that hardly matters to me anymore.
I climb over the table and pull her to my lap. "Hmm," I say, and kiss her nose. "You blinked too."
I circle my arms around her waist and trail kisses down her neck. "You blinked first," she says laughing. "I win," she sings.
She was too cute, I couldn't get enough of her. I pull her closer, and kiss her lips, holding it longer this time. To my bliss, she obliges.
She smiles into my lips, and circles her arms around my neck. She runs her fingers through my hair, and we forget about our game.
It takes a long time before I break away.