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Black Satin Consumed Them	By : emera Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het- Male/Female > Raven/Robin Views: 6623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He groaned, fully understanding the pain in the man’s eyes as he fell to his knees. His face was contorted into a grimace, bottom lip caught between his teeth. That was definitely not the place to be hit. All in all, that was the lowest of moves.

Beast Boy growled beside him. ‘Obviously, he agrees’ he thought off-handedly as he watched the agent pull the fallen man into her knee. God, watching sexy chicks was not worth seeing that!

Of course, his mind quickly changed as woman began stretching and-arching-

He shook his head, desperately trying to hold back his oncoming arousal. He knew that the guys wouldn’t care, but Starfire and Raven were a whole different matter.

Speaking of which-

He glanced at Raven out of the corner of his eye. Disgust was written all over her features, but her eyes held a small sort of amusement.

He heard another grunt of pain from one of the men fighting and, in return, saw that spark in her eye dance wildly for a moment. He nearly snorted at his discovery. So, Raven was a Man-Hater, huh? He should’ve guessed such.

Though he found no more reason to watch her, he did so, for reasons unknown to him. He merely brushed it off as a way to prevent an erection.

However, as the battle wore on, he began to see something he hadn’t expected. It had only seemed to flicker for a moment, before hiding once more, but he knew exactly what he had seen. There had been arousal in her eyes-

Maybe there was more to this man-hating thing than he thought.

His mind wandered to her personality, or atleast what she had shown, trying to place what he hadn’t been able to pinpoint before. Though he could find no logical reason to do such, he had long ago discovered his need to know, the desire to see all mistakes, misgivings, or risks. His mind needed to analyze and this was a passing fancy for it to work through.

After contemplating, a thought suddenly sprouted in his mind and he nearly smirked at the thought. She liked Dominatrix.

He turned his attention back to the movie, briefly noticing the almost envious (or was it jealous?) way that Starfire looked at Raven. ‘She must’ve seen my glances’ he thought.

Guilt filed through him. He hated how much Starfire liked him. He didn’t return the feelings and it made him hate himself. Why couldn’t he? He had before!

Yes, he could still remember those days. It had only been a few months since then, and the brief flare between them had lasted a mere two weeks, but, while he had easily gotten rid of the silly crush, Starfire hadn’t been able to do the same.

Could it have been because of that one night? That one night that they had sprawled together in each other’s arms for the first and only time?

It had been their last night. Actually, it had been the reason they had split up. They were only sixteen, and the world still needed them. They had decided that what they had wouldn’t last forever and if they ended badly, their tirades would affect the whole group. They couldn’t be so selfish as to put such needs before their friends, could they?

So they split. End of story. Yet that wasn’t what she wanted anymore, obviously.

He turned his thoughts away from it. He didn’t want to deal with this right now. After all, he was watching “Charlie’s Angels” and their skanky little leather jumpsuits and such. Why should he care about anything but getting heated up at a time like this?

And so he and the others watched the movie through before heading off to bed. He had been planning to do so himself if it weren’t for the sudden need for a cold shower.

He came out about fifteen minutes later, a light sheen of steam and water still layered upon his skin. Knowing that the others were probably asleep by now, he walked through the halls in nothing more than a simple cotton towel, his body dripping and leaving a trail of wet footprints behind him.

His stomach abruptly began to growl and he headed for the kitchen for a small snack. When there, he began searching the fridge for anything that wasn’t tofu.

He finally decided to settle with a glass of milk and began pulling it out when—

“Robin?”

He nearly dropped the milk in surprise and quickly spun around, coming face to face with Raven.

“Uh-Yeah?” he asked awkwardly, knowing quite well that he was dressed in a barely-concealing towel. Well, atleast he wasn’t still hard.

“Can-Can I talk to you?”

“You’re already are doing so,” he said, sarcasm lacing his voice, but he knew that Raven understood he was only playing. A small smile surfaced, catching him off guard.

“How do you feel toward Starfire?” She suddenly blurted out. He was caught dumbstruck.

“Friendship,” he answered without hesitation, once he got his mouth working.

“That’s all?”

He nodded as he put the milk back in the fridge.

“Why? Did Starfire send you to ask for her?”

She shook her head slowly. Confusion settled upon him.

“Then why?” She immediately began to fidget.

“Uh-Well I-I mean, uh, what I want to say is-Oh, forget it.”

Her shoulders slumped. He became worried. Raven never acted this way. She never seemed unsure about anything. This didn’t make any sense.

She turned on her heel to leave, but he quickly reached out, concern written upon his face. His hand captured her upper arm and she twirled back around, only to suddenly-

“Wha-“

-Force her mouth against his.

She was brutal. Dominatrix seemed to be right on the dot for this situation. He found himself wrapping his arms around her and returning in full after his shock had worn off.

He tried to take over, tried to get the upper hand as his manly instincts told him to do, only to get pushed back down and conquered. Strangely, though, he found it quite arousing.

She broke away from him moments later, only to grab his arm much like he had done and, somewhat forcefully, lead him back to her bedroom. She pushed him back onto her bed, the black satin sheets rubbing against his still damp skin. Chains materialized out of nowhere and clasped about his wrists, effectively keeping him where he was. Not that he wanted to leave or anything.

She kneltn onn onto the mattress and crawled on all fours toward him, her head low and nearly touching the sheets. An almost predatory grin had spread across her face as she reached out and grasped his towel. It slept away without hardly any effort.

He watched her reach up once more, her hand quivering and her eyes filled with delight and lust. Lightly, her fingertips brushed his manhood. He shuddered. She teasingly stroked him for a while longer, enjoying his whimpers and groans, how he seemed to pulse under her touch.

“Please-“ He stopped as her mouth covered him, lightly caressing the dull ache inside him and forcing it to grow. His teeth grinded together and he arched. This was becoming torturous.

Soon, he was painfully hard and his whole body seemed to be throbbing. Raven lifted her head from between his legs and smirked before pulling away. For a moment, he simply laid there in disbelief, his eyes wide. Then, he began to whimper.

“Raven, please!”

She grinned mischievously and backed away a bit farther, playfulness staining all of her movement. That and erotica.

“Please, Raven! Don’t stop yet!” He was surprised by his own desperate tone but brushed it aside. The fact was, he was desperate. Couldn’t she see that?

“Raven-“ he whimpered again. Her grin grew wider.

“Beg.”

His brow furrowed in frustration.

“Wha-“

“Beg!” she said, a little louder this time, as she slowly moved closer.

“Raven-Don’t stop, please!” He put on his best puppy dog face in an attempt to win her over, but instead, she began to turn away.

“No Raven, don’t leave. I’ll do anything you want! Just Please-” He was no good at begging. He never usually had to do so, so he was not very skilled. All he could think to do was say that one word-Please.

Raven smirked and turned back to him. She crawled up the bed once more, but, this time, she ignored his manhood. Her hands fell lightly on his abdomen and she pusheem uem up his well toned chest, her tongue following in its wake. She reached his collarbone and began lightly nipping and suckling, the playfulness gone from her demeanor and replaced by a heady arrogance and a show of her confidence. She had taken over.

A whimper of need rose into his throat, but he held it back, feeling quite grateful for what he was getting instead of her absence. ‘I’ve been trained like a dog’ he thought wryly.

She lifted herself up a little higher and pushed him once more into heady kiss, her body stretching out over him like water. She rolled her hips sensually over his, her fingernails raking up and down his sides.

Caught in his instincts, he bucked against her. For once, though, she left him alone, too tangled up in her own pleasure to care.

He closed his eyes, sensations rushing through him that he never experienced with Starfire. He gasped as he felt warmth take him in once more.

When he opened his eyes, however, it wasn’t her tasting him anymore. It was her body he had as she straddled his waist.

She began to thrust against him, hard and quick, his and her cries mingling together into the silence of the night.

Then her walls tightened about him and she pulled him as she came, serving him to the same fate. One loud cry of completion and a muffled groan was the last remnant of what they had done for the others to know.

She collapsed against him, covered in sweat and pantheavheavily. Her chains disintegrated and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, her head upon his chest and her arms hanging limply at his sides. His head was arched back, his mouth still slightly open. His arms had curled about her lower back, one of his hands still curled about the sheet he had pulled up around them before his slumber.

If one had looked upon them, one would see how amazingly bright they looked when wrapped in darkness, the abyss of her soul seemingly mingling with his stoic nature to form one black cocoon of protection about them. It was strange to see how, when the two fighters of light laid upon those sheets in slumber, how the night swarmed about the fighters of day and cradled them in their arms. It was quite amazing, indeed.

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The bundle on top of him shifted and he opened his eyes to see Raven roll off of him and sit up, guilt upon her features.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, noticing how she jumped when he had spoken.

“Sorry,” he said, a small grin rising to his lips.

“It’s alright,” she replied. Then, she added softly, “I’m sorry I forced you into this.”

His brow knitted in confusion. How hae foe forced him into this?

He shook his head and sat up next to her. His arms wrapped around her waist and he gently nuzzled her neck.

“You never forced me into anything.” He chuckled, ”Well, unless you count the kiss we had in the kitchen. Oh, and the begging thing.” He placed a gentle kiss upon her shoulder.

“You-Ye noe not angry with me?”

“Nope.”

She sighed happily and collapsed back against him.

“So does that mean we are together now?”

She smiled and nodded.

“If you liked it that much, then we should definitely keep this going. Besides,” she added, “I was hoping I’d get to whip you later.”

He immediately paled at the thought.
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