"I want to kiss you."

"So kiss me, Garfield."

Beast Boy brushed wispy lavender from her forehead. Set on all fours, his fingers tangled in her hair while his legs pressed against the curves in her waist. He loved just kissing her, feeling the velvet of her mouth against his. Laying under him, amethystine eyes shimmering and body glistening in a sheer black nightie, Beast Boy couldn't help but admire her unearthly beauty.

A four monthiversary, and the two had finally gotten the tower to themselves. After fighting an uphill battle, Beast Boy agreed to use Raven's room, as his still held a hint of teenage essence. The sorceress's room, however, was perfect. Dark as always, lit only by Azarathean candles and tainted with the scent of cleanliness and ancient oils. A duvet of ebony covered her circular bed, and a collection of dark roses rested in a garnet encrusted vase on her nightstand.

"Gar, I thought you said you wanted to kiss me," Raven's gravelly voice begged subtly, the need for his lips on hers almost frustrating. Slender grey fingers danced over his chest, pausing at his neck to await his next move.

"I do," he insisted, pressing his lips over her chakra briefly. Emerald eyes reconnected with hers, smiling in their own particular way. Watching her wide innocent eyes excited him, her dark lashes flitted over his body, her body needing his, feeding his tender ego.

"So kiss me, Garfield." It was usual for Raven to whine, and they way her tone itched for him made the butterflies in Beast Boy's stomach fly.

"I will, Rae," his lips grazed her cheek, words buried in her hair. The hands on his neck held tighter, and she frowned at his kiss.

"Gar," she sounded serious as Robin. "Garfield, why aren't you kissing me?" She sounded offended, tone asking if she'd done something wrong.

Beast Boy's eyes widened, and he chuckled. "No, gosh, no Rae. Never. You're perfect," He kissed her other cheek, and felt her squirm at his touch. "I just.. I just wanted to look at you."

Raven raised a single brow, her signature look more analytical now. Why? Her mind asked, violet doe eyes struggling to understand.

"You're beautiful, Raven. You know that?" He kissed the tip of her nose. "You're really, so beautiful. And I like looking at beautiful things." Raven's face softened. His index finger followed her hairline above her chakra, then slipped over the tiny garnet. Barely touching the slope of her nose, Beast Boy found himself drawing the shape of her freshly swollen lips. Tracing her bottom lip rhythmically, Beast Boy observed the exotic beauty once more. There was truly no one else like Raven; no one even came close. Continuing at a lower octave, Beast Boy whispered final words before his mouth became occupied with hers.

"I wanted to look at you first." His sharp canine nibbled the Cupid's Bow of her upper lip. "Is that okay, Raven?"

Raven blushed, accepting his kiss graciously. It was more than okay.