vulnerable

chapter two: "Frustrated"

"You guys look like death."  Dick couldn't believe what he was seeing, Jon and Beast Boy with their uncontrollable hair following with stains of god knows what on their clothes, and might add the clear view of dry drool on their cheek with dark bags under their eyes.

"Sorry, we didn't have time to get cleaned before this conference." Jon rubs his eyes giving a sound of guilt.

Kori shakes her head in disbelief that they had barely woken up from their little party. Before another word could come out of either of them she spoke,
"Now that everyone is here let me begin with the standard mission I mentioned." automatically a rather large screen appears before her, "We have had an increasing number of metahumans encounters but what's strange is that these past metahumans we've faced have turned into ash once we defeat them. What's even stranger is that all reports show that these meta humans never even showed a record of powers before meets with them."

"These are vigilantes. what should it matter to us what happens to them." Damian cuts in tauntingly knowing that this didn't sound like another skirmish mission to fight them.

Of course Kori knew where damian was going with this, "Actually, damian this concerns us now. Firstly with the question of why they are turning into ash towards the end. It has come to our attention that recently every meta-human that we have faced have all been in this exact location, '21 and over,' 2 days prior before we encountered them. As well as witnesses claiming that they never saw them leave or make it to a cab home."

Raven raises an eyebrow, "Could it be coincidence? It's a nightclub what's so threatening there than the reek of alcohol." She had to admit she was more persuading Kori that it was a coincidence considering she wanted nothing to do with this mission.

"Which is why this place needs to be investigated. The league and I have concluded that these vilginates designate more as victims. We believe something is going on inside this club that could be making them act out considering their clean criminal record." Kori nodded to her team for reassurance. "The mission tomorrow is simple. You four will go in under cover to this club to find any insights that could help us understand the increase in these attacks. Terra, Beast Boy you will go on patrol tomorrow instead implying that since it's the first day of this mission we just need to make sure something is genuinely going on, we will alert you until further notice. You all are dismissed." the teammates nodded in agreement knowing their roles for the next day as they strayed away from the couch.

Damian knew this mission wasn't going to test his abilities in the slightest; it made him almost groan in disgrace by how unimpressed he was by it.  He couldn't help but notice as Raven still settled across from him on the couch picking up the book beside her. His heart began to race faintly as he watched her delicate fingers wrap around the story. Her radiante violet eyes wandering each word she read with her soft lips in a small pout. Any little thing she did could make him weak, staring at her like she was art. Art that he wanted.

He's thought began to drift imagining her on this mission. He was going to see her in something he's never witnessed her in. A tight hugging dress that would display her magnificent figure before him. He sunk his teeth into his lower lip absorbing the image that he wanted to burn into his mind forever. Fingers lingering down her body savoring every part he caressed, needing to do every little thing to make her feel cherished. The need of wanting to claim her could nearly destroy him, wanting to be able to satisfy her. Not with words but with pleasure and admiration.

No...! Shaking his head deliberately, feeling a sinful pleasure coming from below his navel. Dammit. Like a hormonal wreck of a teenager. It was frustrating. He lifted his body from the couch careful to not bring the attention towards him and his -- now -- guilty pleasurable sin that was arousing in his pants.