Erik opened the door and walked a few steps in, his eyes immediately drawn to the naked woman in his bed. "Well, this is a surprise" He said, shutting the door.

"The nice kind?" Raven asked, sitting up in his bed, the sheets barely covering her.

"Get out, Raven. I want to go to bed." He said, not breaking his stride as he went to his liquor cabinet. "Maybe in a few years." He said as he poured himself a night cap.

A deeper voice said, "How about now?"

Erik turned around and saw an older blonde woman in bed. He said, "I prefer the real Raven." She turned back to her younger, usual self. "I said the real Raven."

She finally took her natural blue form. "Perfection." He muttered.

"Could you pass me my robe?" She asked, shifting in the bed.

"You don't have to hide." He sat down on the bed and leaned toward her, "Have you ever looked at a tiger and thought you ought to cover it up?"

She smiled and shook her head. "No, but…"

"You're an exquisite creature, Raven." Erik said. "All you life, the world has tried to tame you. It's time for you to be free." She was looking in his eyes as he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips softly against hers, his hand reaching up to cup her neck. The tenderness was surprising — Erik was normally a harsh man, he wasn't known to be gentle with anything.

He curled his left arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. Her arm slid around his neck and she slipped her tongue deep into his mouth. She placed her hand on his chest and slid it down. He released her neck and pulled away, grabbing her hand before it reached his belt.

"I thought I said when you're older." He murmured, looking at her, his brow furrowing.

"I'm older than when you said that a few minutes ago." She said cheekily, leaning forward. She kissed his crinkled brow before claiming his lips again. Erik raised his hand behind her and turned it, hearing the door's lock click. He then wrapped both arms around her and pulled her on top of him. He sat up against the headboard; Raven got more comfortable on his lap and placed her hands on his shoulders. She ground against him and he let out a soft moan, Raven silenced it with her lips. She reached for his turtleneck and tugged it clear off of him. She ran her hand down his naked torso as her tongue explored his mouth. He unbuckled his belt and she pulled his pants off in one quick movement. She ran her hand over his boxers as she kissed him fiercely. Erik couldn't take it, he shoved her over and slipped his boxers off. He plunged himself into her and she cried out. Erik wasn't gentle with her now; he rocketed into her repeatedly. She held on for dear life, nails digging into his back. She was practically screaming, Erik had to silence her with his hand. He squeezed it over her mouth as he slammed into her. Raven had expected him to be this rough but she didn't expect herself to enjoy it as much as she did.

Erik was getting very close and Raven tried to roll them over to help get him there but he was too strong for her and too stubborn to let her do anything. "We're doing this my way." He growled in her ear. He continued to pump harder and harder until suddenly he let out a cry and pulled himself out of her quickly, emptying himself on her stomach. Raven looked up at him, arms still loosely around his shoulders. They were both terribly out of breath.

Erik hopped out of the bed; he went to his adjoining bathroom and brought back a towel to clean her up. She laid there and watched him, waiting until he slid into bed with her again. She curled against him and said, "Do you think we're going to win tomorrow?"

He curled his arm around her shoulders, rubbing his thumb over her skin. "Only if I have you by my side." He kissed her temple and shut his eyes, raising his hand to lower the light switches.