QOTC: What's one type of thing I should write about that I already don't?
AOTC: I dunno. I always thought about experimenting with erotica but never really planned on it, as I didn't know how that would go down with my readers.
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   Raven's fingertips trailed over her boyfriend's neck. She looked at him, lying down on top of him as he laid down on the couch. To tease him, as they did have a game with each other about who could tease each other the most, she occasionally fit her head against his shoulder and softly kissed, sucked on, and bit his neck. Already, Damian's neck was peppered with several reddish love bites.

   "Christmas is coming up.." She hummed against his warm neck, "Do you have my gift already?"

   "Oh, you are not changing the subject, Raven." Damian groaned, "You placed these hickeys all over my neck. You're so unstrategic."

   "What's your point? They look nice on you." She traced her finger over one of the marks, teasing him even more with a smirk.

   "I always put mine there." He pointed to a spot on her neck, right below her jawline, "So your hood can cover it and nobody else can see what I created. But you, Raven, you put them out in the open."

   "I'm still not seeing what's so wrong with that." She shrugged.

   "Everyone I work with would see them. Jon, Irey, Mar'i, my brothers. All of them, and more."

   "Then they'll be able to physically see that you are all mine. Nobody else's." Raven shrugged again, "I'm unsure as to what to get you for Christmas. I spent all my money on books for myself."

   "They do not need a sneak into my sex life, habibata." He sighed, "You'll have to give me some of your makeup to cover it."

   "I don't own makeup. I borrow Kori's when I need it. And they do. Mar'i and Irey are always flirting with you, you have to show them that you, my love, are completely unavailable." She moved her head to kiss the other side of his neck, "I guess I'll just give you something from the heart, then."

   "I'll have to sneak some of hers." He pushed her head away from her neck, "They are not flirting. You're just jealous. And what would you give me from the heart?"

   "They are flirting, babe. You're just clueless." She sat up on his chest and thought for a few seconds, "Christmas sex."

   "Yeah, right. I'll wear the hickeys out, but they wouldn't acknowledge it." Damian placed his hands above her hips, "I was hoping to get that answer. But what about that knife I saw online?"

   "I have no money, babe. Trust me, they might not speak about it, but they will stop it with their flirting." She leaned down so the tips of their noses barely touched, then added in a whisper, smirking again, "After we open our gifts, we can sneak away and into your room.. I can be on top. Just how you like it."

   "Knife who?" Damian joked and kissed her lips softly.

   "Woohoo, yeah!" A green hawk flew in, his claws carrying a disk for a video game. Garfield. "I got one of Jaime's games because.." Garfield looked over at the two, his improved vision in hawk form allowing him to see his neck in high resolution. So, inevitably, he had to comment on it on what he could clearly see.

   "Oh, my god! Is that a hickey?"