The two spacecraft raced each other through an improbably complex maze. The two youths sat on the couch with game controllers in their hands, completely absorbed in directing the crafts' flight. The silence in the Ops room was broken only by the sounds of the game; even their taunting banter had tapered off as they struggled to get an edge over their opponent.

"Yo, Rob!" Beast Boy called out, his eyes firmly on the screen. "Didya ever do it while flying?"

"Do what?" Robin inquired without tearing his eyes away from the game.

"Y'know, it!" Beast Boy clarified. "As in, y'know, that."

The leader of the Titans spared a disbelieving glance at his teammate, quickly returning it to the screen and barely avoiding an obstacle.

"Do what while what?" he asked again, a rich note of incredulity creeping into his voice.

"I told ya, dude! Do that!" Beast Boy's voice was slightly annoyed at his leader's lack of understanding. "While flying."

This time Robin turned his head to look more carefully at Beast Boy. "Gar, are you asking me if…"

"Yeah."

"While flying."

"Yeah."

Another obstacle loomed in front of the craft. Robin turned the ship viciously, overcompensated and crashed into the side wall. He shook his head as if trying to clear it. "I can't fly, Gar."

"Neither can I," the green changeling replied, his eyes still nailed to the screen, his fingers still mashing the controller furiously. "I mean, I can, if I turn into a bird or something. But if I do, I can't, y'know, do that."

Robin almost choked. "Gar!"

"Star can fly."

"She can, but…"

"So can Rae."

"I don't think we should –"

"Y'know, I bet it would be awesome," Garfield continued. "Can you dig it?"

"While flying?"

"Yeah."

"But how –"

"Imagine it, dude!" Beast Boy's gaze finally wrenched itself away from the screen as he looked at his leader, his eyes shining. "While flying!"

Gar's craft also crashed and burned. A huge GAME OVER – NO WINNERS sign appeared on the screen. Neither noticed.

"Gar, if we can't fly, I don't see how –" Robin growled

"That's the whole idea, dude!" Beast Boy said, the excitement mounting in him. "Think about it! You're all, like, totally helpless, vulnerable, depending on her not to drop you! And she's all, like, holding your life in her hands, in total control over you!"

"We're not having this conversation, Gar!" the Boy Wonder's face was already glowing as red as his vest. He threw the controller on the coffee table in disgust and left the Ops room in a hurry.

-=oOo=-

His hands roamed freely over her while they floated a couple of feet above her bed. She held him with legs clamped around his waist and arms encircling his shoulders. The copious amounts of sweat both were generating made everything so much more slippery, difficult, dangerous and exciting.

Raven pried her lips off his mouth. "So," she gasped. "Are they doing it?"

"Rrrrng," he growled in ecstasy. "Nah. Richard's… arrrn… too much of a prude."

"Ssssss," her breath hissed in as he bit her neck. "Maybe I should… aaaah… talk to Star."

"Mmmmm. Later."

"Nnnnh… Much later," she agreed and focused again on devouring his lips.