The Other Line
Chapter Four

-o-

Raven managed to last a whole week before realizing that she probably needed to replace her phone. Unfortunately, she couldn't avoid her life or Nightwing forever, which meant that she needed her phone. When she finally managed to get it working again, no less than sixteen different voicemail greeted her. Sixteen. All of them were from the same person, of course. Raven should have known better than to think that Dick would leave her alone, especially after the relentless teasing he had put her through.

"You should listen to them, you know." Jinx was leaning on the sofa, flicking through a magazine as she waited for Cyborg. "I mean, he's obviously trying to get a hold of you. It might be something very important, and you can't avoid him forever." She glanced up at Raven, her grin practically devious. "If it's something important, you can't put it off forever."

Raven pursed her lips and stared at her phone, setting it on the table. "I'll put it off as long as I need to."

Jinx cocked her head to the side and smirked. "It could be important."

"You know it's not."

"Are you waiting for privacy to listen to them? I mean, you've told me he's said some pretty steamy things to you." Jinx picked Raven's phone off the table and unlocked it, practically cackling. "I'd love to hear what he's said to you."

"I don't want to hear them."

"Lies." Jinx started searching for Raven's voicemail, waving her off. There was a note of nonchalance in her voice, as if she knew that Raven was just trying to save her reputation in the aftermath of what had happened. Jinx glanced up and chuckled. "You should see the look in your eyes when you talk about what he says to you, Raven. It's like someone offered you the entire world on a platter and you don't know where to start. If I didn't know any better, I would start to believe that you liked the dirty way he talks to you."

Raven felt a blush curl up her neck, staining her skin a bright red. "That's not it."

"No?" Jinx's finger hovered over the play button for Raven's voicemail. "Then what is it?"

Raven shifted, her heart skipping a few beats in her chest. She didn't know. She wasn't sure.

She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, tapping her fingers along her thigh as she thought. Not knowing why she let Dick continue this game was a lie, and she had to stop fighting herself on it. She knew exactly why she let him tease her, and it wasn't doing herself any good to keep talking fighting herself on it. So maybe she did enjoy the thought of Dick seeing her as more than just a reliable friend. Maybe she liked knowing that he thought of her as a sensual being, that he found her attractive or sexy, or maybe she just really like thinking about all the dirty things he said he was going to do to her. Maybe she liked hearing his voice become low and raw as he detailed... devouring her.

Raven blushed.

"So?" Jinx said, her finger still hovering over Raven's phone. "What is it?"

Raven sighed and chewed on her lower lip. "Maybe... maybe you're right."

"You like it, don't you?" Jinx practically cackled. "You like knowing he's probably jacking off to thoughts of you."

"Jinx!"

She pretended to look innocent, her smile bright and teasing. "I'm only joking, Raven." She shrugged. "Sorta."

With that, her finger tapped on the screen, playing the first of Raven's voicemail.

"I never got to finish all the things I have planned for you, Raven. How loud you would scream when-"

Raven surged forward and snatched her phone out of Jinx's hand. Her face burned bright red and she stared at Jinx, trying to hold back her curses and embarrassment, but it was already too late. Jinx had heard just a taste of what Richard had said to her, and she was already giggling. Chewing on her lip, Raven shifted and slid her phone into her back pocket.

"I think it's probably better if I listen to these in privacy."

Jinx crossed her arms over her chest and lifted an eyebrow. "Maybe..." She shook her head and grinned. "And, judging by the intensity of that first sentence, I'd stock up on batteries before I listened to them."

Raven just groaned.

How in the world had this happened to her?

-o-

It wasn't until nearly one in the morning, when the tower was quiet and everyone had gone to bed, that Raven allowed herself to finally listen to the messages that Dick had left her. If that first message was any indication, she knew that listening to all of Dick voicemail was going to be an interesting experience, that was for certain. Running her tongue over her lower lip and holding onto a bated breath, she opened her voicemail again and listened to all sixteen messages, each of them in varying shades of inappropriate.

"I never got to finish all the things I have planned for you, Raven. How loud you would scream when I finally took you. How beautiful you would look, all splayed out underneath me. The smell of your skin as I kiss you all over… as I steal your breath. I think these are important details you should know about. But I understand… when you're ready."

"Were you taking a bath when we talked, by the way? Curious minds want to know."

"I was thinking about silk sheets. How do you feel about silk sheets? I honestly believe that all beautiful, precious things should be wrapped in silk."

"Have I ever told you I have an interest in handcuffs? The sight of you pinned to the bed while I take my time with you? I don't know… there's just something about it. You under my hands and at my mercy... think of the fun we could have."

"Chocolate sauce."

"I think one of my favorite historical reads is the Kama Sutra. I never knew how interesting it could all be. There are some things I'd really like to try... now, who would I had to try them with..."

"I am curious though, Raven… do you have a fetish? I often imagined it was being tied up, but that seems so simple. Now I think it's spanking… it's spanking isn't it? Tell me I'm right."

"What about against a wall? Hot. Heavy. Needy. Your back slamming into the wall as I claim your body over and over again? You don't even have to be undressed, just a little moment stolen between us. No one has to know. Your panties pushed to the side in desperation as take you over and over and over again."

"Stockings. I really like stockings. I like to think about your legs in stockings. That's all."

"In the woods. The rain coming down, soaking both of us as we lay splayed out on our picnic blanket… feasting on each other. Wet kisses wrapped up in the sound of rain. Your breath keeping me warm."

"On a scale of one to Supernova, how mad do you think Cy would be if I took you in the back of the car?"

"Did you know I have a tattoo? I dare you to find it."

"I want you to sit on my face. I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Your pretty thighs on either side of my head as I lick you clean, you having to support yourself of the headboard as you come? I like thinking about things like this." Pause. "I like thinking about you like this."

"I always wanted to tell you that I found your trashy novel stash that you hid in the basement. You should really choose a better hiding place next time. You're missing a few books, by the way. I read some. Not the most articulate literature, but it certainly has its points. I think my favorite is 'In Her Master's Dungeon'... very descriptive. You should reread it. You know... for inspiration."

"Fancy dinner. You. Me. Fingering you through all seven courses."

Raven played the last voicemail, shivering as she stared down at her phone. He had said more to her in those fifteen short voicemails than she had ever imagined herself, and now she was left shivering and shaking in the echo of his words. If there was one thing she didn't think she could have ever imagined Dick having, it was a mind as perverted as the one that he was showing her. Really, she didn't think she could take it anymore, but there was one last voicemail he left, and she was determined to listen to all of them.

"So, it looks like I'll be stuck in Gotham for a few more weeks, Raven... I've let the other guys know, but I wanted to call you personally. I was kinda hoping to talk to you, but your phone must still be MIA after its dip in the bathtub." He gave a weak laugh, but it sounded a bit hollow and empty. "I will probably try to call you again later. Sorry for the delay."

Raven stared down at her phone and blinked, feeling something heavy and dark sink into her heart at the sound of his words. He was going to be gone even longer than he planned? Shivering, she shook her head and set the phone down next to her, trying to process this sudden turn of events. Yes, she was absolutely annoyed with him, completely mortified that this debauchery was happening between them, emotionally and physically worked up in ways she didn't think she could describe, and yet… it was their game. It was meant to be something between the two of them, and while it was wildly inappropriate, it was still something she shared with him.

But he wasn't even going to be back to the tower, and she was left only with his messages still knocking around in her head.

Raven chewed on her lower lip, looking down at her phone again. She shifted, feeling that heat and need bubble and boil against her skin, reminding her that her emotions were still running wild in the echo of his messages. Her muscles tensed and her thighs squeezed together, trying to ward off the rush of blood and desire that flooded her body. What as she doing? Fighting this feeling was only going to make it worse, she knew that. She knew better than to try and keep her emotions bottled up and locked away. If she was feeling these things, and Dick was feeling the same things, what harm was there if he played with her a little? Gasping softly, she reached down and picked up her phone, wrapping her fingers tightly around it.

Well, if he was playing with her, the least she could do was play along... right?

Her fingers slid across the screen, entering his number as her hands shook just a little.

It rang.

And rang.

And rang.

"Can't get to my phone. Leave a message."

Raven closed her eyes and bit back a gasp, feeling the words fall from her lips before she could stop them. "You. Me. On my knees. In front of you. Undressing you." She knew her words were coming in short, staccato bursts, and her face was bright red as she tried (and failed) to sound sexy. "And then, when you're naked and standing in front of me, I'm going to take your-" She swallowed, her eyes fluttering close in embarrassment. "-cock in my mouth and I'm... I'm going to suck you off. I'll run my tongue all over you, licking you, sucking at your head and tasting your-" Her head fell into her hands and she shivered, completely mortified. "-precum. I bet you taste good. And then I'll... um... letyoufuckmyface."

Damnit.

She sounded stupid.

Raven quickly ended the call, feeling absolutely ridiculous as her words hung in the silence of the room. A few seconds skipped by as she basked in the awkwardness of her 'sexy' phone call.

Just what in the world did she do?

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