AN: Two chapters in one day because I love you guys. This chapter is kinda just a bonus thing.

PS: the show "my babysitter is a vampire" was a big inspiration to this story.

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BeastBoy: OH MY GOD VICTOR.

Cyborg: What?

Cyborg: What is it?

BeastBoy: I'M PRETTY SURE I ALMOST GOT LAID TODAY.

Cyborg: Ha, yeah right. What do you want?

BeastBoy: I'M SERIOUS, DUDE. SHE SAT ON ME AND EVERYTHING.

Cyborg: Wait.

Cyborg: What?

BeastBoy: BRO I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START.

Cyborg: What are you even talking about?

BeastBoy: RAVEN KISSED ME TO MAKE HER EX BOYFRIEND BACK OFF OF HER OR SOMETHING AND THEN LATER I TEASED HER ABOUT LIKING ME (WHICH SHE TOTALLY DOES) AND THEN THE NEXT THING I KNOW SHE'S STRADDLING ME AND FRICKING LICKING MY NECK UNTIL I APOLOGISE.

Cyborg: …

BeastBoy: IT WAS SO HOT THOUGH.

Cyborg: Yeah, okay. I'm gonna go to bed now. See you tomorrow.

BeastBoy: THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?

Cyborg: Uh, are you high or something?

BeastBoy: NO.

Cyborg: Right. Well, goodnight.

Garfield slammed his head against his keyboard. It was no surprise that Victor didn't believe him; the whole situation was confusing, even for himself. Just how was he supposed to face Raven? After she had treated him like that?

"Who are you talking to?"

He bolted upright upon hearing her voice. He faced her direction and tried his best to glare. He couldn't, not at her anyway.

"There's no need to give me that look," Raven said, stepping into his room. "Whatever that look is supposed to be, I don't know. You look constipated."

Garfield relaxed his face and turned his attention back towards his computer screen. "What do you want?"

"To talk."

"Well then, talk," he grunted.

She rolled her eyes. "Listen, I'm sorry if I freaked you out earlier. I was merely trying to teach you a lesson. I want to make sure that you don't feel violated or something."

"Nope."

"Seriously?" she asked, knitting her eyebrows together. "You're cool with it?"

"Sure."

"What if I did it again?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"Well, I wouldn't mind at all. As long as you ask first," he said while typing. "Are you implying that you want to do it again?"

"What? No! Of course not," Raven objected, a small blush making it's way to her face. "Anyway, there's pizza in the kitchen if you want any."

"Vegan?"

"No, pepperoni. Why?"

"I'm a vegetarian, so you can just eat it all yourself," Garfield stated with a grunt. He reached for his phone and dialled in the number to his favourite pizza restaurant. "Hey, yeah Joe it's Garfield, I'll have the usual, thanks."

He hung up and turned to face Raven. "Anything else?"

"No, not really," Raven said as she inspected his room. "Mind if I play on your Xbox for a bit?"

"Only if you let me play with you," he said as he started up game console.

The two teens were currently engaged in a heated Mortal Kombat fighting session. Garfield had beaten Raven twice while she hadn't won at all yet. But she was determined to.

As her player began to lose health due to Garfield's characters punching it senseless, Raven took her hand off of her controller and placed it under the boy's chin.

His head suddenly whipped around to face her, his gaze going straight to her lips. His eyes drooped and he found himself leaning in when-

RAVEN WINS!

"Huh? What?" Garfield cried, turning his attention back to the game. Raven's character was doing a victory dance, while Garfield's was on the floor, gasping for air. "Dude! No fair! You cheated!"

"Cheat? Me?" Raven innocently asked, pouting.

Garfield narrowed his eyebrows, angry that he couldn't stay mad at her for too long. "I wanna rematch."

"So you can lose again? Sure."

Halfway through the match, the green haired teen actually found himself losing. Perfect time for payback, he thought.

He gently placed his hand on the girl's knee, hoping she would draw her attention away from the screen. She knew what he was doing, obviously, and didn't pay any attention to him.

Snarling, Garfield's hand began to softly stroke her knee while the other began to play with her hair. Raven clenched her teeth, trying not to give in so easily. Garfield brushed his lips over her ear. "You've been so naughty Raven," he breathed. "It's time someone taught you how to behave."

Raven's eyes widened. Don't lose control, don't lose control. She repeated in her head.

And then he kissed her neck.

Don't give in, don't give in.

He parted his lips slightly as the hand stroking her knee suddenly crept its way up to her inner thigh.

Keep it together Raven, keep it together.

She was beginning to lose her grip on her controller. Her player stood still.

His hand began to rub against her inner thigh, causing her to finally give up and lean into his touch. She looked at him with half-lidded eyes and he only smiled in return.

"That's my girl."

He snatched his controller off of the floor and watched in victory as he won the game.

"I hate you," she managed to breathe.

"You do?"

She nodded in reply and before she could react, his hands found their way to her body again. "Are you sure?"

"Positive," she replied, although made no effort to remove his hands.

"Well, then I guess you would mind if I did this."

His hands were stroking her smooth stomach. She shivered slightly from the contact. She nestled her head into his shoulder, and he took that as a reminder that he was in control. His free hand began to stroke her back while he trailed kisses up and down her neck. She had no idea why she was allowing him to do this. Or why it felt so right.

"Gar? Raven? What are you doing?"

They both jumped apart instantly.

"We were just-" Garfield started.

"Rehearsing for our drama performance tomorrow," Raven stated, cutting him off. "It's intimate, I know."

"You have to do that in drama? Gross! Remind me to never take that subject!" Erica cried.

"Well, what are you doing up so late? Didn't I just tuck you back in?" Raven asked, stepping closer to her and away from Garfield.

"Yeah, but I'm not tired. Can we watch a movie or something?" the small girl suggested, trying to suppress a yawn, but failed.

"Your parents wanted you in bed by seven. It's half past eight. Come on," Raven said, holding out her hand which Erica smugly accepted. She lead her out of Garfield's room, while the green haired teen breathed out dramatically and collapsed in his bed.

He really needed another cold shower.