Chapter 15: Forbidden
RAVEN'S POV
I was wearing my favorite pajamas; you know, the ones that say "Demon-Child, Approach me if you dare." I got into bed, but I heard my door open. I felt pressure on the foot on my bed, and it was too heavy to be Kumi, my cat. In the dim light, I saw Robin smiling. I smiled too, and I sat up. He crawled toward me and sat on my legs. He leaned over and kissed me. One of my fangs cut his tongue, and I licked the blood away. He stroked my shoulders as we kissed. He felt down my arms, feeling my muscles. His fingers wandered over my stomach, feeling my abs. I ran my hands down his bare chest. All he was wearing were his plaid pajama pants. No shirt. My body was heating up under his touch. I ran my fingers through Robin's hair.
"So soft..." I murmured. He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him.
'Oh my GOSH!' I thought. 'Is he getting...excited?' I felt a little nervous. After a few more long, loving kisses, I relaxed on top of him and slowly drifted into sleep. He stroked my hair until sleep took him, too.
The next day passed quickly, and soon I found myself returning to bed. Tonight I had my camisole and pajama shorts on. I didn't really expect him to come again, but Robin came in. When Robin saw me in only really short shorts and a cami, I could tell he was very excited. He straddled my waist and kissed a line down my neck. He brushed his fingers along my collarbone, then stared openly at my chest. I blushed. He looked at me, as if he were asking my permission for something.
'Oh!' I realized. 'He wants to touch my...' Making a quick decision, I slowly nodded.
He smiled wider. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "If it makes you feel uncomfortable, tell me, and I'll stop."
I nodded again, pleased that he was concerned for my feelings. I let out a small gasp as his fingers grazed my breast, and he drew his hand back, uncertain.
"No, keep going," I whispered. "It didn't feel awkward. It felt...nice. I'm just not used to anyone touching me...there."
He grinned mischeviously and started playing with me. I let out a soft moan of pleasure, and I could tell he was enjoying himself. At 11:00, and hour after he came in we knew we had to stop before we went to far. He held me in his arms until we fell asleep.
The third night in a row he came in, he did things a little differently. Tonight I was wearing a night shirt over my panties. I really didn't think he was going to come in AGAIN. But he did. Robin crawled onto the bed. He pulled my feet, causing me to slide forward and my arms went over my head. He gently yanked off my shirt. So there I was, in my undergarments, unashamed to be with him. He ran his fingers up my leg, but when he reached a certain point on my thigh, I slapped his hand away.
"You naughty boy," I whispered playfully.
"So spank me," he said slyly. I rolled my eyes and said, "Bite me."
So he did. We melted in eachother's arms, just like we did the last time we drank eachother's blood. It felt so good to have his blood coursing through my veins.
We continued kissing normally for a little while longer. Then he sighed and laid on his back. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm not doing anything more than this until after we're married. And that could be a long wait." he said.
For some reason, I didn't feel at all awkward talking about this with him. "I'm glad you feel that way, because I agree. But this is fun too." I said. I crawled on top of him. "You know, I can be naughty too." I wiggled around on top of him, and he groaned. "Raven, stop please! If you keep doing that, I might lose control!"
I stopped moving and just rested on him, listening to his heartbeat. It gradually slowed down, and I could tell from his even breathing that he was asleep. Soon I fell asleep too.
(A/N) Oh, gosh, it was so embarrassing to write this...but oh well, I'm sugar high. Blame the rich hershey's cocoa fudge. Blame the mint chocolate chip ice cream. Way awkward chapter...dunno why I wanted to write it. Maybe just to get unclean thoughts out of my head, where they don't belong. Okay, byebye! Mmm..chocolate...
