Nudging her chin upward, Beast Boy caught her swollen lips with another kiss.
Her nature was shy; it always had been. She'd gently press her lips closer, timidly nibbling at the curve of his lower lip. Then Raven let Beast Boy do the rest. He'd rest one hand on her waist and the other firmly beneath her frail jawbone so he could tilt her mouth. He was careful in the way his lips brushed hers but it wasn't uncommon for him to lose himself in her taste.
Raven's taste absolutely savory to the changeling. Like the finest wine, her lips were almost too saccharine at first before revealing a sharp, unique taste. He'd just revealed a hint of her elegant, angular taste, hitting him precisely at the back of his throat, when a metallic touch grazed his tongue. Immediately pulling away, Beast Boy stared at the sweet Raven.
She blinked in genuine innocence, her hand immediately flying from the side of his perspiring neck to her upper lip. An pure cerulean glow kindled at her fingers but Beast Boy pulled her wrist away before she could work her magic.
"Shit," he hissed, leaning closer to examine the shallow cut on her pale lips. "Are you bleeding?"
Raven frowned, lurching forward to catch him in another kiss. Beast Boy was quicker though and he promptly tucked his chin to his shoulder. An irritated, dismayed sigh escaped the sorceress across from him. Digging his claws into the foam of his mattress, Beast Boy didn't bother fighting the guttural vibration in his throat.
"I… I always hurt you," His voice broke and his throat went tight, tearing the threads of his favorite cotton sheets apart in a well reasoned tantrum.
"No, you don't," Raven whispered, pressing her thumb to the contour of his left cheek. She'd managed to heal her lip of the minor injury, although she didn't mind a bit. She knew he'd never hurt her intentionally and he couldn't help if their differences put them each at a bit of an edge. They'd always been cautious but each time they'd come to this, Beast Boy would shut down the second he'd thought he'd hurt her. He'd back away, often sulking for hours before he'd let her in. But this time, Raven wouldn't leave.
"You would never hurt me, Garfield," she didn't smile but her amethyst eyes crinkled.
He closed his eyes, her injury weighing heavy on his furrow. His touch ran over his pearly fang over and over, rougher each time until it had knicked the underside of the tender pink skin.
"If I were normal…"
"If you were normal, we wouldn't be together," Raven countered, chuckling. Taking another hand to his face, she cupped his cheeks, her fingertips healing the cut in his tongue with ease.
"But…. Don't you ever wish I was?" Garfield forced a laugh, although the usual amusement in his emerald irises was buried beneath remorse and dull anger. He reconnected with her gaze, feeling a sudden buzz shoot through his nervous system. Raven had that effect on him. But the sorceress half smiled, rising on her knees so the tip of her nose touched his. Gently nudging his mouth upward towards her, she caught him in that quick, innocent kiss.
"No," she answered softly, keeping his upper lip between her supple lips as she spoke her breathy desire. "All I ever want is for you to be you, the green changeling I fell in love with."
Beast Boy couldn't help beaming, careful as his canine grazed the her delicate skin.
"I do have one wish for you though, Gar." Raven blushed as she felt his hands find their rightful places beneath her navy pajama shirt once more.
"Mmm-yeah?" Beast Boy laughed wholeheartedly. His lips had traveled to the sweet spot behind her ear where her scent could infiltrate his every sense. Raven wriggled a bit so she could face him, forehead to forehead again. Emerald eyes gleamed as he waited with bated breath for her to speak.
"I wish you'd kiss me again."
Beast Boy met her request without hesitation, embracing her lips with a chaste touch. Raven was tender as velvet and equally luxurious but he pulled away for a split second to tell her he loved her.
"Anything for you, Raven."
