Raven POV
I woke up to find BeastBoy staring at me. Great now we're going to have some awkward conversation that would be mainly comprised of him apologizing repeatedly for interrupting then he'd say some lame excuse about he wanted to ask me something. Then things will get awkward, he'll mutter an apology, and finally he'll leave. I hate it when our conversations end like that. I want more than anything for us to just act normally around each other. I didn't want our upcoming conversation to crash and burn, so I just decided to stay quiet. He seemed surprised that I didn't do anything. He shook it off, and asked me if he could talk to me for s second. I didn't want to scare him away so I said, " You kinda already invaded my privacy so why not," trying to be funny. Instead he just looked embarrassed and sheepish, like he got caught doing something awful. I didn't mind that he came in without asking really, I just couldn't think of anything else to say. He appeared to decide to continue what he'd apparently planned to originally say. After the first couple of words, his eyes distracted me. They were so emotional. His eyes lit up his entire persona with whatever mood he was in. I could've sat here staring at him for a while longer if it weren't for his next words, "…, but I'm pretty sure you've figured it out cuz you're smart and shit, and you always know everything, and you're know you just kinda intuitive and stuff…" It suddenly dawned on me that he was admitting that he liked me. Well, at least I hope so because I had now moved off my bed to stand infront of him. He trailed off and looked up at me; jumping slightly to see me so close to him. I took a chance and blurted, " I like you too you idiot!" I leaned forward and kissed him. It was fast and somewhat awkward, but it left me wanting more.
It was fast and somewhat awkward, but it left me wanting more. Apparently he wanted more too because he then jolted forward and roughly reclaimed my mouth. God he is such a good kisser. I let out a small moan of pleasure from the back of my throat which seamed to only spur him on more. He ran his hands over the small of my back and used the leverage to pull me closer to him. We slowly made our way across the room until he had me pressed flat on the bed. His kisses moved down from my mouth over my jaw line and down to my throat, licking and biting the whole way. He continued kissing roughly until he reached the edge of my tank top. He looked up at me silently asking permission. I realized at this moment that I didn't want him to stop, not ever. So I made my decision, I looked him in the eyes and knodded.