Author's Notes: A little tribute to this cute relationship from the DCAMU when they're a bit older.

Raven's mind was elsewhere. She found herself daydreaming, imagining the hands of the one person she shouldn't be fantasizing about. Damian Wayne, rude and abrasive to everyone, the son of Batman who made Batman look reasonable.

But for the years they'd been Titans teammates, he treated her differently. She got to see the softer side of him nobody else did. And he was always so kind to her.

"Raven?" She heard Damian say, his voice snapping her out of her reverie.

She looked at him, her face reddening as she realized she'd been caught. But Damian didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he didn't say anything. Instead, he was staring at her intently, his eyes locked on hers. The intensity in them always made her heart race.

"Yes, Damian?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Raven had faced down demons but this was what scared her.

He didn't respond right away, instead he stood up and walked over to her. She watched as he approached, her heart pounding in her chest. He stopped in front of her, so close she could feel his breath on her face.

Without a word, he reached out and placed a hand on her thigh, his fingers tracing slow circles on her skin. She gasped, her body trembling beneath his touch. She knew she should stop him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

She watched as he slowly moved his hand up her thigh, his fingers inching closer and closer to her pussy. She closed her eyes, biting her lip as she felt his fingers brush against her wet folds.

"Damian…" She moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

He didn't respond, instead he continued to finger her, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. She moaned louder, her body writhing beneath his touch. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with pleasure.

And then, just as she was about to cum, he stopped. She opened her eyes, looking at him in confusion. He was smiling at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Not yet, Raven," he said, his voice low and husky. "We're not done yet."

She didn't know what he meant, but she didn't have time to ask. Before she could say anything, he was grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room.

They made their way to his room, their bodies pressed close together. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass, and she couldn't help but grind against him.

He pushed her inside, slamming the door shut behind them. She turned to face him, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I want you to suck my dick, Raven," he said, his voice low and commanding.

She didn't hesitate, sinking to her knees in front of him. She looked up at him, her eyes locked on his as she reached out and unzipped his pants.

She pulled his cock out, her eyes widening as she took in its size. It was huge, easily the biggest cock she'd ever seen.

She didn't waste any time, wrapping her lips around his cock and sucking hard. He moaned, his hands reaching out to grip her hair.

She sucked him harder, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge, his moans growing louder and louder.

And then, just as she thought he was about to cum, he pulled out. She looked up at him in confusion, but he wasn't looking at her.

Instead, he was looking at the bed, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Get on the bed, Raven," he said, his voice low and commanding.

She did as she was told, climbing onto the bed and lying down on her back. He followed her, crawling onto the bed and positioning himself between her legs.

He reached out, grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He didn't respond, instead he leaned down and kissed her hard. She moaned, her body trembling beneath his touch.

He released her wrists, and she reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck as they kissed.

He broke the kiss, looking down at her with a wicked grin.

"Now, where were we?" He asked, his voice low and husky.

She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to give it to him. She reached down, grabbing his cock and guiding it towards her wet pussy.

He thrust into her, filling her completely. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.

He started to fuck her, hard and fast. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts with her own.

She met his thrusts, her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails digging into his back. He groaned in pleasure as she dragged her nails down his back.
He pulled out, making her whimper in protest. But he had other plans. He flipped her over, positioning her on all fours. He teased her entrance with the tip of his dick, making her moan in anticipation. Then, with one swift thrust, he was inside her again.
He reached around, finding her clit with his fingers. He circled it, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tightening around him.
He leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Cum for me, Raven." And with those words, she shattered, her orgasm rippling through her body. He followed soon after, his dick pulsing inside her as he came.
They collapsed on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. He rolled over, pulling her close. "You're incredible, Raven," he said, his voice softer than it ever was with anyone else.
She smiled, looking up at him. He kissed her and she felt his dick twitch against her thigh as she shifted positions. "And you're insatiable, Damian," she replied, with a slight smirk.
He grinned, kissing her softly. "Only with you, Raven," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. And with that, they were off again, their bodies entwined in a dance as old as time.