Beast Boy's Babes

It had been a long night. Again. Beast Boy rose from his bed slowly, careful not to trip himself as he untangled the blankets and sheets from around his legs and torso, cursing under his breath and trying not to think about the dreams he'd been having. Every night since his 18th birthday, he'd dreamt of at least one of his female teammates, friends, or some other girls in his life, in various... scenarios... with him.

Looking out the window, he saw the tip of the sun breaching the horizon. Awaking so early in the morning might still be unlike him, but it was quickly becoming routine. An annoying one at that. Typically, he'd hide in his room to not arouse the suspicions of the other Titans, but today he was sore, tired, and hungry. So, with a shrug, he dressed himself and headed out to the kitchen.

Peeking around the corner, he huffs out in relief at the empty kitchen, then makes his way towards the fridge. Reaching into the back to grab his breakfast, he nearly slams his head in surprise when someone speaks up from behind him.

"Well, well. Someone's up early this morning." The familiar, if tired, voice sent chills up Beast Boy's spine. And sent a wave of heat rolling towards his boxers.