Robin pushed deeper into Raven, eliciting more moans from her. In their intimacy, he could feel the surge of her powers; the emotions that she hid away finally coming to life.

He kissed up her neck, his hands reaching down to her hips. Beneath her lay his pillow, which they had used to thrust her up more.

He gave another hard thrust into her, making her gasp.

Raven wrapped her arms around Robin's neck, resting her legs on his shoulders. It was as though they had both silently agreed to not stop until he was as deep as possible.

Raven threw her head back, her mouth falling open. She moaned again, quietly, but still could not contain her pleasure. All over her body, her nerves worked away, tingling with pleasure.

Her legs trembled, and black energy seeped from her again.

Robin felt it like a rush of wind against his body. He groaned against her neck, riding out the sensation just as he rode her.

"You're quiet," he groaned.

Almost immediately he felt another surge of her power, going through him like a cutting wind. It made his skin tingle. He gave more hard thrusts into her to drown out the feeling.

He groaned again, and Raven repeated his groans.

Her hands, which had been grasping at the sheets, now came to his hair. She laced her fingers through it just as she brought her legs down from his shoulders, flattening as best she could against the bed. Her fingers dug into his hair, scratching at his scalp, running her hands through it in the most enticing patterns. From her lips fell sweet, dirty nothings.

Robin's pace was increasing, but yet Raven seemed to be the one aware of it more than him.

"Robin," she groaned his name for the first time that night. Knowing what effect it had on him. He nipped at her neck once more.

"I like it when you say my name," he told him.

A wicked smile flashed across his face.

"Do it again."

"Robin!" Raven groaned, on request. "Robin!"

"More," he told her.

"Robin—" Another surge of her dark powers, seeming to erupt from her very skin, filled the room. Just like wind this time; it made a swirling, blowing motion all around them. Papers and curtains and the bedsheets fluttered, and even sturdier objects were moved.

"Careful," he told her.

His hands slid underneath her, lifting her up off the pillow they had propped her up on. He pulled her body up closer to his, making her arch her back. It was another angle, giving a different sensation of pleasure.

Raven moaned again, louder than she had that night. Her hands now groped at her breasts, digging her nails into them, playing with them, squeezing at them, then stroking them in featherlight touches that felt like silk to her skin.

Robin loved the sight. He pounded himself into her, watching her breasts bounce with the motion.

Raven only bit her lips and groped herself harder, running her hands up and down her body. Reaching timidly down between their legs and flicking at her clit before gripping at the sheets once more.

She came.

Robin could feel by the clench of her muscles and the crackling of her powers, she came hard. Raven's entire body seemed on fire, her nerves aflame with the intensity of orgasm.

As the waves subsided, Robin feasted on her breasts, licking them, sucking at her nipples until they were both erect; wet and hard and slightly red.

Raven's heart pounded in her chest.

She sighed as she worked her nerves into a frenzy once more, focused her powers, and came again.

"Ro-bin!" she groaned.

The dark magic seemed to crackle around. Robin dropped Raven back down flat onto the sheets of his bed. The pillow that had held her hips up was lost within the new tangles of the bedsheets. Raven found it easily enough, pushing it under herself as Robin started a new pace again.

He breathed hard; Raven could feel him panting as he lay his head down close to hers. In the darkness, she could see fine beads of sweat at the base of his hairline. His arms trembled only slightly as he bent down to kiss her on the lips.

They both had been at it for hours.

All thanks to Raven, that night. Robin had a demanding erection that night, one that he needed to satisfy, and Raven of course was egging him on. Working him up so that now they both had spent hours going at it.

Raven let out a small whimper as she felt herself come close to the edge again.

Robin was pounding himself into her, trying to thrust himself into orgasm. Raven supposed that enough time had passed.

With another dark surge of her emotional powers, Robin's release came so quickly and so intensely that he yelled out. His voice rang pleasantly around the room, and his body finally collapsed down on her, completely spent.

He lay his head on her breasts.

Raven laced her fingers through his hair again, and stroked him.

"That was wonderful," she whispered to him. He couldn't answer yet, but Raven still saw a flicker of a small smile pass his face.

She brought her legs up and hugged them around Robin, tightening into a near choke-hold. She stared up at the dark ceiling, closing and opening her eyes slowly and at random, listening as Robin's labored breaths came easier and easier.

Until finally he had relaxed.

Raven rolled them both over, so that she now lay on top of him. Robin peered up at her through half-closed lids, watching as she still took in the sight of his body.

Reaching in between his legs, she stroked at his cock again, working him up once more.

"Raven…" Robin groaned. He gave another labored sigh and pulled the bedsheets over his face. His muscles twitched all over.

She played with him for a few more seconds before laying back down beside him, letting them both rest. As Raven lay still beside him, she could feel the exhaustion creeping into her body as well. Her leg muscles ached more as time went on.

"How long did we last?" Robin asked her, giving her a sleepy smile.

"I don't know. Honestly doesn't seem like that long…"

"For you maybe." He paused, closing his eyes and taking a few more gasps of air. "I'd say at least two hours."

Raven kissed his lips.

"Would you like me to stay the night?" she asked him sweetly.

Through the invisible surge of black magic and ghosting emotions, Raven could feel his entire being scream, Yes.