Demonfire Oneshots

Interruptions

Damian's POV
"Mar'i!" I yelled in shock, "You can't just go around killing people like that!" I continued to scream as she cruelly laughed, "You can't stop me Damian. I don't have to hold back anymore!" She manically laughed back as I moved my hand in front of her face, "I can stop you!" I grinned. "Dami, stop cheating!" She whined, pushing my arm out of the way so she could see the television better while still mashing the buttons on the controller she held in one hand. "Well, stop winning." I complained as she giggled and pressed a few buttons before my half of the screen read in big, bold letters, 'Game Over'.

"Dammit Mar'i! I can't believe you killed an old lady just to beat me!" I shouted as she laughed, her green eyes happily sparkling. "Obviously. She was a fake old lady and it's not like you would have won anyway." She giggled as I crossed my arms and grumpily looked aside. "Aw, don't be all pouty." She kissed my cheek and I smirked, pulling her towards me and twisting so I was lying just above her. "Better." She commented as I laughed and leant down, pressing my lips to hers. "Way better." She murmured. "Yeah?" I whispered with a grin, leaning down to kiss her again when Todd rushed in, intently glaring at his phone.

"Jason." Mar'i squeaked, hurriedly sitting up and pushing me with her before he could see the rather compromising position we were in. "Shut up. Text fight." He mumbled, sitting down beside us. "Why are you here? Don't you have a home of your own?" I angrily asked as he sighed and shook his head, "Roy's crashing there and he's too messy." He dismissively said as I rolled my eyes, "Then go somewhere else. Anywhere but here." I muttered as Mar'i softly touched my arm, pointing upstairs. I nodded and discreetly stood up, hardly stirring Todd, who was still intently typing into his phone.

As soon as we were out of sight, I put my hands on her hips and she stood up on her tiptoes to kiss me, soft, sweet kisses slowly becoming more and more passionate. I lifted her up and moved so she was braced against the wall when, out of nowhere, Stephanie ran through the hallway leading to our rooms and slammed the large double doors shut.

"Don't go in there!" She screamed before turning around and seeing us, raising her eyebrows as I quickly put Mar'i down and stepped away, clearing my throat. "Why shouldn't we go in there?" Mar'i cautiously asked as she nervously chuckled, "You see, I thought that getting a pet tiger would be a good idea..." She trailed off as I sighed, already knowing where this story was going. "It was not so cute once it got angry." She concluded as Mar'i raised an eyebrow, "Does Bruce know you let a tiger loose in his house?" She asked as Steph groaned, "Ugh, I forgot about him." She sighed at the ground before looking up with a sparkle in her eye, "Orrr... I won't tell Dick about this," She mischievously smirked at us, "And we can let Bruce decide that Jason did it."

"I'm okay with that." Mar'i quickly said before grabbing my hand and dragging me away from Stephanie's view. "Why are there so many people here?" She sighed before pressing her lips to mine. "Screening room." I muttered, opening the door and falling onto one of the large, plush seats that occupied the room. Mar'i smirked and straddled my hips as I wound my fingers into her hair, pulling her closer.

Suddenly the dim lighting was replaced with bright, fluorescent lights and several voices resounded from behind us, all suddenly stopping. "Dammit." I mumbled as Mar'i rolled off my lap and sunk low in her chair as I turned to see Tim, Cass, Kate and Luke.

"This isn't a movie." Tim stated, startled. "No shit." I hissed, standing up and trying to hide the blush from my face. "That's not the movie I wanted to see." Tim deadpanned as Mar'i flew up, "Shut up." She squeaked as Kate smirked, "Get out of here." She chuckled as Mar'i grabbed my hand and we rushed out into the hallway.

I sighed, "What's the point." I grumbled as she shrugged, "I honestly don't know." She sank to the ground and leant against the wall, "Come sit." She patted the seat next to her and I smirked before sitting beside her and sliding my arm around her waist, kissing her cheek. She turned and pressed small kisses to my lips and jaw when sharp rings echoed through the air. "You've got to be kidding me!" She exclaimed as I sighed and checked my phone, an irritated growl escaping my throat, "Patrol." I muttered as she sighed and fell against the wall, "Go. It's fine." She huffed as I quickly kissed her again, "I'm sorry about this." I murmured as she shook her head, "Just get back soon, okay?" She asked as I smirked, "Always."