Sometimes, Beast Boy really hated his powers.
He tossed in his bed and tried to muffle the barrage of sounds coming from upstairs. It was four in the morning and Robin and Starfire were going at it again, and no matter how hard he tried to go to sleep, all he could hear was the squeaking, the whispering, and the moaning of his teammates having sweaty, hot sex.
Sweaty, hot sex that he was not having, and had not been having for several months
With a frustrated grunt he kicked off his sheets and rolled off of his bed. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants from his drawers and roughly pulled them over his boxers. There was no point in trying to sleep, not when there was so much vigorous activity going on upstairs. He was crabby, horny, and hungry, so he might as well get up and grab a bite to eat.
Garfield walked sleepily down the hallway towards the kitchen. He wondered if there a subtle way to ask a teammate to soundproof his room. Truth be told, in the beginning he hadn't minded too much—he had even listened in on Robin and Starfire a few times. But the novelty and excitement of listening in grew old fast. As their relationship progressed, their sex life had gotten more active and more creative. He definitely did not want to know that the tower's resident boy wonder enjoyed being tied up on occasion. Sighing he turned the light on in the kitchen and gave a shout of surprise when he found he wasn't alone.
It was Raven, sitting calmly on the countertop wearing the bunny pajamas and matching bunny slippers Starfire had gotten for her last Christmas. He suddenly regretted his decision not to put on a shirt.
"We fight monsters for a living and you get scared finding me in our own kitchen?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but you seriously scared the crap out of me. What are you doing here in the middle of the night with all the lights out?"
She shrugged, "Couldn't sleep. I decided to make myself some tea and got too lazy to turn on the lights. How about you?"
"Same. Couldn't sleep, got hungry." An awkward silence passed as Garfield opened the fridge for his soy milk. He poured himself some cereal and gestured to his bowl, "Cereal?"
"No thanks."
The silence continued as Garfield took a hungry bite of his cereal. Some may have found the silence comforting, but he found it overbearing. "Mwhefkoulmftchousleep?"
Raven arched a delicate looking eyebrow at him. "Was that English?."
"Sorry." He swallowed and sloppily wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. "I said, why couldn't you sleep?"
She shifted uncomfortably on the countertop, "It's not something I would particularly like to share."
"Huh," he took another bite of his cereal. As an empath, he wondered if Robin and Starfire's fun time ever affected her powers. "What if we're up for the same reason?"
She yawned tiredly and leaned forward, hugging her knees to her chest. "Somehow, I highly doubt that."
"Really? What if I told you that my room is right underneath Robin's and that I can hear everything that goes on in it."
If she understood any part of what he was insinuating, her blank stare didn't give anything away.
"Sex," he elaborated. "I can hear them having sex. You know, when two grown ups make the well-informed, responsible decision to bump uglies, knock boots...fuck like animals? Ever heard of it?"
She snorted into her mug. "Thanks for the rundown, but I know what sex is." She looked up thoughtfully at him, "Well, I guess that means we are up for the same reason—sort of."
Raising his eyebrows suggestively, he asked, "Well, you know what we have to do to get a good night's sleep, right?"
Without looking at him she answered, "ask them to book their own hotel?"
"No, we'll have to break them up somehow. We could plant someone else's underwear in his room." He smiled when he saw her roll her eyes. Garfield was suddenly happy to have someone to talk to about his problem. He leaned down against the counter she was sitting on. "How have you been dealing with them going at it like horny rabbits all the time? I'm happy for the two of them and all, but the amount of sex they've been having has to be unhealthy, and it's unhealthy for me! I haven't gotten a decent night's sleep in weeks!"
"Same, and I still haven't figured out how to cope with it," She opened the drawer underneath her, grabbed a spoon and stole a bite of his cereal. He looked up at her, surprised by her sudden display of familial camaraderie. She wasn't usually the type to share food or stay up nights gossiping about their friends' sex lives.
He poured himself another bowl of cereal for the two of them. "You know, I asked if you wanted your own bowl."
She shrugged her thin shoulders. "Too lazy, and your cereal looked tastier."
He smiled and took another bite. He liked this, the two of them bonding over their powers. "So my problem is my super sensitive hearing, what's your problem?" She looked away from him, clearly embarrassed.
"It's not really a problem per se, nothing out of the ordinary...it's just that they, especially Starfire, they tend to feel some very strong emotions while they do...whatever it is they do."
Garfield nodded, "the sex."
Raven rolled her eyes again, "right, and because everything they're feeling is so strong, it seems to imprint on my own emotions and makes it hard for me to regulate my powers as well as I normally do." Garfield tried to hold back his surprise. He had always assumed his unreadable teammate chose not feel emotions of a more... lustful, carnal nature. But to know that she could opened a whole new door of possibilities.
"So, you're telling me that you feel what they feel?"
"I can never feel exactly what another feels, but, yes, I can feel their happiness, their excitement, and love for each other."
Garfield couldn't help but to tease, so he leaned in close to her against the counter on either side of her, cornering her in between his arms in a firm stance. He furrowed his eyebrows in mock confusion and asked innocently, "what about lust? Can you feel their desire?" Raven choked on her last bite of cereal and froze, trapped by the frankness of his question and the intimacy of his physical presence. The usually calm and collected Raven was anything but at the moment, with her flushed cheeks and flustered expression, and Beast Boy decided that he found this side of her very cute.
So cute in fact that he decided let her off and be nice. "I'm just kidding, don't answer that, I'm being a jackass." She glared at him and kicked him swiftly in the gut. "Oof," he grabbed at his stomach, "I think that's going to leave a bruise tomorrow."
"Don't ask me to heal it because I won't"
"What if I ask for a kiss to make it better?" She rolled her eyes and he chuckled at his own stupid joke.
In the distance he could hear Starfire's desperate moaning getting louder and louder as she reached her peak. Their laughter stilled and Garfield's instincts felt a sudden shift in the demon's demeanor. Sitting on the counter with her legs spread slightly apart, Raven suddenly fluttered her eyes shut and tilted her head back in a sensual and slow stretch. He stared, transfixed, as her back arched gracefully away from the counter and her lips formed a subtle and perfect "o" shape. He could sense her breathing and her heart rate quicken, as if she were sprinting a race, and if he listened carefully underneath Starfire's frantic moans, he could almost hear a satisfied exhale coming from the enchantress.
Garfield was positive his face was red. He wasn't sure exactly what he was seeing, but he was sure as hell that he wasn't supposed to have seen any of that. Still, he couldn't keep his eyes off of her chest as it heaved heavy with unspoken emotion.
And that was when it hit him.
That smell. Her smell. The heady fragrance was quickly filling his nostrils and clouding his judgement. His vision blurred and he inadvertently let a carnal groan escape his lips. He wanted to find that smell, to bury his face between her legs to taste that smell, to take her on that countertop and fuck her until—
He heard a single, sinful moan escape her lips.
He closed his eyes to try and control himself. Every muscle in his body was tensed and ready to pounce. All he had to do was remove her ridiculous pajamas and he'd be there, buried deep right where he wanted to be...
His senses snapped back when he heard Raven choke out a surprised gasp—"Garfield!."
Right, empath.
Had she sensed every shameful emotion he felt for her just now?
She crossed her legs precariously on the counter. Without another word, she phased out, and he was left looking at an empty countertop. He looked down at himself and sighed. Great, now he was crabby, even hornier, and he had definitely just humiliated himself. A surge of guilt washed over him. What was wrong with him? What kind of monster was he to think those thoughts about his own teammate. About Raven?
He could smell traces of her smell lingering in the room.
Beast Boy groaned, threw his dishes in the dishwasher noisily, and shuffled back to his room. Well, at least he wasn't hungry anymore. How was he supposed to face Raven in the morning after what happened? He flopped face down on his bed and checked his clock: 5:15 am. Maybe he would sleep in tomorrow to try and avoid her. He closed his tired eyes.
Upstairs, he could hear creaking.