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Mating Rituals	By : cross64 Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 49719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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SUMMARY: Starfire tries to use Tamaranian custom to express her love for Robin and ends up making things worse. She asks Beast Boy to show her what sex and love means for people on Earth, and the changeling ends up teaching the alien a few things. Starfire/Beast Boy Lemon, Minor, Solo, Oral.
The characters are the same age as they are in the show. I’m assuming that makes them minors.
For impatient people, the Lemon scene starts at the ‘-- // --’ divider. Find/Search the page.
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Tamaranian biology 101. Maturity is reached at about the same age as humans in the early teenage years. Tamaranian girls hold the dominant role in their society because of their greater strength and aggression. When a girl finds a boy or man with whom she wants to mate, she courts him by attacking and attempting to pin the hapless male. The male is expected to fight as hard as he can unless he wants to appear weak and lose the female’s approval, a diversionary tactic sometimes used by the boys attacked by a girl they dislike. If both parties fight truly, however, then the fight continues until the girl gives up, or the boy escapes. Much of Tamaranian preteen youth is spent in these ‘love games’.
Starfire, like any girl, would like to overpower the boy she loves and consummate their courtship, as is the Tamaranian way. But of course, humans don’t see things the same way Tamaranians do.
Mating Rituals
Robin grumbled in the medical bay where he removed his glove to ice his hand with a bag from the antiseptic fridge. Nearby, Starfire stood with her head bowed low apologetically. She didn’t have any bruises like Robin, but she still ached inside. She’d done her weekly pounce on Robin and tried to wrestle him into submission, and as usual he escaped her grasp. Usually it was an innocent wrestling match between the two, with her grappling him amidst giggles and him telling her to stop messing around, as if he didn’t enjoy being pawed by her. But today, Starfire was a little rougher than usual. She wanted to win today more than normal. She felt… riled up. Anxious. She couldn’t remember the exact English word for what she felt today. It was a fire burning inside the part of her that tingled when she thought of Robin. She’d fought harder today, turning their innocent rambunctious interlude into a full-blown match. She caught Robin in a headlock and tried to make him say “Chokta” - the Tamaranian way of saying “Uncle” - and ended up forcing him to punch her instead.
It hadn’t hurt that much. Starfire was really difficult to hurt physically. But, it had hurt mentally. She ended up losing, and Robin was angry now because she couldn’t explain why she was being so rough without embarrassing herself. Since she’d moved to Earth, she’d learned to be embarrassed of her alien ways. She was a stranger her. She couldn’t make Robin understand that she tried to hurt him because she loved him.
“You’ve got to stop messing around, Star,” Robin said as he flexed his fingers, which he bruised from his initial punch that freed him from Starfire’s super strength. “We’re not Tamaranian. We’re not all as durable as you are. We don’t have four stomachs and a taste for mustard. We can’t keep up with you sometimes. That especially includes me.” He was the only human in the Tower without magic or mutation or cybernetic enhancement to protect his fragile bones.
“I am sorry,” Starfire answered meekly. She was strong by nature, but when Robin was angry she always grew meek, to avoid upsetting him more. “I did not mean to hurt you.”
“Then be more careful.” The young man rubbed his aching neck, his aching shoulders, and his aching head. Starfire gave him more of a workout than he wanted.
“I shall.”
“Cyborg’s fixing the obstacle course. Raven’s in her room. I’m in the lab. Try not to hurt anyone before dinner.”
Starfire shook her head. “I’m sorry…”
Robin stomped out without comment. He could be really tender, but he could also be really cruel when he wanted to be.
Six minutes later, Starfire was in her room with Silkie the worm, clinging to her little bungorf to keep herself from crying like a little boy. She knew all those things that Robin said. She’d learned how fragile humans were a long time ago! She knew exactly what she was doing! She knew Robin was tough enough to handle her attentions. The only she didn’t know was how to explain why she was doing this without looking strange, weird, and alien in his eyes. Robin always tried his best to help her act human… normal. She rarely believed it, but she knew in the back of her mind that the things she did scared him like it did other people.
Silkie cooed cutely and licked its k’norfka affectionately. Starfire smiled and nuzzled him back. “Oh Silkie. I feel like I am Toto, and you are Dorothy, and we are far from home.”
“Ry?” it warbled, tilting its head.
“I do not understand how a girl can show love on Earth if they aren’t allowed to wrestle.” Starfire sighed slowly, honestly trying to understand this alien concept. She’s seen plenty of romance movies and read many stories, but she always thought the stories felt fake. There was no romance if the woman didn’t prove she was strong enough to handle the man’s power. The supposedly passionate human romances were like children’s kissing games on Tamaran.
“What do you think, Silkie? Shall I behave like a child to appeal to Robin?” Starfire planted the animal in its crib, hopped back a few steps, and grabbed a big sunhat from her closet to adorn her head. She grabbed the pillow from her bed and pawed it against her body as she flattened her back against the wall. With a subtle shift in expression, she now mimed being in a passionate scene with her pillowy love, who was apparently kissing her neck and chest by the way it was positioned.
“Oh, Robin!” Starfire said with exaggerated lust. “Your lips upon my skin excites me so! I cannot control myself! Please, take me now!” She flung herself to the bed, her red hair splashing across the covers, and her arms opened wide as the pillow rested atop her. “Your kissing is so wonderful! And your hands are to live for!”
“Ry?” Silkie cooed, somehow reminding Starfire of her misuse of the phrase in her mind.
“…To die for!” She writhed mockingly and arched her back before moaning in exaggeration. In her mind, she saw Tamaranian children trying to steal kisses from each other by wrestling each other against walls or into the ground. It was in these early encounters that Tamaranians learned about the opposite gender’s body as well. Tamaranian society insisted learning through action, not by a parent giving speeches to their youth like here on Earth. Children learned by doing, and asking each other “What is that?”, not by parents telling them vague stories. Tamaran was a planet of warriors with lots of emotion. They lived life by curiosity and passion.
Starfire grew bored of her one-sided make-out session and tossed her pillow aside. She’d seen Robin blush the first time she mentioned her feelings for him and how strong they were. She hadn’t said “sex”, or even “love”, but she made it clear that she wanted Robin for both those things. She’d never seen Robin so uncomfortable as she had then. If he were a Tamaranian, he would understand her feelings. But since he was human, her natural passion seemed unfathomable. Raven had taught her the word “slutty” to explain how women who acted like that were viewed. Raven made it clear that a woman who hungered for physical pleasure or lustful sensuality was seen in a bad light more often than not. It was the way of things on Earth.
Starfire didn’t like it, but she had to live with it. Today’s events made that very clear.
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Beast Boy was never helpful when it came to fixing things. That’s why he stuck to what he did best - playing the Game station - when the others busied themselves with maintenance or research on criminal movement. Raven and Starfire were the only two he could waste time with during this part of the day, and they both almost always had stuff to do by themselves… or with Robin. They both had the hots for him. Sickening, really.
“Ha-ha!” Beast Boy bounced in his seat as he dodged several ninjas in the video game to reach the end of the level and the boss villain that awaited him. The screen exploded with combat action. Beast Boy mashed on every button trying to annihilate the digital enemy, but in the end he exploded in fiery death as always. Beast Boy heaved a sigh and dropped his controller with a grunt. “Not again… Dude, this level’s hard.” He glanced at the den clock and decided to try the level one more time. He had plenty of time until dinner. He loaded the level data and waited for the new round to start.
Starfire floated into the living room around this time. He’d seen her in that state since this morning when her and Robin got into a fight. He had no idea what the fight was about, but he knew Robin didn’t want to talk to her today because of it. Dinner tonight would probably not be a family affair.
Starfire joined him on the couch and blew a strand of hair from her face. She didn’t even say “Hello” or “Greetings” or some other weird variation of “Hi”. That wasn’t like her.
“What’s up?” Beast Boy said, nervously breaking the ice. If she was mad, she might give him a piece of that anger for trying to be nice. Raven had done that often enough.
Starfire didn’t answer. She didn’t even seem responsive, as if she hadn’t even heard him. That wasn’t like her either. That must’ve been some fight. Beast Boy decided to leave well enough alone and focus on his game. Starfire just watching in silence. He lost two lives during the silence.
“Beast Boy?”
He jumped when he heard his name. It was like a siren going off after the tense quiet. “What! I mean, yeah?”
“You like girls, do you not?”
“Of course I do!” He heard an implication that he didn’t like. “I’m not Aqualad.”
“Then it is true that you must flirt with the girls in order to mate with them, yes?” She said it so carelessly. Beast Boy was beet red when he translated her clumsy English in his head. “What must you do to ensure their cooperation?”
“You’re asking me!?” he cried. “Dude…”
“You are an Earth boy. I know from your spandex that you have the capacity to mate when excited.” Beast Boy irked at that visibly. She was so calm about it, but he was sweating bullets now. “What is it that you must do to mate? Surely you’ve done it several times by now.”
“Star, I’m thirteen!”
She gave him a blank stare. “…Yes. I am fourteen. We are both of age.”
“That doesn’t mean you start having sex right now.”
Yet another blank stare. “But, you are of age.”
“Sure, I can do that stuff, but I’m not an adult yet!” Beast Boy couldn’t believe he was saying this. No boy in the world would say this stuff. They’d probably do everything they could to tout themselves as an adult. He wasn’t one of those guys. “You have to be an adult to have sex!”
“There are laws about love too?” Starfire rubbed her face in exasperation. “How does anyone pledge their love on this planet!?”
“What about where you’re from?”
“Tamaran does not care how old you are. Love and drink are your business alone. It is not for the royalty to tell you what you can and cannot do.”
Beast Boy shook his head. “I guess… we’re just different.” He started the level a third time.
“Yes. I suppose that is the trouble.” Starfire thought a moment, then followed with more questions. “Then, you have never attempted to mate with a girl?”
“…No.” He jumped over an enemy ninja and destroyed him with a power-up. The screen beeped and blooped appropriately.
“But since you are of age, you have probably thought about it. And you have felt the tingling. Is it not painful to be unable to make use of that feeling?”
Beast Boy gripped the controller tightly. It grew slippery because of the sweat on his palms. “I guess. But all of us have to deal with that.” He added as an afterthought, “Including Robin.”
Starfire frowned. “I cannot ‘deal with it’. It is not healthy. Every day, I try to handle it, but I cannot do so any longer. I wish Robin would just…”
Beast Boy’s eyes widened. “You mean, you want… you know, with you and Robin?”
“Of course,” she said without shame. “I said that I loved him.”
“That’s not what ‘love’ means. He probably thinks that you really like him a lot, but he never would think you’d want to do it. You’re way too young, and way too nice. Same with him.”
“Love means to be together in all ways, in body and in spirit.” Starfire frowned at the game screen. “I thought he would know that. But I see now that I must wait for such attention from him.” She looked aside. “How long is it until you are allowed to show love?”
“If you mean sex,” Beast Boy clarified uneasily, “it’s like four years.”
Starfire’s eyes bugged from their sockets. “Four years!? I cannot wait that long!!” she cried. “I shall explode! And it will be gooey!”
The controller slipped from Beast Boy’s hands squeezing too hard and flew against the Gamestation across the room, landing with a clatter. He had about all the tension he could stand. He ran over, turned the game off, ran back to his seat, and begged Starfire, “Let’s not talk about this anymore. You’re driving me nuts.”
“I must still be misunderstanding,” she gasped, fearfully trying to calm the little voice inside her head. “How can you withstand such… tingling… for so long? It is unbearable to me now!” Her knees pushed together and her hands wrung each other just above her lap as she fidgeted in place. She really did seem like she would explode, but not in a way Beast Boy saw in bank robberies with dynamite. This explosion was something waaaaay different.
Starfire was the one who started this racy conversation, so Beast Boy felt comfortable enough to say the first thought that came to his mind. “Well, uh…” he gulped. “Isn’t it possible to just… uh… d-do it, yourself?”
“Do what myself?” Starfire blinked innocently. “I cannot show the love to myself. That is why the man and the woman have different parts.”
“I know, I know.” Beast Boy found himself searching for the right words to explain what he wanted to say without resorting to those dirty words that would make him more uncomfortable than he was now. He was already begging his body to stop thinking about Starfire and sex in the same picture. “But if you want to handle those feelings, you might have to… touch those parts of you that you’d want someone you love to touch.”
Starfire’s stare wavered for a moment as she considered what he just said. Anyone old enough to go to high school recognized the description of masturbation, thanks to the wonderful education of television and personal development. Beast Boy couldn’t believe that Starfire was this clueless about it. Did aliens not masturbate? Humans must’ve been the freaks in the galaxy.
“Haven’t you ever noticed that you feel extra tingly when you do certain things? Like, I don’t know…” Beast Boy picked one from the top of his head. “Riding a bike?”
“I can fly,” she said simply. “And there are no bikes on Tamaran.”
“What about toweling off after a shower?” He tried again. “Or scratching an itch… you know, on your chest or under your skirt?” When he heard his own sentence, he instantly grew nervous again. “Look, can’t you talk to Raven about this? I’m probably the last guy you want to listen to here.”
“It embarrasses me to think of asking Robin or Raven,” Starfire admitted, her cheeks turning red just like Beast Boy’s. “He might look at me as you are now - with fright. And Raven does not like to talk about things when I am confused. She does not like explaining things.” She explained away the last Titan. “Cyborg thinks of me as a child that is cute and innocent. I do not think he would like me if he heard me say these things.”
“What makes you think I would!?”
“You are always talking about ‘the girls’, and you are handsome,” Starfire stated. “I thought that you would know the ways of mating. I’ve always imagined you to have many mates.”
“Really? You think I have a lot of girlfriends? You think I’m handsome?”
Starfire nodded, amazed that he was surprised by this. “Yes. Is it not obvious that you are so?”
“If it is, you and I are the only people who can see the obvious.” He scratched his ear. “Girls don’t usually go for me. They think I’m too short, too goofy, too green. Not enough mopeds in my garage.” He stroked his chin. “Not enough hair. I’ve been called a lot of things, but not handsome.”
Starfire smiled warmly and innocently, as was her way. “I think you are handsome.”
“… Thanks,” he managed. “You’re very pretty. But you already knew that.”
“On my planet, being ‘pretty’ does not mean much. It is being strong that matters. That is why I attacked Robin earlier. I was courting him. I was showing him that I was strong enough - good enough - for him. But now I know that if I attack an Earth boy, he will not think of it the same way as I do.”
“I could’ve told you that.”
“Beast Boy, I cannot ask anyone else. I know that you and me will be the same friends as usual, even if I do something very strange or very stupid.”
He was afraid of where this was going, but tantalized at the same time. “Y-yeah.”
“Teach me about being an Earth girl, so that I can do what I wish to do to Robin.” She looked down at her lap and clung to the edge of her violet skirt. “And if necessary, please teach me how to get rid of my tingling. It is making it hard for me to concentrate on important things.”
Beast Boy nearly had a heart attack. He wasn’t sure what he babbled, but his answer was a definitive Yes.
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Soon they were in Beast Boy’s room. Clothes and games and CD’s and DVD’s cluttered the floor, making it difficult to reach the unmade bed. Beast Boy locked the automated door with every security feature it offered. He wasn’t sure if he could even open the door now. At the moment, he didn’t care. His mind was at critical mass from the amount of adrenalin pumping through it.
Starfire sat on his bed as she looked around quietly. The last time she was in here, they were searching for a monster that destroyed the den and ate Cyborg’s foot. That was of course Silkie when he went through his first molting. Beast Boy’s room hadn’t grown any cleaner since that time.
While Starfire was perfectly calm, Beast Boy was a nervous wreck. He was trembling, panting, and looked like the mob was after him. He expected one of the others to come barreling into his room, even though the door was ten times locked, and catching him in some perverted situation and punishing him for it. He kept telling himself that he was just helping Starfire with her problems. She was a strong girl. If he did anything she didn’t like, she could easily flatten him. He wasn’t doing anything wrong. Not really wrong. No worse than what he usually did wrong.
“Beast Boy?” she said, her voice as innocent and whimsical as ever. “What is wrong?”
“Oh-h, nothing, nothing.” He followed up under his breath. “Just wondering what I did to deserve this.”
She tilted her head cutely. “Are you embarrassed that someone will see you helping me?”
“This isn’t something you do in the living room,” came his sarcasm. “You don’t mate in the living room, right? Getting rid of tingly feelings is the same way.”
“I see.” Starfire’s legs were clamped shut, but the way she fidgeted made it clear that her ‘tingling’ was impossible to ignore. Once again, Beast Boy wondered how she’d never thought of taking care of this herself. It seemed impossible, unless there was some weird alien thing going on that he didn’t understand.
“Okay,” he said, his heart beating so hard that his chest made kettle drums seem quiet. “Just so we’re clear… on Tamaran, the boy’s part goes in the girl’s part too, right?”
Starfire thought it over. English was her second language, after all. “Yes.”
“Good.” Beast Boy’s inner voice yelled at him, demanding that he be smoother and focus. Starfire honestly wanted his help, and all he could think about was how flippin’ hot she was. He just had to be dreaming, and any moment he would wake up. “I guess, uh, that means you need to rub yourself down there.”
Starfire blinked once, then looked at her lap. “Down there?”
“Yeah.”
“With my hand?”
Beast Boy gulped. “Yeah. You could, uh, use the bathroom.”
“But my hand will not fit inside me.”
Beast Boy fainted from another heart attack. Starfire looked with concern at the green puddle that he’d become. He popped back up after a quick recovery.
“You use your fingers,” he whispered loudly. “You just start rubbing yourself. Keep rubbing different things until you find a spot that makes you feel really tingly, then keep rubbing it until you’re done.”
Blank stare. “Done?”
Beast Boy turned red until he looked like one of Trigon’s breed. “You know… until you cum.” He inwardly slapped himself and changed his wording. “Until you have an orgasm.”
Starfire considered the words, carefully recalling what they mean in Tamaran. She seemed to understand. “On my planet, the showing of love is done when the man has given his seed. That is how mating is completed.”
“Yeah-yeah, it’s like that here, if all you’re doing is making a baby. But you just want to get rid of the tingly feeling. For dudes, that happens when they, uh, give the seed and stuff.”
Starfire caught on. “And for the woman, it is… ‘orgasm’?”
“Sure.” He didn’t want to explain the fineries of English sex terms. He was in enough of a state as it was. “It’s a big explosion that comes when you rub yourself the right way.”
“I do not wish to explode!” Starfire cried. Beast Boy looked to the door fearfully, expecting someone to storm in because of her yelling, and he begged her to be quiet.
“It’s not that kind of explosion. It’s like…” Beast Boy struggled with his words again. He wished he had a dictionary on hand. Or maybe Doctor Ruth. “You know how it feels when you’re just so happy that you can’t help but scream? Like when you see Robin after thinking he’s dead?”
Starfire nodded and grinned. “Yes! That is such a glorious feeling!” She gasped as she suddenly understood, or at least thought she did. “Is that the orgasm?”
“No. Orgasms are, like, way bigger. It’s that kind of ‘explosion’. It’s a really really good feeling that just happens all of a sudden. The tingling gets so big that you can’t help but scream.” Beast Boy shook away the thoughts in his head from that line.
Starfire seemed apprehensive, but she seemed to follow his explanation. “I do not know what you mean, but I trust you Beast Boy. You clearly know much about the girls and the tingly orgasm.”
“Y-yeah.” Beast Boy pointed to the bathroom. “So go ahead and, uh, rub yourself down-” Before he could finish his sentence, Starfire was leaning back on his bed, legs spread ever so slightly, and her fingers massaging the space between her legs, carefully searching for the right spot.
“Whoa, whoa, hey!” Beast Boy spun around and forced himself to close his eyes, despite what every muscle between his waist and his knees said otherwise. He stood at attention, in both senses of the phrase, and let Starfire continue in silence. She didn’t seem concerned with his distress; she didn’t even pause. Beast Boy stared at the wall intently. The sounds of rustling fabric, and Starfire’s gentle moans, tempted him to look behind, but he fought back with all his might. The wall was his universe.
Starfire’d never done this before, and it showed. She stared at the ceiling, wondering silently to herself if this was what Earth girls really did to relieve their suffering, or if it was just something that Beast Boy made up as a joke of some sort. Her fingers slid up and down the material of her violet bloomers, slowly searching for the strongest tingle she could find. Running her fingers up and down like that did indeed change her tingle, making it a little stronger than before. It was enough to quicken her breath. The tingling spiked sharply whenever her finger reached the top of her pussy, so she focused on that region. Her rubbing produced slightly better results, but it was hard to do anything with her bloomers in the way.
“May I remove my bottom, Beast Boy?”
His cheeks were burning, as was his manhood downstairs. His spandex stretched uncomfortably over his erection, but he persevered. “You don’t have to ask me. Do whatever helps. But don’t you think you should do this, you know, in private?”
“We are ‘in private’,” she said, arching her back to help her in the removal of her bloomers. She pulled them over her boots and let them fall to the floor nearby.
“You’re not ‘in private’ if I’m around.” He prayed for God to let her listen to him. His dick prayed for the exact opposite.
“If I do this incorrectly, I wish to have you close by to correct me,” she said, reaching down to her pussy and gently sliding a finger along the lips. That was much better; she gasped sharply in approval. “I-I cannot walk around with-OUT-*gasp* my clothes on.”
Beast Boy’s cock jumped for joy. The rest of him sighed in defeat. “Right.” Robin was going to kick his ass when he learned about this. And he would learn. He was a flippin’ detective.
Starfire’s fingers rubbed up and down, diving into her cleft enough to be called penetration, but only just barely so. She ran circles around the small bump that gave the most sensation before, but only sporadically, as each time the feeling was pleasing for only a moment before leaving a raw feeling afterward. Starfire continued searching, poking her finger inside with sigh and running the tips along her inner walls as far and as long as she could. She moved back and forth, two fingers at a time going about an inch inside her before the angle of her hand got in the way and forced her back out. Each penetration was pleasing in its own right, and the tingling had grown stronger over the course of her explorations, but she didn’t feel like she would explode in the way Beast Boy described it. She tried combinations of these, first rubbing her bump and delving inside, then doing the opposite, then doing both at the same time. Each attempt gave her a sudden spark, but nothing seemed to stick. It wasn’t for lack of trying, but she seemed to be going nowhere. Her breathing was stronger, but it wasn’t uncontrollable like it was for the women in Earth’s movies, locked in the throws of passion.
Beast Boy had calmed down over the course of the time. He wasn’t sure, but he felt like half an hour had gone by. He knew from his, ahem, “reading material”, that women were supposed to take a long time to reach that point where they’d climax. He didn’t think it would take this long though. Guys were so quick that he couldn’t imagine girls needing much longer than that. An hour, tops!, to finish.
“Beast Boy?” Starfire asked amidst her gasps. “I do not think I am doing this properly.”
Oh my God, Beast Boy thought. I know this is a dream if she says…
“Please assist me.”
He didn’t have a heart attack, but he would need a change of pants later. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Starfire was the most beautiful girl around. Never in a million years would he imagine something like this happening.
Hey, don’t think that. She’s Star. Robin’ll kick your ass. Don’t forget.
“Are you sure?” he said without turning around. “Maybe you just need a night to yourself.”
Starfire practically cried in response. “I cannot leave now! I must be rid of this, now! It is too much to bear.”
Beast Boy slowly turned, and his eyes fell to the spot between her legs, the pink flesh beneath a patch of thin red hair. It was too beautiful for words.
“Please?” she asked. “I am sorry if I am selfish. I shall make it up to you.”
He squealed. She’s unreal! I don’t ever wanna wake up! Beast Boy rushed over, despite his attempts at restraint, and fell to his knees without hesitation. Starfire gently slid a leg over each of his shoulders and reclined casually, her eyes back on the ceiling in concentration. Beast Boy just stared for a long moment, amazed at the first real vagina he’d ever seen in his life. He could barely contain himself.
“Beast Boy?”
“I’m going,” he warned. He remembered his “reading material” and tentatively placed a finger against her lips. She jumped slightly from the suddenness of the touch. His fingertip moved slowly up one lip, then down the other, then back up the center all the way to the top. Beast Boy took his time and mapped out where everything was. He felt like he was examining a bomb, looking for the right wire to cut so that it wouldn’t detonate… only in this case, he was trying to detonate it.
He pushed into her, and a slow moan came from above. Starfire’s legs shifted as he moved the one finger all the way to the knuckle, a few inches deeper inside than her own fingers managed, then drew it back out. He sniffed the wetness on his finger and realized that this was the scent of a woman. He never thought it would smell like this. He never thought much about it, since pictures didn’t have smell attached to them. It was incredible.
He tried two fingers, pushing them in all the way with equal slowness, and Starfire’s reaction was better than before. Her fingers tightened subtly and bunched up the fabric of his bed, and her torso shook with the unexpected rush of feeling in her body. Beast Boy pulled out to the fingernail, then went back in, and back out, and back in with continual speed and force. Each time, his thumb and knuckles pressed against her lips and spread them to accommodate the penetration, then closed when he pulled out. It fascinated him how soft and giving it was. Imagine what it would be like with his…
Starfire’s breathing reflected her hightened state of arousal, and it was a noticeable improvement over what she’d done alone. Beast Boy noticed that her clitoris didn’t want to get any bigger, like it would for the girls in his reading material. He could see it, only because he knew where to look, but it was so small that it was easy to miss. He thought he was doing this right, and Starfire’s occasional gasps seemed to reflect that, but he didn’t think he was doing enough.
“Star?” he asked. “How is it?”
“Ahh…” she breathed, slowly and methodically. “Better. But, I do not feel the explosion.”
“Where do you think I should rub?” So far he’d just been going in and out, rather than exploring her inside.
“It all felt the same,” she said. “It is hard for me to know. I have never done this before.”
“Neither have I.” Beast Boy wiped a bead of sweat from his brow with his unused hand. A twin drop managed to fall on Star’s thigh and run down the side. She gasped sharply and with such a start that she sat up, scaring Beast Boy into pulling his fingers out entirely. “What! What?”
Her cheeks were red from her arousal. “I am sorry. It was the water. Please, continue.”
“One little drop?” Beast Boy entered her with his fingers again, earning an exhale from her that this time he could see because she was sitting up, her legs still on his shoulders. Oh, what an exquisite sight it was too.
“Tamaranians are sensitive to moisture,” she said. “When it touches us, we notice it very suddenly. Everything else is harder for us to feel, because of how we travel in space. Moisture and light are what we are most sensitive too.”
Beast Boy looked up, an idea hitting him. “Maybe that’s why.”
“Why?”
“Why you can’t feel this stuff as much as you should. You just said everything else is harder to sense.”
“…Yes,” she murmured. “It is not like that for humans?”
“Not really,” he said. “Water and light are just, I don’t know, they don’t feel all that special to us.”
“Raindrops tickle me,” Starfire said shyly. “And that is why I dislike baths that are hot or cold. It hurts.”
Beast Boy smirked at her, then looked thoughtfully at her feminine treasure, only inches away from his face. “Is it okay if I try something, Star?”
She shook her head. “Anything. I can’t stand being so tingly.”
“Alright. Just relax.” Starfire nodded and lay back, once again gazing upwards and focusing on her body. She couldn’t feel the soft breath from Beast Boy’s mouth, and she was vaguely aware of his fingers pulling out again, much to her regret. At least when they were inside, she felt something.
Then, suddenly, her pussy was on fire - a fire so great that she gasped her breath away in one deep moan. Her fingers clenched so tightly that they tore into Beast Boy’s bed. It was only dumb luck that her legs jerking on his shoulders didn’t crush his head accidentally. Beast Boy’s tongue went slowly along her lips, not quite reaching the top.
“Annnh!” she regained her senses when the moan had passed. “Beast Boy! What… how… what was that?”
“Did it feel good?”
“It was glorious!”
“Want me to do it again?”
Starfire wondered how much more of that she could take. It was so much. She couldn’t imagine where it would lead. But bravely, she delved deeper. “Yes, please.”
“Just remember I’m down here.”
“I shall,” she smiled.
Beast Boy drew his tongue along her again, and he earned another moan. He licked her steadily, or mercilessly judging by how much of an effect it had on her, and kept up his gentle pace. Starfire’s wriggling made it difficult to stay balance on his knees, so he held her thighs in place to support them both. He licked continuously, taking only a few minutes or so to coax Starfire into the state of arousal he was used to reading about. Her lips pursed and glistened with her juices, which seemed to have a fruity taste that Beast Boy loved. Her clit was erect from the folds above her labia, eagerly awaiting his attention. Starfire’s body was considerably warmer from what he felt through his cheeks, and she was clearly feeling something far more intense than she was before.
He was so proud of himself. He was making a real woman feel like this. He was good.
Beast Boy gently parted her lips and dove in, tongue lapping eagerly at her more sensitive insides. Starfire destroyed more of the bed with her fingers and did everything in her power to keep her strength in check, when Beast Boy’s touch kept urging her to lose control. He was inside her. His tongue was inside her, licking and tantalizing parts of her no one else had even seen, and she was overwhelmed by the feeling. She made the mistake of thinking this feeling was the explosion, when in fact it was just a little longer before she really reached her first real climax.
“Anh, anh, anh!” Starfire felt that fire growing hotter, and hotter, as Beast Boy’s tongue worked feverishly on her. He jumped to her bud and suckled on it tauntingly, impaling her with another spike of heat. “A-anh! I… I… Beast Boy, I…!” She didn’t know what to say or what to do. That fire grew so hot so fast that she wasn’t prepared for the intensity. At the peak of her ecstasy, Starfire’s whole body flooded with a green glow that pulsed with the rapid, powerful, and intense convulsions in her loins. She cried out, and her world suddenly became one, long moment of indescribable pleasure.
Beast Boy didn’t want to over-do it, so he changed his rapid licking to a slow, steady lather when her climax started. He could feel the pulsations in her abdomen and see them in her quivering genitals. Her juices splashed onto his chin and cheeks once before he backed away and watched the spectacle from a safer distance a few inches away. Her body shook, and her chest heaved sigh after sigh, for a good minute before the waves died down and allowed her to catch her breath.
Beast Boy pulled his legs, both fast asleep, from under him and fell to a sitting position, and let Starfire’s legs slide off to fall at his sides. He pulled out one of his witty one-liners to calm his nerves. He needed that after the intense moment between them. “And that’s when I’m not a lap dog.”
No answer. Just short, steady breaths.
“Star?” Beast Boy wiped his face clean with his sleeve and stood up. Starfire’s face rested on its side, so he walked to that side of his bed and knelt in her line of vision. “Star?”
She had a gentle smile on her face, accompanied by a warm glow. She looked so content, like she’d just woken from a good dream after a long nap. Beast Boy found himself blushing profusely when he realized that he’d done that to her.
“Thank you Beast Boy,” she said softly. “For showing me how to ‘not mate’.”
“Uh… yeah. No problem.”
“Is that what a man feels as well? The explosion?”
“Sort of.”
Starfire reached her hand across his cheek and stroked it affectionately. “I hope so.”
Her touch… so warm. “Why?”
She drew him closer and whispered, the breath from her lips tickling his pointed ears. “I wish to ‘make it worth your while’, as I promised.” Beast Boy went stark white. She had that matter-of-fact face on again. “You helped me to not-mate, so I’ll help you not-mate.”
Once again, part of him wanted to wake up from this dream, and the other part prayed that he never woke up.
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