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Teen Titans: Future Passion	By : AnansiScribe Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 6527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Teen Titans: Future Passion”

Chapter 1: “Ravaged Blade”
Disclaimer: The concept of Teen Titans does not belong to me. I get no profit from this, just the pleasure of writing sex stories featuring characters I’ve created or modified for my project Teen Titans: Future Storm.
Author’s note: Unless you still go to ff-dot-net, which many of you have dubbed “ffnazi” because it won’t let you post adult stories, you probably will not know what Teen Titans: Future Storm is. I’ll keep it short; it’s about the trials and tribulations of the next generation of Titans and their enemies. Every chapter will be preceded with a short bio of the couple in it. Now let’s begin.

Bladefire: Otherwise known as Joh’n Grayson, he is the twin brother of Mar’i Grayson – alias Nightstar – and the son of Nightwing and Starfire. In the wake of Starfire’s death years ago, Bladefire has become withdrawn and somewhat isolated, reminiscent of his figurative grandfather’s demeanor as Batman. He is extremely proficient in both human and Tamaranean combat styles and due to his hybrid status, his energy projection ability manifests as a sword or throwing blades.
Ravager: Otherwise known as Rose Wilson, she is the daughter of Slade Wilson and the half-sibling of Jericho, born out of wedlock in the aftermath of a mission Slade undertook. She can do virtually everything Slade could do and possesses the added benefit of being able to predict the immediate future, which combined with her mastery of martial arts makes her a dangerous opponent.

Setting: Arc 1, Chapter 5 of Future Storm
Bladefire was rather shocked. Just why did Ravager have him pinned to the wall and why was she kissing him?
“What’s wrong, lover boy?” she asked once she pulled away. “Don’t like me?”
“You’re an assassin,” Bladefire replied coldly. “I’m not supposed to like you.”
“Do you do everything you’re supposed to do?” Ravager asked with a wicked smirk.
“Just get in your room and let me get my sleep,” Bladefire snarled.
Ravager traced the muscles of his bare arm with her gloved finger. “Come on, lover. Why resist? You know you want me. I know you want me. I can read it in your body language.”
Bladefire paused, thinking about it.
“I need a sign.”
“What sign?” Ravager asked. She held up two fingers in a victory pose. “This one?”
“No, a sign I can trust you,” Bladefire replied curtly.
Ravager chuckled. “You really think I’m the kind to kill a guy after I’ve slept with him? No, that’s not how I do things. You get a nasty kind of reputation after killing a lover.”
Bladefire growled. “Quit playing, Ravager.”
Ravager smiled at him. “Ah. You mean this sign.” She reached up and removed her bisected mask – burnt orange on the right and pitch black on the left. Silver hair fell over lovely Eurasian features, partly obscuring the left side of her face. A single electric blue eye stared at her soon-to-be-lover.
“Rose?” Bladefire uttered, recalling her face as the face of the girl he’d seen at that club some nights ago.
Rose smiled at him. “Yes. For this night, I’ll be Rose.”
She kissed him again and this time, Bladefire kissed her back. He would regret this when he woke up the next morning, he was certain, but he was just sick and tired of feeling alone. He kissed her harshly, hoping he would find a release for his loneliness in her arms. He felt rather than heard her moan into the kiss, pressing herself against him.
He reached up and hurriedly tapped in the access code to the reserve room. The door slid open and he guided Ravager inside, still kissing her forcefully. A normal woman’s jaw might have been broken, but Ravager was incredibly resilient.
It was at this point that Ravager took control, pushing him onto the bed. She reached under his head and pulled out the tie that held his hair in his signature ponytail, letting the crimson locks flow onto the pillow.
“You’re much better to look at this way,” she said.
Bladefire blushed at the compliment.
The silver-haired assassin began to strip, first detaching the metal guards from her knees, shins, and feet, leaving herself in just boots. Next, she removed her gloves and the black coils around her forearms, leaving behind slim yet strong hands with long, agile fingers. She proceeded to unbuckle the belt that hung loosely on her hips, teasing Bladefire with it before finally removing it altogether, her boots soon following in the path of that belt and revealing sinewy yet delicate feet.
Finally, she reached behind her and unbuckled the studded black choker that closed the invisible seam that held her suit on. She then undid the seam itself and slid the suit down to the point where her shoulders and more of her cleavage were exposed.
“Like what you see?” she asked.
“Yes,” Bladefire answered in a hushed voice.
“You want to see more?” Rose asked coyly.
“Yes,” Bladefire replied.
“Say please,” Rose taunted.
Bladefire shivered, feeling himself at the mercy of his opponent-cum-lover.
“Please.”
Rose smiled wickedly and rolled her suit down to just below her breasts, allowing Bladefire to see them.
It was his first time seeing a girl’s breasts, as he didn’t waste his time with pornography. He was handsome enough, in a kind of feminine way, that he had a bevy of girls he could choose from in order to sate his physical desires. He’d never tried to, though, as the past several years had hardened him to the point that he often ignored those desires.
Now he was paying for it, as he felt his member painfully struggle against the confines of his pants. He had to admit to himself, Rose’s breasts were perfect. Not too large, but not too small, either. Just the perfect size for her, and capped with the loveliest rose-colored nipples.
“You like?” she asked softly.
“Yes,” Bladefire replied.
Rose pulled her arms out of her suit and continued to slowly roll it down, exposing more and more of her lithe body. Finally, she rolled it down past her hips . . . exposing a perfectly trimmed patch of silver hair between her legs. He gazed further down and saw her sex, pink and glistening.
At this point, she let the suit fall into a puddle around her feet, exposing herself completely.
“Like what you see?”
Bladefire’s eyes trailed up and down her body, focusing on its other attributes. Her stomach was flat and toned, a small belly button accenting its beauty. Her legs were long and sinewy, like slender yet strong trees.
“You’re beautiful,” he uttered. He said that not out of a desire to flatter or charm her, but because he honestly didn’t know what else to say.
Ravager smiled, reading the truth of his statement in his body language.
“Thank you,” she said. She joined him on the bed, her legs on either side of his. She kissed him again, her tongue sliding past his parted lips and wrestling with his tongue. Bladefire returned the kiss in full, battling her for dominance.
After five breathless minutes, she pulled away and began removing his clothes. First, she removed his shirt, leaving the lean yet muscular expanse of his golden-bronze chest open to her appraising one-eyed gaze. She moved down his body until she was at his feet, unbuckling and removing his boots. She moved back up and unbuckled his belt, casting it aside before doing likewise with his pants.
Ravager chuckled softly.
“I’m impressed,” she said.
“Why?” Bladefire asked suspiciously, although Ravager could detect his naiveté. The boy had obviously never seen a penis other than his own.
“It’s a wonder what being half alien can do for a young man,” she remarked, gently stroking the tip of the redhead’s member with her nail. To her utmost gratification, Bladefire gasped and let out a soft groan. “You like that? Good. There’s more on the way.”
Rose climbed up further, straddling her lover while feeling his member brush against her perfectly sculpted rear end. Bladefire could feel himself pulsing with want and need, but he would wait to see how the assassin’s game played out.
Her mouth descended upon his golden throat, kissing, licking, sucking, and biting. She held Bladefire gently yet firmly, preventing him from thrashing about in the newness of the sensations even though she knew he could easily throw her off him if he really wanted. Even if she couldn’t leave a mark on his resilient flesh, she would make sure he remembered this night for the rest of his life.
Bladefire moaned softly, moving against her in a silent entreaty.
As soon as his throat had been thoroughly ravaged by her mouth, Rose kissed her way down his toned chest, paying particular attention to his dusky nipples. Those she sucked vigorously, making him cry out sharply with one particularly hard scrape of her teeth against a peak.
After she’d had her fill using his nipples as her chew toy, she moved down his body, facing his more-than-adequate member. She teasingly licked the tip, causing him to jerk and moan.
“Sensitive,” she murmured. “I like that.”
She licked her way up his shaft, making her way to the tip once again, which she engulfed in her mouth. She took him partway into her mouth and sucked, gently at first, letting him get used to her technique. He demonstrated rather amazing control for a first-timer, holding himself still and not trying to force his member all the way into her mouth like some guys liked to do.
For Bladefire, it was a struggle to maintain his sanity. Just nights ago, this woman had been at his and the other Titans’ throats and now she was sucking him off as if none of that had ever happened. Even more confounding, he was rather enjoying having her suck him.
Has she done this before? he wondered, feeling a faint stab of jealousy inside him. That faint jealousy was drowned out by the sudden intense pleasure he felt as Ravager began sucking him more enthusiastically. Unconsciously, he felt his hips thrust upward, but Ravager was able to push him back down before she choked.
If her mouth hadn’t been otherwise occupied, she might have smirked. As it was, she took him deeper into her mouth, until she was performing the world-renowned sexual move known as the “deep throat.” Thankfully, she knew how to suppress her gag reflex.
After some time, she stopped sucking him.
Bladefire looked at her somewhat crossly. “Why did you stop?”
“Because I want mine, too,” Ravager replied with a smirk. She moved herself so that she was facing away from him while straddling his head. “Now you do it to me while I work on you.”
She leaned forward to resume sucking him as he gazed at her moist, glistening nether lips. He noticed that some of that moistness had made its way to her inner thighs.
Tentatively, he began to lick her lower lips. To his surprise, it elicited a deep moan from her, one that he felt vibrate against his manhood, which caused a moan from him. He kissed her sex, muffling his soft cry with it, which caused another moan from her. He opened his mouth and licked her again.
Her taste was strange, but oddly sweet. He had nothing to compare it to, but it was pleasant to his taste buds. Then again, he was half Tamaranean, so his taste buds were different from a full human’s and what was good to him might not be good to a human. Then again, it was worth it if he could enjoy tasting her.
He enthusiastically licked her, acting almost as though he was on death row and this was the last meal he would ever get. Her moans, muffled by his member in her mouth, were music to his ears. He noticed a small pink nub poking out from the top of her lower lips and flicked his tongue against it.
This time, she didn’t moan. This time, she damn near screamed, which damn near made him climax. Fortunately, he felt her squeeze the base of his manhood and it seemed to calm him somewhat. For how long, he didn’t know.
It became a little contest between them, each trying to see who could make the other lose it first. Bladefire slid his tongue as far inside her as he could – and considering he was half Tamaranean, he could go pretty far. He felt Ravager grind her hips against his face, wanting his tongue even deeper inside her. Fortunately, she had the presence of mind to keep sucking him.
All too soon, he felt himself pulse and he knew he was going to release. He licked Ravager’s damp sex with renewed fervor, determined not to lose this contest between them.
It was that one soft scrape of teeth against his shaft that finally sent him over the edge. Using Ravager’s womanhood to muffle his orgasmic cry, he released inside her warm, waiting mouth. To his gratification, the vibrations of his cry sent her over the edge as well and she had her release.
The two drank each other’s orgasmic juices, determined not to miss a single drop. After they’d had their fill, Ravager rolled off him, sitting up to look at him.
“You held out pretty good,” she remarked. “All that training must have paid off.”
“That’s where I spend most of my time,” Bladefire answered. “Of course it would.”
“Did you like it?” she asked coyly.
“Yes,” Bladefire admitted. He blushed slightly as he looked into Rose’s single blue eye. “Did you like . . . me?”
“You’re better than I would have expected from a first-timer,” Ravager confessed. “You’ll win a lot of women’s affections with that tongue.”
Bladefire chuckled mirthfully. “I’m ready if you are.”
“For?” Ravager asked innocently.
His indigo-on-azure eyes narrowed. “You know.”
Ravager quickly dropped the innocent front. “Oh, yes.”
She crawled over to Bladefire, straddling him once more. “Like this?”
“Yes,” Bladefire answered breathlessly.
Ravager slowly took him inside her, feeling her lower lips stretch to fit him. She moaned softly as she felt him going deeper within her moist depths.
Bladefire bit his lip, trying to stifle a moan.
“It’s ok,” she purred. “Let it out, Blade. Let it out . . .”
Finally, Bladefire let out a deep groan of pleasure upon being fully sheathed inside her.
“How do you want it?” Rose asked. “Slow and gentle? Or fast and hard?”
Gaining a little more confidence, Bladefire smirked up at her. “Why don’t I show you how I want it?”
Rose’s singular blue eye narrowed in seductive challenge.
The next thing she knew, she was on her back, legs spread, as Bladefire began to drive himself into her. He started slowly and gently, as he wanted to get used to the vice-like grip of Rose’s sex without climaxing too soon. Also, he wanted to tease her a bit. He wanted to make her tell him what she wanted.
Rose threw her head back in soft pleasure. She was rather enjoying her lover’s newfound assertiveness.
I guess no matter how shy the virgin starts out, those instincts always kick in at the end, she thought amusedly.
Bladefire continued his slow, gentle pace, not wanting to rush things at first. Finally, Ravager thrust her hips against him forcefully, letting him know how she really wanted it. The half-Tamaranean grinned at her before thrusting back into her more forcefully. The assassin let out a deep purring moan of pleasure, passionately undulating against him.
She reached up to hold onto him for dear life as he pumped into her. His mouth found itself at her throat, his lips and tongue caressing it while his teeth scraped and marked it. He knew the mark would be gone in the morning due to her healing abilities, but for this moment he wanted her to know that she was his.
His name became the mantra that her mouth recited almost like a prayer. She wrapped her legs around him, holding him close as he continued to propel himself into her.
“Rose . . .” he moaned, his voice guttural with desire.
“Take me . . .” she purred.
The two continued their passionate intercourse, both feeling themselves coming closer to that inevitable brink.
“X’Hal . . .” he groaned.
Minutes blurred into hours, hours blurred into days, days blurred into weeks, weeks blurred into months, months blurred into years, years blurred into an eternity. The passage of time was something utterly unimportant to them; all they cared about was each other and the wonderful bliss between them.
They didn’t know whether it was minutes or hours later, but they were pushed over the edge. Rose went first, her orgasmic scream muffled by Bladefire’s kiss, which muffled his own cry of rapturous climax.
Their muffled scream subsided into soft, gentle moans and mewls as they continued to kiss, their hair forming a crimson-and-silver blanket around them.
“You wanna go again?” Rose asked softly, her eye glimmering with mischief.
“Yes,” Bladefire replied.

End Notes: Thus, you see something you rarely see in superhero fiction, a hero carrying on a sexual/romantic relationship with a villain. Hopefully, you found it interesting enough to let me know what you thought, assuming you weren’t turned off immediately because it didn’t feature the Titans from the show.
This is going to be an anthology, featuring both pairings that I officially set up in the main series and pairings that I think would be nice to play with but won’t use in the main series. There will be some femmeslash, as in girl-on-girl stuff, but I won’t really have male slash.
You can let me know what you think now. And the link to the main story is below if you’re interested.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2658103/1/
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