Neither of them spoke about it for a few days, but both were keenly aware of it. It was Robin who had to endure the questions, as he wore the green scarf she'd knitted for him a while back all the time until the hickeys started to fade. He'd been mocked roundly by Cyborg and Beast Boy for wearing a scarf in the usually warm Jump City climate, and had chosen to ignore their pestering about it until they finally gave up. Meanwhile, he'd been seeing less of Raven lately, but frequently felt a storm of emotions in her through the bond. Robin wondered what was going on, but also decided he didn't really want to deal with her endlessly complex mind for the time being.

Robin sat at the table, going through his usual breakfast routine of consuming copious amounts of protein and coffee while reading through the newspaper. There were some loose ends with the mobs to be tied up, and he also felt some concern in him as he read about market trends and thought about how they would possibly affect the Titans' finances. He finished up and was about to head for the training course when he felt a light tap on his shoulder.

"Can we talk for a minute?" Raven asked. He nodded and followed her into the hallway. Raven glanced back at him towards the door, then walked a little further until they were a safe distance away.

"So?" Robin asked. "What is it?"

"Robin," she began. She looked up at him, willing herself to hold her eye contact with him. She smiled a little. "I—I think I'm ready."

"Ready? Ready…for what?" he asked, confused. Raven's face darkened.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"Oh…oh!" Robin realized. He put a hand behind his head and grinned sheepishly, while she looked at him with an unamused expression. Robin's cheeks then flushed as he processed his realization in his mind, and his face turned to a look of worry. "Wait…Raven. Are you sure?"

"I thought about it a lot," she said. "And…I'm obviously staying with you. There's stuff I can't control, but if it's up to me…" She took both his hands, and continued looking into his eyes. "We'll be together a very long time. And I do want to experience what it's like."

"Are you sure?" Robin repeated. "I mean, I might be influencing you with my emotions. Or maybe you haven't thought it through yet. Or maybe—"

"Robin," Raven said quietly. He stopped talking. "I haven't exactly been fair to you. Just because I told you I need time doesn't mean I can just put it off. So that's what I've been doing. Is thinking about it. And I've reached a conclusion."

"You don't need to fulfill what I want if you're not comfortable," he said, pushing his hands in the air.

"But I am comfortable now with the thought of it. Or, at least, I think I am," she said with a shrug. "If I'm not when we get there, I'll let you know, and I know you'll respect me. That's how we're supposed to support each other, isn't it? We haven't been communicating about…this." She gripped his hands a little tighter. "Do you still want this? If you don't, or if you need time to think, I understand."

"Rae…" Robin started. He stared at her, thinking through his words. "Of course I still want it. I'm just…worried about you still. That's all." He glanced over his shoulder at the door leading to the main room, before looking off to the side. Finally, he turned his head back to her. "I think…I'm willing to try anything. I want you a lot. But I never really thought about actually getting to this point…"

"And I'm telling you that I've thought it through," Raven said firmly. "And if either one of us wants to back out, then we can do that."

"Okay," Robin said, breathing out. "So, when did you want to…"

"Tonight?"

"Tonight?!" he exclaimed.

"Well, yeah," Raven said. "I mean, they'll be out at that concert, remember? So it'll just be us two. Come to my room?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," he said quickly. "Wait…what about your powers?"

"I've been meditating. And studying up too. I can't guarantee something won't break, but…I feel like there's a much reduced chance of it happening."

"What if they come back early?"

"I'll soundproof the room, just in case."

"What about protection?" Robin asked quickly. All these worries were now popping into his head as he wrapped his mind around what was about to happen.

"I'll also take care of that," she said reassuringly. "I have quite a lot of books, as you know."

"Alright. I trust you," Robin said.

"You're quite lucky to have someone like me, you know. Who can just take care of all the little details with a few spells…" she said playfully, waving her hand.

"I'm lucky for more than just that," he said, smiling.

The two birds spent the rest of the day being anxious in their own ways. For Raven, the nervousness was beginning to rise to the surface again. She sat in her room for most of the afternoon, attempting to meditate but usually being interrupted after an hour or so by her ruminations. She obviously knew about sex both from reading and her general knowledge of the world and pop culture, but representations were one thing. She stood up and looked herself over in the mirror, turning her body to the side. One of her legs protruded out from her cloak, and she opened her cloak just a bit to examine herself. She'd always had a slim figure—not too skinny, but definitely on the lighter side. Raven had never really thought about how her body looked to others—her demonic side made sure it always stayed in approximately the same build, and she'd never had interest anyway in making herself seem sexy. She sighed and plopped down on her bed. He was going to see her body, for better or worse. It had been so easy for her when she was angry with him and wasn't actually going to risk anything. But it was different now.

Robin spent the afternoon getting a workout in, going through endless bags in the gym. He liked to think exerting physical energy usually got his mind off things, but it wasn't going to be the case this time. As he knocked another bag off its chain, he thought about what to expect. His heart thumped against his chest, beating with a combination of adrenaline from his workout and excitement about the night. He thought about all the things he wanted to try while he started to lift, but cut himself off. Robin was going to respect her boundaries, no matter what. He told himself not to expect too much. Maybe she would get uneasy about it at the last moment. It was okay to him—he would wait as long as she needed. As he set the bar back on the rack after hitting the bench hard, he wiped his face and let out a deep breath. He was going to finally see his fantasies play out—maybe. And if not, he'd be a little disappointed but supportive all the same.

Raven had kicked her boots off and begun to meditate again to pass the time and calm herself. The sky outside had quickly turned from a bright orange to pitch-black, and she felt herself drifting into a calmer state quicker than before. She lost track of exactly how much time had passed, but her tranquility was softly interrupted by a knock at the door. The empath unfolded from her hovering lotus position and planted her feet on the floor, then strode over to get it.

"Hey," Robin said softly. He was dressed in a plain white T shirt and black and red gym shorts. "Can I come in?"

"You dressed for the occasion?" she remarked amusedly.

"I figured you wouldn't wanna…struggle too much," he said. He shrugged and stepped inside her room, glancing around. Her tall bookshelves were covered in duct tape, as well as most of her other belongings and wall decorations. Robin stared as he turned around, looking at every corner of her room. "Rae…didn't you say you had everything…under control?"

"Mostly," she replied, as she sat down on her bed. "But I wanted to be careful. Just in case." He sat down next to her, and took her hand.

"You're sure?" he asked. She nodded.

"I know you're worried about me. And I appreciate that. But—" she raised a hand and his mask lifted off his face and into her fingers, "I want you to stop worrying. I can make my own decisions. And I want you."

"Sorry," he amended. "It's just…a little sudden to me."

"I know. But maybe it wasn't actually that sudden. Maybe…I just wasn't acknowledging it." She faced him and stared into his intense blue eyes, putting a hand on his chest and gently rubbing it.

"Just tell me if you don't want to do something," he said.

"I will," Raven replied. "And…sorry for what I did to you earlier. Hopefully you weren't too…miserable."

"I definitely was," he grumbled, shaking his head. She flinched at his reaction, but he quickly pivoted. "But it's okay. I was definitely being an ass. And you were angry for good reason."

"Mmm."

"But," he began, bringing her closer to him, "It was very hot. I wanna see…more of that." He pressed his forehead to hers and closed his eyes, placing a kiss on her lips. She responded by shutting her eyes as well, and returned the passion with her own lips. Robin flipped his body and pressed her down on the bed, while they continued to make out. She felt his erection start to form and press against her, and smiled to herself, running a hand through his hair. Robin gently grinded on her, signaling his desire and eliciting a slight moan from the empath. He broke for air and stared into her eyes.

"Raven," he murmured. "I think it's time you put a few precautions in place…"

"I agree," she whispered. Raven raised a hand and the entirety of her room became covered in darkness, before it seeped into the walls and disappeared. "There. My room's soundproof for the night. And also…" She recited a brief incantation, and her body became covered in dark energy. Robin got off her and backed away instinctively, before the energy focused itself on her core and disappeared. "That's protection."

"You're the best," he said. He placed his hands on the button of her cloak and undid it, then brought her up to face him with his right hand as his left slid the cloak from out underneath her and pushed it to the floor. Robin laid back down on her and met her lips again, pressing harder into them now. She placed her hands on the back of his head and pushed him into her, wanting to feel more of him. A hand moved from his head slowly down to his shorts and grasped his junk. Robin grunted and his tongue entered her mouth in return. Raven smiled to herself again, sending her tongue to dance and continuing to get more sounds out of him with her free hand.

Robin broke free again, then picked himself slightly off of her. He reached his arm around until his fingers found the zipper in the back of her leotard. He gave a slight tug on it.

"I'm going to get rid of this," he said huskily. She nodded, and he leaned over and unzipped it all the way. Robin then reached down and undid her belt, and pulled on the bottom of her leotard. Raven slipped her arms out of her sleeves and wriggled a bit to help him, until she was out of the long garment. The Boy Wonder stared at his girl in her underwear, the same lace-adorned set he'd seen the last time they'd gotten this intimate.

"You need to lose something too," she whispered, and tugged on his shirt. He grinned and raised his arms as she pulled on the bottom of the shirt, easily peeling it off of him in one motion and tossing it aside as well.

"See? I came prepared," he teased. She rolled her eyes and gripped his pec, while tracing lines across his body with her finger on her other hand. He reached around his neck to take his necklace off, before she placed a hand on top of his and stopped him.

"Robin," Raven said quietly. She grasped the metallic red robin in her fingers, and looked into his eyes. "Leave this on." She held up her own raven around her neck with her other hand, and he nodded in understanding. A soft smile crossed her face, and she brought him in again for more kissing. Robin felt himself get harder, his shorts allowing minimal restriction, and continued grinding against her. He moved off her lips and started working on her neck, planting long and wet kisses across every inch of it. She moaned a little louder, and he felt himself grow more turned on. He made his way further down her body, moving her necklace out of the way and kissing until he reached her cleavage.

"I want to see these," he whispered. She sat up and he moved his hands to her back again, trying to find the clasp to her bra. His fingers felt the metal and he hastily tugged on it, to no avail. Frowning, Robin pinched a part of it with each hand and tried tugging in various directions, but still couldn't undo the clasp.

"Struggling a bit, Boy Blunder?" she said softly, while giggling a little. "Let me help." She moved his arms off of her and reached back herself, undoing the clasp and slipping the bra off. Raven laid back down and Robin immediately got on top of her, taking in the sight.

"Wow…" he breathed. Raven blushed a little at him gawking at her breasts. They were a good size, not disproportionately large, but notable all the same. He reached a hand out and grasped one of them, rubbing his thumb on her erect nipple. The empath let out a drawn-out moan, and Robin found himself breathing more heavily. He placed his other hand on her right breast and started squeezing both of them. She let out louder moans when his fingers brushed across her nipples, and he was finding himself extremely turned on by her noises. Robin tilted his head down and placed his mouth on her right breast, while continuing to fondle the other one. Raven gasped as he started sucking, the alien sensation sending extreme pleasure throughout her. Out of the corner of her half-shut eyes, she glimpsed a dark object starting to wobble a bit, and refocused, trying to maintain control. The object stopped, and she smiled, before suddenly getting hit with another feeling of intense pleasure.

"Fuck," she gasped. Robin grinned to himself as his tongue brushed on her nipple. He sent it in a circular motion, alternating between sucking and rubbing his tongue around her breast. He kept going for another moment, then switched over to her other breast and began the same process. His hand continued squeezing and rubbing the breast he'd just worked on. Raven felt herself getting wetter, and in less control of her moans. "Dick…fuck…" she whispered. He finished after a minute, and came back up to meet her, as they shared a sloppy kiss.

"You're beautiful," he whispered.

"Dick…" She reached a hand down into his shorts and wrapped her hand around his member. "Let me have some fun too." In his teasing of her, Robin had momentarily forgotten about how hard he was now. He rolled off her and she turned to get on top of him, pulling his shorts and briefs both off at once. His cock stood straight up, a few drops of precum on the tip. Raven blushed a little at…how turned on he was. She sat up, gripping his cock and starting to rub up and down with her hand. He groaned, and she leaned in, planting kisses all over his upper body. Her strokes became a little firmer and slower, eliciting louder groans from him. She gazed over his body, the muscles rippling throughout, and felt immensely happy again that she had somehow managed to end up with someone so handsome. Continuing, Raven kissed around his abs, and started stroking him faster.

"Rae…" He looked at her, and she smiled back.

"You like?"

"Love it," he said, his breaths becoming more ragged. She brought her other hand down and squeezed his balls, and felt his enjoyment ring out to her through the bond. The signal washed over her and she gasped aloud, causing her to stroke him even faster. The room filled with the sounds of their pleasure. Raven continued until she felt her hand tire, and laid back down on him, kissing him and engaging in another round of their tongues dancing with each other.

"Raven," he panted. He stared intently into her wide violet eyes. "I need to fuck you. Now."

"Robin…" she hesitated.

"Rae…" he brushed some hair out of her face. "Do you not want to?"

"I want to," she said. "I…I'm just…a little nervous. Still."

"We're in this together," Robin said, reassuring her. He wrapped his fingers around hers and gripped her hand tightly. She let out a deep breath, and nodded.

"You're right." She laid back down on top of him and he reached his hands out, sliding her soaked panties down her legs, the final garment to go. Raven pulled one leg back and kicked her underwear off her other leg. Robin kept his hands on her ass, giving each cheek a squeeze.

"You're perfect," he said. "Your body's…amazing."

"It's not," she whined softly. He chuckled and kissed her again.

"Are you ready?" he asked. Raven took another deep breath, and nodded. Robin guided her to right above his dick with his hands. Raven straddled him, her knees on the bed, until her entrance was above him. She slowly went down on him, and loudly gasped at the initial feeling, squeezing her eyes shut. Robin gripped her waist tightly with both his hands, as she moved back up and then down again. He started thrusting a little himself, his mind exploding over the sensation. She felt so wet…and so good. Raven bit her lip as she continued to feel him inside her. She kept moving slowly up and down on him, still not used to it yet.

"Rae?" Robin asked, momentarily stopping. She opened her eyes. "Does it hurt?"

"A little," she admitted. "But…it feels good." She smiled at him, and he returned the favor, before starting up again. He began to thrust more vigorously, and she moaned louder, the sounds filling the room. Grunting, he took her in, her breasts bouncing and the ragged gasps becoming more frequent. Raven started to get more pleasure from feeling his member fill her, and pressed her hands on his pecs, leaning forward onto him. She crashed her lips into his, and shook her ass, rubbing herself on him. Robin throatily grunted while their tongues got busy once more. He started to feel pressure build in his cock, and thrusted harder, causing the empath to make some high-pitched moans.

"Richard," she gasped. She felt her nether region heating up, and not only that, but started to feel his pressure as well.

"Raven," he groaned. The bond began to hum, the signals from both of them crashing against the other's mental barriers. He felt her close to climax, and his mind was filled with nothing but pleasure. The "Richard"s grew louder from Raven, each one prompting another hard thrust. Robin pressed as deep as he could inside her, their moans beginning to blur and sound as one.

"Richard…fuck…Richard…" She pushed herself further into him and felt herself growing closer. Her name kept escaping Robin's lips in between his breaths, the sight of her pushing his arousal to a peak. As they both neared their climax, the books on her shelves started to float, banging against each other.

"Raven…hah…fuck," he grunted, as he reached his release, the pressure in him suddenly all relieving itself. She let out a loud, drawn-out moan, as she hit her climax as well, the sensation sending waves through her entire body. A loud bang echoed throughout the room, that somehow neither one of them heard. The empath trembled and collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped her tightly around his naked body, his breath still hot on her collar. "Raven…" Robin murmured. He tilted her head up and looked into her eyes, meeting her vulnerable look. He held up the raven around her neck for a second and smiled, then pressed his lips to hers, putting a hand on the back of her head to keep her there. She separated after a while for air and buried her face in his chest. They stayed like that for a moment, before Robin felt moisture on his skin.

"Rae," he whispered, concerned. "Why are you…crying?" She looked up at him, the tears blurring her vision a little.

"Robin," Raven said, starting to choke up. She gripped him tightly, and closed her eyes, pressing her forehead to his chest again. "Dick. Richard. I-I…I love you. So much." Out of the corner of his eye, Robin vaguely recognized one of her bookshelves topple over in the darkness.

"Raven," he began, squeezing her tighter. "I love you too."

"No," she said through sobs. "I can't lose you, Robin." Her crying was muffled by his body, but he could still feel the raw emotion emanating off of her. "You—I just—I can't. I can't."

"I'm here," he said softly. He brought her up to face him, and cupped her cheek with his hand. He kissed her lightly on her cheek. "I'm here," he repeated. "Raven. I'm not going anywhere."

"You're my fucking rock, Robin," Raven sobbed. "I—just—everything." The last of her bookshelves flew up, slamming into the ceiling and denting it before falling to the floor, scattering her books everywhere. Robin felt his throat clench, a wave of emotion washing over him now too.

"Raven," Robin whispered, a single tear sliding down his face. "I need you…just as much." He kept her in his embrace, his face resting on top of her hair. "We need each other. And…we have a bond. We're not going anywhere." Raven's mind blanked and she allowed herself to sink into him, his warmth and presence starting to have a calming effect on her. She too felt warm in Robin's arms, and he felt himself relax. The birds laid there for a few more minutes in silence, the moon casting the only illumination in her room.

"Sorry," she said quietly, after a while. She raised a hand and a tissue floated into it, which she used to dry the last of her tears on her face. "It's just…a lot. I'm…a bit of a mess right now."

"Don't apologize for anything," Robin said, warmly smiling at her. "It's a lot for me too. But…" He kissed her forehead, right above her chakra, then pressed his to hers again. "I wanted this moment with you. Only you. And many more after this."

"I don't think I've ever opened up so much…to anyone," she murmured to herself.

"Mmm," he hummed. "Me neither." A small smile spread across her lips and she returned his kisses, placing one on his cheek.

"Thanks for being so patient with me," Raven said happily. She laid her body down entirely on top of him.

"No problem. You're the best," Robin said.

"Hmm…" Raven suddenly felt the overwhelming exhaustion in her body and mind, and exhaled.

"Tired?" he inquired, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Yeah," she mumbled, rolling off him and laying down on her back next to him.

"Me too," Robin said, starting to feel the heaviness in his body as well. He pulled her sheets over both of them, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Night," Raven said simply, her eyelids starting to close. "Love you…"

"Good night. Love you too," he whispered back. The two heroes quickly fell asleep in her now upended room, their shared warmth a beacon of peace that calmed them both.