Your Body - these were all prompts that have a similar theme of appreciating bodies.

Prompt: Beast Boy loves Raven's butt?

Beast Boy leaned back against the pillows propped against her headboard, tucking his hands behind his neck as he watched the sight in front of him with something akin to glee. How could anyone really blame him though? Raven lay at the space at the end of her bed, balancing her body on her shoulders with one leg extended and pointing toward the ceiling while her other leg was curled tightly against her body. Every muscle in her body was pulled taught, showing off her strength in meditation.

Pft. "Meditation". Call it what you will, the sight was better than porn.

Raven swung her legs around and leaned back against her ankles, glaring at him from beyond the edge of her bed. "You were ogling me."

He grinned, looking completely unapologetic. "You were displaying your ass like it was supposed to be ogled."

She scoffed. "I was not!"

He laughed and crawled down the length of her bed and stared at her sitting on the floor, eyes glaring up into his face hovering above her own. "I think you were, Raven. I think you were secretly trying to show your ass off for me to enjoy."

She rolled her eyes, but there was a slight twinge of red staining her cheeks.

Beast Boy leaned forward and pressed a teasing kiss to her forehead. "That's what I thought."

Raven huffed and stood up, turning away from him, but not being quick enough to miss the loud, unmistakable slap of his hand against her backside. She whipped around and glared at him, but he just grinned up at her, knowing he was right. She liked showing him her body, and he certainly didn't mind looking at it.


Prompt: Raven likes Beast Boy's butt?

"No. A little to the left, I think."

"Raven. I don't see it."

Raven smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, unabashedly eyeing the scene in front of her. "Are you sure? I know it rolled under there somewhere."

"I'm looking, but I don't see it." Beast Boy sighed and sunk lower, his chest nearly prone against the carpet as he knees were tucked tightly against his hips. He was fishing Raven's favorite pen out from under her bed, trying to find the small item in the darkness of the space.

Raven leaned back against the wall opposite of him and stared down at the sight of her boyfriend crawling underneath her bed, his hips raised in the air as that gorgeous ass was displayed like a work of fine art. Really, she could stand there all day and eye it. Those extra training sessions with Robin had been doing his body wonders.

"Raven," he whined, his voice muffled from his location under her bed. "I've been looking for ten minutes and I don't see it."

"Oh?" Raven tapped her fingers against her lips and continued to smile. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." He pulled his body out from under her bed and turned around, looking into her face. "Are you sure you…" He trailed off, taking in the sight of her bright eyes and flushed cheeks. "Were you… checking me out?"

Raven just smiled and turned around, heading for the door. "Maybe."

Beast Boy stood there with his mouth agape, watching her leave. After a few minutes, he finally muttered out, "Dude, double standard…"


Prompt: Raven has nothing on under her cloak

"That's not what I meant, Raven."

She clutched the edges of her cloak tightly around her body and stared down the beach, where she could hear the faint sounds of their friends enjoying their party. It was that last, perfect night before the biting chill of winter would roll in and they would be wrapped up inside and under covers simply waiting for the season to pass.

"Then what did you mean by it?" She shifted under his stare as she began a slow stroll down the beach, even farther from their companions, until nothing remained but the two of them. What she had in mind… well, she didn't really want anyone to see. "You told me I was a-"

Beast Boy groaned, his head falling in his hands.

"-prude." She finished, her eyes watching the waves lapping along the shore. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Like the carefully timed caresses of a lover.

"I just meant that… I mean… we've been together for a while and…" He sighed and looked away. "Look, Raven. I love you, no matter what you choose, no matter what you want, no matter what happens between us… I will always love you. I respect you… and if you're not ready to… do anything, then we don't have to. I get that."

Raven stopped walking and looked over at him, watching the remorse in his eyes lit only with the faint silver of a half-moon. "But-"

He held up his hand, stopping her. "No, Raven. I was wrong. I don't want to push you."

Raven swallowed her fear and let her cloak fall, pooling around her feet as she stared up into his eyes, trying to contain the blush that was undoubtedly staining her cheeks.

"But…" Her voice was soft and warbled just slightly, and she looked away, trying to avoid his shocked stare. "… I'm ready."

"Oh."


Prompt: You want me to do what?

"You want me to do… what?" Beast Boy stared down at Raven, eyes wide as she looked up at him with the most pitiful, pleading expression he had ever seen in her eyes. She even pouted. He had never known her to pout in his entire life.

"Please…" She clasped her hands in front of her and tried to bat her eyelashes. Even he had to admit that she looked ridiculous. "I'll rub yours if you rub mine."

"You don't have to bargain with me, Rae." He rolled his eyes and sat down on the sofa, patting his lap. Raven let out a sigh of relief and she plopped on the cushions next to him. Maneuvering her oversized, pregnant belly out of the way, she managed to finagle her feet onto his lap.

As soon as his fingertips touched the pads of her feet, she sighed and leaned back against the throw pillows. "You're a lifesaver, Gar."

"Yeah, yeah…"