Raven could remember how it had first started. How Beast Boy always looked for an excuse to touch her or be near her. The way his teasing slowly became more and more physical; how his lighthearted jabs had eventually evolved into hardcore, unashamed flirting. And how Raven had allowed it all to happen, intrigued by where it could potentially lead.

It led to her bedroom, apparently.

Raven squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the pain, or discomfort, or whatever the hell she was supposed to expect. Beast Boy was going slow, gently easing himself in as she spread her legs further apart. She absently realized that she was chanting her mantra under her breath, and that her teammate most likely heard it with his heightened hearing, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

She needed some semblance of control - and knowing that her powers weren't going haywire provided her with that much-needed comfort.

Raven tensed as Beast Boy entered her completely, holding still as her body slowly adjusted to his size. He wasn't necessarily huge or anything; a bit above average, she suspected, but nothing she couldn't handle if she allowed herself to relax.

But as he delicately pulled out, before thrusting back in, Raven knew it'd be a bit of a challenge.

"Wait, Beast Boy," she whispered, her eyes still closed.

The changeling paused, still inside of her.

"You okay? Is this okay? Am I hurting you?" he questioned, his voice quiet but shrill as he attempted to pull out of her completely.

"No, wait!" Raven hissed, grabbing his thighs and holding him still as she let out a shaky breath. "Just... just give me a second, okay? Don't - don't move yet..."

It wasn't exactly painful, but she wasn't enjoying it yet, either. She could feel the way his cock twitched inside of her; how the blood pulsed through him and reverberated against her walls.

And that's when it hit her - the fact that she could no longer call herself a virgin. The fact that - even at this very moment, while they lied completely still, wearing matching blushes and sharing shaky breaths - they were no longer the pure, naive titans. That they were taking each other's virginity; their innocence. That despite whatever happened days, weeks, or even years from now, Beast Boy would always be her first.

And that she was okay with it.

"Just, go slow, okay?" she breathed, allowing herself to open her eyes, only to meet his. He was staring down at her, a mixture of concern and contentment etched across his face. He was always so expressive - she envied him for it.

"Don't be afraid to speak up - if, if I'm hurting you, alright?" he offered, gracing her with a small smile as he began to slowly ease into her, and then slowly ease back out. He was always so kind; so considerate of her. So innocent.

She responded with a smirk. "Oh, just fuck me already."

His eyebrows jumped at her words, before a sly grin replaced his sweet smile. "Alrighty, Rae - you asked for it!"

He pushed himself back into her, his eyelids fluttering shut as a groan escaped his lips. Raven almost gasped, surprised by the force, though thankful it didn't hurt as badly as she expected. It still wasn't comfortable, but she could feel herself relaxing.

Grabbing onto his shoulders, she pulled him closer, if that were even still possible. He continued to thrust in and out, not exactly in rhythm, but with slightly more control.

Control, Raven thought bitterly, feeling her powers leech out with every breath she took. Nothing had exploded, yet, but with a quick glance around her room, she could see several of her belongings encased in her powers; a few were even floating. Not wanting to dampen her spirits, she closed her eyes, internally repeating her mantra as her nails dug into Beast Boy's shoulder blades.

His body was unbelievably warm, and everything about him was so firm; so hard.

"Harder," she mumbled, her face tucked into the crook of his neck. She could feel something... building, inside of her. Something familiar, yet foreign.

"You sure?" he mused, his voice deeper than usual, more guttural.

"Harder," she repeated, wrapping her legs around his hips as her lips brushed against the skin of his neck. He was so warm; everything was so warm.

Beast Boy upped his speed, thrusting into her wildly as he wrapped one arm around her waist, propping himself up with the other. She had never been so close to someone before; physically, or mentally, or emo-

No emotions, she snapped, mentally berating herself. No emotions, no affection, no feelings.

Beast Boy moaned into her ear, her breath hitching at the sound. He was so close - they were so close.

She was so close.

"B-Beast Boy," she sighed, her voice barely above a whisper as she sunk into her mattress. It was different, this time. Deeper. She still felt the waves of euphoria wash over her, but it wasn't the same as when he ate her out. It was... more.

"Whoa, dude," he gasped, bringing Raven back to her senses as she rolled her eyes. He had such a way with words.

He continued thrusting into her, though his pace was slowing. She could feel him inside of her, no longer as hard.

"That was... you were... fuck," he breathed, collapsing on to Raven as he chuckled to himself. "Holy shit, Rae - that was awesome!"

"So fucking awesome," she deadpanned, suppressing a proud smile as she glanced around the room. Everything had landed back in place, with nothing imploding. She had kept control.

"Exactly!" Beast Boy enthused, slipping out of her and rolling to her side. "Like, oh my god! This is literally the best day of my life. Literally."

Raven blushed at his words. She knew it was most likely the adrenaline and hormones talking, but it surprised her, nonetheless.

Her face only reddened as she felt his eyes on her, trailing up her naked form before settling on her face. She could see him smile from the corner of her eye, though it took her a moment to meet his gaze. Turning her head, she prayed her blush would fade as their eyes locked.

"You're so beautiful," he mumbled, his smile wavering slightly.

Raven realized bitterly that she was destined to remain red if he continued to stare at her like that.

"Beast Boy," she warned, her face blank.

He at least had the decency to look embarrassed. "Sorry," he offered, shrugging as his eyes left hers, instead focusing on her lips.

"Beast Boy," she repeated, a mixture of annoyance and fear stirring within her stomach. Did he have to look at her like that?

"Kissing is still too intimate?" he guessed, meeting her gaze for a moment, before his eyes darted back to her mouth.

Raven resisted the urge to push him off her bed. "Yes," she growled, her irritation made clear. "What is it with you suddenly wanting to kiss me?"

She watched as his face fell, his small smile looking more somber. "I've always wanted to kiss you."

Raven's heart skipped a beat, and she found it suddenly hard to swallow. "Beast Boy," she warned, yet again. They had talked about this - or, rather, agreed not to talk about it.

No emotions.

No affection.

No feelings.

No kissing.

Did she have to remind him every single day?

Realizing she was now the one staring at his lips, Raven closed her eyes. Her mantra was echoing in her mind, though it might as well have been white noise. All she could think about was Friday - and that he was still holding out on her kiss. That the sex hadn't deterred him; hell, if anything, it made him more eager. He wanted to kiss her. He'd always wanted to.

But Raven didn't have time to fully dwell on it as her room was suddenly lit up with flashing red lights, the alarm blaring. Beast Boy sprung from her bed, holding his crotch as he danced around in a panic. "Shit, shit, shit!"

Raven was able to keep her cool, gesturing towards the waste basket beside her dresser. "Just toss it in there for now. I'll dispose of it later."

Beast Boy sent her a grateful smile, before removing the condom and dropping it in her garbage. "Duty calls," he shrugged, sending her a wink before morphing into a fly and squeezing under her door.

Raven didn't have time to be annoyed as she quickly kicked her teammate's forgotten clothing under the bed, summoning her uniform from her closet at the same time. Grabbing a tissue from her vanity, she attempted to clean herself up a bit, before slipping her leotard on and grabbing her cloak. She sent her bed one last look, longing to sink into her blue comforter. But, like Beast Boy had said: duty called, and they couldn't just hit ignore.

She extinguished the candles on her dresser with the swish of her hand, plunging her room into darkness as she phased through her floor.


It was the H.I.V.E Five - or, more accurately, the H.I.V.E Two. And although it was only Gizmo and Mammoth destroying the convention center, they were making quite the mess.

Robin and Starfire had beat Raven to the scene, due to the high school only being a block away. But that didn't mean the empath had missed out on any of the action.

"Nice shot, shit-for-brains!" Gizmo sneered as he nimbly dodged a birdarang. The pint-sized villain was crawling across the walls, his backpack having sprouted mechanical spider-legs.

Robin huffed in exasperation as he tucked and rolled under a falling pillar, looking suave in his blue button-down dress shirt and black slacks. Starfire was also looking gorgeous, wearing a lilac, lace-embroidered dress as she ushered civilians towards the exit, keeping Mammoth at bay with a series of star-bolts.

Raven smirked despite herself, feeling a tad bit under-dressed as she joined the fray. She could hear the screech of an eagle above her, signaling that Beast Boy had arrived as well.

Ignoring the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, the empath closed her eyes, focusing her energy on the wall Gizmo was currently scaling.

"Azerath, Metrion, Zinthos," she chanted, her eyes glowing white as she reopened them. The wall began to crumble beneath the obnoxious villain, causing him to release a string of curse words as he tried to find his footing. But it would prove to be futile as Robin tossed another birdarang at him, this one hitting him squarely on his backpack before blowing it to pieces.

But Raven didn't have time to rejoice as another pillar was knocked to the ground, crashing merely three feet in front of her. Whipping her head towards the source, she watched as Mammoth grabbed hold of the green hippo beside him, before tossing him through a wall.

"Too easy," the bulky villain jeered, now setting his sights on the alien floating above him. Starfire was too preoccupied with holding the ceiling up as the last of the civilians fled, so she didn't notice the danger she was in until Mammoth caught hold of her ankle, yanking her down and slamming her against the floor.

Raven couldn't help but gasp as she threw up her hands, her powers stopping the ceiling from collapsing. She could hear Beast Boy groaning in the next room, having morphed back into his human form after being knocked unconscious. She made a mental note to check over him back at the tower - he most likely had a concussion.

Her energy entirely focused on keeping the building intact, she directed her sights towards Robin, who was making quick work of apprehending Gizmo.

"Hands off, scum-guzzler!" the pipsqueak cried, kicking at the titan leader, though it was in vain as Robin slapped a pair of handcuffs onto his ankles.

Raven almost smiled, but was interrupted by the deafening shriek of her alien teammate.

"This. Was. The vintage!" Starfire roared, rising from the rubble. Raven could see a slight tear in the hem of her dress, and suddenly feared for the larger villain's life.

"Mammoth does not care about your petty little vintage," he taunted, cracking his knuckles. "You are no match for - "

But he was unable to finish his sentence as Starfire blasted him with a flurry of star-bolts, screaming more alien obscenities.


Raven watched as Robin cuffed the unconscious Mammoth, his long hair singed by the array of star-bolts he had endured. Starfire was silently fuming behind them, her hands balled into fists.

"Freaking traffic! It's what, half past six? Why is everyone and their grandma driving down Main Street?" Cyborg bellowed, stomping his feet like a child. "I know I don't have no flashing lights on my baby, but when you see the T-car zooming down the avenue, you better be moving outta the way!"

Raven rolled her eyes at her robotic teammate's tantrum. He had barely missed the end of the fight, meaning he was due for a stern lecture from their always-punctual leader.

"And what the hell is with Beast Boy?" Cyborg continued, gesturing to the changeling in Raven's arms.

She fought back a blush as she re-positioned her teammate, shrugging his arm over her shoulder.

"I'm fine, Cy," Beast Boy mumbled, giving the robotic titan an unenthusiastic thumbs-up. "Just a little sleepy..."

Raven sighed - he was definitely concussed. And she didn't have the strength to heal him yet. Cyborg merely shook his head, walking back towards the T-car and grumbling under his breath.

"I think I can stand on my own, Rae," Beast Boy mused, breaking the silence that had fallen between them, though making no effort to escape her hold.

Raven wasn't convinced. She was fairly certain that he wouldn't make it two steps before tumbling back to the ground - the wall he was thrown though had been solid concrete. "I'll walk you to the T-car," she deadpanned, steering them towards the vehicle.

She could feel him smile as he rested his head against her chest. "You just can't get enough of me, huh?" he teased, his other arm slipping under her cloak and wrapping around her waist.

Raven stiffened at the action, having half a mind to just drop him. But, realizing it would only lead to more injuries to heal, she merely sighed. "No, I guess I can't."


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