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Late at night, a visitor arrived at Raven's room. He always knocked three times in a regular rhythm, and when he heard her reply, he opened the door.
The soft light from the ceiling illuminated him. Emerald eyes met hers. Ever since they met again in the reconstructed world, Raven had always been the one in his eyes.
He stood before Raven, who was sitting on the bed, and embraced her gently. Words were unnecessary. His lips continued to fall repeatedly on her forehead and cheeks.
"Welcome back."
He replied with a strong embrace, "I'm home." Even though the world had changed, he was still Robin, and she was still Raven.
His stance of capturing criminals in the middle of the night hadn't changed, but recently he'd been coming home a little earlier.
He always visited Raven's room after returning home. He stayed by her side forever and ever, as if to check on her safety, to confirm her presence.
"Damian."
After a faint call, Raven kissed Damian. The arms around his back tightened. Lately, she knew she was longing for him too much.
It wasn't a poison that hit instantly, but rather a slow-acting one; the urge grew stronger and stronger. It wasn't just desire. Raven continued to desire him as the ultimate way to confirm his presence and love.
Damian didn't refuse. Each night, he would kiss her forehead and tell her he felt the same. He, too, was hungry for confirmation of her existence.
Their kisses and touches deepened. Feeling the bed creak, Raven wrapped her arms around his neck. Their breathing grew heavier. She took off her clothes. They fell to the floor one after another with a clatter. He followed suit.
In an instant, they faced each other, completely naked. Raven listened to his chest. She could hear his heart beating. He was alive. He was alive.
She remembered the last scene of her original world. As the flash streaked across the horizon, the world was bathed in white. In that moment, they shared their final kiss.
Even if everything vanished, they swore to each other a promise of their unchanging love.
"Raven,"
Damian's calm voice rang out. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, then embraced her tightly. Feeling the warmth of each other's skin, she leaned against his shoulder, gently stroking his back. It was a signal to continue.
Damian carefully laid her down on the bed and caressed every inch of her body. Each time his fingertips traced her nipples and the curve of her waist, she let out a small cry.
Raven realized that he himself enjoyed the way her voice changed from embarrassment to pleasure with each passing moment.
With the warm lotion, his fingertips sank into her hidden parts. Her shoulders arched. It wasn't pain or surprise, but anticipation of the pleasure that was about to be unleashed. Each slow movement of his fingers caused Raven's vision to waver.
Each time, her inner walls contracted. Like a manifestation of her true desire to feel him more intensely, her insides wouldn't let go of his fingertips.
When he added another finger, Raven hugged him even tighter. Watching Raven's trembling voice, Damian heightened her pleasure to the maximum.
The moment his fingertips sank deep inside, Raven's body jumped violently. Stroking her trembling body, Damian showered her with kisses again and again.
Her breathing gradually calmed. Raven kissed his cheek and leaned her weight against his waist.
"Are you in pain?"
She smiled at his concern.
"I'm not in pain. Thank you."
He saw right through her. He had known the passion lurking deep within her for a long time.
As the night passed, he realized that the same feelings had taken root in his heart as hers. That's why he supported her. He helped them become one.
After pressing her hot inside against his heat source, she slowly sank in. His fingers, supporting her waist, tightened. By the time she reached her deepest point, her vision had been blurred by pleasure countless times.
Two lovers laying everything bare and connecting. They were both fully aware that they were drowning in that pleasure.
Eventually, Raven began to move. Damian, supporting her waist, let out a small cry as her inner walls undulated. She loved that sound. It was proof that they were both feeling pleasure. She continued to move up and down repeatedly, savoring his heat.
Each time she felt his heat source tapping deep inside her, Raven felt like she was about to lose consciousness. Endless ecstasy and connection filled her entire body.
Damian slowly rose to his feet. The change in gravity caused the heat to sink deeper into her. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she swayed and lost her balance, and kissed her deeply.
The sensation of their tongues intertwining again and again, no matter how many times they experienced it, always overwhelmed their thoughts with pleasure.
They sank into the bed. Their position no longer mattered. They simply pressed themselves against each other, their tongues intertwining, exchanging the heat stirring within them.
They weren't just caught up in the heat; they were drowning in it. Sweat and love juices soaked the sheets. They exchanged heat again and again, calling each other's names until their voices were hoarse.
Suddenly, a torrent of pleasure so intense it threatened to make them lose consciousness trembled them both. Raven's back arched. Damian instinctively embraced her, wrapping his arms around her. His heat was released into her.
As she vaguely felt the warmth seeping into her, Raven gently stroked Damian's head. Her deep emerald eyes met those of his amethyst eyes. Both of their eyes were clear and content.
After a while, they felt each other's body heat, then he carefully withdrew from her. He dried himself with a towel nearby and handed her a bottle of water. The clear water quenched her parched throat.
After placing the bottle on the table, Raven hugged him. His arms immediately wrapped around her. The yearning, almost like impatience, that had swirled within her when he first entered the room had now transformed into a feeling of profound satisfaction.
"Damian,"
"What is it?"
His fingertips gently ran through her hair.
"Thank you. It was a wonderful night."
As soon as she finished speaking, his lips fell upon her forehead. He pressed his lips firmly against hers, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
When their lips parted, Damian rubbed his forehead against hers.
"Raven. I swear it again and again. I will always be by your side. I will always be with you."
The moment she heard his vow, she hugged him tightly.
"Yes, yes... Me too. Rachel Ross will always be by Damian Wayne's side. This is not something to gamble on, it's a given."
They embraced each other. They hugged each other tightly, as if confirming each other's presence.
Now, they were embracing for undeniable, fulfilling happiness.