RAVEN’S ROOM:
“Ahh, Raven,” Robin said, as the door closed behind her, “This is your room, why are we here; you don’t have a phone!”
“No I don’t,” Raven said, as she crossed the room to her bed, “But like you always say during our tactical lessons; When ever you see an opportunity, grab it with both hands!” She then grinned down at Robin, “And right now, well, I have an opportunity right in my hands, and I intend to exploit it for all it’s worth!”
Robin blinked in surprise. “Y-you can’t be serious!?”
“Oh, I’m deadly serious,” Raven said, as she climbed onto her bed, crossing her legs as she held her right hand up before her face, and scrutinised Robin more intensely.
“Raven,” Robin cried out, “We don’t have time to screw around!”
“Oh, but I do,” Raven said with a smile. Robin took a few steps back, as if to run. Lightning-quick, Raven’s thumb and forefinger closed around Robin, hauling him up into the air, just before her face. “You know, I’ve never realised how cute you look without a mask on.”
Then suddenly she lowered him down, until he was sitting on a pillow. The bed shook as Raven dropped onto it; she rested her elbows to either side of the pillow and supported her face with her hands, peering down at him from what seemed ten feet above. It was uncomfortably close. “Now what?” Robin said after a moment.
Raven grinned, and ran a finger very lightly down his body. “I really didn’t have anything… too naughty in mind.”
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