Long, raven hair. A black body suit, fitted in all the right places. Lapis wings stretched majestically form collarbone to collarbone, accentuating his broad chest. Same mask, same smirk, different bird.
Nightwing.
"You like the change of names, yes?" Starfire ventured from the doorway. "As does Beast Boy-well, Changeling." She stood behind him, placing two warm hands on his lower waist. "You look handsome, Richard."
He offered a closed smile, turning at her touch. "You like?" Their hands changed places, as his traveled to her hips and hers shifted to his neck. He gave her a brief kiss, before pressing his forehead to hers. Carefully, Starfire snaked her hands from his neck to his cheeks, removing his mask.
"I do like it, however, I prefer your without the mask." Cautiously, she peeled off his mask, revealing his divine, oceanic irises. Starfire was convinced they were the most beautiful in the world. Fiercely sapphire, dark and mysterious. Always determined, only softening for when they rested on his alien princess. "They are quite exquisite, more lovely than any jewel from my home planet." He allowed her index finger to trace his brow and circle below his eyes.
"I find that hard to believe," he teased. Starfire raised her brows momentarily, before Nightwing pressed his lips to hers once more. Carefully, Dick pulled back, giving his girlfriend a tiny wink.
"But then again, I do have a knack for foreign things."