"You want to have sex, right? That is what you want, yes?"
Beast Girl felt as if she was being hurled through space. It was like reality itself caved in on itself in a matter of moments. Here was Raven, nervous, fidgeting, blushing, adorable Raven, asking her if she wanted to have sex. Sure, she like to joke whenever he would experience spurts of confidence or vigor, but this was a whole new level of weird.
After several seconds without a response, his eyes darted away. "I'm sorry. I thought yesterday that you wanted to hav-"
Raven undoubtedly was anticipating a response, and sullen silence would almost certainly communicate the wrong answer. To prevent that, Beast Girl opted to silence him with a delicate kiss. His eyes widened and the tension in his body dissipated.
"You're not competing against anyone, Raven," Shifting away from his delirious face, she placed her palm on his cheek. His expression immediately softened. "Do you think I would be with you if I didn't think you were man enough for me?"
He was clearly not expecting that sort of rebuke. "How did you…" Shaking his head, he shuffled slightly closer to Beast Girl. "I know that we've only been dating for a portion of time, but I think it's fair to say that we're comfortable enough with each other and we're at the age where most people lose thei-."
"And I don't really give a shit about other people," She cut him off, this time with a curt verbal cut in favor of a kiss. "Raven, I would absolutely love to have sex with you, but I only want to do it if you feel you're absolutely ready, okay?" That was the undiluted truth. It wasn't that long ago when Raven would destroy a random object near him whenever she would so much as hold his hand or lightly graze his cheek with her lips, and it was fairly obvious to her that something of that magnitude would risk his safety. He didn't deserve that. A good girlfriend would shirk her base desires for the sake of her partner.
Still, there was no denying that his proposition had brought the conception to the forefront of her mind. And it was certainly an appealing one. The thought of seeing that body, tight, rippling, and gorgeous, made her salivate, but what truly drove her up a wall was seeing the same needful hunger in those dark, powerful eyes-
"I deeply apologize. I appear to have severely overestimated the status of our relationship." Still no eye contact.
Now, she at least felt content enough to smile. "I think I'm rubbing off on you and you're letting crappy high school drama movies freak you out." It was on her to cheer Raven's spirits, a task she was well versed in. To that end, she began to assail his neck with kisses, a tactic which emitted a light moan of surprise from the empath.
"I suppose now I'm obligated to a full day of cuddling with you in order to mollify my transgression." He managed to croak out as Beast Girl continued her assault.
"Yoooou got it."
"Are we really just going to stay in bed here? We have things to do."
"What could possibly be more important than me?"
"Fine."
"Can you at least stand up for a moment so I can make the bed? You've somehow managed to tear it to shreds."
Beast Girl wriggled around in the sheets, desperate to retain their bond. "You cannot separate us, villain!" She knew exactly what she was doing and hoped her smile was too evident. Seconds after her declaration of defiance, she found her body wrapped in the warm splendor of Raven's arms, her favorite location on Earth. A place where the threat of supervillains and the pangs or struggles of life were utterly immaterial, and all that remained was the pure bliss of Raven's love and her somersaulting stomach. They were always so warm it was almost as if temperature modification came with his power set.
"I still have to make the bed."
To reconcile their desires, Beast Girl wrapped her arms around Raven's neck, swung her body to his back, and secured her position on him by wrapping her legs around his torso.
"Thank you."
Beast Girl mewled, nuzzling her face into his shoulder.
After continuing their banquet of affection, Beast Girl conceded that the two in fact had important responsibilities, what with being the stalwart defenders of truth, justice, and innocence, and all that sort. One thing about their conversation that relieved her was that Raven was willing to relinquish his insecurity and doubts just for her. She knew right then and there that she had officially earned his trust. It made her feel special given that she was one of the few people on the planet to have earned that right. Beneath the rough exterior and legions of walls was the heart of a boy who love passionately and unconditionally. He had been willing to give his life for hers, but his presenting himself to her the way he had made her stomach tingle pleasantly, as if a microscopic firework show was taking place. He deserved to know how truly amazing he was and how he made her feel. As the two made their way to the common room, Beast Girl stalked her prey until she was all but certain his guard was weakened.
"Wa-pow!" A slap straight on his backside. Raven yelped and almost jumped.
"What in the name of everything sacred is wrong with you, woman?"
She shrugged. "You have a nice butt, Rae-Rae."
He blushed. "I'd strongly prefer if you didn't make comments about my backside."
"That's gonna be tough. There isn't a single part of you that I don't looooove."
