The Other Line
Chapter Two

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Raven looked down at her phone with a grimace, which had gone off for the third time in a row, and swiped the screen the avoid the call yet again. Dick wouldn't stop calling her, and he knew that she was out with her friends. Hell, he'd told her to have a good time before she stepped out of the tower. So, what in the world was he calling her for and why wouldn't he stop? Pursing her lips, she took another drink of the margarita in front of her and tried to think the whole situation through. It was her personal phone and not her communicator, so it wasn't dire Titan business, but he so rarely called her three times in a row like this. What was so important?

Her phone went off for a fourth time and Raven groaned, canceling the call yet again. Jinx and Karen looked from her phone to her face and shrugged.

"Rae, if you need to answer that, we'll still be here." Karen cocked her head to the side and lifted an eyebrow. "I know Dick isn't exactly the easiest person to work with, so if he's calling you repeatedly like this, I bet it's pretty important."

Raven's eyes darted to Jinx's and she snickered into her margarita, tracing her finger around the rim and pulling off the salt. Raven felt utterly ridiculous about the whole situation. She couldn't help but tell Jinx what had happened the day after her dared phone call had gone wrong in every possible way, and Jinx was now bound and determined to tease her about it every moment she got.

"Maybe." Jinx looked practically maniacal and she stared into Raven's eyes. "Or maybe it's because he keeps trying to get a repeat performance from last Saturday."

Karen's eyes practically lit up at the thought of something exciting finally happening with Raven. "Oh god, you have to tell me what happened."

Raven suddenly wanted to drown in her cocktail. She let her head fall into her hand as her blush stained her cheeks. "Oh, Azar."

As if to add insult to injury, Raven's phone began to ring yet again, and there was only one person who was determined to get a hold of her.

Jinx just waved her off. "Go answer it, Rae. I need to fill Bee in on all the gory details."

Raven rubbed her forehead and stood up, taking her phone with her. "Just order me another margarita-

"I'm sure you'll need it." Jinx grinned.

"- I'll be back in a sec." Raven deliberately chose to ignore her teasing. "I just need to see what Mister Bossy Pants wants now."

Sighing in defeat, Raven walked out of the restaurant onto the balcony of the little beach-side bar. There were a few people milling around out in the sun, but it was fairly vacant, and Raven managed to steal a little bit of privacy in the corner. Steeling her nerves against the inevitable, she lifted the phone and finally answered the fifth phone call from him. Licking her lips, she stared down into the surf as it crashed against the sand. Something about the movement calmed her down, but she knew this call was going to be awkward regardless of how calm she was.

"Oh good, you answered!"

"Is there an emergency?" Raven sighed, pushing at her hair as a breeze poured in off the sea, whipping around her and tugging at her dress. "You've been calling me nonstop, but you haven't used the communicator, and you're making me worried."

"No emergency." There was a smile in his voice and an almost unperceivable slur to his words, as if he'd taken a few shots of liquid courage before picking up the phone. "I just wanted to call you and talk for a moment, if you don't mind."

She sighed. "You know I'm out with Karen and Jinx."

"I know." She could hear him licking his lips. "I won't hold up your time too much."

"So..." Raven pushed at her hair and sighed again. "Talk."

"You never asked."

His words were short and to the point, almost no-nonsense. Raven sighed and rested her elbow on the guardrail of the balcony, rubbing her finger up and down the bridge of her nose, trying to ward off a headache. What in the world was he talking about? She never asked about what? There were possibly six million things she never asked from him, and giving her such a vague answer was doing nothing more than annoying her. Feeling a snide remark bubble up into her throat, she leaned over the rail, opened her mouth and-

"You never asked what plans I had for you when I got you alone."

The words died on her tongue and her heart suddenly stirred to life within her chest. "W-what?"

"What my thoughts were for you, when I got you alone," he repeated, a smile spicing his words.

Raven could hear his heavy breath against her ear, and listened to a low, rumbling groan in the back of his throat as he adjusted the phone on his ear. She swallowed a lump in her throat, feeling her heart suddenly slam against her ribs. Her hands shook and her stomach tightened, and there was something warm curling through her veins before pooling low in her abdomen. She shifted and took a slow, steadying breath.

"Dick, I-"

"When I get you alone, Raven… I am not going to let you out of my sight."

Her body seemed alight with invisible fire, and her hand gripped the guardrail so tight it felt like it might break underneath the pressure. He lips parted just a little and she took another breath, trying (and failing) to keep her wits about her. Eyes fluttering close, she listened as he continued to talk.

"I don't think I could let you out of my sight. I am going to lay you out on my bed, and I am just going to admire you… admire you like an artist admires a masterpiece." His voice was low and rumbling, and it reminded Raven of sin incarnate. "I am going to stand there and look into your eyes and watch you writhe against the sheets, not sure what the next step will be. I bet your skin turns the most beautiful shade of pink I've ever seen."

Raven felt her heart skip and beat and she gasped, staring into the ocean as she felt that strange, burning heat continue to race through her body. Little shocks of lightning sparked and danced over her skin, one bright light after another as she listened to his voice drop deeper, like a whisper of something carnal in pure darkness. Her thighs tightened together, and Raven suddenly wished she was somewhere infinitely more private.

"And then I'm going to take my time undressing you, one gorgeous inch at a time. Step by step until you are completely bare for me, and you're wearing nothing more than that beautiful pink blush." He licked his lips and chuckled. "And then I'm going to kiss every inch of your body. Your ears. Your neck. Your lips. Your shoulders. Your chest. Your stomach. Your hips. Your ankles. Your knees. Your thighs. Your-"

"S-stop." Raven was gasping now, nearly folded over the balcony railing as her body rebelled against logic. She shouldn't enjoy this, he was her leader, her friend, and yet here he was, talking to her as if she was something more. His thoughts were filthy and dirty, and Raven wanted to wallow in them. She rubbed her forehead and muttered under her breath, knowing she had to keep her wits but not sure how to do it anymore. Right now she was seriously debating on throwing her phone into the ocean.

"And then, after I've kissed your all over, I'm going to lick you clean."

Fuck.

"I'm going to press my lips to your-"

Gasping, Raven yanked the phone from her ear and ended the call. Had he…? Had she…? Had they…? Oh god. What did he do? more than that, what did she do? What in the world had she started when she agreed to that stupid, ridiculous dare? Her head fell into her hands and she wondered if throwing herself into the ocean was still a viable way to escape from complete embarrassment. She looked down at her phone, seeing the length of the call flash across the screen and Dick's smiling picture looking up at her, almost mocking her with that boy-scout-next-door smile. A boy scout he was not.

Shoving at her hair she turned around to see Jinx at their table, practically smirking at her and Karen cackling beside her.

Raven was in a world of trouble.

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