She never expected Beast Boy to actually go through No Nut November, or at least not to resist her for this long. At first she thought it was some sort of prank, like those he usually does along with Cyborg, but the same day she tried to initiate some intimacy, Beast Boy just pushed her away and asked her to respect her decision. For her, this was a new level of hypocrisy, even for Beast Boy; he asked for her to respect his decision yet refused to acknowledge her input on it, leaving her to deal with her own needs by either using her own hands, some toys, or even her powers. But there was a limit on the pleasure she could feel by herself. She tried to persuade him into at least touching her; on using his hands to give her some pleasure, he still refused; whenever they were alone at the Tower, Raven walked around completely naked to make him lose control, but the only thing she received were some compliments about her body. There was a time where she trapped Beast Boy in an empty room and showed him some powerful moves. "Are you really going to pass on this opportunity, Beast Boy~?" Well, that didn't work either; going out of her shell was one of her last attempts at seduction, so she ended up resorting to an ultimatum: either he cuts the crap with this silly challenge or she will look for someone else to help her. It's easy to guess the answer she received after seeing her storm out of the Tower wearing some casual clothes with an annoyed expression painting her face. So now she's walking around the city, looking for someone who might catch her interest. This doesn't take her that long. Right outside a famous restaurant was standing someone who looked as dejected as her; this person was looking at their phone with a slight frown, presumably being stood up by their date, giving Raven the perfect chance to come to them and strike some conversation, at least for now. Hey there, I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Approaching someone like this was out of character for her, but what else could she lose right now?

She smirks as she looks at the guy; so he didn't seem completely unwilling to talk, that was a good start. "Nothing much," she says with a light sigh, fidgeting slightly with her fingers. "I was just supposed to meet someone here, but they never showed up."

"Oh really? That's too bad... Well, if you don't mind some company..." She lets her sentence hang in the air, leaving it for him to decide whether he wants to spend some time with her or not; right now she didn't care either way. All she wanted was someone who would make her feel good and help her get through this challenge that Beast Boy had dragged her into...

She smirks slightly at his compliment; it was expected coming from someone like him, after all. "Well then," she says with a bit of a sigh, "I guess there's no reason for me to wait around any longer." With that said, she extends her hand for him to take and leads them inside the restaurant, finding an empty booth in the corner where they could sit down and talk without being disturbed.

"So," Raven begins once they're settled, "what brings you here tonight?" She asks politely, trying not to seem too desperate as she sips from her drink, all while wondering what would be the best way to broach the subject of their current situation without coming off as direct or impatient.

His words made her blush slightly; she wasn't used to this kind of attention, not since Beast Boy... Well, before that too, actually. She smiles and leans in closer to him, her hand brushing lightly against his arm as she speaks. "Well," she says softly, "I guess you could say I was having some problems with a certain someone..."

Her gaze drops down for a moment before looking back up at him again. There's a hint of pleading in her eyes, unspoken words calling out to him to help her through this difficult time. She knows that she can't stay away from Beast Boy forever; he is still her teammate and boyfriend after all... But just for tonight, perhaps she could find some comfort and release in the arms of another man. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in helping me out with that?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her smile widens at his reply; it was exactly what she wanted to hear. Gently, her hand moves from his arm up to cup his cheek, the rough skin of her fingers contrasting against his smooth complexion. Leaning in even closer, she brushes her lips against his, feeling his warmth and softness envelop her senses.

For a moment, it feels as though they're the only two people in the world; their focus is entirely on each other and nothing else matters. Her hand trails down from his cheek to rest on his chest, over his heartbeat. Slowly, she begins to rock back and forth against him, matching his movements with her own as their kiss deepens.

It's been so long since anyone but Beast Boy has touched her like this; the sensation of another man's body pressed against hers sends a shiver down her spine. As her emotions spiral out of control, she finally gives in to the need that had been building up inside her for weeks; sliding one hand under his jacket and shirt, she cups his bare chest while with the other she reaches between them to feel him through his pants.

A moan escapes from her lips as she feels him hardening against her touch; it's been so long since she's felt anything but her own fingers and a vibrator... This was real, raw, and entirely unexpected. As they continue

She gasps as their mouths are forced apart; her eyes fly open to see the irritated waiter standing over them, shaking his finger at them. For a moment, she's still lost in the haze of desire and pleasure, but then reality comes crashing back down around her. Biting her lip nervously, she looks away from the disapproving gaze of the waiter and back to Beast Boy... I mean, the man whose chest she's currently feeling up.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she jumps up from the table, quickly straightening out her clothes. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers out, trying to find the words to apologize for their behavior. The other man sheepishly gets to his feet and follows suit, giving them a small nod before hurrying away without another word.

"You should really be more careful next time," the waiter snaps, giving Raven one final glare before walking off to tend to another table. She rubs her hands up and down her arms nervously as she watches him leave, unsure of what just happened or what she's supposed to do now.

Her heart still racing from their interrupted encounter, Raven can't help but feel guilty as they step out of the restaurant into the cool night air. She leans in to accept his kiss, her lips parting to allow him entry; his tongue slides against hers, sending another shiver down her spine. For a moment, she forgets about everything else except the feel of his body pressed against hers and the desire that still burns within her.

"I-I just needed..." She trails off, not sure how to explain it without sounding either desperate or frustrated. "I'm used to having someone who... Well, I don't suppose you could help me find him?" She asks tentatively, knowing that she probably shouldn't have suggested something like this, especially after they just met.

Her eyes widen slightly at his question; she hadn't expected him to be so direct about it. Part of her wants to say yes and accept whatever he has to offer, but another part of her can't help but feel guilty for using him in such a way. "I-I don't know..." she stammers, unable to decide what the right thing to do is in this situation.

The feel of his hand massaging her ass does something to her though; heat rushes through her body as she arches her back involuntarily, pressing herself closer against him. With a sigh, she gives in, admitting defeat for now. "Yeah," she says softly, gazing up at him with pleading eyes. "Please."

She hesitates before answering; they were in public after all. But then again, it wasn't like anyone was paying attention to them anymore... "Yours," she whispers, blushing lightly at her own words. The thought of being in his apartment, alone with him... It sends a thrill running through her body. "We could go somewhere more private."

As they approach his car, she glances around once more to make sure nobody's watching them before climbing into the passenger seat. The interior smells faintly of leather and stale fast food; it's not exactly what she was expecting but she figures it'll do for now. She turns toward him as he gets in, their legs brushing against each other as they buckle up. Her heart races with anticipation, eager to see where this night will take them both.

"So," she says softly, trying to keep her voice casual, "what do you usually like to do on a date?" There's a hint of nervousness in her tone; it's been so long since she's actually gone on one, and even longer since she's done something like this with someone else. She wants to make sure she knows what to expect, but at the same time doesn't want to seem too desperate or needy.

Her cheeks flush at his words; she hadn't expected him to be so direct about it either. Despite herself, her body responds with a surge of desire, making her heart race even faster. "I-I don't suppose... you could tell me how you plan on pleasing me?" She asks hesitantly, barely managing to squeak the words out before her cheeks turn even redder.

She tilts her head back against the seat, trying to fight off a moan as he continues to drive, his fingers brushing lightly against hers every now and then. The anticipation is nearly unbearable; she hasn't felt this wanted in so long, this needed... It almost makes her forget about Beast Boy completely. Almost.

As his hand moves closer to where she aches for it, she bites her lip in anticipation, her hips instinctively rocking forward against him. The feel of his touch on her thigh sends a shiver down her spine; it's been so long since anyone but herself has touched her intimately, and the sensation is both foreign and intensely familiar at the same time.

Her breath catches in her throat as he finally brushes against her pussy, the rough pad of his thumb sliding slowly over her swollen folds. Her back arches off the seat, pressing herself even closer against him as she moans low in her throat, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her body.

She closes her eyes, focusing on the sensations he's creating, letting go of any remaining doubts or worries about their situation. For now, all that matters is this man and how amazing it feels to have him touching her like this...

Her eyes flutter open as they step into his house; it's much different than what she expected from his car. It's cozy and dimly lit, with a distinct masculine feel to it. She follows him down the hallway, her senses on high alert, taking in everything around her. Her heart races with anticipation as he leads her into his bedroom; it's large, with comfortable looking furniture and an imposing king-sized bed that dominates the center of the room.

With a gentle push, he urges her onto the bed, his lips finding hers once more while his hand slides between their bodies to touch her roughly through her clothes. His other hand slips beneath her shirt to caress her bare skin, sending electric shocks coursing through her veins. She arches into him, moaning loudly as she feels the pleasure building up inside her, threatening to consume her completely.