This is a revised version of the original posted. The second chapter will be up soon, following the events in this chapter. Also thanks to the best boyfriend a girl could ask for for reviewing and fixing my mistakes. ;)

Disclaimer: I do no own Teen Titans.

Beneath the strobe lights of the underground club, bodies moved almost violently against one another. Vulgarity was too tame a word to describe the movements, the grinding and pulsing of their bodies against complete strangers were hypnotic. The beat seemed to control them, making them lose their sense of reason, of anything. They were controlled by the music pumping through their veins, running off of pure instinct by now. It helped with the alcohol running through their blood, dulling the senses and lowering their inhibitions.

On the edge of the pulsing bodies stood a lone girl. Her hair was a deep purple, reflecting the lights that passed over her. She was small, but not too small. Her body was curvy, almost to the point of being obscenely so. However, it was hidden partially, by the jacket and jeans she was wearing. In reality, she was very modest in comparison to the half-naked bodies on the dance floor. But, it was not her appearance that made her stick out. No it was exactly who she was, and if one looked closer to the girl they would see the small red chakra on her forehead. Raven, of the notorious Teen Titans.

Now it wasn't rare for the teenagers, now almost adults, to go out and party. It WAS rare to see Raven out, much less on her own. She self-consciously tugged at a strand of her long hair, before nervously tucking it behind her ear. She wasn't sure what she was doing, and she just knew if she was spotted this would be all over the tabloids. But, today was a bad day for Raven. It was three years ago to the day that she had her heart broken by a dragon, Malchior. She flinched lightly, eyes darkening but holding their amethyst color. The past two years, the team was always busy on this day, either with a long fight, or even vacation. However, crime had been down and everything was okay.

Well, everything but Raven. She felt as if she was losing her mind, the voices dancing in her head. As she neared her maturation, physically, her emotions wanted out more. They were louder and more demanding. Tonight she was out to please them, to get her mind off of the dragon, but also the polyanimorph she lived with. Beast Boy… Her muscles clenched between her hips. He was one of the reasons her emotions were running haywire. A few weeks ago, actually 16 days prior to be exact, an incident had occurred that seemed to break Raven's poor mind.

Flashback:

Raven cursed as she made her way down the hallway. She was covered head to toe in goo from a late night fight with Plasmus. The others had somehow escaped his blast and were currently wrapped up in their beds asleep. Once again she cursed as she tried to jerk her fingers through her newly long hair. She had let it do as it pleased, a conscious agreement to appease her emotions if even just a little. But, she reasoned, it wasn't so bad. Well, unless in a fight with a monster made of goo. She opened the bathroom door and closed it behind her, beginning to run the hot shower. She undressed quickly, scanning her leotard before trashing it, deciding there was no way to save it.

Under the water she relaxed, letting the water wash her clean, but also release the tension built up by her mental state. Her emotions were really bothering her, wanting to be released to their full extent. Trying to ignore those thoughts, she begun to wash and condition her hair letting her fingers get all the tangles out. One thing she had been surprised about was as her hair got longer, it had begun to wave and curl. Now to just below her elbows, it was actually beautiful, not that Raven would admit that.

As she began to sponge off however, her motions slowed. She began to actually feel herself, letting her hands caress the skin as if learning it. She bit her red bottom lip, letting her hands cup her chest with a shuddering sigh. Desire swept through her body, igniting at the small touch. Raven knew about masturbation, and had on occasion touched herself. In fact, it was a personal secret that she had pierced her body, secret ones that were hidden by extra padded cups. She began to explore between her thighs, relearning her body and exploring with her fingers the woman she had become. It was stupid to be doing that, as tired as she was, but her body was trembling. For once, she felt like a woman, sexy and wanting. As she begun to slip a black nail between her folds, the bathroom door opened. With a scream Raven gripped the shower curtain to her body as she looked around spotting a glimpse of green.

"Beast Boy! What do you think…" Her voice faded as she stared, completely in shock at the naked Beast Boy in front of her. Her wide eyes were transfixed on the green man, her eyes traveling from his shaggy, but somewhat not, hair down the planes of his face. His eyes were bright and dazed from his sleepy state most likey. His strong nose twitching as his lips pursed in adorable confusion before going slack, allowing Raven a glimpse of the pink flesh of his tongue and the sharp points of his canines. She felt a pang run through her sex at the thought.

She moved down, eying his neck while licking her own, smaller fangs thinking how she would absolutely love to bite into those hard muscles. Her eyes followed the planes of his body down to his chest. She briefly wondered where the hell this man had come from to replace the string bean she had come to know. His wide shoulders tapered down to his narrow hips, his chest void of any hair. However, just below his navel was a trail of dark forest green hair, which led to the patch between his hips. 'Beautiful' she thought as she watched his cock twitch to life going from limp to half-mast. Her lips parted as she stared at his manhood, cheeks flushed as her muscles clenched tight.

'Want'… Her mind was singular as she stared at this… beast. Her cheeks flushed as she realized she was staring at a teammate's, a friend's, naked body. Her eyes immediately went to his face. The sleepy daze had been replaced by something dark, his nose flaring as they did. A thought went through her mind that he could probably smell her arousal, which had to be more pronounced that she had studied him.

"Raven…" His voice whispered her name, sounding like the beast he actually was. His hand reached forward, jerking the curtain from her grasp. She gasped immediately trying to cover up, but was unable to as she suddenly was against the shower wall. She looked up, amethyst meeting dark green before his eyes began to travel her body. With her hands pinned above her head, she was arching to him. She watched his brows furrow at her pierced nipples, lust screaming through her empathy, though if it was hers or his she had no idea. As he stared at her breasts, they grew heavy, nipples tightening as if straining for him. His fingers twitched against her wrists, and at the moment she wanted more than just his eyes on her body. She could feel his approval of her, not only by his emotions but his ever growing erection against her belly. His eyes moved down then, seeming to burn each piece of skin they went over. Suddenly he dropped to his knees, lifting a thigh over his shoulder. By this point his body was soaking wet from the shower, leaving his hair hanging over his eyes.

"My God…" she heard his whisper as he eyed her sex, most likely stunned at the ring encircling her clit. His whisper sent shivers through her body, and she couldn't help but rock her hips to his beautiful mouth.

"Please, Gar…" Her voice was pure lust, a pleading tone. She watched him smirk before he buried his nose against her sex, taking a deep inhale. His eyes dilated then, a growl starting from deep in his chest as he took in her full scent of arousal. She felt his long, pointed tongue slither along her lips, licking up the wetness her body had created for him.

The moans that left her mouth surprised her, the fact that she could feel something so deeply, so primitive. He gripped her ass then, wrapping her other leg around his shoulders. She gripped his hair, rocking against his mouth as he pleasured her. She knew his grip on her ass and thighs were bruising but she didn't care. For the first time she lost herself to the emotions, to the pleasure she was being given. As he sucked her clit, that wicked pointed tongue making circles around her piercing, her body arched, undulating for him as her first orgasm mounted.

When he slipped a finger into her wetness, she couldn't hold back the scream that slipped from her lips as she began to release. Fortunately, Beast Boy had slapped his hand across her mouth for her to scream against, his own growl of pleasure hidden between her thighs as she came for him. As he feasted on her juices, Raven panted and gasped for breath as her head rested back against the tile. She pushed at his head as her sex grew sensitive, unused to the swollenness of her clit. He stood then, his green eyes locked on hers, his hand beginning to pump his now hard length. She stared transfixed as his hand stroked his cock, the dark green head giving up precum she couldn't help but lick her lips for. Seeing his cock jutting out from his trimmed hair sent shivers up and down her spine again. Knowing he was that hard for her. He was veiny, long, and had a girth she wanted to wince at. She absentmindedly thought that it may be attributed to his animal D.N.A. Her hands trembled to touch it, her body aching for the man in front of her. She reached for it then, and watched as his eyes widened before moving his hand to let her have full reign.

"Touch me, Raven.. See what you have done to me.." His voice was rugged, dark and so damn sexy, her nipples throbbed. Just when she wrapped her fingers around him, his moan of pleasure coursing through her body, the alarm went off. They stood there frozen for a few minutes, both eyes filled with a need the other could only sate, before Raven finally disappeared in a swirl of black.

That night had changed her down to the littlest detail. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat. She was filled with this constant desire, this constant want for the changeling. Meeting his eyes sent waves of pleasure through her body, his scent drove her wild. She stared at the dancers in front of her, feeling her own body begin to sway.

They hadn't talked about it, and in fact they haven't spoke at all. She wondered if perhaps he regretted his actions, but it was too late for that. He had awoken the demon in her that wanted nothing more than to put him on his knees, to see him beg. Yet at the same time she wanted to be conquered, to be pinned down and taken by the beast until she couldn't walk for weeks!

Raven groaned then, realizing how futile it was to think dancing would ease her desire. It was too strong, too specific. If she thought having a one-night stand would help, after weeks of not sleeping she might have given it a try. But, her mind was solely on Beast Boy, her body wept for only him. Before she could give up and leave, a pair of hands landed on her hips. If she couldn't tell by the way his touch scorched through her body, she would have known by the dark laugh in her ear.

"Raven… fancy seeing you here." She shivered as his pointed tongue licked across the artery in her neck, sweeping her hair to the side as he did. She turned then, looking up into the forest green eyes that have haunted her thoughts and troubled her sleep for weeks.

"Beast Boy…"