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A/N: Fair warning, this chapter takes a deeper turn, proceed carefully or not at all(Also, you may notice but I tone things down a bit here)
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Raven walked only a few steps into her room before she leaned against the nearest wall and slid down. Her breathing was rough gasps as she felt the heat pooling in her settling. She was caught off guard, her walls had been down, he affected her so easily. One hot breath against her skin sent her into a spiral. In that moment all she knew was the heat and burning desire he'd awakened within her.
It struck her like lightning, it burned her skin. It left a mark, she never knew such pleasures. She had never allowed anyone to touch her so intimately, to have her privates be worked like that, not even she gave into her bodies own desires of release. Yet, to be touched by his rough hands, rubbing her small bundle of nerves so feverishly, so perfectly, it made her crave more. His fingers never even slipped inside her and there she was about to explode, to give in and experience that white hot pleasure coursing through her veins. Feeling the grip she had on herself tighten, traversing her body before she realized what she was doing and nearly tore them away from herself. She reprimanded herself in how much easier then when his hands touched those very same parts of her she'd been able to rip away, already imagining his hands on her once again...
She shook those thoughts from her head. Lust wasn't a need but a disgusting desire, one she need not be indulging.
Yet...
It had felt so amazing. The fact it had been so sudden, a shock. That he was so aggressive and bold. It excited her to no end. His eyes were dark and possessive, demanding and greedy. He looked at her like she was a meal. Something to sink his teeth into. She blamed the demonic side of her, the one she was sure took pleasure in this carnal pursuit of his, who craved the power tip he made between the two to prove his power and ability to be the only one worthy of her body. But a small voice in the back of her head seemed to call her out on the bullshit excuse, adding that a part of her, human even took pleasure in this dominance he showed just as much if not more then her aforementioned demon side did.
She heard him pull himself from the floor, a cool chuckle escaping his lips as he left her to her own thoughts obviously aware of what they were doing to her. Thoughts that would be her undoing.
When had he become...like this?
When did he attack her in the hallway, stalk her like a beast on the prowl? Beast boy was either changing before her eyes or she was. Was he getting stronger or was she the one getting weaker? All she knew was she gave in today, crumbled for if only a brief second yet it 'd been just enough to put a tear in her rope of sanity. Soon that rope would snap from the weight of her emotions, and she'd spiral downward into the same primal world of needs Beast Boy was in. For now she needed to try with all her might to hold that rope as long as she could and hope she could find a way to get past these sudden cravings for the changeling. She was strong and composed. In all dangers she was always calm. In the face of certain destruction she was unperturbed. In the pain of sadness she was always stilled. So why couldn't she remain the same over something as trivial as being courted? Maybe because he was a literal beast of a man who was willing to do anything to make her succumb to him. To watch her wither, beg, and crawl for the pleasures he'd give. She'd be his pet that he'd rut and play with whenever he wanted. That's what she knew he desired and wouldn't allow herself to think any differently on the matter. She had no knowledge of a romantic aspect of his actions, though romance would have been even more terrible than this, feeling her heart squeeze at the very notion he did this because he actually held emotional feelings for her beside physical.
At least a primal need to screw her into next week she could almost, seemingly handle. Roses and chocolate? Talks of how they felt? She'd been through it before many times and it always blew up terribly in her face. That would be worse. Time though to feel like the victim was over as she knew these thoughts were far worse to think about then the ones of Beastboy and her own growing desire to fall into his arms for a night of pleasure.
She moved from the floor, feeling the effects from his previous ministrations still present on her as she shivered involuntarily able to still feel his hands where they'd pleasured a forbidden part of her body she would never have allowed him to. Though it wasn't his fingers, her sensitive body reacted immediately. She groaned. She wouldn't succumb to this. She needed to ignore emotions like this. Stripping off her cloak and rest of her attire she decided a hot bath was in order. Wasting no time, she enveloped in black and disappeared into the floor, going to savor a refreshing bath. She'd make sure the door was closed...and locked. Not wanting anymore surprises from the changeling.
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She was cautious but not as much as she originally had been earlier on, now though she was concerned. It had been a bit in between their first two encounters, but it had been over three entire weeks of nothing more than friendly smiles, jokes, and laughs since the hallway. What happened she wondered as she watched him sitting on a kitchen stool, his eyes were on her as well, curiosity and his atypical playfulness dancing in their green depths.
"Wanna hear a joke?" Beast Boy laughed at her, taking a sip of soy milk before giving her a childish pout when she shot him her infamous 'stop it' glare. Even so, it ended up softening as she observed the strange acting man in front of her.
This was the Beast Boy she knew, loud but still maintained enough to be funny. Giving her goofy grins instead of dark smirks. Which meant something was up...what was he planning...did he no longer want her? Feeling her mood damper at the latter thought.
Wait! Why did that upset her?
"Earth to Rae? Come in, this is the handsome, devilish BB at your command. Over and out." Beast boy chuckled, light and good hearted at his mock impression of a space station call. Though with Cyborg in the background calling him a grass stain or a flea bag, he lost his oh so happy expression to retort with his usual whine at the metallic man calling him out on his lack of humor capabilities to especially get a laugh out of someone like Raven.
"What?" She hissed out, his ears flexing backwards from a show of hurt. Strange how he'd evolved. He had flexible sharp point ears, large canines, and his hands held clawed nails, sharp and jet black he'd given up on trying to cut down. He went through these changes when he was about sixteen. He became more like the animal he was. His senses also became very intense, to the point where he didn't need to transform into a dog to track, or an animal to see in the dark. He could actually sense emotions now as well, probably why he was still giving her those curious eyes, he could sense the confusion, stress, and sadness she just felt in the last few minutes causing her icy retort causing him to instinctively give her a scolded puppy dog look.
"Ouch. Grumpy. Sorry I said hello."
She didn't buy his act. This wasn't him. Well, this was him, about 5 years ago. She wanted to know what his game was. What was with the act and avoidance?
"What are you playing at?" Bluntness was her trait. Maybe being blunt would help unravel what he was planning, what he was doing. Did he seriously give up on her when he'd finally gotten his opportunity to make her into a puddle of confusion and desire? Was he just giving her time before he'd pounce again? Or was he letting her drive herself insane with thoughts of a plan or motive he may not have really had? She entertained the latter thought but waved it away in her belief that he wouldn't be so wise and cruel to do something like that...but then again, she still didn't fully know this sudden beastly side of Beastboy and all the abilities beside some unexplained sway he had over her that came with it.
He gave her a lopsided smile. His eyes on the other hand shifted quicker then his forms, sharp and calculating as they watched her. She saw the slightest flare of his nostrils before she realized he was smelling her emotional rise again along with her body temperature.
"Come here." He said as he picked up a hand and motioned her closer. She wanted to bite a retort at him for ordering something like that out of her, convincing herself she wasn't doing it simply because he told her, she timidly stepped until she stood barely in reach of him. He rolled his hand and stretched his arm out to grab the collar of her cape. She was pulled to him so her ear was by his lips, hot breath hitting the shell of her ear before he nipped at her suddenly feeling the fire in her loins burning to life again, wondering what he was going to do next. Questioning at the same time why coupled with her fear, excitement was present with him doing this with their teammates not too far off from them.
"Figure it out Rae." The voice was gruff and dark, catching his eyes cloud for a minute as she nearly became lost in their haze before they snapped back into his normal expression. Moving away from her again he regained his natural composure, the team of course being ever clueless to what was going on between the two.
"So how about that joke? It's about a priest and a dog..."
"For the love of the Titans BB, no one wants to hear your lame ass jokes now get the hell over here and play this damn game with me before I throw this thing out the window!" Cyborg yelled, clearly getting annoyed in a mindless video game he appeared to be getting frustrated with trying to beat the level of.
Beast Boy smirked and gave Raven a little wave. "Duty calls, but maybe later we can do something together? I'd really like to spend some time with you~?" Beast Boy laughed quietly. It was dark and haughty, Raven could practically feel the way he said it as if he was rubbing her down with it. It wasn't an option, it was a demand. Light in tone, thick in meaning. She weighed her options. She could say no, but if she did she would have to deal with him later. Agreeing to a set time would allow her to be less...caught off guard when he did make a move. Yet still she wished she could convince herself into denying his wishes, but again that hesitance returned and she was once again giving herself excuses in why she had to go. Especially with that tone did she really even have a choice? She decided it'd be easier if she walked into the wolves den knowing what she would face instead of being thrown suddenly into it without warning.
"Sure?" She said, uneasy.
"Cool, how's a movie sound?"
"Sounds good."
He nodded with a large cheshire grin and left her to go to the couch and join his metallic friend.
She was left standing there with her tea now cold in her hand like the feeling he once again left her with leaving her disatisfied, and though her face was calm like always her head was spinning with questions and ideas of their time together. What had she agreed too?
She left, pouring the leftover tea into the sink before she made it back to her room. It was time for a very long, and very calming meditation. If her emotions weren't in line, god knows what would happen.
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She was so lost in meditation she didn't realize the time had passed so quickly. It was just morning when she was in the kitchen and she felt like in the blink of an eye it was now the evening. Though only about six it was still nonetheless a very long meditation. She sighed and got out of her cross legged position and stretched her legs by standing on the tips of her toes. She felt the relief wash over her muscles and she sighed again content having been able to regain her center again.
She decided a nice soothing bath and a change in attire would help to fully relax her. and keep her thoughts from wandering where they needn't be. Wearing her cloak and leotard all the time wasn't necessary even though it was usually her first choice. Dressing down just seemed more appealing and it wasn't uncommon for the Titans to every once and awhile adorn civilian clothing, and tonight for her felt like the kind of night to especially not wanting to risk giving him too much skin again.
So she took her bath and dried off, brushing her long hair, watching as it fell past her shoulders. Years ago it was barely past her chin, always growing quickly and getting cut out of her annoyance with it constantly getting in her way but then others started egging her to give it an actual chance, Beastboy having even told her how she looked drop dead gorgeous with her hair naturally extended. A small smile of the time when she tolerated him better and even with his crude joking, she could always sense how meaningful he was in his words and took appreciation in the matter. Eventually she decided she liked it long. She was done with her hair and placed her brush on her nightstand and went to look for something to wear. A pair of black leggings seemed like a comfortable choice paired with a loose white sweater with a large collar that hung from her shoulders.
Pulling on her clothing she looked in the mirror, something she never really did often. It was weird to see herself out of the leotard but it was nothing too terrible, in fact it wasn't a bad choice at all. The leggings of course hugged her thighs snugly and the loose sweater was still tight enough not to look frumpy and the low, large collar gave a nice amount of shoulders, neck, and cleavage for one too see if they were staring.
Before she became too lost in her own self-appreciation, she suddenly scowled at her reflection. She realized her subconscious act of trying to be appealing. Why did she even care what she looked like? She didn't have to look good tonight for him. She was about to rip her clothing off, maybe even cut low her hair again and look for something else, something that didn't even look good on her and covered up more then what she was allowing when she heard a rap of someones knuckles on her door.
"God Raven, it's ten already. Come out of your room or I'll come in there. Believe me though, if I come in there I won't be leaving until neither of us are capable of leaving the room. Actually...lets spend some time together in their, I've changed my mind about the movie, it wouldn't be as enjoyable as us..."
Briefly she wondered how long she'd spent in the bath when she heard Beastboy yell through the wall, initially tuning him out until she caught the last part and swiftly walked over to the door for it to slide open as her hand quickly muffled his mouth from saying anything else incriminating. "What in gods name are you thinking!? Do you want everyone to hear you!" She said in a hushed voice, dangerously on the point of sounding angry. She practically wanted to be with all he put her through, maybe then giving in to her anger she'd be able to fight off his advances with more ease then she'd done before. Suddenly feeling something wet on her though she froze up shivering from the sensitive sensation the rough appendage made on her as she far too slowly for her liking peeled her hand reluctantly away from him, casting her gaze away as she crossed her arms trying to hide the embarrassment that he'd overtaken her rising anger with.
"Chill out Rae, everyone's busy. Star and Robin are out doing another 'stakeout', and Cyborg's got his girl over and they're on the lower side of the tower chilling with one another." Beast boy smirked. "So they won't hear a thing once we get into your room and I have you bent over your bed and begging for me to-"
"Enough! Lets just watch the movie." Raven said in a huff as she strolled out into the hallway and started walking to the common area with Beast boy behind her, a goofy smirk on his face from once again having made the empath a flustered mess.
As they were walking he kept a slow pace to observe her from behind, his eyes raking down her body with reckless abandon from her amazing hips barely hidden by the leggings she wore, swaying to him almost teasingly with the assistance of her plump bottom and her powerful yet sexy legs. T He was tempted to go and give her a nice slap on the behind, probably a nice squeeze as well to feel the soft flesh in his own hand but decided against it...for now. He mentally marked that down as one of many more things to explore with her when he'd finally won the game and he successfully had his mate under his hold and sharing in his desires with a lack of innocence he entertained her being capable of learning.
"I'm really enjoying the view back here, we could definitely take our time going into the common room." He stated calmly, watching as she seemed to stumble a bit before regaining her composure, silently continuing to walk with a little less sway. He enjoyed her trying to ignore his comments, and get her body to follow in how she wanted it and not how it instinctively craved to, her reactions were simply adorable. She glared back at him before she walked through the door and they were finally inside the titans main room. There was a dim lighting to the room both from the light fixtures and the moon cast against the glass pane shining its spotlight into the room. If Raven wasn't so cautious with Beastboy and his plans, she'd have found more beauty in the room.
"What movie do you have in mind?" Raven asked as she walked over and sat on an end of the large couch, intent on this strictly being the two enjoying a movie together...though that same part of her from earlier laughed at the thought knowing otherwise. He shrugged and turned on the large television before popping in some mindless action movie. Raven was the kind of girl who found comedy and romance boring. Action though held her interests a little bit more then the other two. Honestly he knew she wasn't a movie person at all, simply seeing it as a means of distracting herself or others when she had to share in their company begrudgingly.
"I wasn't thinking much about the movie." he said sitting down next to her, giving her a sly side grin she rolled her eyes to. "Gar, I agreed to a movie...nothing else. Or would you prefer me to just leave?" Attempting to be the one to have a little more control of the situation even though it was obvious what was left of it was back in the comfort and safety of her room she started regretting she'd left now.
"Well you didn't disagree to anything else either."
"Well I do now." She retorted and looked towards the screen. Of course, he had other ideas though, moving his body to lay down on the couch and placing his head on her lap. She jumped and was ready to push him off, immediately assuming him about to try something on her.
"I'm just getting comfortable." He said coolly. She rolled her eyes tempted to still push him off but decided otherwise lest he force himself more on her then he already was.
"Of course you are..."
Around half an' hour passed with no other problems from him. She even found the silence relaxing. She looked down for a moment, looking at his peaceful face subconsciously having found her hand in his hair scratching it to his seemingly content. She liked him like this. Relaxed with no pressure on himself or her, he looked so content and she couldn't help sharing with him when he was like this. He was also a very good looking man, even if he was green, but she saw his skin tone as exotic compared to most others, it appealed to her especially with her own somewhat ashen appearance and she at times saw him able to relate with her being misjudged simply for their abnormal skin colors.
She felt a hot blush rise to her cheeks. Oh God...She just mentally called Beast Boy handsome...and actually was enjoying his close proximity to her. Truly, she'd gone seriously insane.
"Hmm...what's on your mind?" he chipped in, turning so he was facing her stomach before bringing his eyes up to her face. That same curious look present in his eyes.
"Stop sensing my emotions."
"Okay Ms. Empath." He said sarcastically, sighing as he leaned his head back down to look at her stomach. Smirking as he got an idea that he'd held no hesitation in going through with, ever so carefully bringing his hand up and sneaking it underneath her shirt. His finger lightly tickling smooth skin ofher lower stomach.
Her breath hitched from the sudden intrusion, already feeling the spot his hand was at spreading throughout her body as the movie already was beginning to become a blur, not that she'd been giving it much attention and she honed in on the heat he was pooling through her body. They traced lightly on her creamy abdomen as he moved himself so his face wormed its way underneath the oversized sweater.
She opened her mouth to tell him off when she felt him trace his tongue along the side of her stomach before biting down a bit roughly on her soft skin, hands moving to yank him off but gasping as the small amount of pain seeped into her, tingling her body with a weird tinge of desire. Liking her reaction he bit down harder, his canines breaking her skin. The sudden increase of pain made her heart beat rapidly and strangely enough pleasure followed alongside it as she found a part of her that sought for him to do that again. Barely even having touched her as he'd done before and already she was becoming putty all over again. He watched as her natural powers healed the wound instantly. He licked the blood that managed to seep out, not particularly minding the metallic taste, a low growl vibrating in the back of his throat as he sought to have more of her. Reminding himself of what his plan was as he restrained himself to continue on tamed.
"Stop." She said breathlessly, but the meaningless plea went on deaf ears. Instead he emerged out of her sweater, pushing himself up so he was kneeling on the couch next to her as he hooked his fingers on the hem of her shirt and roughly yanked it up until it fell over the top of her still covered breasts but exposed enough skin to definitely appease him shortly. He watched her chest falling and rising in rapid breaths. Her eyes were wide. Scared...but secretly desperate for him to continue. Even with her denial, deeper parts of her curious to what more he could do to her...give to her. Her body was giving him all the signs to continue, her hands still frozen in place and yet to have made any movement or flash of powers to hurl him off of her. He caught the feint scent that was the smell of her arousal, feeling his own growing the more he continued to do with her. He didn't even bother with her bra, instead using his sharp teeth to tear the center and let it fall in two sides apart. She shuddered as her breasts were finally exposed to the cold air. Her hands finally moving to instinctively go up to cover herself but he wasn't having any of that. Loosely grabbing her hands, he held them still at her sides as he took in the site of her exposed chest, leaving her with no other choice but to watch as he licked his lips hungrily as his eyes were already devouring the naked mounds revealed before him.
"Beautiful." He breathed out, causing her to flush more then already had as he dipped his mouth close to one and let the tip of his tongue roll around one of its buds, feeling it harden up with his ministrations as she briefly attempted to sum up the strength and will to push him away but gasped as he played with her chest feeling her arms gush on her.
Again the overwhelming fire of lust clouded her. Half of her wanting it to continue and the other half fighting for control of the situation. Control to stop this before it went too far than she was apparently letting it. But it was slipping as that wonderful mouth of his was licking and sucking on with almost profound skill the newly introduced woman assumed him to possess. It was exciting her to no end as she could feel him growling around her which only further increased the pleasure. His eyes were more slanted as he let his instincts have a bit more control. Her mewls and gasps were fueling him on and he couldn't help but worship her gorgeous chest. To let his tongue work on tracing her hard buds and his teeth graze over them. Every once and a while he blew cold air onto them and watched as she'd twitch or shudder shivering out a breath of gratification.
He looked at her face as he removed his mouth and instead brought both his hands up and traced his thumbs over where his mouth had been, watching as she continued to elicit wonderful noises fully taken to her desires.
She was now arching into those hands. Her body was screaming with unknown lusts. Those rough fingers squeezing her and rubbing her was causing her to feel as if her body was going to catch fire. She closed her eyes and she couldn't help focusing on the feeling on her chest, too distracted to notice he was moving away from her coming to a kneel in front of her in front of the couch as she looked at him in confusion, far too dazed on the high to register what it was he was doing.
"Open your legs." He growled out. She numbly followed his orders and shyly spread her legs. Her mind was having a war but her body was seeking what it wanted. He gripped her leggings and pulled them down her spread legs. Surprised, but far too appreciative in seeing her without anything else underneath as he'd just assumed even in her uniform she preferred going without any. Another one of her habits that was her undoing. While she was still distracted, he knew it now or never to carry through with his plans, make his move before she fully registered what was about to happen and put back up her defenses. Her arousal was so strong and addicting he brought his nose closer to her and breathed her in before his long tongue pressed against her folds and licked at the moistness it was filmed with, not bothering for taking his time, one hand gripping her thigh to keep her in place as he savored the euphoric nectar he could abstain forever in having licking without abandon.
He barely got a taste of her before the sudden shock of the rough, heated appendage pressed against her opening shook her awake from the high he'd already had her set in. She gasped as she looked down at Beast boy between her legs, licking her like she was the first oasis he'd come across after hours of being in a hot desert. He grabbed her thighs and spread her legs wider, his tongue slipping into her, long and flexible as he swirled it inside of her making her gasp and squirm as he tasted deeper parts of her she'd never in her life imagined to be reached.
She tried to say something. Anything. She couldn't even form comprehensible words as her lower body was alight with pleasure. He dragged his tongue out of her and traced up to her sensitive pearl, sucking and nipping her swollen bundle as her body jerked in response towards him. Her hips raising to meet more into the mouth giving her feelings she could barely put into words, knowing she needed to get out before it was too late, before she did indeed succumb to him. She couldn't find the will to do it though. Instead her legs moving without her say so over his shoulders and pulling him further to her, Beastboy humming in response as he continued with his actions more fervently. This time he couldn't let her get away from him before making her finally reach her climax, without it, all his efforts would have been for naught and they'd be right back to where they were earlier this morning with her sated for the time and expectant of whatever move he intended to make next. If he wanted to progress things along further and turn the tides further into his favor, he needed to introduce her to something more than just what he could do to her. But what he could bring her to as well.
He could feel how her nerves were bursting in intensity. He could feel her muscles clamping around his tongue and hear how erratic her breathing was. He groaned, he knew when she did hit that high she'd snap out if this and it'd be back to this game. Honestly, he could just mate her now while she was lost to her desires, but that would be a waste. Knowing Raven, if he were to do that now, it would ruin not only his chances of being able to offer her the full physical gratification it could give her, but she'd never seek him out or allow it again. She'd never come back for more. He had to get her to ask for this kind of pleasure so she'd continue to come back because he was the only one who could do this to her. Give this to her. She needed to be the one to either start it, take control, or hell be blunt about it as she was with everything. Briefly, the image of her being blunt about it skyrocketed his arousal through the roof as he imagined her falling to his state and commanding her desires out of him, forcing herself upon him even just to get him to take the hint.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by her now louder moaning, music was the delicious sounds spilling from her lips without abandon as her hips moved of her own accord against him seeking out the strange feeling building up again she couldn't bring herself to leave without being quelled. He worked his tongue harder against her to help her along until he felt her inner walls tighten and then pulsate, clenching as she rode the waves of her first ever release. He was nearly tempted to lap up his reward but restrained himself before he was driven to doing more then what he'd already accomplished, pulling back to watch her body convulse, eyes flashing as they stared up to the ceiling and the breathless rise and fall of her still exposed chest, smirking at his doings as he almost seemed to be waiting for her to finally come back from the cloud nine she'd been squeezing to dear life on.
She never knew something could feel that good, something so dirty...
"Your taste is something I could never tire of you know." He sighed as he moved back to sitting next to her. Watching as she recovered and quickly pulled her leggings back up and pulled her sweater back on staring everywhere but him. They sat for a minute. Raven felt more awkward than she'd ever felt in her life. She didn't know what to say. What do you say to a man who just did things like that to you? What do you say when your body, heart, and mind were all working against one another each with their own distinct opinions of the situation that they even fought their selves on.
"So, enjoy the movie?" He chuckled watching as she was still calming her breaths and...well, everything, giving him a look of disbelief, shock and confusion. How was he able to remain so...cool about this, like he hadn't just done what he'd done. But it was obvious his question held hidden meaning to it, and she opened her mouth then closed it trying to find the right words to say.
"Let's...thank you...I mean...I need to go..." She stumbled on her words. She needed to be away from him. That tear in her rope was getting bigger and god knows she was losing whatever grip she had left on it. She swiftly got up and walked away. Ashamed.
Ashamed at herself. Disappointed she was so weak. So weak to the powers of lust. Weak to him.
As she left, she here was no way now she could deny any longer how much she enjoyed it.
Hell she absolutely loved it, but it was wrong. She wasn't and shouldn't have been just giving herself so freely to him like some willing whore. She actually let Beastboy bring her to the peak of pleasure. She let him lead her where ever he wanted. She felt so wrong, but everything about it felt so right.
She knew she should have listened to her mind as she'd been trying to do, but it seemed as if her mind wanted to agree with her body this time.
She needed to think.
And put on a new bra.
While Raven left he pridefully smirked to himself. The poor girl. All this was so new to her. Raven being a half demon already had difficulty controlling her emotions on a daily basis. The fact that lust wasn't even a part of her daily emotional struggle was why he'd at least guessed she reacted so strongly and become so confused and out of control of her body during their little times together.
This aspect of her would make the game easier for him and for Raven, like many things about her already, it would lead to her undoing. Leaning back into the seat, he turned off the tv to coat himself in darkness as he just stared off in accomplishment, silently taming the arousal working on her had done to him as he thought on his plans for the demonness. Now he wanted all of her, he wanted to more than anything mate her. To be the first to be inside of her, and if he could have things his way, the last. So distracted was he with his more physical desires for her, it was near impossible with how much that part of her encompassed his thoughts for him to think of her in any emotional manner as he'd done many times before in the past. In this state though it'd be a miracle for him to even give mention of the past.
He brought a hand up and yawned. He decided sleeping would be a good idea for the time to rejuvenate and also help fully take back his own control of himself. It wasn't as if Raven was going to come to him tonight. No, not after that. She'd probably be trying to meditate her problems away. She was on a thin line, he knew that, and it was only a matter of time before she finally fell into the lions den that awaited her. He was ten moves ahead of her at this point and she was still stuck at the starting line with barely any movement made and if things continued going as he wanted them to, she'd remain that way and he'd have his mate much sooner then later.
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