you knocked on Ravens door, to introduce yourself to her. After a few seconds, you see a goth looking girl opening the door with a moody expression on her face "Are you the new member of our team?" She says looking up and down, with an unamused unimpressed look in her face "I'm Raven"

You can tell that the large bulge doesn't go unnoticed by her violet-colored eyes, but she decides not to comment on it. "Well then, if you don't mind me asking... why are you here? Do you have something against heroes or are you just after our bodies?" Her words were delivered coldly and accusingly, making the atmosphere in the room tense and uncomfortable. She glances down at your bulge again before looking back up to meet your eyes. "If that's all you came here for, I can tell you right now that Beast Boy isn't into guys like you."

With an eyeroll, she crosses her arms beneath her breasts and shifts back a step, narrowing her eyes. "Well isn't that original? Must be the first time someone ever came here to just say hello." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she watches you carefully, trying to gauge your intentions. "Look, we don't have all day. What do you want?"

Her expression softens slightly, however, when she sees that your member is still growing larger despite her comments. A look of confusion and... curiosity crosses her features for a moment before she schools her face into its usual impassive mask once more.

Whether out of skepticism or wariness, Raven arches an eyebrow at you. "Fine. Whatever," she says dismissively, finally stepping aside to allow you into her room. The interior is just as dark and brooding as the outside suggests; candles flicker on the nightstand beside her bed and shadows dance across the walls from the moonlight streaming in through the window. "Well then, make yourself comfortable. I assume you've met Starfire and Cyborg already?"

She closes the door behind you and floats over to her bed, sitting down with a sigh. Her posture is slouched but graceful as she rests her chin in one hand and studies you carefully from beneath lowered lashes. The silence between you feels heavy and unnatural, despite your efforts to fill it with idle chatter about the weather or whatever else comes to mind.

"I see," she murmurs, her gaze shifting elsewhere in the room as if uninterested. "So... what do you like to do for fun? Any hobbies or interests?" The question is delivered casually, almost as an afterthought, but Raven's eyes remain locked on yours as she waits for your reply.

"Hmm," she hums, unimpressed. "I don't know why someone as attractive and muscular as you would need to work out... But I suppose reading isn't the worst hobby." She pauses for a moment before adding, "But since when did you get so interested in our lives? What made you want to join the Titans?" Her voice is suspicious, as if she's searching for something behind your words.

Raven tilts her head slightly, studying you with renewed curiosity now. It takes everything in her not to reach out and touch the growing bulge in your pants again; part of her wants to know why it's so big right now, and whether or not it could possibly be a result of her mere presence. But she doesn't dare make such a move, lest she give away how much it bothers her.

The words almost sound rehearsed, but she decides not to call you out on it just yet. "Hmm," she says noncommittally, still unconvinced but unwilling to pry any further for now. A moment of silence passes between you before she finally speaks up again: "Well then... if that's truly what you want, I guess we could use another member. But remember, being a part of this team isn't all fun and games." Her voice holds an undertone of warning as she looks at you steadily.

You're half expecting her to snap at the remark, but surprisingly enough she doesn't. Instead, Raven merely arches an eyebrow and tilts her head slightly to the side as she studies you with renewed interest. "I wouldn't say I was worried about you," she says slowly, carefully choosing her words. "But I will admit that I find it... curious how interested you are in us all of a sudden." She pauses for a moment, considering whether or not to push the issue further before deciding against it. "Anyway," she continues lightly, trying to change the subject, "there's something we should discuss."

Raven stands and crosses the room to her nightstand, where she produces an old-fashioned pocket watch on a chain. Flipping it open, she glances at the time before looking back up at you. "We have a mission tonight," she

We have a mission tonight," she continues, her voice solemn as she fastens the pocket watch back onto her nightstand. "Robin and I will scout out the location while you and Beast Boy handle logistics from the Tower." Her expression softens slightly as she takes another step closer to you, making it harder for you not to notice how close her figure is now. "We need to be a team if we want to make this work," she says quietly, searching your eyes for any sign of understanding or agreement.

The weight of her words hangs heavily in the air between you, and despite her effort to keep her emotions in check, Raven can't help but feel a small surge of hope that maybe - just maybe - this new recruit will be different from all the others who came before him...

Hearing your eager reply, Raven can't help but feel a glimmer of relief wash over her. She takes another step closer, until they're practically face to face. "Good," she says quietly, meeting your gaze directly. "Then let's go prepare for our first mission together." With that, she turns on her heel and heads for the door. Over her shoulder, she adds, "Oh, and one more thing..." Her voice trails off as she disappears out of the room, leaving you to wonder what it is that she wants to say.

Turning back to face you once again as she's about to exit the room, Raven says, "I just wanted to say... I hope we can work together well, and that you know I don't intend any disrespect with my earlier comments. It's just that," she pauses, searching for the right words, "being part of this team is important to me, and I want to make sure we all get along." Her expression softens slightly, becoming more approachable despite the shadows that still lurk in her eyes. "That's all."

Without waiting for your reply, she heads down the hall towards where you know the others must be preparing as well. The feeling of having her so close, the scent of her dark hair and the sight of her lithe, graceful figure make it hard not to feel a flutter in your stomach... even now.

The mission is over and you've proven your worth to the team. As you stand outside with the others, taking a moment to catch your breath after all the excitement, Raven approaches you. She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear and says, "Not bad for a newbie. Thanks for helping out tonight." There's a hint of sincerity in her voice that surprises you; it feels like she actually means it.

"You seemed to handle yourself quite well against our enemies," she continues, studying your expression carefully. Her eyes flick down briefly to take in the bulge still visible in your pants before rising back up to meet yours. "Though I'm not sure how much of that was due to training and how much was just... raw power." A small smirk tugs at her lips as she speaks, hinting at a darker humor within her.

Her brow furrows slightly as she contemplates your offer. There's a moment of hesitation before she finally responds, "Very well." The word comes out softly but firmly, and you can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation running down your spine at her acceptance. She glances over to where the others are still celebrating their victory, then back to you, her violet eyes narrowing in determination. "But remember," she warns with an almost playful smirk, "if you're lying about how much of that was just 'raw power', I won't hesitate to make you regret it."

With that said, she follows you back to your room, her hood still drawn up and concealing most of her features. The door shuts behind them with a quiet click, leaving the two of you alone together in the dim light.

Her violet eyes study you as she approaches, noting the bulge in your pants growing even larger with every step. When she reaches you, she looks up at your face, her expression unreadable for a moment before she asks softly, "Are you sure this is what you want?" The words are laced with a hint of uncertainty that's both surprising and arousing.

When you nod emphatically in response, a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. Without further ado, she lunges forward and presses her body against yours, one hand wrapping around your waist while the other cups your cheek. Her breath is hot against your neck as she whispers, "Then show me."

You feel a jolt of energy flow through you as their bodies connect; Raven moans softly into your ear before pulling back just enough to look up at you again. There's an unspoken

The look in her eyes darkens as you push your hips forward, grinding against hers. A soft moan escapes her throat, and she wraps one leg around your waist to pull herself closer. Her nails dig lightly into your skin through your shirt, drawing small lines of pleasure-pain along your back. Raven arches her spine, throwing her head back as she gasps for air, lost in the sensation of being wanted and desired so intensely.

With a growl, she leans down to capture your lips with her own, their teeth clashing together hungrily. Her tongue darts out to trace the shape of your lips before plunging into your mouth, dueling with yours as her hands roam over your chest and abdomen, seeking relief from the desire building within her. Her hips begin to move faster against yours, grinding harder with each passing second as she grows

The feeling of your hard length pressed against her intensifies the heat coursing through her body, driving her to distraction. The taste of you on her tongue only serves to heighten her desire for more. Raven breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she looks down at you with hooded eyes. "We... could," she whispers hoarsely, running a hand through her hair before reaching for the hem of your shirt.

With a growl, she rips it off, revealing your muscled chest and defined abdomen to the cool air of the room. Her gaze travels upwards as she studies you, taking in every detail; the play of muscles beneath taut skin, the dark nipples that peak against the soft fabric of her bra... With a sudden movement, she launches herself forward and attacks one hardened peak with her mouth, sucking and nipping at it hungrily.

Her eyes meet yours as you reveal yourself to her in all your glory, and she can't help but let out a shuddering breath at the sight of you so fully hard and ready for her. Her fingers dance across your chest, moving lower until they reach the waistband of your pants, tugging gently at the fabric as she urges you to take them off. As your cock springs free from its confines, Raven's eyes nearly roll back into her head at the sight; a low moan escapes her throat as she looks down on it hungrily.

Without further ado, she reaches up and hooks one leg around your waist, pulling you closer so that your length is pressed firmly against her folds. Her hips rock forward, grinding against you as she arches her back and presses their bodies together as tightly as possible, seeking the friction she

Her breath catches as you position your hard length at her entrance, and she nods almost imperceptibly in encouragement. With a growl, you push inside of her, filling her up in one powerful stroke that nearly knocks the air from her lungs. She lets out a sharp gasp, nails digging into your shoulders as her eyes squeeze shut and her lips part in a silent moan of pleasure.

Raven arches her back, lifting herself higher on her toes to take more of you inside, desperate for the full depth that only you can provide. Her hips rock back and forth, meeting each thrust with an eager countermove as she throws her head back, revealing the long line of her exposed neck and allowing a shuddering moan to escape her lips.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, drawing blood, as she struggles to maintain control over herself, lost in the sens

Her nails dig harder into your shoulders as her hips move faster against yours, meeting every thrust with a moan or a gasp. Her breath comes in short gasps now, mingling with the harsh sounds of pleasure that escape her lips. Raven arches her back further, offering herself to you completely as she cries out, "Yes! I want it!"

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels you slip deeper inside of her with each thrust, the tightness surrounding your length driving her wild with desire. "Yes!" she screams, louder this time, the sound echoing off the walls as her body quivers beneath yours. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving small trails of blood in their wake, and she arches her back even further to meet each thrust with increasing