Who else is hiding from ppl during a Super Bowl party lol?

Today was the day. She and Moonknight37 managed to confirm their appointment earlier that day. A weird zing went through her at the thought. Raven couldn't pay attention through all her lectures. Her hand wrote notes of its own accord as her professors ran through their powerpoint slides, but her mind was somewhere else entirely; she was too focused on tonight. Even though she had one of her longest days of classes, it seemed that the day had passed in the blink of an eye. She tried to focus on her work, but after several hours, just accepted that it wasn't going to happen. Resolving to watch the lectures again some other time, Raven tried to just breathe deep and get through her day.

Walking home after class just made her more anxious; she took a detour through the park in an attempt to calm her mind. A few kids were running around enjoying the first sunny day in winter. One of them was wearing a t-shirt with Batman's logo on it. It was almost impossible to go anywhere without seeing something like that. She felt cold suddenly. Raven would never admit it to herself, but she missed being a superhero, she really did. It was one of the things that made her feel okay about her demonic side. With the money she'd get though, she could be a hero…of sorts. Perhaps not in the way she once was, but it would be enough. Raven never really paid much attention to fans, news coverage or anything of that sort. She was in it for her own reasons, everything else was simply extraneous.

Yes, once she graduated medical school with the money she'd get tonight then she could be a hero again. Perhaps not as glamorous as it had been before, but it wouldn't be nearly as dangerous as had been when she was with the-

"Hey! Over here!" The child wearing the Batman shirt yelled. Raven quickly looked around and spotted a baseball by her foot. She picked it up and gently tossed it to the kid. "Thanks lady!" A small smile crossed her face at watching them run off. She sighed and picked up her pace towards home.

In an attempt to pamper herself a little before the big event, she decided to splurge. If she was going to lose her virginity, she might as well be clean and comfortable. It would make her feel better…or so she hoped. Raven made an appointment with a local spa for a blowout and mani/pedi. A new dress was sitting in her closet years old and never worn. A co-worker had given it to her as a gift when she'd worked at a coffee shop. Raven also stopped by the local drugstore and bought some makeup. Nothing too elaborate, just something to enhance her cheeks and eyes. Raven was thankful she inherited her mother's graceful features, long bristly coal black eyelashes that didn't require an ounce of mascara, smooth porcelain skin and finely sculpted cheekbones.

At the spa, the calming music did help her relax a little but not as much as she would've hoped. Raven began doing deep breathing as she let the jets of the foot bath massage her aching feet. A first time experience was just a first time experience, it wasn't actually losing anything; it was gaining. She was gaining an experience. Whether it would be good or bad, remained to be seen. Raven didn't want to think of losing…she'd lost enough already. She'd lost Azarath, her home along with all her family and friends. Then she joined the Titans and she'd lost her home, family and friends again. Raven was tired of losing, but again, it wasn't loss it was a gain she reasoned. A gain. Purity or innocence didn't bother her any. As the daughter of a demon she was never any of those things anyway.

So why did she feel like she swallowed a ball of sticky tar?

Raven had never really considered her own needs when it came to sex. As far as she was concerned, they were not needs they were wants. And rarely if ever do people get what they want. Had she considered anything like this emotionally before, then her powers would've wreaked havoc. By the time she finally gained a good enough of a stranglehold on them, Raven found it wasn't something she thought about anymore. She came out of the salon feeling marginally better as she walked the two blocks back to her apartment.

She glanced at the clock as she headed into the bathroom to apply the makeup. Raven tried not to glance at her phone every other second, but it seemed as though times was whizzing by at breakneck speed. Especially since Moonknight37 would occasionally message her with instructions. He's odd, Raven decided as she zipped up the dress. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, Raven paused before she turned the lights in her apartment out. Her reflection in the mirror reminded her of her mother. Looking closer, she knew that she shouldn't have anything to worry about…her body was slim, but with enough of a curve to show she was a woman. The long purple dress had a high slit and showed one of her legs. Her legs extended long and lithe, made even more striking by her nude colored heels. The spaghetti straps of the dress and somewhat low neckline was not scandalous, but left enough to the imagination. She'd forgone the idea of wearing jewelry. What was the point? It was either going to be forgotten in the morning or removed and possibly stolen.

The morning…what would that be like? Her heart sunk. Raven knew from her classes that because men frequently had orgasms, their hormone levels would change and they'd often fall asleep. She demanded payment upfront and both she and Moonknight37 had agreed upon that. Would she wait around until morning? Would she stay over? If she did where would she sleep? In bed with him? What was he like? Would he have major B.O.? She shook her head…Raven had promised herself that she wouldn't go down that rabbit hole again. She'd made up her mind that there was likely not going to be anything particularly good about tonight. If things got out of hand, then she could use her magic. Raven even promised herself that she'd protect herself if things got bad by using her magic to manipulate the person. They could give her the money then. True, the ethics of this were dubious, but then again so was what she was doing.

Raven brushed through her hair once more. Her sleek hair was glossy as a bird's wing and shone a vibrant black. Her skin was smooth, nails pristine and even she had to admit she looked good. Medical school had made her weight fluctuate to a large degree, at one point, Raven felt she began to look unhealthy with the weight she lost, eating sparingly to save money and just not having the time between classes and studying. She was pleased to see however that she still had some curve to her body.

Moonknight37 messaged her again to say that his chauffeur would be arriving for her in a few minutes. Raven had purposefully kept her address hidden and asked for his chauffeur to pick her up at the local pharmacy two blocks away. The sun was beginning to set as she made her way over to the rendezvous point.

She was busily enjoying the cool night air hitting her skin when a black car pulled up and an older man in a blue and gold uniform stepped out. "Miss Roth?" He asked at seeing her. She nodded. "Your date is waiting." Raven took a moment to read his aura before stepping into the vehicle. Nothing threatening or out of the ordinary. Still on edge, Raven climbed into the car, it was warm and toasty inside. She sunk into the plush leather seats.

Raven tried to stop the shaking in her hands as she attempted to apply some peachy coral colored lipstick. Really she had no reason to be so nervous. Her powers would deal with anything that got out of hand as the control and power she'd gained over the years made her nigh on unstoppable. The spell that she'd cast over herself to not feel any pain was working as it should. Her stomach should've been stirring and the seatbelt was cutting into her shoulder, but she didn't feel a bit of it.

However, it wasn't as easy as she'd thought it would be.

Even though people made such a big deal out of "the first time" it was not something Raven put much stock into. Virginity didn't define anything and as she'd learned in medical school there was no physiological or anatomical basis that someone was or was not a virgin anyhow. Slut shaming was something that society had no problem doing so it wasn't that big of a shock to her that it amounted to nothing at all. Raven, however was struggling with the idea. It shouldn't be a big deal, really it shouldn't with no physiological or medical backing to the idea of virginity, it really shouldn't be such a big deal.

So why was she shaking so much?

If she developed feelings, and it was a big if. If she developed feelings then it would be easy enough to drown them in her bookwork. Raven had to pass the second part of her boards so there was plenty to be done. If she needed to take some time off to figure things out, then that could be done as well. She glanced at her phone; the man had messaged her again.

The driver will give you an access key. Take the elevator to the top floor.

At some level, Raven was wondering if she'd get off the hook somehow. She'd read plenty of stories and treated enough sex workers to know that sometimes, people just paid for conversation and nothing more. That idea had crossed her mind a few times, but she quickly dismissed it. People didn't pay $50,000 just to talk to someone. She was certainly an interesting conversation partner, but there would likely be very little of that tonight. A sigh escaped her. It would likely be some desperate rich prick who just wanted a quick fuck…that's all.

"Miss are you alright?" The man asked in an airy voice that held a touch of British accent.

"Yes fine." She let out, hoping she sounded convincing, but not sure how well she did with , her phone went off again.

Can't wait to see you.

How generic…Raven thought as she clicked her phone off. At least Moonknight37 hadn't added the creepy wink face afterwards, but his somewhat brusque attitude was unsettling too. Anything was possible. She had her powers to protect her, but there was a nagging fear that refused to leave her.

That fear began to swell up into her chest as she got out of the door that the chauffeur had opened for her. Raven hastily crossed the lobby, glad it was empty. She didn't want anybody seeing her. Though it was unlikely that she would know anybody in this part of town, it was still something that Raven didn't want to happen so it wouldn't complicate things even further for her. Hands shaking, Raven slowly slid the key in and felt each little click of the tumblers. It seemed an eternity before the elevator doors opened beckoning her inside. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirrors that lined the car. I wonder if I'll ever be able to see myself the same way afterwards…Raven thought. Her stomach was left on the ground floor as the elevator rose higher and higher. The empath suffered no particular fear of enclosed spaces, but she found her heart racing in the confines of the elevator.

Just get your money and forget it…just get your money and forget it…just get your money and forget it…

DING!

Raven took in a deep breath as she stepped off the elevator. Her mouth fell open at the sight in front of her.

No it couldn't be!

It wasn't possible!