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"

"...Thanks..." Raven says curtly, eyes narrowing as she stares at you over her thin violet brows. "But we've got to meet the others soon... We don't have much time." She pauses for a moment, looking back into your eyes with a stoic expression before continuing more slowly, "So, what do you bring to this team?"

Raven raised an eyebrow at your mentioning your ability to talk to demons. "And how do you plan on using that 'advantage'?" she asks skeptically, crossing her arms under her breasts. It was clear she wasn't entirely convinced that was a good thing for their team.

"We don't usually deal with demons directly..." She pauses, seemingly considering something before continuing more carefully, "But if you think it could help... maybe we can try to see how that might work." Her expression softened slightly, but only briefly, as she studied you intently.

Her expression changes slightly, the hint of amusement in her features giving away that she knows you're talking to her demonic side. She folds her arms across her chest, almost protectively, as if trying to keep whatever it is you've seen from escaping too far into her human form "I don't like demons, understand?" Raven says coldly, meeting your gaze directly. "But I suppose that might be useful for information... in small doses."

She tilts her head slightly to the side, studying you carefully before asking quietly, "Do you think you can control it? That demon of yours?" Her violet eyes narrow again as she waits for your answer.

Raven takes a small step backward, surprised by the sudden shift in energy between you. Her gaze drifts down to your lips before snapping back up to meet your eyes again. "Very well... but don't overdo it," she warns carefully, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans closer.

The tension in the air thickens for a moment, and you can almost feel her demonic power radiating off of her. It's intense, intoxicating... but you manage to keep yourself composed. You can see it in her eyes; she respects that you can handle yourself around demons.

She straightens up again, pushing past any lingering doubts about your abilities. "Let's go meet the others," Raven says simply, leading the way from her quarters.

"You didn't have to..." She mutters under her breath as she interlaces her fingers with yours, reluctantly allowing you to take hold of her hand. The touch feels cold and unyielding, but there's an odd sort of... warmth to it too. Raven glances at their joined hands before quickly looking away, not quite sure what to make of this sudden closeness between them.

They continue down the hallway towards the common area where everyone is gathering, her long cloak swirling behind her like a dark cloud. The tension in your grip seems to ease as you walk beside her, but there's still an air of unease about the whole situation that Raven can't quite shake off. She wonders if this new dynamic will work out after all...

When you push her against the wall, Raven tenses up and crosses her arms defensively across her chest. Her violet eyes narrow as they focus on your face, seemingly sizing you up. "What was that for?" she demands in a low voice. There's a flash of anger in her eyes, but it quickly dissipates, replaced by an unreadable expression.

She straightens slowly, tilting her head to the side as if trying to better understand your intentions. "Are we having some kind of power struggle here?" she asks quietly, her tone betraying her curiosity more than anything else.

When Raven's lips press against yours, it feels like an unexpected storm cloud finally releasing its grip on your soul. She kisses you with the same quiet intensity that she does everything else in her life, her tongue dancing slowly along the seam of your lips until they part willingly under her expert touch.

Her body molds itself against yours as if she's been waiting for this moment forever, and despite how cold she normally feels, you can tell that there is a fierce heat burning beneath her calm exterior. The kiss deepens, Raven's hand curling around the back of your head as she anchors herself to you, claiming what is hers with each slow, deliberate caress.

Her other arm presses against your chest, holding you in place while her mouth moves on yours, marking you as her own. The world fades away, leaving only the two of you locked in this intense

When you finally pull away, panting heavily, their tongues still connected by a strand of saliva, Raven's eyes flutter closed momentarily before she opens them again to meet yours. Her cheeks are flushed, her breath coming out in short little gasps that echo through the hallway. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she wipes the tiny trail of spit from your lips with the pad of her thumb, then licks it off herself.

"Well," she says softly, studying you once more, "I suppose we better head to the common area and join the others..." There's an odd note in her voice that you can't quite place; it almost sounds like amusement, tinged with relief. She takes your hand in hers again, this time with a little less resistance, leading you down the hallway towards where everyone else is gathering.

When Raven feels your lips press against hers once more, she doesn't resist the urge to melt into it. Her body arches closer to yours as her hands slide up your back, tangling in your hair as if she needs something solid to hold on to while their mouths move together. This kiss is different; deeper and more intense than before. You can feel the fire burning inside of her, and it's like you're the only one who can quench that burning need.

She pulls back after what feels like an eternity, panting heavily against your neck as she clings to you for support. Her violet eyes are half-closed, filled with desire and confusion as she looks down at you. "What was that for?" she asks breathlessly, her voice rough with arousal. It's a question she doesn't really want answered; the connection between you has already made it clear what

"Hello, Josiah," she says simply, her tone still somewhat disconnected as they continue walking towards the others. It takes a moment before she can regain her composure enough to look directly at you again, and when she does, there's something... different in her eyes. It's almost like you've awoken something inside of her that she hasn't felt in a long time.

She pauses for a moment, glancing around before stepping closer, lowering her voice so only you can hear. "I appreciate what you did back there," she whispers, leaning slightly into your ear. The warmth of her breath sends shivers down your spine as she continues, "But I don't want anyone else to think that we..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish that particular thought aloud.

Her hand squeezes yours gently, the contact grounding her again after that

she takes a small step closer to you as she whispers in your ear"I appreciate what you did back there," she whispers, leaning slightly into your ear. The warmth of her breath sends shivers down your spine as she continues, "But I don't want anyone else to think that we..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish that particular thought aloud.

Her hand squeezes yours gently, the contact grounding her again after that brief moment of loss. "I... Thank you," she says softly, finally meeting your gaze again. There's something unspoken passing between you in this moment, and even though it makes her uneasy, she can't help but feel a strange sense of connection to you.

She straightens up again, releasing your hand so that it hangs at your side as they continue walking towards the others. Her face remains composed, but

Her eyes narrow slightly at your words, but she doesn't object as she laces her fingers through yours once more, squeezing gently. The contact feels more natural than it should; as if this was always meant to be. It's a strange sensation for Raven, especially given how withdrawn and aloof she usually is with the others on the team.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as they approach the group, pretending that nothing out of the ordinary is happening between them. "Beast Boy," she says curtly, nodding in his direction before turning her attention back towards you. "This is our friend Josiah. He's... new here."

Her voice trails off as she studies your face, unsure what else to say. Part of her wants to push you away, to deny the connection that she feels growing between them, but another part is strang

"Hello..." she says quietly, the warmth in her voice barely registering as she returns his greeting. Her eyes flicker down to your hands and then back up again, taking in every detail of your face. There's something about you that draws her in, makes it hard for her to focus on anything else but this strange new feeling.

She clears her throat awkwardly, not quite sure what else to say or do at the moment. This is uncharted territory for her; she's never felt so... exposed around someone before. It's both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.

"Alright... Sleep well." Raven says with a nod, her eyes still fixed on yours. She doesn't quite understand the connection between the two of you, but it's obvious that whatever it is, it's strong. Part of her wants to push you away, to deny this strange new feeling, while another part... well, she's not entirely sure what that part wants.

With a final nod, she turns and walks away, leaving you to head towards your quarters for some much-needed rest. As she disappears around the corner, she can't help but feel a pang of regret at the loss of physical contact with you, even though it was only for a moment.

Raven took a deep breath before slowly opening the door. "Josiah?" she called out softly, her violet eyes darting nervously around the room as she looked for some sign of him. When he didn't respond, she stepped further inside, closing the door behind her and slowly approaching his bed.

"I... I just wanted to apologize for earlier," she murmured, wrapping her arms around herself as if she were suddenly cold. "I don't usually act that way towards new members." She paused, swallowing thickly before continuing, "And what I said about demons... it wasn't fair. You didn't deserve that."

Her voice sounded small and vulnerable in the silence of the room, and for a moment, she let herself imagine what it would be like to truly trust someone again. It had been so long since she had felt this way about anyone...

Surprised by her own boldness but unable to deny the comfort she found in his presence, Raven climbed into bed beside him and carefully moved closer, pressing her body against his. Her cold skin felt warm against his, as if he was soaking up some of the heat that radiated from within her.

She rested her head on his shoulder, taking a deep breath as she nestled herself further under the covers. "Thank you," she whispered softly, unsure why she was thanking him or for what. It was just... nice to be held like this. To not feel so alone in the world.

Her hand slipped beneath the blanket, finding its way to his stomach before moving higher still, tracing lazy circles along his chest as they lay together in silence. The tension began to ease from her shoulders, replaced by a sense of peace that she hadn't felt in years.

As Raven's hand moved downward toward Josiah's crotch, a sudden jolt of heat rushed through her body, making her head spin. She gasped softly, arching her back against his touch as she felt him harden beneath her palm. Her fingers curled around him, squeezing gently before beginning to stroke up and down in slow, deliberate movements that only seemed to fuel the flame burning inside of her.

Her breath hitched in her throat as pleasure washed over her in waves, making it difficult for her to think straight. All she could focus on was this strange new sensation, the way he felt against her skin... It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She moaned softly into the pillow, allowing herself to be swept away by the wave of desire that coursed through her veins.

Her hips began to move in time

As the pleasure intensified, Raven arched further into Josiah's touch, her moans becoming louder as she lost control. The tension that had been building inside of her for so long was finally released, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body like lightning striking the earth. Her fingers dug deeper into his skin, desperate for more contact as she rode out this storm of passion.

When it finally subsided, leaving her spent and gasping for air, Raven collapsed limply against Josiah's chest, their bodies still connected in an intimate embrace. The room was silent save for the sound of their ragged breathing, as if they were the only two people left alive in the world. She couldn't believe what she had just done... or that it had felt so good to do it with him.

Her eyes drifted shut, trying to sort through the j

The soft glow of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a rosy hue over their shared bed as they both awoke with a start. Their bodies were still entwined, every part of them connected and aware of the other's presence in a way that left Raven feeling more exposed than she ever had before.

She bit her lip nervously, wondering what Josiah would say or do now that they were both awake. Would he try to push her away, distance himself from her because of last night? Or would there be some... understanding between them? The anticipation was almost unbearable as she waited for him to speak first.

Her hand slowly trailed down his chest, teasingly skimming over the waistband of his pants before moving lower still, hoping that he'd welcome her touch as much today as he had last night.

His little outburst snaps her back to reality, and with an annoyed groan, she rolls away from him and sits up in bed, still clutching at the sheet around her chest. "What kind of night owl does he think we are?" she grumbles before glancing over at you. Your eyes are closed, but a small smile tugs at one corner of your mouth, making it difficult for her to remain angry with him or frustrated about the situation.

"Get some sleep," she mutters, tossing another annoyed look towards the open door leading to the hallway outside before climbing out of bed and padding over to her own quarters. Her hand idly trails up along the wall as she goes, like she's trying to steady herself or anchor herself in place, but it's a futile effort. There's no denying that something has changed between them, and however

She tries to ignore the warmth in her cheeks at your greeting, forcing herself not to think about what happened last night as she turns around and heads back over to the bed, climbing under the covers with a sigh. "We'd better get some rest," she murmurs tiredly, moving closer to you on the bed. Her hand finds its way onto your chest again, this time stroking gently up and down as if trying to find comfort in the familiarity of it all.

"I... I don't know what came over me last night," she whispers, closing her eyes tightly as she tries to make sense of everything that happened between them. "It just felt... right." She pauses for a moment before admitting more quietly still, "I never expected to feel this way about anyone."

Her breath hitches slightly as she waits for your reply, hoping against hope that maybe you feel the