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Teen Titans: Future Passion	By : AnansiScribe Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 6528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Teen Titans: Future Passion”

Chapter 5: “A Succubus for Christmas”
Disclaimer: The concept of Teen Titans does not belong to me; it belongs to DC Comics and Warner Brothers. With the exception of Lilim Clay/Succubus, most of the characters you will see here don’t belong to me; they’re borrowed largely from the comics.
Author’s note: This is my first Christmas-themed lemon. The pairing will be Succubus/Darkstar, and like with my other Future Passion lemons, I will post short bios of those two characters before I start the story. I know most of the characters in this lemon anthology are original characters or comic-only characters and thus unknown to you, but would it be too much of a pain for you to review?
Setting: After Future Storm

Succubus: When Lilim Clay lost her virginity to her boyfriend on her sixteenth birthday, she got something back in return, her boyfriend’s life force. Discovering shortly afterward that she had the power to empathically charm men and drain them of their life energy, she began seducing a number of her male classmates in hopes of gaining control over this power. When she manifested pseudo-telekinetic powers after one of her conquests, she learned that she could imprint the powers of metahumans she drained onto her own DNA. Sometime later, she and six other teenagers were brought together to stop a cosmic threat known as the Darkheart and under the tutelage of former Titan Cyborg became the Titans East.
Darkstar: Bobby Long was the son of Donna Troy, the adopted sister of Diana of Themyscira (Wonder Woman), and would have inherited his mother’s Amazonian abilities had she not petitioned the Greek deities to strip him of those powers. In his teens, those powers began to manifest, forcing Donna to reveal to him that she had suppressed his powers out of fear of a future where they drove him mad. Angered and feeling betrayed, Bobby joined the intergalactic police force known as the Darkstars but later returned to make peace with his mother. Currently, he serves as both a Darkstar and a Titan.

In the far reaches of space, a planet-shaped slate sphere emblazoned with a black starburst hovered. Inside that sphere, beings of various species clad in the same red-and-white exo-mantle moved about. Many of them gathered in smaller groups, chatting animatedly with one another or speaking in more subdued tones. Some chose to stay by themselves, such as the blond-haired human, 17 Earth years old, known as Bobby Long. The boy was waiting for the go-ahead to return to his own planet, desperate to see his fellow Titans again.
Finally, he heard the voice of a Coordinator – one of the creators of the Darkstar organization – calling his name. He walked into the main chamber of the planet base, hoping beyond hope that they would allow him to return to Earth. After all, he’d completed that damned mission for them like he’d sworn he’d do and now he needed to fulfill another promise.
“Robert Troy Long,” the head Coordinator spoke. “You have done very well since you joined the Darkstars, even though we had our initial reservations. Fortunately, you have proven our fears to be largely unfounded. In your latest mission, you showed exemplary courage and tenacity.”
“Thank you,” Bobby answered humbly. “I don’t deserve all the credit; I would not have survived as long as I did on that planet without Falin and Tyrk’s assistance.”
“We know you wish to return to Earth,” another Coordinator spoke. “If our reckoning of Earth time is correct, the holiday you humans call Christmas is coming and such a holiday is marked by togetherness with those of whom you are fond. Are we correct?”
“Yes,” Bobby replied.
“Then you will be allowed to return to Earth, as long as you remember that we can call on you at any time if we feel we need your services,” the Coordinator stated.
“I understand,” Bobby said.

Back on Earth, in Steel City, Titans Tower was bustling with activity. Kid Flash, daughter of the third man to bear the mantle of the Flash, was running around putting up Christmas decorations all over the main room of the Tower. The other members of Titans East were decorating the Christmas tree, putting up lights and baubles. Micron put on the finishing touch by growing to giant size and placing a star on the top of the tree.
“Christmas is going to be tomorrow,” the liquid metal Cyborg said. “Everybody ready for eggnog?” He paused. “Oh, wait, you’re all too young for that stuff. More for me, then.” He chuckled good-humoredly. “At least you still get the presents and the Christmas turkey.”
“Yeah,” Succubus spoke with a note of false cheer. “Presents! I know what I wanna find under the tree tomorrow. . . .”
“Not a chance,” Cerdian, the son of the former Aqualad, answered tonelessly.
“You’re no fun,” Succubus groaned almost seductively, earning her a glare from Red Hood, the daughter of the former Speedy.
“We’ve all done our Christmas shopping, right?” Cyborg asked. “Because I don’t think any of us wants to try to fight through a bunch of other people who put it off till the last minute.”
“Everybody’s presents are under the tree, all wrapped up, and nobody is going to know what they are until tomorrow,” Flamebird replied. “It helps that nobody here has X-ray vision, unless somebody here copied it from some poor sap.”
Succubus glared at Flamebird, who glared back. Flamebird didn’t exactly believe that Succubus was a worthy Titan, given the platinum blonde’s history of draining the life force from metahumans she seduced in order to copy their powers. In fact, the blonde vigilante was apparently fond of demonstrating her contempt for the psychic vampire at every possible opportunity.
“Hey, chill,” Cyborg said, interposing himself between the two girls smoothly. “It’s Christmas time.” He turned to Succubus. “Lilim, you mind if I talk to you later, alone?”
“Why?” Succubus asked. “Liz insulted me. You should be talking to her about having more respect for her teammates.”
“And I will,” Cyborg replied. “However, you concern me more right now.”
Succubus angrily folded her arms below her generous bust and glared at Cyborg. “Why? Because I’m not a virginal goody-two-shoes like her?”
“It’s not that,” Cyborg answered. “I’m worried about you. You’ve been irritable ever since Bobby went on that mission with the Darkstars.” His red eyes widened in realization. “That’s it, isn’t it? You miss Bobby.”
“Yeah,” Succubus admitted, the anger draining out of her.
“I miss him, too,” Red Hood confessed, lowering her hood to reveal curly red-orange hair and green eyes. “But he’ll be home tomorrow. He said it wouldn’t take too long.”
“Missions get complicated all the time,” Succubus said pessimistically.
“He’ll be here tomorrow,” Red Hood answered emphatically.

The next day was Christmas and the Titans East, sans Bobby, were celebrating with their families – those of them that still had families, that was. Roy Harper (formerly Speedy and Arsenal) and Donna Troy-Harper (formerly Wonder Girl) had arrived to see Red Hood, as had Oliver Queen, his wife Dinah, their daughter Olivia, and Oliver’s son Connor from a previous relationship. Garth (formerly Aqualad and Tempest) and Dolphin had made their way to Steel City to see Cerdian, their son. Wally West (formerly the Flash), his wife Linda, and their son Barry had come by to see Kid Flash, Wally’s daughter. Bette Kane and Lilith Clay had shown up to see their respective daughters Flamebird and Succubus. Micron had left the Tower to be with his uncle’s family.
The first thing Roy did upon seeing Red Hood was hug her tightly. “Hey, Lian. Merry Christmas.”
“Thanks, Dad,” Red Hood answered, returning the hug. “Merry Christmas.”
She received hugs from Donna, Oliver, Dinah, Olivia, and Connor, prompting her to comment, “We should have just done a group hug, get it all out of the way at once.”
Oliver just ruffled Lian’s hair affectionately. “She definitely has your mouth, Roy.”
“Don’t I know it,” Roy agreed with a wry smile.
Meanwhile, Dolphin was grilling Cerdian on Lian. “Have you two made it to first base yet?” she asked him.
“We have not arrived at any bases yet,” Cerdian replied.
“You mean you still haven’t told her how you feel?” Dolphin asked incredulously.
“I’m bad news, remember?” Cerdian retorted. “If I lose control, she could end up hurt, or worse. I refuse to risk her life just to indulge my feelings.”
“Have you ever considered that if she wanted you in return, as she seems to, she wouldn’t care about the risk?” Garth observed.
Cerdian groaned. “Merry Christmas, both of you, even though I see no point in this holiday.”
“There is a point,” Garth replied. “Roy taught it to me. Christmas is about being with those you love, despite all the pretty trappings.”
“Is he still going on about that?” Roy asked, sidling over to Cerdian. “Listen, kiddo, life is too short to spend it worrying about what could go wrong because of what you might or might not do. If you keep worrying, you’ll eventually wake up by yourself and you’ll be cursing yourself for not going for it when you had the chance. Besides, I trust you more with Lian than I trusted her last few boyfriends.”
“I’m flattered,” Cerdian replied tonelessly.
“Yeah, now go open your presents; you might find something good in there,” Roy said.
From then on, gifts were exchanged. Red Hood was given a set of high-tech arrows, for which she hugged Roy tightly as a sign of gratitude. Cerdian received bracers made of seashells magnetically attached to each other. Kid Flash received a DVD box set of the first season of her favorite sci-fi series. Flamebird gained a cell phone tracer, for which she gratefully embraced her mother. Succubus peeled back the wrapping in which her new art book came and a note slipped out, which she picked up and read.
“Hey, Lilim,” the note said. “I know you wanted to be a fashion designer, so I figured you could use this to work on your designs. Merry Christmas. Love, Bobby.”
Succubus hugged the art book to her chest. “Thanks, Bobby,” she whispered. “But I’d like it better if you were here.”
Donna observed Succubus’s actions and came to one conclusion. The platinum blonde was in love with Bobby, or at least cared deeply for him. She sighed, hoping that Bobby’s mission had wrapped up quickly enough for him to show up at some point this day.
Sure enough, the door to Titans Tower slid open and a familiar blond young man stepped through, dressed in his Darkstar exo-mantle. He smiled sheepishly at the gathering in front of him. “Merry Christmas,” he said. “Sorry I took so long.” He was summarily caught in a fierce hug by Donna and Succubus, almost feeling smothered by their bodies.
“You worried me,” Succubus said.
“And me,” Donna added.
“Not to mention the rest of us,” Cyborg added, the liquid metal that usually covered his body receded to reveal his human visage. “But never mind that; come over and open your presents.”
Bobby extricated himself from his mother and Succubus’s embrace and went under the Christmas tree to find the presents addressed to him. He unwrapped one and found it to be a stereo set. He unwrapped another one and found a wrist-worn CD player. “Thanks,” he said.
“You’re welcome,” Succubus replied. She crouched and leaned down to whisper in his ear, “But your real present comes later tonight.”
Bobby blushed as various perverted images came to mind. He imagined Succubus in a sexy Ms. Claus outfit, complete with cap, spread out on his bed. He imagined her spread out on his bed wearing nothing but that cap. He imagined her wearing nothing but a red bow, the bow doing absolutely nothing to hide her womanly charms. Judging by her tone, at least one of those fantasy images – or something else entirely – would become reality.

That night, the Titans East and their guests were full from Christmas turkey and eggnog. Cyborg grinned and suggested, “How about a little dance?” Accessing the Titans Tower computer systems with the nanotechnology in his body, he turned on the music, Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas (Is You)” beginning to play. “Classic.”
Roy leaned over by Cerdian and said, “Donna and I are gonna dance. I’d like it very much if you asked Lian to dance, y’know, just so Donna and I won’t be alone out there.”
“You won’t be,” Cerdian answered dryly. “Everyone else is dying to dance.”
Meanwhile, Dolphin sidled up to Red Hood and whispered in her ear, “Cerdian wants to dance with you, but he’s too shy to say so, so you’re going to have to ask him.”
Red Hood grinned and walked up to Cerdian. “Cerdian . . . would you like to dance with me?”
Cerdian looked up at Red Hood, dark purple eyes meeting lime green orbs. His resistance melted away with the look she was giving him. “Sure,” he replied. “I’d like that.” As he took Red Hood’s hand and guided her onto the dance floor, Dolphin smirked in triumph.
Other couples had found their way onto the dance floor, like Garth and Dolphin, Wally and Linda, and Bobby and Succubus. As the last couple danced, Succubus smiled at Bobby. “You’re a good dancer,” she complimented.
“Thanks,” Bobby answered. “You’re not bad yourself.”
After the dinner and dancing was done with, the parents of the Titans East were escorted to guest rooms by their children. “Don’t make too much noise, please,” Bobby said to Roy and Donna.
“Yeah, we’d really like our sleep,” Red Hood added.
“Sure,” Donna conceded with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“Why are you looking at us like that?” Red Hood asked.
“Because we know you two won’t be doing that much sleeping, either,” Donna replied with a wicked grin.
“Who told you that?” Bobby questioned.
“Nobody,” Donna answered. “I just happen to know these things. Anyway, have fun.”
“And remember to be careful,” Roy added, affectionately punching Bobby in the shoulder and winking at Red Hood. “I don’t want grandkids just yet. I can barely handle you two.”

Bobby groaned tolerantly before departing for his room. “Merry Christmas and good night,” he called over his shoulder. When he entered the room and turned on the lights, he saw one of his fantasies come to life. That fantasy was Succubus, dressed in nothing but a red bow and spread alluringly on his bed.
“I told you your real present was coming tonight,” she purred.
Bobby blushed. “Lilim . . .” he mumbled hesitantly.
“Why so shy, Bobby?” Lilim asked. “I know you want me. You know you want me. And I want to do this with you.”
Bobby slowly and deliberately closed the distance to his bed. “I’m not sure about this,” he replied.
“What’s there not to be certain about?” Lilim asked. “You want me, I want you. Not that complicated.”
“Is there anything more than that between us?” Bobby wondered. “Besides our friendship, besides physical desire for one another?”
Lilim read his heart and saw the truth in his eyes. He was hesitating because he cared about her, because he didn’t want to just use her for his own pleasure if there was nothing more behind it. She smiled softly; the boy was certainly different from all her other lovers, who’d entered the bedroom with her with no hesitation whatsoever. Of course, there was the matter of her amplifying their desire for her until they could no longer resist, not that they were aware of what was happening to them or had any desire to resist.
“There is more,” she answered. “I’m not doing this just because I want you in my bed. I don’t know if I love you, but I care about you more than I would if you were just my friend. I care about you because you care about more than just my body, as luscious as it is. So come to bed now.”
“With an invitation like that, how could I resist?” Bobby questioned rhetorically, undoing the invisible seam in the front of his exo-mantle. Once the seam was undone, he peeled the suit off him and joined Lilim on the bed, kissing her for the first time. Lilim kissed back, tasting of black cherries and sinful ambrosia. The two lay together, their hands roaming each other’s bodies as their lips caressed each other.
After about a minute or two of intense kissing, Bobby gently pulled himself and Lilim into a kneeling position and broke the kiss. He began to undo the bow, his deft fingers moving slowly and gracefully. He wasn’t in a hurry; he had all the time in the world – or at least the entire night – to explore Lilim’s treasures. Once the bow was untied, he pulled it away from her body, letting it brush against her jewel, much to her pleasure.
Lilim lay back on the bed, a seductive smile on her face. “I’m your present. Enjoy me.”
Bobby swallowed. He was a virgin, through and through, but having thoroughly “dirtied” his mind with H-dojinshi, he figured he had a clue as to what he was doing. He just hoped that clue led him in the right direction.
Swallowing his uncertainty, he placed his lips where her jaw met her neck, right below her ear, and laid a kiss there. He gently rained kisses on her neck, hesitantly at first but more surely when he heard Lilim’s moans of encouragement. As he kissed her neck, his hands moved up and down her sides, gently caressing them. They stopped at the curve of her hips, gripping them tenderly before moving back up. Those hands found their way to Lilim’s generous bosom, where they were covered by Lilim’s own hands. Lilim put pressure on Bobby’s fingers, causing them to curl around her breasts.
“Like that,” she whispered.
Bobby squeezed Lilim’s breasts while rolling his thumbs around and over her erect nipples. He was worried at first that he wasn’t quite doing it right, but her pleasured murmurings put his worries to rest. After a while, he got bored with just feeling her breasts and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking it gently. Lilim cooed softly and placed a hand in his blond locks, ensuring that his head stayed where it was. For his part, Bobby had no intentions of stopping just yet. As he sucked her nipple, his hand still worked on her other breast, squeezing the flesh around the nipple and tweaking the nipple itself.
Lilim was grateful she was lying down; otherwise, she might have collapsed from the pleasurable sensations her newfound lover was giving her. Sure, a lot of guys liked to play with her breasts, but none of them had ever shown them the kind of gentle yet insistent attention Bobby was. Of course, her quickly-dampening womanhood was beginning to demand that Bobby show it some love as well. To that end, she took his free hand and guided it down her body until the fingers were touching her sex.
Realizing what she wanted, Bobby slowly caressed her damp core, surprised at just how wet she was. He heard Lilim let out a sound that was a mixture of a sigh and a moan. “Inside . . . please . . .” she whispered. Seeing no reason not to oblige, Bobby slid a finger inside Lilim while switching his oral attentions to the breast that he had previously been fondling. Lilim let out a low, throaty moan as she felt his finger stretching her.
“Like that . . .” she murmured, as Bobby began to move his finger in and out of her sex. After a while, he pulled them both into a kneeling position while adding a second finger. Lilim shuddered in pleasure and reached down to grasp his erect member, pumping it with her hand. Bobby let out a low groan as he pumped his two fingers in and out of her. He chanced a look at her sex and found a hard pink nub sticking out from the upper corner of her folds. Curiously, he brushed it with his thumb, eliciting a loud cry from Lilim. “Do that again . . .”
Bobby obeyed and repeated his earlier motion, drawing out another cry from Lilim. He could feel her wetness spilling out onto his fingers in rather copious amounts. He could also feel her stroking of his member become more and more frantic as she grew closer to her orgasm. His own member strained against the limits of how much blood could be pumped into it as his own orgasm became increasingly imminent.
“In me . . . now,” Lilim groaned huskily.
“Won’t you get pregnant?” he asked hesitantly, his voice strained by passion and want.
“No, I’m on the pill,” Lilim replied. She guided his sex into hers, moaning in completion as he filled her. Bobby also moaned as he felt himself surrounded by a cocoon of warm, tight wetness. He gently pushed her back down onto the bed and she allowed herself to lie down on the bed. With their orgasms near, it was only a matter of time before one of them climaxed.
Bobby channeled every focusing technique he knew to calm himself down. He didn’t want to come too soon, not when he wanted so badly to bring Lilim to orgasm first. Just as the young Darkstar thought he’d regained some measure of control, Lilim thrust her hips upward forcefully, sending a jolt of pleasure through them both. He smiled at her in challenge. “If that’s the way you want it . . .” he whispered and began to thrust into her fast and hard. Lilim moaned eagerly and thrust back against him, wrapping her legs around his waist to hold him close.
After some time, Lilim rolled them over so that she was on top and began to undulate sensually on Bobby. The young Darkstar looked up and felt a rush of pleasure at seeing his newfound lover’s movements as she rode him. He looked into her eyes, sky blue meeting emerald green, and saw naked wantonness in those half-closed orbs. That look, if it was possible, made him even harder than ever and he gripped her hips as leverage while thrusting up into her, eliciting a loud moan of pleasure from her.
“Ahhh . . . Bobby . . . I’m going to . . .” Lilim moaned, only to be cut off by a deep, husky groan as she reached her climax. Her lower lips clenched around Bobby’s member, triggering his own orgasm. Lilim gently collapsed on him, momentarily spent. “So how long is it going to take for you to be ready again?”
“Actually . . .” Bobby answered, feeling a resurgence of sexual energy. “I’m ready whenever you are.”
“Good,” Lilim purred, “because we have the whole night.”
“Is this going to be a regular thing with us?” Bobby questioned.
“The sex or beyond that?” Lilim asked. “If you mean the sex, then yes. If you mean beyond the sex, we’ll be boyfriend and girlfriend till we can’t stand one another anymore, lose interest in each other, or get married, whichever comes first. For now, I’m your love slave, so you get to do whatever your heart desires with me.”
Bobby smiled and before Lilim really had time to be aware of it, the Darkstar had slipped out from under her and propped her up on her knees with her head down and her round backside in the air. She chuckled, impressed by her lover’s swiftness, something he’d probably inherited from his mother. She moaned softly in pleasure as he slid two fingers inside her, scooping out the fluids from their respective orgasms. To her amusement and fascination, he introduced those wet fingers to her rosebud, using the juices gathered on them to loosen the resisting muscles. She groaned in a mix of pain and pleasure as he slid his fingers into her most forbidden of places, but after adjusting, the pleasure far outweighed the pain.
He pulled his fingers out of her slowly and replaced them with a member that was fortunately lubricated with both his and her fluids; it would have hurt a lot more otherwise. Even so, his manhood was somewhat thicker than his two fingers had been and so it was a little painful for her. Of course, if there was one thing not many people knew about Lilim, it was that she liked a little pain; she found that it spiced up sex greatly.
“Are you ok?” Bobby asked once he was fully sheathed within her. He bit his lip in an attempt to take his mind off the pleasure; it felt even better inside this forbidden area of his lover’s body than inside her womanhood.
“Yeah,” Lilim groaned in reply. “Now take me. Dominate me. Make me yours.”
“As you wish,” Bobby whispered. He slowly withdrew from Lilim’s tight orifice until only a quarter of his length was inside her. Then he thrust into her again forcefully, making her cry out with both pleasure and pain. He repeated the motion, eliciting the same response. He gripped her hips tightly to ensure that she wouldn’t escape from him, not that she actually wanted to escape. He began thrusting into her with great speed and force, enough for her to feel it but not enough to do serious damage to her. She seemed to like it a great deal, judging by the way she thrust back against him.
He continued pounding into her, but as he did so, he reached up and grabbed some of her hair, using it as leverage to pull her head so that she was forced to look at him from the corner of her eye. Bobby looked upon Lilim with a look of sheer carnality, a look she returned with a wanton smile. As he thrust into her, he reached under her and began to stroke her jewel.
“You like this, don’t you?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yes . . .” Lilim answered with a deep moan.
Bobby doubled the speed and force of his thrusts, feeling himself near the brink and wanting to take her there, too. Lilim cried out in pleasure and held on for dear life as her lover ravaged her. The feeling of being taken in that most forbidden of areas while having her womanly core toyed with at the same time was driving her closer and closer to the edge.
“Go ahead,” he whispered in her ear. “Let it out. Let them know what I do to you.”
The feeling of his breath on her ear as he whispered such sin into it, combined with the physical stimulation she was receiving, pushed her over the edge. “Bobby!” she shouted as she climaxed all over his fingers.
“Lilim!” Bobby screamed as he climaxed inside her. In the aftermath of their climaxes, Lilim collapsed onto the bed, Bobby landing gently on her back and still inside her, although softening. His fist uncurled around her hair and gently stroked the platinum blonde locks. “I love you . . .”
Lilim chuckled. “Say that when we’re not basking in the afterglow of hot sex.”
Bobby snickered with her and rolled them over so that they were lying on their sides. He caressed her gently, smiling warmly. “Merry Christmas, Lilim.”
“Merry Christmas, Bobby,” Lilim answered.

When morning came, the Titans East and their parents gathered at the breakfast table. To the surprise of everyone present, Lilim had chosen to sit on Bobby’s lap. To the further surprise of everyone present, there was only a faint tinge of red on Bobby’s face. Aside from that, he was perfectly calm and he even smiled at her.
“Um, anyone wanna tell us what’s going on?” Wally asked.
“Well, Lilim and I . . . we’re . . .” Bobby started to say, but Lilim cut him off.
“Together,” Lilim replied. “Boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“You gonna stick with him?” Lilith asked lightly, perfectly aware of her daughter’s tendencies with men and worried Bobby might get his heart broken.
“Yes,” Lilim replied.
“Did you two have to be so noisy?” Cyborg asked. “I could barely sleep.”
“I’m with Vic,” Roy commented, only to end up on the receiving end of a disbelieving look from Lian.
“Please, like you were trying to sleep,” Lian jibed.
“It was still a good Christmas,” Bette said. “But then, it’s always a good Christmas when two young people find their way to each other.”
“I suppose you’re right,” Cerdian agreed neutrally, although he couldn’t help the smile that formed on his face when he chanced a look at Lian.

End Notes: There we go. A fifth installment of Future Passion is complete. For the record, the characters I introduced as family of the assorted members of Titans East originated in the comics’ canon, even if some of that canon is in an alternate continuity. Also, I’ve got over a thousand hits and nobody’s leaving reviews. I don’t mean to be a nag, but that’s lame. If you liked it or not, just tell me what you thought of it.
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