Forced Decisions | By : SickeningTruths Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het- Male/Female > Raven/Robin Views: 10443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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No foreplay here.
This is a nasty sickening rape story involving Robin and Raven. It is triggering, it is violent. There are character deaths. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine
He had always been a guy of goals. Sometimes he was willing to break the rules in order to obtain his goals.
He had watched her ever since she first arrived. She was always teasing him, flying around wearing almost nothing, constantly giving him glimpses of her shapely body from underneath her cloak. And he had waited patiently for years, waiting for her to open up.
But there was always nothing. He would go to her door, yearning to speak to her, to confess his feelings and she would close the door before he even got a chance to speak.
It made his blood boil to see her confide in everyone else, but never him. And then when her father had come he had been willing to ally himself with his worst enemy and travel into the depths of hell in order to save her.
When she had been a child she had been willing to let him touch her and hold her. And that hug at the end. She pressed her body fully into his and he breathed in her scent.
But that had been it. It was enough to satisfy him for awhile, but then nothing. He had finally decided to make his confession.
Raven had been sitting on the sofa reading a novel of some sort. She had been leaned up against the cushion, one leg curled under cloak, but the other was extended, a thin graceful line.
Robin was walking through the living room, his eyes on Raven. Cyborg and BB were playing their game station and Starfire was in the kitchen cooking up some horrid concoction.
Robin was suddenly kneeling in front of Raven, unsure of how he had gotten there. Raven lowered her book, her eyebrow quirked in a questioning expression.
And then an unrehearsed, rambling confession burst forth from his lips in a horrifying embarrassing display.
Raven was clearly startled and Robin saw his dreams of a reciprocating confession shatter before his eyes. Raven stood up and murmured an “I'm sorry,” before leaving.
Robin was left in the living room in a pool of humiliation, regret and hurt. He looked up and realized that all of his 'friends' were staring at him in silence an expression of pity on their faces.
Robin felt a rage build in his stomach and spread throughout his body until his hands ached with the need to move, to fight. Pity?! Who the hell were they to pity him.
He was up before he knew it and with both hands on BB's head he gave a sharp twist. He turned next to the stunned Cyborg and slit the guys throat with the sharp birdarang that he grabbed from his belt. As Cyborg fell Robin turned his attention to the frozen Starfire.
“Friend Robin?” she questioned with a gasp.
He threw the birdarang and it flew all the way around her throat until her head was held by nothing more than the vertebrae of her own spine.
Robin stood in the middle of the room ignoring the corpses of his former friends.
Raven.
Robin stalked over to her room and knocked on the door. Raven pressed the button for the door to open.
Robin was instantly on her, pushing her back into her own room until her knees hit her bed and she fell backwards onto it. Robin climbed until he was straddling her hips, one hands stroking her face.
Raven couldn't keep the shock off of her face. “Robin what-?”
He cut her off by pressing one of his hands to her temple, smoothing back her hair. “Why don't you love me, Raven? he demanded.
Raven stared at him speechless, frozen almost. He continued, “Haven't I done enough? Haven't I waited long enough, protected you enough, pampered you enough?”
His other hand pushed her cloak off of her shoulders as he leaned in closer to her. His hot breath was on her lips as he stared into her wide frightened eyes.
Robin pressed his lips roughly against hers. His first kiss, except for the one stolen from him by Starfire. It was Raven's first kiss as well. She was sixteen years old and he was barely seventeen.
He pressed his lips so hard against hers that she cut her own lips against her teeth and she gasped in shock. Robin slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting her blood, claiming her mouth.
It was then that Raven began struggling. Her emotions were too out of control for her to use her magic and so she screamed out for help, any of the other members, any one at-
“They're dead,” Robin whispered hotly into her mouth, “I killed them.”
Raven froze and then fought against him harder than ever. Robin used the moment when she froze to unhook her cloak. Once she began fighting again Robin let himself collapse on top of her, kissing her neck, moving his hands to her breasts.
He pinched and poked and prodded until she screamed beneath him and Robin smirked, pleased that she was finally beginning to understand him.
Robin kept his arm over her neck to hold her down while he took a birdarang and used the blade to cut through the material of her leotard, beginning between her heaving breasts and moving slowly downward, letting the sharp metal trail over her skin.
Once the cloth was sliced Robin pulled open the material and let his eyes feast on her pale naked flesh. “Oh god Raven,” he moaned tracing his fingers lightly on her skin.
Raven shut her eyes and tried summoning her magic. Nothing. She felt teeth on her skin and the heat of breath on flesh that had never been revealed to others before.
She pressed her hands against his head, pushing him off of her. Without pausing in his minstarations he gather her thin wrists in his hand and pinned them above her head.
“Robin please,” Raven whispered.
Robin brought his head back up to hers, “Please what?” he murmured.
Raven gasped and jumped when she felt a hand between her thighs. Tears came to her eyes and Robin sharply bit her breast. “Please stop.”
Robin moaned as he pressed fingers into her. “You're so damn tight,” he spoke against her skin, “And tense. Are you frightened?
Raven shuddered from the pain his fingers caused. When she looked up again he was naked, his clothes flung to the side. And he had the blade out again and was slicing the leotard completely off her body.
He slid his hands from her jutting hip bones up along her cold stomach until his hands rested on her breasts. He rested his hands there as he shifted his weight so that he was completely straddling her.
Raven moaned from the pain of his weight on her breasts and her legs curled up. “Ah, ah, ah,” Robin tsked as he used his legs to force hers apart. He nestled his head against her neck, breathing harshly. He held both of her thin arms against the bed.
Raven's eyes opened wide as the realization of exactly what was about to happen hit her. Robin grinned at her as though recognizing her full fear. His face was inches away from her. “Sing for me,” he whispered harshly into her mouth.
“Please Robin,” she begged, tears slipping out of her eyes as he licked them up, “Please don't. I trusted you.”
“But you didn't love me,” he murmured sharply.
Raven's breath left her in the form of a hiss when he entered her roughly, needy. He watched her eyes carefully. Any reaction.
Raven saw stars. Her body had been tense and scared, she had not been ready at all. Robin waited on top of her. She was so tight that it was slightly painful. Her muscles contracted around him, ripping her further apart. He waited, savoring the feel of her, the tightness of her clenching muscles.
Then he began to move a rough sawing motion that hurt Raven so much that she almost lost consciousness. Her stomach clenched, a movement that Robin felt and treasured.
A wave of blood flooded out of her and Robin pulled out of her so that he could coat himself in it. Raven gave a pained sob as he reentered, pushing past her torn flesh.
The flow of blood stayed steady, aided by the carefully controlled thrusts into her tight and tiny body.
The sound of their harsh breathing filled the room. Robin paused in his passion to cup his hands on Raven's face. “Look at me,” he commanded.
Raven opened her eyes, the fear and pain in her eyes clear. That wasn't what he wanted! He wanted lustfull, passionate eyes, he wanted love!
A fury pocessed him and he began thrusting into her with the harshest, hardest movement that he could. The bed thumped against the wall with every movement. If he got no plasure than she wouldn't either. His body slammed into hers with such a fuyr that it caused her to cry out with each hit.
He bent over her and bit her shoulder hard enough to draw blood and then his mouth traveled lightly over her ace until his teeth clamped down on her lip. More blood. His fingers twisted her breasts painfully and he was raping her so violently that she was losing feeling below her waist.
“Oh god,” she cried feeling sick enough to vomit.
He became closer to his release and so his thrusts became more violent and urgent. The pain increased until she began passing out. He seemed to realize that, so he slapped her face hard. Once, twice, three times. She couldn't breathe, the pain was unbelievable.
He suddenly shuddered on top of her, sickening warmth spreading within her body. He stayed until he was placated, then he continued on. He pulled out of her harshly, eliciting another pained cry from her.
He sat up and back like a hunter examining an animal he'd shot. Once completely free of him Raven turned onto her side and curled up into a ball. He grinned as he pulled up her arm to examine her.
Her lips were swollen and bloody as was her shoulder. Her breasts were both badly beaten. Her thighs were coated in blood and bruises.
That's it for chapter one. I'm coming back later. Sooner if I get good feedback.
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