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Caught

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"Robin, quit it!" I said sternly, shoving him away from me. "Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Starfire will be home any minute now. Can't you calm yourself down?"

"C'mon, Rae, let me just..." he leaned in to kiss me again.

"No, today is not the day." I rose up my hand and placed it firmly on his chest, pushing him back even further.

"Why is that?"

"Because I said so! We should be getting back to this." I picked up the book of Azar and tossed it to him. "You wanted to learn more about Malchior and me, right? Well, here's your chance."

Ok, so lately, Robin and I have been spending a lot of time together. For some reason he had wanted to learn more about the book of Azar and my old friend, Malchior...yea, weird, I know. And it seems that now, since we've been spending so much time together, he thinks that we're in some type of relationship. We've had our...passionate moments, but I mean, I wouldn't necessarily deem that relationship material, right?

"I'm guessing when you get your thing you get mood swings a lot, huh?" he asked me quietly.

I cocked my head to the side and narrowed my eyes at him. "What?"

"Your… thing…!" Robin said exasperated.

"What?"

Robin took a deep breath. "Whenyougetyourperiodthingyou getallmoody."

"What!" I finally understood. "Why the hell would you want to know about THAT?"

He shook his head and grumbled something underneath his breath. "Never mind."

"No, no go ahead," I urged him, crossing my arms over my chest, "since you apparently know so much."

"See now we're in a disagreement."

I glared at him darkly. "Yeah, because you think I'm on my freaking period!"

"Well...you're acting so..."

"So what, Robin?"

"So moody!"

"So you think—"

"Yeah."

I laughed bitterly and pushed him off of my bed. "Since you think I'm so moody, maybe you should just leave?"

Robin just gave a slight smirk. I knew he had a thousand sarcastic or flippant or even suggestive answers already formulated in his mind, but he knew, and I knew, that he should restrain himself.

Ignoring my comment, he stood up next to me, his eyes continuing to stare at me confoundedly. "Would you be mad at me if I kissed you anyway?" he asked gruffly, lightly licking his lips.

I couldn't help to smirk a little when hearing the deep, sensual sound of his voice and seeing the wet look of his lips. I straightened myself up the best I could and tried to sound firm. "Yea, I would be really ma—"

He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. Despite my, oh so, contradicting words, I melted into his kiss, grasping at his shoulders, tightly gripping the broadness of his muscles. He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tightly.

Suddenly, I pulled away from the playful kissing, seductive boy.

"What's wrong?" he panted.

I groaned. "I shouldn't be doing this."

He cocked his head to the side coolly. "Shouldn't or won't?" I hesitated, and that was his chance to move back in. Score one for Boy Blunder. "That's what I thought." He leaned in again, but before he reached my lips, I shoved him back.

"We should be doing our work," I told him. "I know you didn't just come in here to make out with me."

"And if I did?" I swallowed. He had caught me again. Score two for Robin.

"But why?"

He shrugged. "Why not? It's not like anyone is here to see," he shrugged. "Besides, you've been in this position before. What's the difference now?" I could hear the irritation in his voice.

He was right. We had been in this position before, plenty of times, actually. I'm not saying that I regret any of the times Robin and I have...fondled together, because that would be a total lie. I guess I'm just amazed at myself for allowing this "relationship" to go on this long, and allowing myself to feel this need and lust towards him. Or maybe it's just my girly hormones telling me to quit thinking and just fukc this guy.

I shook my head out of my thoughts and answered him, "What is that supposed to mean?"

He raised his eyebrow. "You tell me." Walking back up to me, he smashed his lips up to mine. Moving to pull back, I was amusingly surprised when he pulled me back, moving me towards the bed.

I could feel his hands rest right above the zipper of my jeans while his other hand was tangled in my hair. His fingers were shaking, but he gently undid the button at the top of my jeans.

As we fell on top of my bed, his fingers shot up to the waistband of my jeans, pushing them down to my ankles then fully pulling them off. "Wow, didn't know you were the lace type, Raven." I took a breath to respond to his comment, but he leant down to kiss me again.

Inwardly I sighed; here I was again, under his figure.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. I nervously bit at my lip, while Robin reached down to finger the bottom of my top. He looked back up at me. Nodding reassuringly, I raised my arms above my head. Instinctively, he quickly pulled my top of, tossing the shirt, joining it with the pants on the floor. Panting heavily, he stared into my eyes, fingering the straps of my bra.

"Are you...are you sure you wanna do this? We don't have...anything," He calmly whispered. My eyes widen and I looked over at my night dresser. Opening up the top drawer, I pull out the package.

His eyes grew. He shook his head and laughed softly. "Of course," he whispers, taking it from my hands and holding it tightly in his hand. "Of course you would."

"It's just been in there for a while," I explain.

"No need to lie, Raven," he continued to chuckle. "You've been waiting for this moment for a while. It's okay." He pressed his lips on mine firmly, rhythmically moving with mine, again. He paused to take off of his shirt, and quickly came back down to me. I placed my hands over his chest, and I could hear him softly moan as my hands went down to the waistband off his pants, trying to tug gently.

"Feisty, huh?" he growled into my neck, running open mouthed kisses along my neck, then down my shoulder, then on my stomach. I started to blush; he really wasn't wasting any time.

He started to spread my legs apart, while continuing to kiss my stomach, going father and father down. My breathing came out rapidly. I knew what was coming next...

I arched my back as his fingers glided over my underwear. "Robin! You know I hate to be teased!" I growled, but quickly gasped and grabbed at the sheets when he kissed the inside of my thigh. His fingers pulled at the side of my underwear, and I was tempted to pull them off myself until...

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"Hey Raven, I gotta talk to you!" Cyborg announced as he banged on the door, opening it with a big whooshing sound. There were two yelps of surprise and a lot of commotion. Raven had company. "Whoa, what the hell...!"

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Robin had stopped his ministrations and he lifted his head up. I sat up on my bed, wondering who could've wondered in my room, which is usually locked...

"Cyborg," Robin stuttered out, slowly beginning to pull his hands away from me and holding them up in the air as a sign of surrender. However, I obliviously kept my hands on Robin's body, which did nothing to help stall his excitement. "We were just—"

"What the hell..."

"It's not what you think!" Robin protested.

"Smooth." I mumbled under my breath. Another few seconds of silence passed than Cyborg spoke next.

"Not what I think!?" Cyborg yelled, covering his face with both of his hands, half turned away from us. Robin and I both tried to calm him down, before the others had heard him. "It seems to me like, yall trynna get it—"

"Cyborg!" I rose up one hand, cutting him off. "Just calm down, ok." I pulled the sheets up tighter to my chest. "We were studying in the book of Azar and things just got a little out of hand between us."

"A little?" he questioned. He had a confused look on his face "You two are inseparable. It's like every time we're gone, you guys just go at it like animals. I thought Bumblebee and I were bad, but you guys are something else." He shook his head and chuckled softly, turning to walk out of my room.

Once Cyborg had left, Robin hastily approached me again. "So, do you want to continue that little session that we started?"

I frowned at him and shoved him off of my bed again. "That's the second time Cyborg has caught us like this! It's so embarrassing." I slid my shirt over my head and stood up. Sighing, I looked at the semi closed door Cyborg had easily broken into. I felt Robin's hand on my shoulder.

"We'll just get another lock," he told me, starting to walk towards me, causing me to take steps back. "And we won't get interrupted again," he smirked. When my back hit against the wall, he leaned in to kiss me.

I put my hand over his lips and sighed, "You really have a one track mind, don't you?"

He raised his eyebrow and shrugged. "It's just been a while, Rae."

I grunted. "Yeah, sure." I walked over to my door, checking the lock to see it torn in half. "We're going to have to get a better lock." Manually opening the door, I looked over at Robin who held an amused look on his face. "Do you need something else?" I asked archly.

He grinned. "Well, I do need to shower, and since we don't have any privacy in here, maybe we could head to the bathroom together...you know, to conserve water." When I didn't answer him, he continued, "It is what lovers do, you know..."

I frowned, placing one hand on my forehead and the other pointing at the door. "Leave."

He started to laugh. "Ok, ok, I'm going." He pecked me on my lips before actually going out of the door, "but just think about it, Raven." He walked out of my room holding a mischievous glint in his eye

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