Dick and Tim threw a Titans party at the Wayne manor that one time when Bruce was away (with Alfred) then 3 years later their dear friend Raven dating the youngest brother who they thought was asleep in his room that party night :)
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Upon being given a mission that brings the Titans well over the Mexican Boarder, the team discovers a strange new religion the Cartel has become more than enamored with. However, upon further discovery they uncover a sinister element among those who worship this Saint and come face to face with Death herself.
No one asked for this, and is certainly not needed, but since I'm having a hard time to write, I'll just write whatever the heck I want lol. So, yeah, another Batman 666 x White Raven story inspired by Dk's art.
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The silence in the cave has never felt more dreadful. There was no air running but her bones felt as if they were to fall from the shaking and her heart would burst out of her chest.
Heāll be back.
She repeated for herself for like the hundredth time that day, holding onto the last strings of hope inside her but, something felt off.
Raven shrugged, trying to vanish every malignus thought from her mind. He promised. And he had never lied, not to her. But even with that truth, that tingling doubt inside her only seemed to keep on growing with every passing time.
This is the last time, he whispered against her lips, in a kiss that was not, with his warm caressing her skin, and her heart melted just like the first time as she believed in his words. Time didnāt seem to exist when it was about him.
But the moment he left, emptiness and fear sneaked under her skin.
He will come back and then we will leave.
The more the words were repeated, the weaker they felt.
From the darkness, Alfred the cat walked towards the control table, meowing once he was in front of the screen. For one second, Raven forgot about her doubts as she followed the little animal from behind.
Suddenly a shiver ran through her body, and a frightful sensation overwhelmed her.
Damian.
As if her thoughts were a spell, Damian wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, burying his face in the nape of her neck. Ravenās hand rushed to touch him, feeling relief that he was there with her. He was back.
But the peace didnāt last long as the screen started filling with news reports.
18 policemen died in an explosion.
āWhat did you do, Damian?ā
But Damian didnāt answer. Instead, he started kissing her neck, trying to pretend he didnāt hear the sorrow in her voice. He had promised it, after all.
After being part of the Titans for most of their life, it came to a point where they grew apart, not because of lack of love, but because they needed to find their own purpose in life. And so they did. They made a life of their own and followed what their hearts and principles said, until that morning where Raven appeared at the batcave, and it felt as if time never existed between them.
āYou donāt have to do this.ā She had said with those crystal-clear eyes he had loved for so long. āCome with me, weāll create our own path.ā
And for a moment, he dared to believe they could. He truly wanted to run away with her and leave everything behind. Perhaps in another life he would be brave enough to do so, but this life was not the one.
He had made the oath to protect Gotham, and sold his soul to make sure of that. Even if he did dare to leave, he would always be haunted by the devil, and he could never give Raven the life she wanted.
All he could give her was a broken promise. And his broken heart, for he knew his decision would only tear their paths wider apart.
āLet me have you.ā He whispered with a weak voice against her ear, pressing his body against hers. Raven tangled her hand in his, and her feather touch made him burn.
āYou have me.ā
But that will never be enough, isn't it?
She thought as she guided his hand to her core, and with ease and great urgency, he sneaked his fingers through her leotard and thrusted two fingers inside her. Raven spread her legs apart instinctively to give him space, knowing by heart the road of his hands through her body. They could be apart for years but this, she would never forget.
It didnāt take longer when Damian sank a third finger inside her, his thumb rubbing careless circles around her clit, and as her body started to reach that peak, there was a knot forming inside her.
āDamian.ā She said in a whisper as he lapped at her skin, leaving a thread of lovebites along the way.
āCome for me.ā And she did. But as pleasure exploded inside her, the colors she saw were not bright, everything felt gray as the grief that was beneath her skin. Tears streamed down her face and Damian knew those were not pleasure tears, as he had witnessed in the past, but he was not going to stop, he couldnāt stop.
He took the bottom of her leotard and tore it apart with ease, and in one swift movement, he thrusted her, bending her against the computer in front of them.
āTell meā¦ Why?ā Damian grabbed her neck, tightening his grip just enough to bring her to the edge. He felt her tears slip through her cheeks.
āDonāt cry, Raven.ā He sank himself to the hilt, and took a moment to enjoy Ravenās body trembling beneath him. āThey all deserved it.ā
And he mean it. He did not regret his actions. He had made up his mind and believed in what he was doing, but only her could make him question his own choices. But the only thing he regretted was not being able to stay by her side.
Because the world was ugly but she was beautiful, like a beacon of light who deserved more. She deserved a life he could not keep, not anymore. But he would still want her with every inch of himself, until his soul was weared out in hell. Even when his soul was no longer his, it would always belong to her.
Raven tried to take a deep breath and make her cries stop but it felt pointless when all she could feel was the pain of what it could have been. She loved him and held no doubt he loved her back as fervently as when they first fell in love. But sometimes love was not enough.
She knew if he asked, she would stay, but perhaps, that was the reason he didnāt ask. They have built their lives on their own, hoping one day they would meet again and walk the same path once again, but that idea was so far away. Even with their bodies entwined, their lives were galaxies apart, and their love was not going to cut that distance, not without tearing them apart first.
The world was cruel, and yet, she would still love him.
As painful as it could be.
āPleaseā¦āā
āCome closerā¦ā
The night covered the sky of Gotham and their bodies kept to be one, wanting to forget that once they were over, it would be, perhaps, their last goodbye.
āI love you.ā He said with his forehead against hers with her nails digging deeper in his skin as he thrusted up the hilt.
āI love you.ā
Breakdown arrived and from the couple of hours they got to rest, Raven stood awake, afraid to miss her last moments. Something inside her told her Damian was just as awake as her, but if he was, she didnāt try to find out. It would be easier like that.
When she gathered her strength, she rose from bed, took a last glance at it, and looked back at Damian for one last time before opening a portal and disappearing into the void.
Once she was gone, Damian opened his eyes, but didnāt try to search for her.
It was for the best, even if it would never feel like it.
Robin (Damian Wayne) and Raven (Rachel Roth) in Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020)
Raven: Iām sorry for not coming with you.
Damian: When I asked you to join me in leading the league of assassinsā¦I wasnāt doing it because youāre a good fighter. Iā¦ I had feelings for you. If you didnāt, you made the right decision.
Raven: It wasnāt that at all! I left because my father wants to kill you. After everythingā¦I couldnāt risk that.
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