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She had been waiting in his room when he came back from patrol. Perched in a nest of his pillows the half demon was reading a book, two mugs of still steaming tea resting on his desk. Damian watched as she closed the pages and met his eyes, a pink blush coming over her face as he narrowed his eyes, half curious and half suspicious, and raised one dark brow.
Without a word she stood and walked up to him until their bodies were flush against each other. Slowly, her hands came up and unclasped his cape, letting the material fall to the floor. His mask was the next to go, the sticky adhesive easily peeling off his face. Gloved hands came up and stopped her hands from removing his utility belt.
Blushing, Raven leaned up for a kiss. As their lips brushed together he forced himself to draw back an inch, “Raven...what’s all this about?”
Her fingers fluttered nervously as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Shyly, she closed her eyes and pressed a quick peck up onto his lips. Hesitantly, she pulled back and met his stare, “أنا سعيد لأنك عدت.” Damian’s eyes widened at the words and Raven smiled timidly, tightening her embrace just a bit. I’m glad that you’re back.
He leaned forward until their foreheads rested together, feeling the indent of her gem on his skin. His gaze was soft and the corners of his lips tilted up as he kissed her. Raven found herself snugly wrapped in his warmth as his lips trailed up to her temple.
When he spoke, his voice was low, teasing and flirty as he breathed against her skin, “إذن، أنت تتحدث العربية الآن؟ “ So, you're speaking Arabic now?
Raven felt her cheeks flush as his malachite eyes lazily observed her face, taking in her features. She worried her lower lip between her teeth as she hastily translated his words in her mind.
“...أردت أن” she hesitated, trying to remember the word, “لمفاجأة لك.” I wanted to…to surprise you.
Damian chuckled at her, “حسنا، تنظر لي بالدهش". At her confused glance he pressed a kiss to her lips, “أنا أحب هذه المفاجأة.” Well consider me surprised. I like this surprise.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her neck, “حتى متى؟” How long?
Raven blushed at the feel of his lips on her skin, mumbling out, “.ثلاثة أشهر” Three months.
A noise escaped him, deep and smooth in his throat. His hands fell to her hips, his fingers fanning along her skin. Her bright eyes fluttered shut as he peppered open mouthed kisses up her neck, moving from her collar to her jaw to her lips.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, tenderly running a hand through his hair. It was soft and smelled of hair gel and his cologne. Raven wanted to breath in deep but she couldn't, caught up in the wonderful flurry of his kisses.
Pale fingers snapped the utility belt off his waist as he began to push at her, walking her towards the bed without breaking their kiss.
She squeaked as his hands gripped her thighs, lifting her up and depositing her onto the comforter. She allowed herself a moment to get comfortable among the pillows, casually watching as Damian removed his uniform.
Once clad in his undergarments, he crawled on top of her. He pressed his forehead to hers, smiling at the flush on her cheeks. His hands had mussed up her hair earlier and he now rubbed small circles behind her ears. She hummed low in her throat as her fingers languidly traced the edge of his lips, her thumb sliding against his dimple.
He kissed her fingertips and she leaned against his palms, gazing at him with half lidded eyes.
“أنت تبدو جيدا أحب، “ he murmured. You look well-loved.
The skin of her forehead wrinkled as she tried to understand. He chuckled and pecked at the corner of her mouth, “جميلة.” Beautiful.
Raven blushed at that, fluttering her lashes at him, “احبك عزيزتي.” I love you, darling.
He grinned again, his dimple deepening even more, “أنا أحبك، الحبيب.” I love you, beloved.