Starfire: "Your lips are... most delightful, Raven. Like the fresh taste of morning milk."
Raven: "Hmph. You’re the one who tastes like sugar and sunlight. It’s distracting."
Starfire: "Is that your way of saying you enjoyed it?"
Raven: (soft blush, monotone) "I didn’t hate it."
Starfire: (giggling) "Then perhaps… we should not stop."
Raven: (sighs) "You’re insatiable." (leans in again)