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A/N: I'm sorry about not updating sooner, life, work, and school got in the way. Plus I'm not particularly sure about this chapter. I don't know if it is up to par with the rest of my story.

Chapter Two

Raven awoke slowly the next morning. She had had such a wonderful dream. She had told Robin about her time of year and he had insisted that they get married. And then they actually did, that same night and ran off to a cabin in the middle of nowhere and made love to each other all night long. She sighed, how she wished that dream was actually true. It was then that she realized she was lying against something warm and firm and soft at the same time. Groggy, with sleep still clouding her mind, she looked to see what it was she was sleeping against. Her eyes met those of an amused Robin, who had been reading her thoughts the entire time. She sat up and gasped in surprise that she and the leader of the Teen Titans were in a bed, together, unclothed. Memories from what she had thought was a dream but wasn't making her blush.

"What's wrong, Rae? Aren't you glad it wasn't a dream?" her husband (Sweet Azar, she liked the sound of that) asked, smirking, already knowing the answer.

"I like the sound of it, too. I'm your husband and you're my wife. All is right in the world." He commented sleepily. Raven was too busy staring at the golden bands on their entwined hands to respond. Robin just smiled at her actions.

"I just can't believe we did it. We, the two that think about everything before acting, normally, we got married. I am married to the boy wonder."

"Well, we may not have taken a long time to think about it, but we did think about everything before we acted. You made sure that we thought of everything, remember? Also, after everything that we did last night, don't you think you could call me something other than Boy Wonder or Boy Blunder for that matter?" Robin asked with laughter in his eyes.

Raven smiled at him, "Of course I could." When he got a hopeful look on his face, she continued, "But I won't."

Robin tackled her in response and started to tickle her. Through their experiences the night before, he had learned that Raven was extremely ticklish. Once the laughter stopped and they caught their breath, Robin asked seriously, "Why is it so hard for you to believe that this is real?"

"It's just that for so long, it seemed as if happiness could never be mine, that you could never be mine, that this is still a little hard to believe. I mean, first there was my father and the fact that I wasn't allowed to feel. Then, when I was, I was so sure that you would never return my feelings."

Robin looked at his new wife with nothing but love and admiration. He knew that she had been through so much in her life; with a demon as a father, how could she not. He knew she had been shunned by her own people, that she had purposely held herself aloof from those that she loved all because of her heritage. She had suppressed her own feelings to prevent the destruction of people that hardly ever appreciated her, all the while watching those around her doing what she could not, unknowingly teasing her and then shunning her when she wouldn't show emotions. When he thought about it, it made him love her even more that she could rise above something like that, but it also made him angry that she had had to endure it. She was such a wonderful person; she shouldn't have had to go through all that.

Raven could tell where her husband's thoughts were going, partially because of their new telepathic link, but mostly because of the black magic that was causing half the items in the room to spin in an out of control tornado. "Richard, you need to calm down."

"What do you mean? I am calm." Raven just pointed to the room around them with everything flying around the room. Robin looked a little sheepish, "Oh."

"I'm fine now. I have you and the rest of the Titans. I don't have to suppress my emotions anymore. I'm happy," Raven explained to him, causing him to release his anger and everything to return to its proper place. Raven sighed, "I guess you're going to have to start meditating with Star and me so you don't go tapping into my power every time you get emotional. The tower does not need another me blowing things up all the time."

"Is it so bad, spending more time with me? And you didn't blow things up all the time, just most of it." Robin joked. "By the way, does that mean that I could do spells like you?"

Raven thought about this. "Theoretically, yes, you could tap into my power to do a spell. However, I wouldn't suggest trying it. You would have to take the power from me in order to do it, and that could leave me powerless when I may need it."

Robin didn't like the idea of him leaving her helpless at all. "Well, I guess I'll just have to stick to this telepathy thing and the occasional outburst of power I may cause," He grinned lecherously at her, "Although, I have to say I really like the whole feeling what the other feels physically and emotionally. It made last night even better, feeling what you were feeling and what I was feeling." Raven blushed a deep shade of red and hit her husband with every pillow on the bed using her powers. Robin just laughed before giving her a quick kiss on the mouth.

"So, wife of mine, would you like some breakfast?" he asked, getting out of the bed and putting his boxers back on. He felt Raven's eyes roaming over his body as he did so, taking in every inch of him. He turned back toward her, awaiting her answer. He was only slightly surprised when Raven responded by pulling him back into the bed with a look on her face that he had already come to recognize over the night. "Again? Aren't you tired from the six goes we already had last night?" Raven just shook her head with the look still on her face. Robin just sighed, as if it were a chore even though he enjoyed this part of her personality immensely, and kissed his beautiful wife. The kiss quickly turned passionate and he was quickly rid of the boxers that he had pointlessly put on earlier.

An hour later, the couple finally made their way out of the bedroom. Robin went straight to the kitchen to see what was in the refrigerator to eat, while Raven made her way to the office to grab a book to read on the couch while she waited for her food. She would have followed him to the kitchen, but was told that he didn't need the distraction, or the help. She knew he was remembering the breakfast that she had attempted to make all those years ago. She smiled, what he didn't know, is that she had started taking cooking lessons not long after that. It had taken months for her to be able to make anything edible, but once she did, she quickly reached the level of the ability of a great chef. She didn't it when she wasn't able to do something well when she wanted to do it. She was stubborn like that. Robin didn't need to know about that yet, though. She was perfectly willing to let him do all the cooking for now.

Twenty minutes later, Robin came out with a plate of eggs and toast. He also had a cup of her much needed tea, of course. She placed her book aside, reluctantly, and took the plate and cup from his hands. He went back for his before returning to the couch and sitting as close to her as possible while still being able to eat. They ate in silence for a bit.

"So, what do you want to do while we're here?" Robin asked, breaking the silence. Raven got that look in her eyes causing Robin to laugh. "Do you want to do anything other than that? Not that I'm complaining, I'm all for it if you want. It's just that it isn't likely that we will be able to get another vacation for a long time."

"Well…maybe we can go for a walk. I heard that the woods here are beautiful this time of year."

"A walk with a beautiful woman in a beautiful setting, I can do that," he answered.

Raven pushed her empty plate aside. "Now, however, I think I'm going to take a bath," she said giving him a come-hither look before heading into the other room. He just sat there grinning for a moment, watching her hips swaying seductively as she walked, amazed that this beautiful sex goddess as he had officially named her was his, before quickly following her, shedding his clothes as he went.

She was waiting for him in the bathroom. Around the room, candles were lit, providing just the right atmosphere. The tub was filling up, and she had apparently added bubbles to the water. Robin, however, growled at the sight before him. She was still in her black silk robe, and just that was too much clothing for him at the moment. As quickly as possible, he crossed the room, and rid her of the offending material, while kissing her hard on the lips.

Breaking the kiss, Raven laughed. "Aren't I supposed to be the one that's ravaging you?" Robin's only response was a smile as he picked her up and gently placed her in the large tub, turned off the water before it overflowed, and got in behind her. Raven scooted back until she could rest her head against him. She let out a content sigh. "This is bliss."

Robin leaned forward, "If you think this is bliss, I can't wait to see what you think what's coming is." With that said, he picked up a washcloth and soaped it up. Beginning with her back, he began to wash his wife. He slowly made his way to her front at her stomach. In slow circles he made his way up to her breasts. By the time his hand made it there, she was already leaning into him heavily, extremely turned on by his actions. His hand went to the left one first. Small, intent circle making it harden immediately. Finally content that it was clean, Robin lent his attention to the right, making it harden even faster and Raven moan quietly. Robin then moved to her legs. Starting the slow, torturous motions on the outside of her left thigh, he slowly made his way to the inside of her thigh and moved up. Raven started to arch against him, anticipating the feel of his hand against her. However, just before he touched her, he switched hands and started the process again on her right thigh. This time he didn't stop. He started paying a lot of attention to her vagina. Raven arched and moaned loudly as he rubbed the cloth against her.

Raven suddenly dunked, taking Robin by surprise. After getting all the soap off of her body, Raven stood up and got out of the tub. She used her magic to make Robin do the same. Robin gave her an amused look, "Don't you want to finish your bath?" Raven just gave him a look before crashing her lips to his, hard. They slowly started making their way to the bed, re-exploring each others' bodies with their hands as they went.

It is sufficient to say that they didn't make it out for that walk that day; or the next day; or the next week. In fact, they only ever made it out of the cabin on the last day of their honeymoon. Raven was not kidding when she said that their sex drive was extremely high. They had had sex on every surface in that cabin. Robin could barely keep up, not that he would ever admit that.

He would admit, however, that his favorite had been on the rug in front of the fire. Raven had been reading a book while he took a shower, by himself this time. When he came out, he couldn't help but stare. This beautiful goddess had married him, had wanted to spend the rest of her extremely long life with him. He still couldn't believe it. He couldn't resist her, the glow from the fire making her seem more ethereal. He walked up to her and kneeled beside her. She was so engrossed in her book that she hadn't noticed him. That was at least until he snatched the book from her hand. When she had looked up to yell at him, he kissed her. He literally felt her anger melt away at that kiss. In fact, she was the one who deepened the kiss. He didn't remember them taking each others clothes off. He only remembered the way she felt beneath him, the way she literally purred when he touched her, the way she made him feel. They made love right there, on the soft rug, with the firelight throwing shadows over her body making the whole scene seem more dream like. It's a dream he wants to remember forever.

They had almost made it outside once three days prior to their last day; the door was open and everything. Raven just slammed it shut as she attacked her husband with kisses. She had taken one look at him in his civilian clothes and that was it. The little control she had finally gained over herself was lost. She was grinding into him so hard that he just took her right there, standing up, against the door. Most of their clothes were still on even. Lucky for him, she had decided to wear a skirt, so all he had to do was rip her panties off before being able to take her. It didn't stay that way though. Right afterwards, Raven led him back into their bedroom. Later, he would say that the clothes just magically came off the both of them, which with Raven was possible.

When they did take that walk, they made it to a beautiful spot by a creek a couple of miles away from the cabin. Robin laid a blanket down and they sat on it. Raven's sexual needs were slowing down by then. In fact, they had only had sex once that morning, and she told him hers would be like a normal earthling woman's sex drive by that time tomorrow, much to his disappointment. Not that they would be able to have sex as much, since they were returning to the tower the next day, but that didn't mean he couldn't be disappointed. He kind of liked having Raven always wanting his body. Both of them were deep in thought about what had happened over the past two weeks and what would happen once they returned home as they took in the scenery around them. "Richard?"

"Yes, Raven?"

"What are we going to tell the others when we get back tomorrow?"

"The truth, I suppose. Why?"

"I was just thinking, I don't exactly want them to know about the Azarathian time of year. Beast Boy in particular would never leave me alone about it. And it really is a private thing." Raven said, blushing at the thought of the others thinking of her as some sex crazed demoness.

Robin looked at her. He didn't really want to share his sex goddess with anyone anyway. "We won't tell them about that part, then. We'll just tell them that we love each other and couldn't wait another second to get married. Or that I couldn't wait another second to get married and you went along with the idea."

"What about next year? And the year after that? Unless I get pregnant, this is going to come every year."

"I guess we'll come up with something when the time comes. We could always make it an anniversary tradition. They would buy that."

"Okay." They lapsed into silence. "How do you think the others will react?"

"They'll probably be upset that they weren't invited. Other than that, I'm sure they'll be happy for us."

"And if they aren't happy?" Raven asked, scared at the prospect of losing the only friends that she has ever had.

Robin looked at her with all of his love showing in his eyes, nearly drowning her. "It doesn't matter. What's done is done and cannot be undone, even by the great Teen Titans. I love you, no matter what they say. That's all that matters." He said before gently kissing her. This kiss lasted many minutes before they pulled apart. They stared into each others eyes as Raven whispered softly, "I love you."

Robin replied in a whisper as well, "I love you, too," before they kissed again. This kiss led to them making love in the middle of the woods, without a care of who might see them. It was softer, gentler, and slower, than any of the times before; a sure sign the Raven's time of the year had come to an end. Afterwards, they spent hours just laying on the blanket in each other's arms staring at each other, as if memorizing every detail, and talking about anything and everything that came to their minds. As night fell, they finally got dressed again and returned to cabin, hand in hand, to eat and prepare for whatever the next day would bring.

A/N: So do you like it? Should I change certain parts or just try again on the whole thing? What do you think? Like I told you, I'm not sure about this chapter as a whole. I'm willing to change it if that's what everyone thinks I should do. By the way, thanks to everyone that reviewed, you sure know how to make a girl feel loved.