AN: This takes place in a later setting, The Teen Titans are now just the Titans and Robin is now Nightwing. After a fight with Brother Blood, Raven lost, unconscious and injured in a alley way. NSFW proceed with caution. RedRaven pairing, either read or don't. No flames please. Thank you.

Jason had her cleaned up, her cloak and other uniform pieces cleaned and folded in the dresser. He then had dressed every wound he could find. He put her in one of his longer shirts. Before covering her up in his dark sheets and blankets. He had checked all her vitals and figured she was at least going to be okay. He put a bottle of water on the night stand before heading to his sofa.

It had taken him by surprise when he found her in the alley way. He had fought with himself about what to do. Leaving her there wasn't an option. His next thought was the hospital. But hero's or whatever he was didn't belong anywhere near those. He searched for something to say another Titian was near. But found nothing. He let out a sigh, no tech either.. Great. That left take her home with him.

He would bind fold her and take her to another sector of the city when she came to and call them even. He closed his eyes as he laid down. His legs crossed at the ankles in his tight black neoprene suit pants. That stopped at his well muscled bare chest his arms crossed over his pecs. He kept his mask on as he drifted to sleep.

His apartment was neat and well put together. He had dark wood floors and furnishings. His counters were a black marble like material, his appliances stainless. Dishes were black on the outside and a deep red on the inside. He liked clean lines and not a speck of dust on anything.

Raven woke sometime later her brain so lost. At first she thought she had awoken in the Wayne mansion. The team spend a night there once and the bed room set had the same features. As she slowly got up her head began to pulsate. She let out a groan as she looked down at her bare feet. The shirt she was wearing was a plain black one but she was positive it wasn't hers.

As she gingerly walked into the hall way she noted that she had never been to this place. Her eyes traveled over the room and that's when she saw the man laying on the couch. His arm left arm was above his head while his other draped across his body. She stared at his peaked muscles and creamy skin. He didn't have an inch of chest hair on him. Her eyes finally focused on his head, and the mask she'd recognize it anywhere.

She moved soundlessly and with one shift motion she pulled off the mask. She had waited so long to do this. See the face underneath the mask. His face flinched and for and instant she caught his piercing blue eyes looking up at her. She recognized him instantly. She gasped as the man under the mask was older than she last met him years earlier. "Jason?" she whispered her eyes wide. Jason Todd as far as she knew was dead.

He hadn't intended to fall asleep, for this very reason. His mind raced as it stirred to life. Fuck, now what he supposed to do? All his planning and this has never crossed his mind. He sat up slowly. "Good morning sleeping beauty, you getting a peak at the beast. I think you've wandered into the wrong fairy tail." he ran a hand through his dark hair. "Safe your life and this is the thanks I get?"

"Jason." She repeated. "You made everyone believe your dead. Even Dick." Her eyes swept down his body before back up at his blue spheres. Her thoughts were racing as he spoke. "Where did you find me?"

"Shit I thought I was dead. Pretty sure I was for a while. " he shrugged it off. He kicked off the sofa and made his way over to the kitchen to began making her a cup of chai tea. "A back alley on the edge of the red light district." He held out the cup for her to take.

She furrowed her brow and looked down at the cup. It was just a coincident that he had her favorite. She took the cup. "Thank you." She muttered before looking down at it suspiciously. "You lace this with knock drug?" She asked. Seemed like something Red X would do, but then again he wasn't really Red X right then, no those blue eyes searing into her soul told her otherwise.

"And why would I do that? You've been unconscious in my bed for hours. Do I really want to put you back there? How do you feel by the way?" He leaned back on his counter his arms crossing over his chest.

Well he made a great point. She cautiously took a sip letting the flavor mark against her tongue. Her shoulders fell and she exhaled slowly. It was delicious very expensive she could tell. As she lifted the cup to her mouth her eye catching his. She froze. "Oh my... this is stolen isn't it?" She stated. It had to be it tasted like something she'd find in India.

Jason laughed. "Not everything in my life is stolen. I may have used money that was from selling something stolen." He picked up the box then smiled. "No this was a gift from Kitten. You know her, pink hair bright eyes always getting herself into trouble." Jason and the former villainess were friends as they skirted the line of hero and villain. Never really having a place of their own. "And again how are you feeling? You were in rough shape when I found you." His tone scolding.

Raven nodded. "Kitten? Strange I've always called her Jinx." She stated sipping the delicious tea. As he repeated the question her brain remembered that she was in pain. She breathed through her nose and trying to hold back. "It's getting better but everything still hurts, my head being the worst."

"That's her name. But think about, everything to her is a game of cat and mouse. And don't get me started on her, the way she walks, or those eyes, or the fact she seems to have nine lives." As he said this his feet moved his tall figure around the counter and over to a slim cupboard. He opened it and pulled out a bottle of generic bottle of pain killers. He made his way over to her, turned over her hand and placed them there. "Take these."

He then knelt down in front of her and pushed up a side of the shirt she'd been wearing to look at her thigh. He peeled back the bandages and smirked. "I forget you heal yourself little bird. Looks like you'll live." He stood up and looked at her tempted to run his fingers over her soft creamy skin.

Raven looked at the pills for a long while before tossing them back. He dropped to the floor she looked down to see him pull off a bandage on her leg she didn't know was there. His fingers just brushed against her skin making her shiver in place. "Little bird?" She raised her brow.

"That is what a Raven is, is it not?" He said coyly then out of no where he yawned. "In the morning I'll take you back into the city." He took a good look at her in his shirt. It was a sight he could get used to. He started heading back towards the sofa, and slumped back down on to it.

She watched him move and found herself stunned by his care free attitude. The curve of his spine and the way he wore his pants. They almost looked like they'd slide right off. She grabbed the side of her head shaking it clear and sighed. "I need to mediate so I'll be in the other room." She informed.

Jason's smirk grew like he knew a dirty little secret. "You know what's even better than meditation?" His voice had dropped an octave, it was as dark and spicy as he smelled. It fit so well. He looked over his strong shoulders at her.

Shivers once more flew down her back. She gave him a curious look. "What?" She questioned positive his answer was going one she already tried. She knew all the tricks.

"Mindless sex." he answered like it was nothing. "You'll forget you even have a body if it's done right."

Raven's stomach dropped. Her cheeks darken as she looked to the floor. Okay that was not something she had tried before. She shook her head. "Pretty bold of you to say." She noted. "However, I doubt it will work for me my emotions are what fuels my powers. I have to be so careful all the time."

"I didn't say that boring making love bull shit. I'm talking no strings attached fucking." he looked at her from where he laid on the sofa. "And you never know 'til you try it."

She gasped. "You are probably the most vile person I ever met. Do I look like the kind of girl that would go screw someone for entertainment?"

"Not in the sightliest that's why I suggested it." he shrugged. "Didn't say you had to. Or even who to choose. Just trying to be helpful." He closed his eyes again.

"How can you be so easy going? Right now?!" she snapped. "I've seen your identity and you act like I won't go and tell Nightwing as soon as I leave." She had her hands on her hips as she glared down at him.

"I'm dead remember.. I'm hoping that he'll just think you hit your head. Because why would I save you in the first place?" He opened his bright eyes and looked up at her.

She scoffed and threw her hands in the air. "I didn't think it was possible for anyone to be more annoying than Gar. But you've achieved it." She stomped off into his bedroom and slammed the door. Jason chuckled slowly drifting back to sleep.

Raven started by opening his dresser drawers. Everything was folded in clean crisp edges. She moved some clothing around but there wasn't anything in his drawers. She shut the them and saw her clothing on the top clean and crisp just like all the other clothes. She pulled off the shirt and shuttered. He had taken off her clothes, all while she was unconscious. Something that made her skin crawl. She dressed in her normal outfit and noticed that while clean there was still some holes in the leotard.

She couldn't remember anything. How long had she been out? Had it been days? Or hours? Was her team searching for her were they worried on capturing brother blood. She tossed his shirt on the floor and decided to leave it there. It made his room seem less perfect that way. She climbed back into the bed and began meditating she knew she needed to keep a clear mind and this would help her head. As soon as she got some of her power back she knew she could leave this place.

It had been a few minutes in to her deep meditation before shirtless Jason came in. She did her best to ignore him but as he drew in closer she realized he was getting to close. "What are you-" She was cut short as he cupped her face and began kissing her. She lifted her hand to hit him only to have him grab her wrist and push it up over her head.

His kisses were hot and heavy tasting like sharp whiskey. Before long she felt her body weaken and give into his. He straddled her and ran his hands up her body. She didn't like the feeling he was giving her as his hands cupped her breasts, but her body was melting. She hummed as he began to pull off the stretchy material from her body. 'Oh Azar.' She thought as his hands pulled off the clothes and left her completely naked. He smiled as he began flicking her nipples giving her pure shocks to her brain. She whimpered as his other hand touched her softly and first. He dragged her warm desire through her lips and then he stabbed his fingers into her. She gasped in pleasure. "Jason." he offered her another smile before repeating the action.

"No strings attached fucking?" She whispered not knowing it could feel this good. "Yes little bird. Let me make you see stars." He whispered in that low sensual voice. She bit her lip and then pulled his arm back down. "Yes." She whispered. "Make me sing."

Raven bolted up her heart threatening to fly out of her chest and sweat clung to her face. "What the hell was that?" She asked to the air. The soft sunlight was trailing in through the window. Morning. Time for her to go home.

Jason had in fact entered his room while she slept. He'd gotten fresh clothes, so he could shower. He was meticulous about everything. Dirty clothes were in the hamper, towel hung up. He was dressed and drinking a cup of coffee, a empty cup with tea next to it sat on the counter.

When Raven finally came out of the bedroom she got a good look at Jason, and it was like she was seeing him for the first time. His hair was still wet so it clung to his face a bit. His strong jaw line has a small scar on it. And in this light his eyes seemed even bluer today if that was possible. Raven couldn't help but flush as walked from his room to the kitchen. She didn't say anything as her eyes were glued to his wet hair. She grabbed the tea and poured some into the cup next to it. That's when she noticed a blindfold on the counter.

"How did you sleep little bird?" He rose a brow at her. He was watching her carefully. He was slightly nervous about taking her to the city. Different scenarios played in his head of her running away, or worst her being attacked.

Raven lifted the cup to her lips and the mental images of his lips trailed down her body entered her mind as she was forced to relive the dream. "Fine." She answered. "I would like to go home I need a shower and my bed."

"If I get you into the city you can get yourself home right?" He asked picking up the blindfold. He walked over to her, he smiled that cocky smile that meant he had gears turning it his head. "First time you've been bind folded?"

She glared at him, "you're not putting that on me." She retorted pulling away from him.

"Then I'm taking you no where. Look you already know who I am. Can I really afford to have you know where I am?" He questioned his lip curled in a sneering way.

"Look you know I don't like you. You're crass, arrogant and completely positive that as long as you keep your head down nothing bad will ever happen to you. So thank you for your hospitality. But the only reason I didn't teleport the moment I woke up is because I was still healing." She sat her cup down on the counter and gave him a look. "Good bye Jason." Then she materialize thorough the floor.

He went to argue that bad things did happen to him and he was well aware of these things. But she was already gone, he'd forgot she could do that and was now left cursing at his floor. He was sure it would look quite odd if anyone else was there. He took a deep breath thankful for the pocket he'd discovered in her cloak. It had a piece of paper with his number. Written under "If you want to learn how good it feels to be bad." Then an address. "If your looking for fun and to live a little."

When Raven got home everyone seemed genuinely concerned about her but she knew Nightwing didn't buy her story of waking in a hotel by herself. Duty of a "kind citizen". Instead he berated her with questions of which hotel and what room number. "It's not a Spanish Inquisition Dick! I like you, have no idea how I wound up there." She remarked growing irritated quickly. She couldn't blame her team mates for being worried but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder why everyone was still at the tower instead of out looking for her.

Weeks later after a practically hard day she kept thinking of how warm his flesh would be on her skin. She had found the note the day she came home. She had crumpled it up and tossed it away thinking she'd never ponder of that night again.

She looked to her waste basket and could almost here it calling to Her. She knelt down and going through her trash and found it at the very bottom. His perfect penmanship seemed to be more of an egg on. She grabbed her phone and typed the number.

She heard it ringing and instantly wondered why she was calling him and it wasn't until he answered did her mouth go dry.

He looked at the phone seeing the strange number. He cleared his voice and answered. "Hello?" He asked more then said, his voice still low and dark.

"Shit." She mumbled. What was she thinking? That it would go to voicemail? "uh hello?" She answered slowly and in perfect monotone.

Jason chuckled at her curse. "Little bird is that you?" There was a touch of seduction in his dark voice. That coy smirk was no doubt in its home on his lips.

"Who else would it be?" She snapped. "I don't know why I called you sorry." She was about to hang up when he interrupted her.

"It sounds like your having a bad day. Care to get a drink?" He said curious what had her so riled up.

She bit her lip and looked at the clock. "Meet me at Brower Cafe." She stated then promptly hung up. Jason smiled, he took this as a win. He went and waited for her. He found a seat in the back corner. Raven showed up thirty minutes after the call. She wore plain black jeans and a long sleeve blue shirt. Her gray skin was gone leaving her pale and dark haired. She knew he wouldn't recognized her so she walked up to him. "Jason." She said softly.

He doubled blinked taking this Raven in. He could picture her with bright red lips looking like since movie star. He stood and pulled out a chair for her. "Looking good, as always."

She scoffed and looked at him. "So you know how to dress in something other than a mask." The waiter came by. "I'll take a long island tea."

He smirked looked up. "A double whiskey near please." He was carefully studying Raven like he would anything he hoped to take home. "I do at times live a normal life." He dressed like he decorated, well and more like an adult then a lot of her teammates ever thought of. She simply shrugged at his answer her mind racing. Why was she here? She couldn't wonder why she was so drawn to him. Ever since that night she had the same reoccurring dream of him pleasuring her. Once their drinks were given to them she drank a little to quickly.

"Going to tell me what made your day so bad?" He took a sip. Thinking on his to say what he waved and get her where he wanted.

"I just have been having problems with my teammates is all, everyone thinks its all smiles all the time with the Titans, but we are all good actors I guess." She answered as if didn't bother her at all.

"My offer still stands. It truly does help trust me. And I can't imagine dealing with those clowns." He let his knee brush hers.

Her cheeks darkened as the thought crossed her mind. "You're a terrible influence. No wonder you left Bruce. He wouldn't tolerate such behavior."

"He's just as much a ladies man as I am. And really he couldn't care less about me. Never could. I was never as good as Dick." He shrugged. "To him at least."

Raven nodded. "I know exactly what its like never being good enough." She finished off the rest of drink and licked the flavor that was still on them.

"You are not good enough?" He shook his head. "You're beautiful , smart and damn good at what you do. I can only imagine what you're like between the sheets."

She scoffed and shook her head. "Wow is that all you think about?" She asked. She knew that if she wasn't careful she may admit a little to much. "And not that it's your business but I'm so good guys can't stop themselves from coming. Even if I'm ready or not." She glared at the sky.

Jason smirked. "I'm a marathoner not a sprinter bird." He shook his head. "And no it's not the only thing I ever think about. But being this close to a beautiful woman does push it forward some. " Raven was now at a lost of words. She ordered another drink as her eyes watched him curiously. "How many men have had that problem with?" He asked carefully taking another drink moving the conversation right along he never seemed to have any boundaries. His voice going slowly deeper as they spoke. "Do you dance?"

"Are you asking me how many people I've slept with?" She rose a brow. "No, not even when people aren't looking at me."

"Sure if you're willing to share and that's too bad I know a wonderful jazz club" he finished his drink.

Her eyes seemed to spark at this. "Well I love jazz music." She stated. "Two." She mumbled finishing her second drink.

"Would you like to go then?" He asked watching her. His brain thinking on the expression third time's the charm. He paid their bill and stood up.

"Right now?" She questioned.

"Yeah, why not live a little outside that cage they keep you in. " he smiled at her with his bright eyes.

She looked at her phone despite her reservations, he had a point. She did live in a cage and with Dick always breathing down her back it was almost suffocating. "Okay but just for an hour."