There were benefits to change.
The most palpable of those, being the sweltering trail of kisses where the blue stripes of his uniform had traced moments ago. From the tips of his fingers, luxurious pools of heat traveled painfully over his left clavicle, having ran over the trace of his biceps rather quickly. The demoness was suffocating him with appreciation, a gratitude that she'd not graced with him until now. A strangled whine escaped his control, as a soft, damp pressure dipped into the divot of his sharp collar.
"So…" The alpha Titan swallowed hard, hips pressing upwards against hers in vain. "So, you like this…"
"This new pair of wings?" Enthralling heat rushed to the side of his neck, gentle pecks suddenly dousing the raw skin with surprisingly healing touches. "Yeah… Nightwing's a better bird."
He smirked. Hell yeah it was.
"Besides," The come hither tone amplified against his earlobe, excited, almost giddy. The wispy jasmine aura mingled with the rattling sensation of her voice infiltrating his senses made the sorceress practically an enchantress; all powerful against his usually better judgment.
A familiar pressure dug into his lower rib cage, eliciting another desperate groan from the boy.
"Robin could never keep up."
Jerking upward again, Dick bit his fist. He should've known; even Nightwing had nothing on a Raven.