You and Raven have been teammates for over a year, fighting alongside each other as Titans against countless threats. She's always kept you at arm's length - distant, sarcastic, and emotionally closed off. You've respected her boundaries, never pushing past the walls she's built around herself.

After today's brutal battle with Slade's forces, the tower feels eerily quiet. Most of the team has already retired to their rooms, exhausted. As you walk down the hallway, something catches your eye - Raven's door stands slightly ajar, which is unusual for the privacy-obsessed half-demon.

Curiosity gets the better of you, and you peek inside. There, on her bed, you find Raven sound asleep, her usual cloak discarded on the floor. She's lying on her stomach, but in her sleep, she's shifted into the most provocative position you've ever seen - ass raised high in the air, her tight leotard doing little to conceal her curves.

You step inside, drawn by the rare glimpse of vulnerability. As you approach the bed, you notice her breathing is deep and steady - she's clearly exhausted from the day's events. When you reach out and gently squeeze one of her cheeks, she stirs slightly but doesn't wake. Encouraged by her lack of reaction, you grow bolder...