He woke up and found her lying up against the edge of the bed.

"Hey you.." He said to her. She turned over and looked at him. "How's the leg?" He said with a smile.

"It hurts.." She said signing.

"Now that you're in the right state of mind.." He said as he leaned in and began kissing her. She rolled over to face him and straddled him.

"Why was it so hard to give me what I wanted?" She teased into his ear.

"You were fucked up off of your pain medication Rachel.. it wasn't right." He said to her.

She sighed in defeat and let him take over her body.

'This is the 2nd best feeling to being high..' She thought to herself.

"You don't care that I took too many?" She asked curiously.

"I've come to terms with the fact that you have suffered too much in your life. If I took those pain meds away from you, you would only suffer more. I have no choice but to sit back and watch you take those…maybe even abuse those. That is a terrible thing for me to let you do, but to make you suffer in pain as an alternative is so much worse. Just please…try to control things…I don't want to see these pills hurt you again…" He said, referring to her recent overdose attempt.

"Let's forget about the bad right now." He said to her in a sensual voice.

He kissed her neck from the tip of her chin all the way down to her exposed breasts. She was wearing an extremely low cut shirt with a lacey bra to keep her perky, round D cups in place. He worked his hand down to her breasts and played with them gently in his hands. She moaned softly. He began to rub his hand down her side and on to her hip. She began to grind on him.

He pulled her shirt off of her as he sucked on her nipples. Robin wasn't wearing a shirt; she had her hands all over his rock hard body. He rolled her over on her back and took off her panties. He then pulled down his pants and boxers to reveal a large, erect penis aching for Raven. Raven's eyes widened at the sight of it. This was their first time having sex with each other. Robin was a virgin, as his sights were always set on Raven, since they were kids. Raven had a few one night stands in the past years, mainly to get out and escape her growing sexual frustrations. Other than a few guys from the past, Raven was innocent for the most part.

Robin moved his lips further down from her belly button to her clit. Robin's tongue danced around her wet opening and around her clit. She was squirming and moaning with pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair giving it a slight pull. This aroused Robin even more. Robin came up for breath, kissing her stomach.

Robin pressed his erection up against Ravens clit, rocking it gently back and forth. She began to breathe harder. He took his large hand and wrapped it around his large member and inserted it into her wetness. She felt almost high when he thrusted his large erection into her. He began slowly, letting her wetness work its magic. He sighed out of pleasure and he placed his hands on her hips and began to pull and push her away from him faster and faster. She moaned louder, she could feel herself tighten around his erection. She was about to orgasm; Robin could sense this so he began to thrust harder and harder. She threw her head back and let the orgasm take over her body.

He began to rub her clit with his free hand to keep her orgasm going. She squeezed harder and harder around him. Heroin didn't make her feel this good sometimes.

"Oh Richard!" She screamed as her orgasm reached its peak. He slowed down to let her ride out her high, then began to thrust fast. Within seconds of her finishing he pulled out and finished on her. He rolled over and caught his breath while she lay there still squirming.

"So that was your first time?" She asked trying to catch her breath.

"Yes, my first time." He said.

"I've had a couple veterans that weren't half as good as you Richard. Oh…" She said to him as her mood started to lift.

"So this wasn't your first time?" He asked.

"No, I've been reckless in the past. I've had my fair share of one night stands, trying to get my teenage mind off of the sexual frustrations. I knew no one could help me like I needed. At the time, I didn't think you liked me, so that was my only outlet." She explained.

"I didn't see that in the things you showed me." He said to her.

"There are somethings that no even you should know about me." She said to him.

He left it at that, he didn't want to press the matter.

"Come on, let's get a shower, I have a fun day planned for you." He said as he shot her a wink.

They both went to the shower in Raven's room, it was the largest bathroom in the Tower, she liked her space.

They finished their shower and put on clean clothes. It was 5pm at this point. They had spent most of the day in the shower and talking all day.

He held up his keys to his bike, "Come on, let's go get a few drinks." He said to her. She smiled in agreement, If she couldn't have her drugs, at least she would get alcohol.

They got to the bar and Robin bought Raven and him something to eat. Robin got a steak and Raven got fish.

Raven used her powers to steal a cigarette from a stranger's pack that was carelessly left at the bar. She lit it and took a large lungful of the smoke, exhaling with relief in her voice. She did everything and anything to keep the edge off her sick need to get high.

"You smoke now too?" Robin asked getting annoyed with the careless behavior.

"Only once in a while. Hey…listen, I can see you're clearly mad about my poor decisions, but I made them and I choose to live with them, so you can either accept all the bad that comes with me, or we can end this now." She said in a stern voice.

He was shocked by her reply, but she was right, she accepted him and all of the bad, so he needed to do the same.

The night came, the tension passed, they began to do shots. Robin had a very high alcohol tolerance, where Raven had a very small tolerance. 5 Shots in and she was gone. She could barely stand, her words were very slurred. Robin paid his tab at the bar and carried Raven to his bike. He drove her home slowly, and carefully.

Once at the Tower, he carried her up to her room, changed her clothes and set out a tall glass of water for her in the morning. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and walked away.

She waited for him to leave when she grabbed her old friend needle.

'I wonder how good this is gunna fuck me up, god I'm already fucked up..'

She thought these silently as she injected the liquid into her veins. She could not feel the slow takeover of the drugs, only her drunkenness getting more intense. Her eyes felt like they were being squeezed and her limbs went completely numb.

"Fuck…" She whispered. She was afraid her drunkenness had clouded how much of a dose she took. She couldn't tell. She was a zombie as far as she was concerned. She fought sleep for two hours when it finally took over her.