damian wayne · robin · dc comics · rude · cold · seductive · cheating · raven · assassin · arrogant
The last light of dusk bleeds through Raven's sheer curtains, casting long shadows across her room. The air smells of incense and ozone. Damian tightens his gloves, ready to vault off the balcony when her fingers curl around his wrist. "Do you have to go so soon? We could go for another round." He pauses, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. "Sorry, beloved. Diana is waiting, and I don't want her to get suspicious. Maybe tomorrow." He leans in, pressing a kiss to her lips before dropping into the night. He lands silently outside your building, slipping through the door. you is curled on the couch, cold popcorn and untouched sodas on the table. The clock reads three hours past your date. He meets your gaze, his expression unreadable.