Dark Side | By : bootysweat27 Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash Views: 9839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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First Times
A/N: Oh yeah! I’ve got the chapter up WAY quicker than I usually do! Go me! Don’t expect all chapters to come this quickly. This was seriously a miracle for me.
The first thing I’d like to do is reply to the comments I’ve received so far.
Gravy Baby – Okay, thanks? If you could calm down the tiniest bit the next time you review, that would be great. I really didn’t know what a lot of what you said meant. Sorry, I’m a tad illiterate when it comes to internet lingo. Wikipedia could only teach me so much!
gotc147 – Hey, thanks for the vote, but I honestly haven’t the slightest clue as to how I’d go about writing that. I apologize if you assumed that there would be a lot of that kind of stuff in this fic due to the tags I selected. I blame the fact that I’m new and didn’t really know quite what I was planning for this. I’ll be much more conservative with the tags I select next time.
Lolths Champion – Thanks for voting, but my decision has been made and here’s the lemon. If you wanna’ ignore this fic until I get the threesome written, I’ll understand. Aside from that, thanks for the compliment in your second comment and sorry for ranting; it’s a side of my personality I am far from proud of.
Sinkore – Hey, thanks for the vote and sorry that you didn’t win. I’m a pretty big BB/Rae shipper, though, and I’ll definitely be writing some stuff for that pairing… eventually.
Ginevra – Thank you! This is the best review I’ve received so far. I know I might have overreacted a bit. I don’t have a god complex or anything; I just wanted a little constructive feedback. Thanks for getting that. I agree that I messed up on the characterization a tiny bit. But, as you said, it wasn’t too bad. I believe that all the characters were within the logical parameters of what IS possible. They’re all a bit older than they were in the series(note the lack of a ‘minor’ tag). BB’s a little watered down. Raven’s… still… Raven. The level of suspicion from the other three was slightly diminished due to the fact that all—except for Robin—were taking their queues from the person who should’ve been the most bothered; Beast Boy himself. As he was generally unconcerned, Cyborg decided that there was nothing—save for a second BB—to worry about and Starfire was simply leaving everything up to Robin. Robin, being Robin, demanded a detailed explanation of what had happened(though not in so many words) and, upon getting it, was able to chill out. I’m not downplaying your criticism; it’s the best I’ve gotten so far—both on and off this site—I was simply explaining myself. If it was sufficient, then huzzah. If not, I respect your opinion—quite a bit—and hope to see you back for this chapter.
TheSonOfJokerAndHarley – Um… sorry to say that you were a tiny bit late. My decision had already been made. Though, I guess it isn’t too bad, seeing as how you’re getting your way anyways. So, congrats I guess?
I guess all that’s left to say is;
LEMONS AHOY!
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Beast Boy stretched as he allowed the common room doors to close behind him. He proceeded, lazily, down the hall and about a corner to the hallway containing the door to Raven’s room. He gave it a brief glance containing a multitude of confusing emotions before continuing on around the next corner to find his own door.
He slid the door open and passed through the archway, completely failing to notice the strangely Cheshire-like grin hovering in one of the corners. He kicked off his boots and threw them, along with his gloves into one of the random piles on his floor. Scratching the area directly below his left ass cheek with a lightly clawed hand, he continued towards his current goal. He’d just reached his bed and began to stretch when a form tackled him from behind.
He’d barely registered the attack when he found his face pressed into his mattress and felt the rhythmic puffs of warm air against his cheek. “Hey dude” came a sarcastic sounding raspy voice.
“What’s up?” Beast Boy asked, attempting to unnerve his doppelganger long enough to gain the upper hand.
It didn’t work.
He was flipped onto his back as the now identified body strattled his waist. He wasn’t particularly nervous. He’d assumed that, eventually, Menagerie would want to do something like this.
“Ready for some fun?” the black-and-grey changeling asked, a coy smirk making his definition of ‘fun’ even more obvious than it had already been.
“Sure,” Beast Boy replied flippantly. “What’cha got in mind?”
Menagerie twitched slightly before he was able to regain his sensual detachment. “Well,” he began. “I was thinking that I could, y’know, show you a world of pleasure you’ve never even imagined.”
“Ah,” Beast Boy replied with an affirmative nod. “The usual.” He then continued with a smirk of his own. “You are aware of how much ‘imagining’ I do, right?”
“Point taken—“ Menagerie allowed. “But still.”
“So,” Beast Boy jumped in, starting to become slightly impatient. “Everything you got—or just the basics?”
With a condescending raise of a brow, Menagerie replied. “Everything I got would give you a heart attack.”
“The basics it is” the green boy affirmed.
Menagerie pulled back just enough to grip his template’s belt and release the catch. Throwing it to the side, he moved onto the previously hidden waistband and began, almost torturously, to draw the fabric down. Beast Boy, for his part, was simply trying not to whine with his ever growing need. If some small part of his personality embodied could keep calm, so could he—as a whole.
As Beast Boy’s pants reached his knees, Menagerie released them and moved up so his face was level with that of the one he was strattling. He grinned down at his panting victim before catching his lips in a forceful kiss. It was returned almost instantly and Beast Boy barely noticed as his leggings were forced the rest of the way down in a single fluid motion.
Please note the word ‘almost.’
He let out the slightest of moans as he realized that his replica was already barefoot—and as he could tell from the particular texture rubbing against his own bare legs, most likely wearing not but his birthday suit. ‘Strange thought there’ Beast Boy thought to himself. ‘Seeing as how, technically, he was kinda’ born in a full replica of my uniform.’
His attempt at intelligent thought was interrupted shortly in, however, as Menagerie pulled out of the kiss just long enough to lift the last parcel of clothing—the green one’s shirt—past their heads. Using his oddly dexterous feet, Menagerie tossed the pants into his now freed hand. He took a quick sniff at the crotch and gave Beast Boy another coy smirk.
“How many times have you jacked off today?” he asked with a tone of mock-disgust.
“Don’t you know?” Beast Boy shot right back.
“Right,” the grey one replied. “Four…”
“Shut up and fuck me” Beast Boy groaned, using his one free hand to grip his clone’s shoulder.
With only a smile and a shake of his head, Menagerie discarded the pants and, in the same motion, slid three of his fingers into his mouth, wasting no time in completely drenching them.
“Ready?” he asked, positioning his index finger at the green one’s entrance.
“Does ‘shut up and fuck me’ mean anything to you?” Beast Boy asked, becoming slightly agitated. He didn’t have long to be annoyed, however, as a finger was plunged fully inside of him, eliciting a loud gasp of breath.
Menagerie moved the finger in and out rhythmically, never feeling any resistance and, thus, not taking long to force a second finger in. Beast Boy only gasped slightly this time, having become comfortable with another’s fingers within. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t fingered himself on many an occasion in the past.
Still feeling very little resistance, Menagerie finally added the third finger, having contorted as to remoisten it. Only with this final digit within him did Beast Boy finally start to feel some slight discomfort. It faded quickly, however, and he nodded to show his readiness.
Menagerie withdrew his digits and wiped them off on the bedspread before positioning his final device of penetration. Locking his eyes with those of his lover/victim, he forced his way forward; just enough to insert the head of his member. As a natural part of his highly unnatural genetic structure, Beast Boy was unusually well endowed and, in effect, so was his clone.
The thick cock head made Beast Boy release a deep and almost pained groan. There was absolutely no way that three average sized fingers could ever have hoped to prepare him for such girth. Menagerie was fully aware of what would make it better and, upon moistening the entirety of his shaft with even more saliva, he forced his way deep into the green changeling’s hole.
Beast Boy was about ready to pass out from the feeling of being stretched when a jolt of pleasure ran up his spine and spread to encompass his entire body. His eyes rolled back in his head as his cock began to regain the hardness it almost lost in all the pain. He could feel Menagerie’s penis rubbing back and forth against his good spot like a saw and his own organ was painfully hard in a matter of seconds.
Menagerie began to increase his pace, drawing out more and pushing in deeper with each thrust. Motivated by the pulsating, green flesh, he let himself advance past simple stroking of the prostate, straight to random scraping and jabbing. Beast Boy was jerking with every inward motion and writhing about every time that pleasure struck him. He was becoming dizzy due to his deep, ragged breathing, but only felt the pleasure increase as his coherent thought left him entirely.
There was a sudden rough jab, signaling the imminant orgasm of the gray one who was experiencing almost as much pleasure as his sub, but he continued to pump, holding back the release as long as he could.
As the pounding seemed to reach a fever pitch, Beast Boy’s dick twitched, releasing a large stream of cum; his body shuddering and every muscle becoming tight to the point of nearly locking.
As his rear muscles clamped, creating a vice like, nearly painful grip about Menagerie’s member, the dark changeling released his first audible sound of pleasure before voiding his balls into Beast Boy’s ass and tensing to almost the same extent of his lover. As his muscles loosened, he collapsed on top of the changeling below him who was able to muster just enough whit to roll onto his side.
The two just laid there, basking in the beautiful afterglow until they began to pass out. Beast Boy spoke in disjointed, sleep-ready words. “Can… I be… on… top… next time?”
The darker one’s words came in a similar tone, equally as distorted by gasps for breath and general exhaustion. “Sure… first thing… to-tomorrow… if… you want.”
With the thought of future pleasures firmly in mind, the two drifted into sleep, pressing tightly to one-another for a mixture of warmth and the feeling of simple human contact; for this was a commodity largely kept from Beast Boy post-serum.
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Raven’s eyes were wide and her jaw slack as she leant against the wall next to Beast Boy’s room. She’d known he was a bi, but it had never occurred to her that he’d be willing to do it with himself. The worst part for Raven was, oddly enough, that he’d let that ‘thing’ take him like that.
Finally letting out the breath she’d barely been aware she’d been holding, she readjusted her face to its regular subdued scowl and passed back around the corner to her hallway and entered her room, forcing the door to close slightly faster than usual with her powers.
What? It’s the closest she could get to slamming the thing!
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A/N: Okay, there’s chapter two. You have experienced my first lemon on this site—and my first yaoi lemon ever. Please tell me what you think. If I made a mistake anywhere, I wanna’ know about it so I can fix it.
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