Beast Boy sat opposite of his favorite empath. A white porcelain bowl rested between, rustled only by his index fingers. His forehead was pressed to hers and he could smell the thick saccharine of cherries on her breath. He couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Bet you can't tie a stem." He teased, watching another tiny red fruit disappear between her stained lips.

Raising a brow, Raven discarded a seed before tugging a stem and placing it on her pink tongue.

Their eye contact never broke. He chewed the small fruit before dropping the pit into a separate bowl. Amethyst eyes stared patiently into eager emerald ones. A couple seconds later, Raven's lips parted, like he'd felt them do so many times before. When she stuck out her tongue, a tiny cherry stem was tied in a perfect bow.

Plucking the twisted stem from her mouth, Raven leaned closer. His eyelids drooped as her scented words to guided him closer. Beast Boy knew she was waiting for him to say something, to somehow congratulate her on her magnificent little talent. But a longing sigh was the only sound to escape him, so her touch stayed at bay. The tip of her nose nudged against his in subtly sweet encouragement.

"H-How did you…." He felt especially unintelligent under the spell of her close proximity. Beneath the cherries, her slender fingers knit to his. "Rae…" His eyes found her cherry stained lips closer still.

"Practice."

Raven met him in a long kiss, her fingers mingling with his beneath the cherries in her lap. It wasn't long before he recognized the smooth pattern of a bow tie press firmly inside his own mouth. When she had successfully knotted another bow, Beast Boy realized what she'd done.

"What's the matter?" Her breathy voice carried playful undertones as she watched the speechless changeling bite his lip in awe. "Tongue tied?"