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Awkward Endeavors	By : MaliceIriana Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het- Male/Female > Raven/Robin Views: 7882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Awkward Endeavors

Story One.) X and O (Reedited as possible one shot)

D/C: Don’t own TT, so don’t ask.

Okay. I never imagined I’d be actually doing something like this but...Here we go. Counterpart’s dare, goddamn him. I’m trying to make this as story based as possible...But no promises. Rated for...I don’t know. Bondage, Rape, NC, Oral? I don’t know all the terms, so help me people!

“It’s only a dream, it’s only a dream...”

Raven chanted with harsh, ragged breaths. Not again...She was having another nightmare. The same one she’d been having for the last two weeks.

She was in the medic ward of the T-Tower. She was strapped, minus cape and cowl, down to a large steel operating table with her arms above her head in a V-formation. Her legs were restrained in a highly unorthodox fashion that greatly unsettled her; they were bound tightly with electric tape around the upper and lower parts of the leg, leaving the perfect mound at the base of the leotard exposed for all to see. She knew it was only a dream, and it always ended quickly before anything happened, but her heart pounded crazily all the same.

“Feeling comfy?” An arrogant voice asked from an obscure corner of the room.

Raven didn’t bother to reply.

“It’s only a dream, it’s only a dream, nothing’s real...”

Just like clockwork, Red X materialized out of nowhere with an exaggerated sweep of his cape.

“I see we’re not on talking terms today. That’s okay,” He said, approaching the table with confident steps.

“Wasn’t too interested having an intelligent conversation with you. I’ve been fed up with you ignoring me.”

“Good. At least somebody remembers I exist.”

Only a few seconds left. Normally, she disliked being woken prematurely from sleep, but tonight was an exception. She didn’t want to know what the thief with the creepy death’s head mask and black form fitting get up wanted from her.

“You think this is a joke?” X sneered, grasping her by the chin.

That was the cue for the lights. Raven shut her eyes and counted to ten. She was surprised and annoyed to open her eyes and find that nothing had changed. X was still there, as was the cold dark room. And she was still bound to the god forsaken table. Panic sped up her heart; something was very different about this dream.

X cocked his head in confusion.

“No jibing comeback?”

He shrugged.

“Guess we’ll have to do something else for change.”

Red X unclasped his cape carelessly to the side. He climbed onto the table, scooting himself in the girl’s left side. Before Raven could make sense of his actions X pulled up his mask just enough to nuzzle her throat, brushing his nose and lips along the jugular vein. Raven squirmed, inciting a teasing chuckle out of her arrogant captor.

“Get off me!”

“I plan to.”

He took a breath of her scent.

“Mm. You smell good.”

“Ever heard of a breath mint?”

Her words landed on deaf ears. X was too busy burrowing into her side.

“Someone needs a lesson in personal space.”

“You should talk,” He whispered into her shell-like ear. “You’re the one who likes pushing people away.”

X caressed her buttocks, trailing a finger down the middle.

“Nice and firm...”

Raven saw her chance. She bit his shoulder.

“Owch! Son of a-! So eager to taste my flesh, are we?”

“You have no clue.”

The thief inspected the wound. It stung like hell, but there was only a minor indentation of the skin. No blood was spilt...Yet.

“Well...I really was hoping to play nice with you, but you force my hand.”

X held her forehead down to the table as he secured her neck, tying it down with neck straps that had been left previously open. She found her neck restricted to swivel from side to side; any other motion ended up choking her.

“Tight,” She gritted. He cinched it a few more notches just to spite her.

“Yes, you are.”

X went straight to work, roughly groping her voluptuous B-cup breasts. Raven inhaled sharply.

“What are you doing?! Who do you think you are?!”

“Feeling you up. I’d think that would’ve been obvious. As for my identity...Well, let‘s say we don‘t talk much any more.”

X frowned slightly, searching for undergarments that weren’t there.

“What the...? Hmm. Interesting. I always wondered if you were going braless all this time. Guess I was right.”

X rolled her breasts in his hands, fingers gently flicking and poking at her peaks. He felt very warm with their bodies pressed together.

“Stop that!”

X wasn’t one to obey. He pulled, he groped, he yanked, and he tugged at her girlish mounds until his thumb and forefinger ensnared her sensitive peaks. He started the proceedings by kneading the tips, starting off with gentle swirls around the circumference of her tits. He added pressure to make his captive sweat, pinching harder to make her pant. Her nipples stiffened swiftly with his attentions. They became stunningly well defined, pressing and tenting the fabric of her form fitting bodice. Raven flinched with his rough treatment.

“Oh...Oh...You fucking lecher...”

Raven’s cheeks were tinged pink. X thought it was cute.

“In all our time together, I‘ve never seen you blush.”

X watched her vain attempts to butt heads.

“Relax. Why make war when we can make love?”

“Bastard! Let me go, or I‘m going to-”

The rest of her words were lost in a groan. He latched his lips on a pert nipple, sucking greedily through the dark fabric. He pulled away and licked the tip with his tongue, grasping it between his lips once more so he could vacuum its contents into his mouth. Raven hissed, shutting her eyes tight to blot the image of the thief nursing himself to her tits. He snaked his right arm around her back and proceeded to play with her unattended boob, squeezing, pinching and stimulating her tit between his thumb and middle fingers. She was giving him a workout wrestling with her writhing form, but it was worth it. X liked the taste of her body immensely.

“Quit struggling,” He monotoned, “I don’t want to get too excited too quickly.”

“No-!”

“Not good enough, huh? I’ve got something that’ll loosen you up...”

While he switched his attention to the right breast his free hand curved into the lower base between her thighs. He liked how Raven hissed when his fingers brushed the inner thighs. X moved away and lightly patted the cleft between her legs. Was it him, or was she already a bit moist? Yes...And no panties, to boot.

“Not even a thong! How naughty of you!”

“Shut up!”

Her skin was getting noticeably warmer to the touch. Why was this happening?

“So trite. Not the Raven I know. Want to guess who I am behind the mask? I’ll give you five tries. Guess my name, and I‘ll let you free.”

He positioned his fingers inside the curve of her crotch...And let loose with a full power, five fingered massage, rubbing his fingers in as hard as he could. Amazingly, Raven’s back bridged even with the restraints.

“Mmmph?! Uh! Nmm! Ungh!”

Raven was thrashing like crazy, unwittingly giving him better coverage of her snatch. His sustained attentions were rewarded by a long drawn out moan of forced pleasure and an even more pronounced lump just above where he thought her entrance lay. He paused just long enough to take a quick peek. Her crotch was sufficiently soaked with thick, sticky fluids. The cloth clung to the skin, making it easy to define the V-shaped cleft of her pussy.

“You are disgusting!”

“Nope, that‘s not my name. One down. You‘re getting wet, by the way.”

Tears streaked down her face. X left off despoiling her breasts to lick them away.

“Fuck you!”

“That’s two.”

X pulled the thong like material aside with some difficulty, wanting to feel Raven’s pussy directly. It didn’t take long for his fingers to relocate the smooth curve just below her shaven bush. Once in place, X continued massaging the folds of her lower lips, taking pains to catch the tip of her clit on every revolution. Raven was panting too much to say anything. Her heart and lungs felt afire, ready to burst. Her nipples were on fire as well. X was being less gentle with them as his need intensified, spurring him into wild passion.

Hearing her moans lengthen whenever his fingers trailed over her clitoris, Red X switched his strategy and began directly stimulating the hardening nub, lightly brushing the tips of his fingers against her swollen labia. Taking a glance down, he was pleased to see her pink lips engorge with excitement. She was almost ready for him. X himself felt ready to burst inside of her...But he would wait. The room echoed with their harsh breathing. She was sweating up a storm. He had to loosen his own garments to prevent from overheating.

“Hanh! Stop! Ungh!”

He marveled at the girl’s stamina. She had quite a strong spirit to last this long.

“Nice try, but that’s not my name, either,” He teased. “Three down.”

He stopped his ministrations completely, giving Raven space to catch a breath. It was greatly arousing to see the sorceress’ face flushed so brightly with lose bangs skewed over her sweaty countenance. Doubly so to stare at her breasts as they heaved up and down with every labored breath. A camera right about now would’ve been nice.

X didn’t pause very much longer than necessary. He grabbed a handful of her bodice and slowly tore it from top to bottom, savoring the further exposure of her half demon flesh. Once her front was split wide open, he was left with an unfettered view of perfect womanly breasts. He was pleased to find they were greatly swollen from his attentions and supple to the touch. The areoles surrounding her hard nipples were tinged light pink and extremely inviting to the eye. He sucked on a finger and unabashedly stroked himself in front of her.

“Nice tits,” X complimented. He fell upon her body with a renewed vigor. Raven could only watch helplessly as her attacker licked, suckled, and fondled her tits over and over again. Feeling that she was getting lonely downstairs, he slid his tented bulge up and down her exposed clit. His member was getting soaked with her fluid.

“I don’t want it, X...I don’t want it...”

“Yes, I am Red X...But that‘s not who I really am. Four down, one more chance left before I fuck your brains out.”

X was getting bored with her breasts. He lowered his position, leaving an sporadic trail of kisses down her ribs, over her belly, on her hips, until his face was nestled between her legs. Feeling in a bit of an experimental mood, he slowly inserted a finger inside of her, and then a second, feeling her inner muscles tense. He buried them all the way inside of her, arching his fingers into the upper vaginal wall. Raven grimaced. He did it again, and Raven bit her lip. A third time sent her head reeling back with a scream. He pulled out with a satisfying pop. Raven relaxed...Until she felt his tongue licking at the same spot. It rolled around inside of her, lingering whenever her hips jerked. Raven bit her lip to prevent any sounds from betraying her.

He lapped mercilessly away at her inner walls, driving his tongue in and out, in and out. Using two fingers he spread her apart for better access at her leaking cunt. Once again, he reflected on how wonderful she tasted. The view was even better; he could see between the valleys of heaving, sweating breasts up into her confused and angry face. He momentarily withdrew, leaving a line of saliva from her vulva down to the crack of her ass. He nibbled delicately on the skin between her two entrances, lingering for a minute or two before heading back north. An idea came to him as he admired her perfectly curved rear.

He took his right hand, slathered his three longest fingers with natural lubrication, and placed them by her lower entrance. As soon as he had resumed tonguing her insides he pumped his digits into her, back and forth, in and out of her rectum. Almost immediately, his fingers were being squeezed by the muscles of her anus. It hurt like hell down there! He withdrew his fingers painfully until one digit fit in. Nope, he wouldn’t be having anal tonight. He was a bit disappointed, but not by much. He was sure to fit in a few other places.

By now, Raven’s pussy was producing a wealth of wet squelching sounds. He stood by, mesmerized by her dripping hole.

“Please...”

“Need a clue? Fine. I’ll give you two, since I‘ve known you for so long. First, I am someone you know. Secondly...”

X pulled his mask up so the lower half of his face was revealed. There was something familiar about that smile. But in her state of mind she couldn’t figure it out. X looked surprisingly downcast by her lack of recognition.

“I thought you knew me.”

X began thrusting his two fingers faster and deeper into her love box. He stopped licking her oozing labia to encircle her neatly shaved triangle, giving most of his attention to her swelling rosebud. He took the two longest fingers of his free hand and placed them over her clitoris, rubbing in a blurring circular motion that made her eyes roll back. Red X was no longer taking it slow; his tempo only became faster and faster.

Raven couldn’t believe this was happening. She was being raped in a nightmare...By some bad guy masquerading as Red X, no less. And her body was reacting favorably to it. The feeling between her thighs was indescribable; it felt like a great amount of pressure was welling up inside her, begging for immediate release. Raven closed her eyes, fighting to keep from crying out and failing. The torturous pleasures forced on her finally took its toll when her clit and G-spot couldn’t take the punishment. Raven’s hips spasmed violently, and with a keening scream she came with overflowing release. She came, and she came, and she came, gushing her salty fluids in a wild cascade across the entire length of the table.

Raven fell back, panting and moaning, before dropping into unconsciousness.

X greedily lapped her pussy clean. Saving a bit of fluid in his mouth, he crawled over her body until they were face to face. He took advantage of her stunned state to bring his lips crashing down over hers. Her forced her lips open with his tongue, depositing the contents of his mouth in hers. She was slowly revived by the acrid taste of her own bodily fluids. Raven did what was natural; she bit him. X staggered back in agony.

“You hurt me,” He grated, pulling his hand away from lips to find drops of blood.

She spat at him.

“I was going to take it easy on you,” He growled. Not that he was really planning to; he just wanted to fuck with her head. In speaking of which...Red X unzipped his pants. He was just a little above average size, but judging by Raven’s wide eyed stare it was more than enough for her to handle. He climbed until he was straddling her face.

“You wanted to taste flesh, didn’t you? Now it’s your turn to give me a little something.”

X waved his cock in her face. Raven averted her face in disgust.

“Now, don’t resist me,” He commanded, holding an X-shaped blade to her throat, “Unless you want to be grinning from ear to ear.”

Raven reluctantly complied at the urging of the blade pressing against her neck. He eased the entire length of his 7 inch member into her mouth, moaning as her luscious lips caressed his length. Raven almost gagged at the salty taste...Until another jabbing poke into the jugular dispelled that idea. Lost for alternatives, she did as she was bidden.

“That’s it,” He breathed, pulling out completely so she could lick his head and balls.

X caressed her cheek with approval, grasping her head so she was deep-throating him. He jerked in and out of her mouth, forcing her chin up to look at him as she sucked him off. To reward her efforts he grabbed the remaining lower half of her leotard, jerking the loose fabric, flossing fashion, into the cleft of her cunt.

“That’s it...Good girl...Hmmm.”

Red X groaned. His balls gave a twitch. Raven tasted precum for the first time.

“I’m...I’m going to...”

“Nmmf! Nmmuff”

The hand gripping the leotard began hiking the cloth painfully across her abused sex, forcing muffled moans from her occupied mouth. Just before the leotard snapped the girl jerked and succumbed to her second orgasm of the night.

“Nmmf! Nmmmuff! Nmmmuh!”

The boy grabbed her by her ears and pulled himself deeper down her throat. X’s heart trip hammered in his chest. He let out a long moan as he burst in her mouth. Raven closed her eyes tightly. She could feel his cum pouring down her throat. He pulled out and shot an extra load over her face and onto her hair. Almost immediately Raven started spluttering and retching. X helped her wipe her face clean like a brother might for his baby sister.

“You are sick,” She hiccupped. “You need help.”

“You know, for someone so witty and clever you make lousy guesses. Too bad; times up. I guess you‘ve earned the booby prize!”

X threw off his shirt and undid her leg bindings. Raven tried to move and hissed in pain instead. The muscles of her legs were far too cramped from prolonged inactivity to be of any use. Red X smiled as if he’d known this would happen.

“Be patient, Rae-Rae. I‘m about to give you the gift of life...You should be honored, being that it is my first time.”

He arched over her body, resting her calves against the inner crooks of his elbows. He doubled her over, pushing her feet close to her ears. Raven looked down the narrow gap between her boobs at his cock resting lazily atop her womanhood. He followed her gaze and smiled. He jerked himself off for a minute until he’d hardened again.

“I’ve always wanted to hear you sing, Raven,” He cooed softly. “Now’s your chance.”

“Don’t...Don’t do this to me,” She found herself pleading, “I’ll do anything...I won’t tell anyone if you don’t...”

Red X leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose.

“I wish I could answer ‘yes’ to your request. But no dice; I’m a thief.”

He stopped teasing and aimed his rod at her entrance.

“No...”

She shook her head. He kissed her cheek, easing his head into her, penetrating through her defenses little by little. Raven’s eyes were tearing up again. She threw her head back as she felt herself being bloodied and torn.

“What I want,” He panted, feeling her hot vaginal passage stretch around him, “I take!”

X broke through with one slamming blow. Raven shrieked.

“Oh god! Robin! It hurts so bad...Help me, Robin!”

“Finally, we’ve got a winner! Bit late, though.”
Raven didn’t know how to react.

“Robin?! You can’t be him!”

“You know what? You’re right. I’m just a dream,” He said, whispering into her ear. “I’m an embodiment of your lust.”

It was music to his ears. The dream Robin grabbed her thrust out breasts for leverage.

Raven felt his cock drawing slowly out of her passage, only to have her breath taken away by the next ramming impact. She almost passed out from the ungodly shock of pain. His member was angled for almost maximum penetration, just enough to make what could’ve been a lover’s dream into a nightmare. The reality of being violated was almost enough to drown out her own screams. Her cries were muffled as he clamped a hand over her lips.

“Nnnggh! Nnnnnuuugh! Ennnnuuff!”

“Hush...Hush, little baby,” He said with mock tenderness.

The male pounded away at her, ignoring the mixture of blood and fluid dripping out of her cunt. Raven’s breasts bounced and jiggled with every thrust.

“Nmmnnnf! Rrrbn! Rrrbn!”

“Is it beginning to sink in?” He asked, redistributing his weight to get a better attack angle. He threw off his mask to show who he really was. Lo and behold, she was looking straight up into Robin’s smirking face.

“Rrbn?!”

“That’s my name...Don’t wear it out.”

He licked her face almost lovingly.

Raven’s thrashing became so violent that she was choking herself on the neck restraint. She could distinctly feel his rock hard phallus plunging and stretching her inside out, desecrating her shrine even as she contracted around him, increasing the feeling of pleasure he was forcing on her. She whimpered as another climax rocked her body. She was getting wet again. The room was filled with the sweet sound of flesh sucking on flesh.

Minutes passed wordlessly, punctuated by gasps, groans, moans and an occasional sob. X’s felt himself go beyond the turning point. He started tweaking her nipples, manhandling them just to hear his captive shriek.

“Looks like crime does pay after all,” The boy taunted breathlessly.

“Ngh! Urgh! Dnnf-!”

Robin laughed cruelly. Her face was rife with shock and humiliation.

“You’re getting hot thinking about me! You like me that much, do you? You probably touch yourself when you‘re alone, fantasizing about bed wrestling with me, even though I’m with your best friend! You want me, don‘t you? Don’t you?!”

Raven looked away in shame as the sight of the boy wonder pumping her stirred something in her nether regions. Her wriggles to escape only excited him, urging him to pump his meat harder and faster into her battered passage.

“Unf! Nmmuhh!” She begged, “Nmmuh! Mmmnnwunuf-!”

Raven bit savagely at his hand. He tore his hand away with a shout.

“Beast! Pig! Punk!”

He grasped her tightly to him until her breasts were squashed into his chest. He could feel her heart beating wildly against her rib cage. It was racing faster than his own heart, and that was how he wanted it to be.

“Whore! Slut! Tramp!” He fired back.

She was coming; he could see it in her eyes, smell it in her sweat, hear it in her voice. Robin finished her off with brutal, jack hammering blows.

“Anh! Anh! Anh! Hanh! Haaaannnnh!!!”

Raven let out a drawn out groan and shuddered. Robin growled and jerked against Raven’s body. Once. Twice. Three times his pelvis slammed into her. She gritted her teeth and blushed as spurt after spurt of his fiery seed coursed deep into her depths. He kept pumping her full of cum as her pussy milked him for every last drop.

“That’s one for the record books,” He chuckled lightly, pulling gingerly out

Raven panted, completely exhausted and spent. The muscles of her snatch continued to work, expelling as much of his offending fluid from her recesses. Blobs of creamy blood and cum were quickly pooling on the cold steel. The boy was only too happy to roughly plug himself back in to prevent any more of his semen from dripping out of her hole.

Raven wailed.

“Not good enough, was it?”

Raven shook her head slowly. Amazingly, he hadn‘t lost his virility; he hadn’t lost his erection and was ready for another go.

“Don’t worry; I‘m not like some other guys,” He said, unlatching her neck brace, “I only stop when we’re both satisfied.”

And with that the song of flesh continued. Without breaking pace Robin sat up vertically on his knees, lifting her legs to torso level so that she was forced to bend back and he was pistoning into her from an acute attack angle. He raped her in this way for a few minutes, alternating his pace to prolong their pleasure.

“Hanh, hanh, hanh...,” She gasped, drool pouring down from slack jaws.

He released hold of one leg, elevating the other over his shoulder, and realigned himself on his ankles, opting to take her at a steep side angle. Raven’s cries were betraying her. She couldn’t help it; each new angle felt better than the last, forcing her cunt into climax after crazy climax. The sensations were making her delirious!

“Let it all out, Raven. You‘ll like it more if you just admit that you like me. I want you so badly. I’ve watched you from the corner of my eyes...My bimbo gal pal means nothing to me. I have wet dreams about you...Hell, I want you to know that it’s your name I call for when I touch myself when I’m all alone.”

Raven realized with a dull horror that she’d become addicted to the sexual abuse. Even now, her eyes were rolling behind her eyelids as the surmounting waves of pleasure in her nether regions pushed her into a frenzy. She now knew it was Robin’s cock exploring every inch of her pussy, raping her of her virginity and dignity...And it was getting her hot and bothered. Raven happened to glance down at his firm cock violating her slutty slutty. She closed her eyes tightly, letting lust take over. Robin had beaten her...And somehow, she didn’t care.

“Oh Robin...I want you...Touch me...Up here...,” She moaned, thrusting her breasts out invitingly.

Robin was only too happy to play with her. He palmed her globes in a teasing manner, taking pleasure in her mewls. She screamed in delight when he took her sweet flower buds and rolled them against one another. Raven found the mutual nipple to nipple contact dizzyingly erotic and arousing. Seeing how much she liked it, he kept it going. Feeling the excitement growing once again, Robin rode her faster still, pulling out all the way from her dripping hole before crashing all the way in with juicy ‘plop-plop’s and dull ‘thud-thud’s.

“I’m coming, Raven! I’m going to come inside your tight little pussy! Are you ready? Are you ready?”

“Yes! Yes!”

They held it in for as long as they could until neither could bear holding off any no longer. He thrust himself up to the hilt inside of her, and with one mighty shove Raven felt his head enter her uterus and splash his hot warmth into her uterine walls. Raven shuddered, gasped, and collapsed in on herself. Robin grunted and pulled out, leaving a sweaty, gasping but smiling Raven basking in a pool of cum. Robin stooped down and kissed her full on the lips. They parted sweetly, and he kissed her again. The boy smiled and bowed his head.

“Wakey wakey, Raven.”

And then Raven really woke up, bolt upright and in the safety of her bed. Much to her disappointment.

“Shit!”

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The next day...

“Thank you for your time.”

“No problem; it’s my pleasure. I’m quite flattered that you would like me to teach you the art of self defense techniques, Raven...But what’s with the sudden interest, and why does it have to be in your room?”

Robin and Raven were sitting peacefully at the center of the sorceress’ dark dwelling, cross legged, with a cup of hot beverage apiece. Chamomile tea...Freshly brewed by Raven herself. It was excellent...But then, he only expected the best from her. He was already on his third cup; for some reason, Raven hadn’t even sampled a drop. She seemed content warming her hands around her steaming cup.

“To be honest, I just wanted to find a reasonable way for the both of us to hang out.”

Robin didn’t look too put off with her confession. In fact, his smile grew.

“I’m flattered.”

“You should be.”

Robin raised his cup to her and downed it in one mighty chug. Before he could go for a fourth serving Raven snatched the tea pot out of his grasp. She smiled teasingly enough, but there was a hint of guilt written on her pretty face.

“I’m really sorry, Robin...I can’t let you take another sip. I know it’s to die for...But that’s not what I want. ”

Robin grinned playfully. He tried to laugh out loud...But no words would come out of his mouth. He was more surprised than afraid by his inability to make a sound. Surprise turned slowly into spine chilling dread; his body wasn’t responding, either. He was going limp...Only his eyes remained moving. They focused nervously on the raven haired girl seated right before him.

“I’m sorry, Robin. But you must understand...”

She dragged him from under his armpits and laid him out over her bed. Once he was secure enough not to fall off, Raven disappeared from his line of sight, rummaging for something under her bed. By now, Robin’s eyes were darting crazily with fear and panic. When Raven reemerged she came laden with a card board box bristling with odds and ends. She pulled each item out slowly, as if to show him what she had in store for him. A roll of electric tape, a silk blindfold, a ball gag, wires, lengths of leather straps, heavy buckled fasteners, and various implements of questionable purpose came out of the box and onto the mattress. Robin fought to move his body, tried to roll, tried to do something! Raven just watched him struggle feebly until he gave up.

“Don’t fight it. I want to be close to you,” Raven cooed, laying herself lazily atop his sprawled form, “But I can’t love nicely. I’m half demon; I need pain with my pleasure, whether it be my own,” She paused to lick his face, “Or from my mate.”

Robin’s eyes widened as her hands descended on his chest, rubbing his chest with gentle strokes. And then she dug in with her fingernails, making no distinction between cloth or flesh. Robin arched his back and finally found the voice to scream-And then her lips came crashing over his own, deafening his cries in her own throat until he finally gave out. She smiled sweetly even as she began to bind him down to the bed posts.

“I love you, Robin.”

Raven placed the blindfold over his eyes...And suddenly, Robin could see no more.

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A/N: Ugh, I can’t believe I pulled this stunt. If you don’t understand why the hell Red X changed to Robin, it’s because Robin is masquerading as Red X. It is ‘only’ a bizarre dream fantasy so the real Robin is not the perpetrator. I suppose you can say the culprit is the emotion lust. Raven is having a wet dream (yes, even girls can have it) about Robin...Um, doing her in an extraneous manner.

My counterpart had better be happy with this...I’m going to kill him! J/K One wrong word and he’ll be sleeping on the couch. I’ve never bitten my fingers so many times in embarrassment. Please don’t suggest any different! If you want to leave a comment, please add a rank (1-10) on scale of...Well, how graphic the content is. It is my first time trying it out, so I just want to get a feel. Aight?

Maybe a one shot. A second chapter maybe added. Maybe not. Maybe I should leave the rest to your imagination. Ciao!
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