A/N: This idea hit me pretty much as soon as I saw the theme was 'closet'. It just took me a bit to get in the right state of mind to actually write it out…
Theme: 09: Closet
Word Count: 495 (exclusive of notes and quotes)
Thanks: Since I'm posting this from work before I actually have to start working, I will be doing the 'thanks' individually later tonight or tomorrow. Generally, I'm just really glad you all are enjoying these! Special thanks go out to GuardianKysra without whom I'd be quoteless.
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Sweetest Thing, Chapter 9
Sweet Privacy
"Stolen kisses require an accomplice."
- Just One Fool Thing After Another: A Cowfolks' Guide to Romance
Raven knew that Robin was inside the front coat closet as soon as she passed it. She didn't expect for the door to swish open and for his hand to latch onto her wrist, however. He was quick, tugging her inside and closing the door before she had a moment to process.
"What--?" her exclamation/question was cut off by the feel of Robin's lips against hers. His kiss had just the right amount of give and take, the perfect amount of passion so that she forgot she had been snatched and pushed against Starfire's new jean jacket.
And when licked the edge of her chin and nipped at the underside of her throat, she forgot how to speak long enough for him to kiss down the curve of her throat and pull aside the collar of her t-shirt to better reach the part of her shoulder he loved so much.
When it seemed obvious he planned on tasting further south, she cupped her hand under his chin and pulled him up to look into the whites of his mask, "Robin."
He smiled at her and it might have been innocent if his hands hadn't been creeping up under her shirt, raising it inch by inch, baring her skin to his questing fingers. "Raven."
She managed to quirk an eyebrow at him, despite his gloveless hands trailing warmth along her ribcage, across her abs, under her breasts. "You planned this, didn't you?"
He smirked at her and dipped down to kiss the underside of her throat, forcing her head back against the wall of the closet, "I'd been dying to taste that spot since Timmy's Juicy Juice exploded in front of your face, right..." he trailed off and licked another spot on her throat, "...here..." he moved a few inches lower, "...and here..." he kissed her again, and looked up at her, pure mischief in his eyes, "I'm just dying to find out how far down it went before you got the chance to wash it."
She did her utmost to keep herself looking stern and un-tempted. "So you suggested the whole Hide and Seek idea just for that?" she asked.
He grinned, his hands caressing circles on the skin just under the edge of her bra, "I hadn't been able to get you alone all day," was his only excuse.
They heard the beep of the door open button with just enough anticipation for Robin to lean away from Raven and remove his hands from underneath her shirt before it opened wide, letting in the light from the hallway and the determined face of Timmy on the other side.
"Peekaboo, I see you!" Timmy declared, triumphant. "Waven," he turned to her, confused. "You were pwaying too?"
Raven turned to Robin, amusement obvious in her expression as she asked, "Have I ever mentioned how freakishly good at Hide and Seek Timmy is?"
Robin didn't need to answer; he just banged his head against the wall.
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Spoiler: Next theme: 10: Red Light
