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Mating Season
A Teen Titans smutbunny
By
EvilFuzzy9

As Beast Boy's friend and teammate, Rachel "Raven" Roth, who appeared to be possessed by some fragment of her father, Trigon (or else just the demonic blood in her veins), prepared to ritualistically rape him in order to impregnate herself with shapeshifting quarter-devil babies, the former Doom Patrol member could not help back to think on what Rita had once told him.
"Remember, Garfield," the elastic, size-changing woman had said once, when he was still young and just getting started out. "If a succubus, or other female devil, ever tries to take advantage of you, all you need to do is—"
"Um, question, ma'am!" Oh jeez, he had been such a dork back then, hadn't he? "Why are you naked?"
Beast Boy blinked.
Wait, what? That didn't sound...
He then paled a little as he recalled more.
Elastigirl had simply smiled at him. She had licked her lips a little, her smile widening and becoming more predatory as her generous, full, heaving... whoa, okay, NO; he did NOT want to go there!
"Why, I'm simply giving you a demonstration, Garfield."
"RITA! BY GOD, WOMAN! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!"
Oh cripes, had Mento been there, too? This was just getting all KINDS of fucked up.
"This kid is gonna be pretty messed up, when he get's older."
Oh, what the hell. Negative Man? Even Negative Man had been there?
"Okay," Beast Boy muttered to himself. "Looking for life advice in repressed memories? Bad idea."
Raven simply leered at him with her four, glowing red eyes as she placed her hands on his erection. He hissed a little at the feeling of her skin against his, and he was biting his lip as he tried to focus on anything but Raven's tight, inviting...
The door exploded.
"RAAHHHH!" roared Starfire, her eyes glowing violent green as she flung a starbolt at Raven. The possessed empath threw up a dark energy shield to stop it, but the she was not able to stop the second bolt that came in after it, or the subsequent eye-laser follow up.
Raven was thrown into opposite wall by the force of the green energy blast, snarling animalistically in rage. Starfire quickly pounced after her, pounding her fist into the wall right next to Raven's head. Spiderweb cracks ran through the plaster, which buckled and cratered under the force of the Tamaranian's blow. The empath's eyes returned to normal, Starfire's radioactive green cowing the hellish red.
"You have HAD your turn, friend Raven!" Starfire shouted, grabbing Raven's wrist, her hand glowing with the energy she carried inside her body. The markings on Raven's skin began to recede, fading into her skin.
"I'm not finished with him, yet..." Raven hissed, but her voice was normal, now, no longer any demonic influence evident in its pitch or timbre. "I still need more of it..." she murmured lowly. "More of his..."
Starfire punched the wall again, this time with the hand holding Raven's wrist.
"And you will get more," she said, her voice sounding heated, yet precisely controlled. "Later. But for now, there are others who desire their own turns with friend Beast Boy, to do the korfka during his sneeglash-ra."
"Yeah," came the sound of a confident, smug voice, one Beast Boy remembered quite well, even in spite of how little he had heard it. "You're not the only one who wants a ride on that stallion."
Blackfire, dressed in very little (as Tamaranians tended to do), walked into the room with a soft smirk on her face. Following her were Nightwing, Kitten, and someone Beast Boy hadn't seen in the living room during the massive melee.
"Dude, don't I get a say in my partners?" he protested a little weakly, well aware of the fact that he was currently stark naked in a room full of horny, superpowered young women. And Kitten.
"Course not, luv!" said the red-eyed New Zealander heroine, Argent, her red-streaked black hair wild and spiky. "But don't worry, 'andsome, I promise we'll be nice and gentle with ye!"
Beast Boy shivered nervously, seeing and feeling Argent rake her eyes up and down his naked body. Her tight, low cut black shirt did wonders for emphasizing her bosom, and the fishnets were very intriguing as well, in their own way.
Kitten, the blonde, blue-eyed, bratty daughter of small time supervillain Killer Moth, giggled.
"Speak for yourself, skank," she said, but there wasn't any particular heat in her tone. Her eyes were twinkling as they drank in the sight of Beast Boy's nakedness. She purred a little as she added, "I don't do gentle."
The riding crop in her hand made this pretty damn clear, BB could not help but think with a kinda detached feeling.
"Um, uh..." he muttered nervously, eyes flicking between Kitten and Argent and Blackfire and Nightwing and Starfire and Raven, and mind also going to all the other girls in the house.
Beast Boy then recalled, quite inappropriately, the dream he'd had about Kitten that morning.
His cheeks turned dark red, and his member twitched and stiffened a little.
Cheyenne Freemont smirked, leering suggestively at his boner.
"It looks like your little beast has already made up its mind, Garfield," she remarked, a playful lilt to her voice.
Beast Boy's blush deepened even further. Raven's room was fairly dark, usually, and even the light streaming in from the hallway could only do so much to illuminate the oppressive gloom. Still though, he could see quite well the damage Nightwing's outfit had taken from Starfire's earlier barrage. Very little was left to the imagination, now, and a part of him could not help but wonder how what little that remained of the metahuman's spandex was still able to cling to her body.
Her rather sexy, nice and curvy body. Star and Blackfire might have been very well endowed themselves, but Cheyenne was on at least even footing with them.
From the side, he heard Raven sigh.
"Fine..." the empath muttered irritably. "I can wait. For now."
Glancing back in their direction, Beast Boy saw Starfire finally release Raven, letting the naked heroine slide down the wall. His eyes were focused with what he was aware was a probably inappropriate level of intensity at the all of the subtle ways her body reacted to the simple motion of plopping down onto her bum, leaning her back against the wall.
For a moment, she met his glance.
Violet-blue eyes met deep, vibrant, living green. Blue lit up, and green widened infinitesimally, briefly averting themselves in shame.
Then he saw, in the corner of his vision, the smile that lit up Raven's face. It was a strange smile, in how it was so small and subdued and subtle, and yet also still so obviously bright and warm and genuine. With an almost animal certainty, Beast Boy felt that this was a true smile. It seemed like one that came from the very bottom of her heart, if that could really make sense.
"Love ya," Raven said dryly, the smile still not leaving her face. There was a slight teasing texture to her words, a sort of mischievous, playful lilt that was most unlike the typically dour witch. Yet there was also a curious sincerity to them, a sense of blunt, simple, profound honesty which almost made Beast Boy do a double take.
She winked at him a little, the small, subtle, barely noticeable smile which so faintly curved her lips seeming to him in that moment like the most blatant, most obvious, most in your face clear expression he had ever seen anyone give.
But then his attention was stolen away from Raven, and the perplexing paradox of her apparent affections, by something hot and sweet and moist being pressed against his mouth.
"Mmph mrrph!" Beast Boy yelped, eyes widening at the sudden appearance of Starfire's eyes in front of him, along with the rest of her, and also at the sudden, though not unwelcome, pressure of her lips against his.
He could hear the other girls making various sounds of amusement or disappointment around him, but all he could really focus on was how warm Starfire's lips were, and how green her eyes were. Because her lips were indeed warm: warm as though they were heated by the power which lay within her, brimming with the same energy she so often released in combat.
Her lips alone felt like they could destroy him, like they held the power to raze entire worlds to the ground. But her eyes, oh her eyes were so intriguing, so beguiling, so entrancing. Her eyes were exotic, strange, beautiful.
He'd always known, on some level, that Star's eyes were green, but it wasn't until he saw them boring into his own as she kissed him that he realized just what 'green' meant. And it was a little strange that they were open, actually, while she was kissing him, yet they were, and Beast Boy could not help but be swallowed up, a little, by them. Her eyes were just so green, green in ways that human eyes could not be, green in a way that even his own eyes were not.
It made him think of his body, in a way. Starfire's eyes – sclera, iris, and pupils – were all just different shades of green. Like his skin, and his hair. The only part of him that was colored the same way as a normal human would be were his eyes.
Eyes which he faintly recalled had once been blue, before the Sakutia, and the makeshift cure that had saved his life, yet also changed him irrevocably on a fundamental level. But that wasn't something he liked to think about. He did his damnedest to stay positive, and he wouldn't let that stop now.
So he focused on the positives of this situation.
Like Blackfire playfully removing her sister's top, letting Star's generous orange funbags flop free from their cruel confinement, or Argent unbuckling Starfire's tight skirt, pulling it off of his titillating Tamaranian teammate's body.
Those were very positive.
In spite of his earlier fears, Beast Boy found that he was not caring much at the moment about anything but Starfire's body, and all the ways he wanted to meld it with his own. His hands came up to her breasts, cupping them as he deepened their kiss. She inched herself closer to him, pressing her lips into his lips and her chest into his hands and her waist onto his lap.
Beast Boy groaned into Star's mouth, and he felt her slip her tongue past his lips.
And.
Wow.
That was some tongue.
He kinda melted at that point, losing track of logic as Starfire did things to his mouth that he never would have even imagined to be physically possible. All higher thought sort of shut down, a little bit, as the Tamaranian introduced his tongue to carnal delights beyond his wildest fantasies.
He wasn't even thinking about it when he bucked his hips up against hers. He was just so out of it from the pleasure that he didn't even realize he had thrust himself into Starfire until she pulled back from the kiss to let out a sort of wailing moan. That was when he noticed the pressure squeezing down on his little buddy from all around, and felt the incredible heat of a Tamaranian's sex.
It was different from how it had felt with Raven. Fucking Starfire, that is. And it was not just the obvious physical differences, either. It felt more animal, what he was doing, what they were doing. He didn't feel the same rush of emotions he had when he'd been inside Raven. He didn't feel the same sort of...
...well, he guessed you could call it almost a spiritual connection. It was an odd notion for him to consider, as he wasn't really prone to contemplating that sort of thing, but Beast Boy supposed that maybe it had something to do with Raven's powers. It was probably just a side effect of Rae's really mystical and mental and spiritual powers that he had felt like that.
Or so he told himself, at least.
This was not, of course, to say that sex with Starfire was lacking anything. It still felt right, in a way, in the same primitive, instinctive way that it felt right to run as a deer, or fly as an eagle. But it was all physical. There wasn't really anything but lust behind this. He was fucking Star, she was fucking him, but it wasn't anything special. Not in the way it had been with Raven.
Maybe it was just because that had been his first time. Raven had been his first time, so he had just been overwhelmed by all of the sensations. But now that he had already experienced it once, he was able to keep his head on straight. It still felt incredible, of course, but there was never anything quite like your first time, right? Whether it was your first time watching a movie, your first time playing through a video game, or even just his first time transforming into a new kind of animal. The sensations always hit you the hardest the first time around, and you could never really recreate the experience of doing something for the first time.
Yeah, that was all it was. It wasn't like there was anything special between him and Rae. I mean, sure, he thought she was hot, in a scary sort of way, and yeah, maybe he preferred her company over most of the other Titans, but that didn't mean anything. He was still trying to figure out how things were between him and Terra and whether there was still anything there. He didn't need to go adding fuel to the fire, or complicating matters, by falling for Raven.
Besides, she couldn't stand him.
But then Beast Boy's thoughts were taken off of Raven as he heard Starfire suddenly let out a scream of pure ecstasy. He saw her fling her head back, eyes glowing a violent green. Then he felt her clamp down on him andholy shit he almost thought he was going to die, or at least lose his green beans, the way her pussy was clenching so hard that she probably could have cracked walnuts with it.
It was the most sublime, mindblowing mixture of agony and ecstasy that he had ever yet experienced. He came inside of her with a vengeance, feeling a little weak as his manhood went flaccid inside of Starfire's extraterrestrial blossom.
"Whoa..." he mumbled, feeling kinda dizzy and woozy as he fell back onto the floor, his softened, contracted member slipping out of Star's hot fire.
That was when he noted the twin, glowing holes in the ceiling, right above Starfire. They were spaced fairly close together, and were roughly the size and shape of the Tamaranian's eyes.
He blinked blearily.
"Duuude... Star, did... did you just blow... a hole in the roof?" he asked her, panting weakly from exhaustion.
She smiled weakly, blushing a little bit as she scratched the back of her neck.
"It is... a Tamaranian thing," she said, as though that explained everything. And, hell, maybe it did. Beast Boy didn't know jack diddly squat about her race.
"Pretty small, for how loud you were screaming," he dimly heard Blackfire remark. "I could easily do bigger than that."
Starfire blushed harder.
"I have..." she murmured sheepishly. "...only had a little of the experience with the sex."
He could hear the smirk on Blackfire's face at this remark.
"Then allow your big sister to show you how it's done," purred the elder, darker, exiled Tamaranian.
Beast Boy felt a foreboding shiver at the way Blackfire said these words.
"Er, dude..." he said, panting weakly. His skin was sweaty, and it took him an almost unconscionable effort of will just to lift his head to face the young woman. "I... don't think... I've got any gas left..." He was barely able to speak, in between the heavy, labored breaths of one who is so profoundly exhausted.
"No problem," he heard Raven's voice say. "I can fix that."
Then he heard her chant a few words in some alien language, and suddenly he was enveloped in the dark energy of her soul-shape. He almost shuddered instinctively at the sensation, but ultimately he did not have the strength in him for even that much.
He blacked out, then, from sheer exhaustion if nothing else.
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