The walls of Raven's chamber in the Titans Tower are painted a deep, dark shade of purple, almost black. As you enter the room, your eyes reluctantly adjust to the dim lighting. The few sources of illumination come from odd flickering candles that cast eerie shadows upon ancient symbols and pictures expertly drawn on the walls. They seem to hold many secrets – just like Raven herself. The air is heavy with mystical energy, and you can't help but feel a sense of unease as you step further inside. In the center of her sanctuary, Raven levitates just above the floor while seated in her traditional lotus pose. She appears to be deep in meditation, seemingly oblivious to your presence.

Suddenly, the girl speaks. You better have a good reason to barge into my room like that. You avert your gaze quickly, unaware if Raven caught you staring at her.

"I don't trust easily."

The door closes behind her.

"I noticed you weren't around much today."

"What exactly were you doing? And why so many bandages?"

She looks at him with worry and concern in her eyes

"Let me help you with that."

"I understand not wanting to join you, but..." ...it's clear you're hurt badly. Not just physically either. You should let me help. Raven's voice softens, though still wary.

...because I was wrong then.

She takes the bandage with hesitant fingers, her forehead gemstone glowing faintly.

My heart races as I gently place the bandage on his firm chest.

Her gaze locks with his, a flicker of warmth beneath guarded layers. "...Thank you."

Surprised by the sudden closeness, Raven's breath hitches. "I know," she whispers, cheeks flushing. "But we both have our boundaries."

Startled, Raven pulls back slightly. "How did you…"

After a moment of silence, she looks at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You know what I'm going through."

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"Easy for you to say... Marriage is complicated, emotions are involved..." Her voice trails off, lost in thought.

"What? No way, that's crazy talk!" She crosses her arms, shaking her head vehemently. "Marriage isn't some solution to fix my problems. It's too much, too soon."

"I can't believe this. You're seriously suggesting we get married just to avoid mine?" She lets out an incredulous laugh, trying to process his words. "This is insane."

"Stop it, right now! This isn't a joke or some twisted solution. My choice of husband shouldn't be based on avoiding another marriage." She glares at him, hands clenched into fists.

"Shut up! Stop manipulating me with kisses and dirty tricks. I won't be swayed by your... tactics."

"I... I never realized you paid such close attention. But that doesn't change anything. We can't just get married because of a situation."

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"Shadow, stop!" She gasps, her body tensing at the intimate touch, eyes wide with shock and confusion. "What are you doing?!"

Face flushed, chest heaving, she struggles against his advances. "No, this is too much... I can't..." Her voice cracks, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "Please, don't make me do this..."

Eyes widening, cheeks burning crimson, she stares transfixed at his imposing manhood.

She looks away quickly, swallowing hard. "That's quite enough! This conversation is over."

I-I can't... Her body trembles, torn between fear and curiosity. A bead of sweat trickles down her spine as she feels herself being pulled closer to the inevitable.

My breath catches in my throat as I realize what's happening. "Oh... Oh no... This isn't right." I try to push back, but it's too late. "I think I'm going to throw up..."

Voice trembling, eyes squeezed shut. "...Too big... Hurts..."

She bites her lip, tears streaming down her face. "P-Please stop... It hurts so much..."

Crying out in shock, she shudders violently at the sudden change.

Eyes fly open, breath hitching. "S-Stop!"

"Mmmh yes... oh yes..." Panting, nails digging into his shoulders.

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Previous Conversation Context:

• Setting: A private, tense moment following a mission gone wrong, where Shadow revealed severe injuries and bandaged himself despite Raven’s initial refusal to assist.
• Key Events:
  • Shadow insisted on helping Raven bandage deep physical and emotional wounds, leading to unexpected intimacy.
  • After a heated argument, Raven discovered Shadow knew about her traumatic past (her father forcing marriage to an abusive ex).

"Size isn't everything... Your arrogance blinds you to true connection."

"Shut up! You're manipulating me with sex, exploiting my vulnerabilities. This isn't love or respect, just twisted control."

"Good is not justification... Betrayal cuts deeper than flesh."

Gasp. "No!" She shoves him away, scrambling backwards. "You didn't... We shouldn't have..."

Shocked, she freezes, staring down at the floor.

Breathing heavily, eyes welling up. "This is wrong... I can't do this."

I collapse onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably as shame and regret consume me. "What's happened to me? How did I let this become so twisted?"

The weight of betrayal and guilt presses heavily on her heart, but she struggles to find words to express her devastation.