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Heat In the Dark	By : shadowjack12345 Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het- Male/Female > Beast Boy/Raven Views: 18669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Fair warning, this chapter contains lots of naughty naughtiness with dangly bits.
Cyborg ran down the street, finding cover for Starfire and himself. When he arrived, only then did he realise Beast Boy hadn't followed them. He peered around the corner and checked the timer on his own wrist: the bomb would only have 5 seconds remaining!
"B... BB...NO!" he cried as the timer hit zero...
Beast Boy cracked an eye open...he was still on the roof. Still in one piece, it seemed. Raven was huddled with him, shaking just as he was, but she cautiously began to look up as well. She held up the gauntlet so they could see the time...
00:01
In an abandoned parking lot, Nightwing stood, holding his ribs and spitting blood. He favoured his left leg, the right sporting a knife wound on the thigh. In his free hand, he held Slade's detonator which showed on its tiny display that he had stopped the count with only a second remaining. It was close and he was hurt... but he was filled with exultation. He had saved her. Like Raven, he had not forgotten about his promise to her to rescue Beast Boy. He had failed then and had been determined not to fail his friends again. And he hadn't. He looked down at his enemy, unconscious, bereft of his trademark mask and lying, face down, on the asphalt. The older man had bruises and cuts on his face and his left ankle seemed to be at an improbable angle. The rest of his injuries would become apparent when the man woke up. Nightwing realised with a start that this man, this enemy, held no fear for him... not any more. Now that he had beaten him, truly beaten him, he felt only grim satisfaction. After their last encounter, Nightwing had brainstormed with Batman and come up with a unique strategy for Slade, a strategy only a few people worldwide could use. During the fight, Nightwing disregarded his preferred fighting style and continually switched martial disciplines: fire off a karate kick, flip back into a capoeira sweep, fire his fists in a wing chun flurry... Even Slade couldn't keep up. Nightwing grunted as he pulled out his communicator, pushing a button that would call his entire team at once. After a few seconds, all four faces appeared on the little screen, looking bewildered and nervous.
"Slade," he said, wincing as his ribs protested. "Slade is down. Transmitting location now..." He closed the device and replaced it on his belt. He really wanted to sit down. But he still stood when Cyborg and Starfire appeared, followed a little later by Beast Boy and Raven. Starfire's strength was beginning to return and she ran to Nightwing's side to support him. Cyborg took the detonator and locked it safely away. A green hand took hold of Nightwing's shoulder, getting his attention. Beast Boy was staring at him in a way he had never seen before...
"Thank you," Beast Boy said quietly. "Thank you." Raven also leaned in and pecked Nightwing on the cheek, murmuring her own gratitude in his ear before returning to Beast Boy's embrace. Their leader was curiously unsettled by the attention but eventually smiled at them and replied simply:
"You're welcome."
A few hours later, the Titans found themselves aboard the JLA Watchtower, orbiting the Earth. Cyborg made the call. The T-Car could have got them all home but there was the larger problem of the magical gauntlet still stuck to Raven's arm, so they called for help. Nightwing lay in their infirmary accompanied by Starfire. Raven was sitting with Zatanna Zatara of the Justice League and Doctor Fate of the Justice Society as they attempted to remove the device. Beast Boy was there, naturally and so was Cyborg. After being forced to abandon her earlier, he was unwilling to let her out of his sight, though he and Beast Boy were currently required to keep their distance from the magic users. As they watched, the Enchantress arrived as well, bringing with her some magical artifacts. As the group pored over books and muttered forgotten spells, eventually, Doctor Fate happened upon the right spell: the gauntlet popped open and, to prove there were no ill effects, it was immediately caught and suspended by Raven's power. The device was disassembled, the explosive being safely detonated in a purpose-built chamber, and Raven confiscated this amulet as well. After Nightwing's treatment was finished (and he had finished 'debriefing' with Batman), the team returned to the teleporters and returned home.
The five Titans appeared in the common room, the lights flickering on automatically. Raven really, really wanted to go to her room... but she could sense the lingering anxiety in her friends. She looked at each of the Titans in turn - lingering slightly on Beast Boy - and smiled.
"Pizza?" she asked. Cyborg immediately and loudly agreed, reaching for the phone and simultaneously transmitting a 'return to base' command to the T-Car. Nightwing limped around the couch and gently lowered himself, sighing when he finally sat. Raven made herself a cup of tea while Beast Boy poured drinks for the others. Soon, they were sat around an impressive collection of pizza boxes eating, drinking and chatting. It was all small talk, no-one being particularly interested on talking about today...yet. Beast Boy moaned as Cyborg reminded them all of his vulnerability to Mad Mod's hypnosis. Starfire blushed and giggled while Nightwing chuckled when they recalled their first meeting where they had locked lips, all so Starfire could learn english. Raven rolled her eyes when they remembered the yellow dress and pigtails she wore under Mother May-Eye's influence. Cyborg blushed and scratched his head when they told stories of his robotic replacement constantly and inconveniently screaming 'Booyah!' while he was undercover in H.I.V.E. This carried on for the rest of the night. Raven noticed each of the team members sitting closer to her than usual, reaching out and touching her shoulder while telling stories or otherwise making contact. The subtle affection was overwhelming but extremely welcome, the warmth of it banishing the lump of ice that had settled in her stomach on that rooftop.
Later, after the supply of pizza had been exhausted, the Titans sat in a comfortable silence. It was getting late and Raven realised they were all waiting for her: none of them were willing to retire to bed before her. It was sweet. There was only one option.
"Well, I think I'm ready for bed. Goodnight everyone," Raven said. She paused when everyone, even Nightwing, stood with her. Cyborg approached her first, wearing his bracelet now, and pulled her into a gentle hug. She could feel his happiness, his relief and, most importantly, a burning spark of protective affection. Next came Nightwing, who hugged her far more cautiously, minding his injuries. He felt similar to Cyborg but Raven also sensed a shining pride in his actions today. She decided he was entitled to it and thanked him again. Starfire embraced her now, lifting her feet from the floor and spinning slowly. The joy she felt almost blinded Raven, it was so intense. After putting Raven back down, Starfire laughed while wiping tears from her eyes, then left the room with Nightwing, Cyborg leaving after them. Raven headed to her own room, shadowed by Beast Boy. Wordlessly, they entered her room and sat on the bed. He could tell she wanted to say something.
"Raven?" he asked. She sighed before speaking.
"We need to talk about what happened today." Raven could feel his reluctance. "I think we need to agree that if one of us is... hurt... then the other must... carry on. If I die..." Beast Boy's breathing became rapid and his eyes glistened. Raven continued: "If I die, Garfield... I want to know that you will try and live. Not just survive but live. I think we both need to make that promise." Sorrowfully, Beast Boy took Raven's hand in his, looking her in the eye and nodding, though the idea clearly made him miserable. She felt the same.
"I'll try, Rae," Beast Boy answered. "For you... I'll try." Raven leaned in and kissed him then, puling back to look in his eyes. Then they kissed again, more passionately. The kiss became more and more heated and the couple realised they were now lying on Raven's bed. Raven's cloak was thrown to the floor, shortly followed by their shoes and uniforms. They lay next to each other, wearing only their undergarments, staring into each other's eyes. This was it. They were as ready as they could be. With a spark of mischief in her eyes, Raven stood up and walked to the centre of the room, beckoning Beast Boy to join her. He followed, the heat in her eyes dissolving the misery of the day. When he stood facing her, standing in the middle of her room, his eyes roamed over her body, completely unashamed of his own, obvious, arousal.
"Turn around, Garfield. We should make this moment last... and I had this idea a few weeks ago." The admission startled him but he did as he as told.
"Now what, Rae?" he said. His voice was heavy with desire.
"Now make sure you don't turn around! We 'trade', Garfield."
"Trade?" He didn't get it. Then a plain black bra sailed over his head and landed in front of him.
"Yes... what will you give me for that, Garfield?" Raven said, her voice almost as laden as his. After staring at the garment for a few seconds, Beast Boy realised what he should do next. He shimmied out of his boxers, picked them up and tossed them behind him.
"All in, Rae." he said. He heard Raven's breathing hitch and could now smell Raven's own arousal, which only increased his excitement.
"Hmmm... I don't think this is a fair trade. I think I owe you some change," Raven murmured. Beast Boy's eyes widened as black panties joined the bra in front of him. He thought his heartbeat might deafen him.
"Oh... oh wow..." he managed. He then felt a presence near him and heard a whisper in his right ear.
"Turn around, Garfield." He swallowed and, once again, did as he was told.
Words failed him. Raven stood before him, smiling, blushing, staring back at him with hungry eyes and completely, utterly naked. He had seen her in her underwear. He had touched her when she had been naked before. Somehow, those experiences were totally inadequate. The unnatural perfection of her skin, the curve of her naked breasts, the contour of her waist and hips, the slenderness of her perfect legs and between them... a neatly trimmed, purple mound. He was lost in her beauty. Raven's eyes examined him similarly, admiring his wiry musculature, strong arms and broad chest. Then her eyes drifted south... and she saw him. All of him. Eventually she remembered to look at his face, discovering exactly where he was staring. She swallowed any doubts she might have had and stepped forward. Her movement caused him to look into her eyes, unable to look away. She kissed him then, one hand on his cheek and the other moving down to grip his penis. She slowly, languorously stroked him as she stuck her tongue in his mouth. He growled in pleasure, hands around her now and squeezing her backside.
"Rae...I...I'm almost there," Beast Boy gasped. Raven decided it was time to try something else she saw online. Never breaking eye contact, she slowly lowered herself to her knees and, still gently stroking with her hand, accepted him into her mouth. Beast Boy couldn't believe it was happening! He watched her head slowly bob up and down, her eyes still boring into his. A short time later, he felt his climax coming, almost seeming to start at his toes and move upward. He kept his eyes on Raven while she worked, even as his toes twitched and his knees trembled. He bit his lip and grunted as he came in Raven's mouth but his eyes never left her face. Raven, seeing his face twist had been prepared for the sensation if not the taste. She quickly used the same mental focus she used when forced to taste Tamaranian cuisine. That left her with another puzzle: what to do with it? She unceremoniously stood and walked into her bathroom, spitting into her basin. When she returned, she saw Beast Boy sat at the edge of her bed looking spent but, she was pleased to see, when he saw her he quickly began to 'recover'. She kissed him again, momentarily forgetting where her mouth had just been. She needn't have worried: his animal side made him very practical about physical processes, seeing no reason to feel disgust, even as he could faintly taste himself in Raven's mouth. After the kiss, Beast Boy put his arms around Raven and lifted her onto the bed, quickly moving between her legs.
"Your turn, Raven." With that, Beast Boy lowered his head to Raven's sex, licking and sucking experimentally. Raven herself shuddered with delight, guiding him with her hands and the occasional word of advice. Eventually, Beast Boy found the sweet spot, Raven's hand fisting in his hair as her legs crossed over his shoulders. He kept at it while her hips bucked against him and she whimpered his name, only stopping when she whimpered wordlessly and fell limply to the bed. When Raven's wits came back to her, they kissed again, Raven tasting herself this time. That tiny wisp of demonic nature crowed in pleasure at the act. After the kiss, they stared into each other's eyes once more, Beast Boy silently asking her if he should carry one. Raven smiled, then stretched a hand toward a previously unnoticed shopping bag. Her powers brought it to her and she reached inside, pulling out a small, shiny packet.
"Here, Garfield," she said, offering the condom as an answer. Beast Boy was desperate to know what else was in the bag but knew he'd find out eventually. He quickly, if nervously, ripped open the packet and rolled the condom down over himself. Raven still lay on her back, watching every move. He kissed her again, then finally looked away to position himself. It was awkward for a while as they oriented themselves clumsily, Beast Boy occasionally trapping Raven's hair under his hands, Raven accidentally tickling his ribs as they moved. Then they were there. One more movement and that would be it. They kissed again as Beast Boy gently pushed his hips forward while Raven used one hand to guide him. Then he was inside her, nudging against her hymen. At her insistence, he pushed a little harder, tearing the barrier and burying himself inside Raven. He regretfully noted the pain in her eyes while simultaneously revelling in his own pleasure. He paused as he felt an unusual jolt... it hadn't been unpleasant just... unusual.
"Did you feel... what was that?" he asked. Raven answered tightly, still adjusting to the new sensation but seemingly not in pain any more.
"I think... I think I just healed myself," Raven replied, glancing meaningfully down between them. Beast Boy chuckled and kissed her again. After a minute, Raven told him he could move. He began slowly, trying his best to keep a steady rhythm, speeding up or slowing down according to Raven's wishes. Their movements gradually became more energetic, Raven lifting her hips from the bed to meet Beast Boy's thrusts. She didn't know if it was another effect of her empathy but she was sure she could sense their pleasure building together... perhaps she had unwittingly linked her feelings to his. Perhaps she... oh Azar, that felt good. Raven told him to go faster and he did, she encouraged him to keep accelerating. She could feel them both reaching the edge...they were both so close.
"Rae," Beast Boy gasped. "I'm-"
"Me too, Garfield," Raven panted. "Keep going." Within seconds, both of them were riding their second climax of the night, this one far more intense. They didn't scream. They just squeezed their eyes closed and held each other tightly, Beast Boy's hips bucking erratically and both of them suffering shaking legs and curling toes. When they were completely finished, Beast Boy collapsed onto his lover, though Raven didn't seem to mind his weight pressing down on her. The green man eventually summoned the strength to move and turned himself over, slipping out of Raven. He realised he had to deal with the condom and tiredly rose to head to the bathroom to clean up. When he emerged, Raven had mystically (he assumed) changed the sheets and lay on her side, grinning at him. He smiled too and joined her, pulling her naked form close to his chest. They kissed again, more gently this time, the smiles never leaving their faces.
"I think I'm in love with you, Miss Raven," Beast Boy joked, rubbing her nose with his own.
"You are, Mr Logan, I can tell. I'm an empath, you know," Raven teased back. They both giggled at that, feeling their eyes begin to close...
"Wait!" said Beast Boy, urgently. "That bag... when did you get that?" he asked, referring to the bag from which Raven had produced a condom. The demoness blushed a little.
"That's what I went shopping for today. I sent it home before the fight started." Beast Boy grinned at her answer, deciding not to ask what else was in there. For now. They pulled each other close again and let sleep overtake them, each dreaming of the other and bright futures.
Well... that escalated quickly. This isn't the end but it is the end of the drama, so just sit back and enjoy. I may squeeze another few chapters if I think I have enough, I may just write one more. We can only wait and see. Thanks for reading, peeps!
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