Alright, here's the last chapter made by Just A Frog that I'm going to add and edit a lot more to start continuing in my direction with it.
A few weeks had past them by since their last 'interaction with one another'. The moment of course was long gone and done with, but Raven couldn't be around the deceivingly goofy green changeling without a heat pooling between her legs and the ghost feeling of that flexible tongue against her. It was as if she could feel him, feel the warm, wet muscle lapping at her extremeties, those rough thumbs sliding gently over her taunt nipples as he seemed to have practically marked himself permanently upon her like a tattoo she was constantly reminded of every time she saw him.
She silently gasped from having lingered to long on what she was trying hard to convince herself as forbidden thoughts, shaking the memory away to hopefully leave her be but knowing it would continue to haunt her mind as it'd done for the recent weeks. Here she was standing in the common area, her mind replaying that disgusting, yet delicious night. Shifting herself uncomfortably. Lately she'd been craving another encounter, yet she couldn't go crawling to him, it was beneath her and exactly what he wanted which she at least was able to fight in easily giving in to. Still, this feeling made her skin ache. She was uncomfortable with herself for even thinking such lewd thoughts, but it was as if she had no control over the matter and because he was the one that lit the spark in her it was like he was the only one that could sate it for her.
It was a never ending struggle within her lately. She barely kept her desire at bay, the growing flame now roaring as it wanted to break free. She wanted to give in, but being the stubborn woman she was she wouldn't give into it fully.
She at least was able to admit to herself she enjoyed that night. He made her reach a high she'd never hit, but now she felt herself craving another hit of him, another night of pleasure, a quick romp to settle this Raven he was creating. This Raven that was becoming desperately hungry, and wanted only one thing to sate what he'd awoken...satisfaction.
It didn't help her that he could sense it too, he could smell her arousal. The way he would smirk and stare at her with hungry eyes, every time he had the chance whether she knew it or not, he was watching her crack beneath the weight of her own wants. Indeed she was breaking before him and it was taking what will-power she had left to keep herself together. Even now, he was there on the common room couch, chancing a glance she caught emerald eyes piercing into her own as he observed the shell she'd maintained for years on end slowly crumble beneath his sight.
His nostrils flared as they seemed to always do, and she could tell he was once again trying to drug himself on her scent as he constantly did since the start of all this, he probably already knew it as well but in the midst of trying to break her he himself was also falling down that same hole, drugging himself too much on her to the point he inevitably could break from his own addictions. He was maddening himself on her and it was a wonder he'd kept up enough control not to just jump her on the spot and claim her as she was sure he desired to. She convinced herself once again that it was simply because he wanted to take pride in her crawling to him and wasn't because he considered her feelings on the matter. Though she felt a small pang of pain at the thought, curious why that didn't seem to be coupled with some form of appeasement like other thoughts she'd had of the changeling.
Across the room, Beastboy was indeed having an internal battle with himself, alone with only her it didn't take long for her scent to engulf the common room as he was in between analyzing her and being lost in the haze she aroused in him, restraining himself from flipping the board of the game and taking her then and there. He'd almost lost control before, restraining the inner animal in him that sought to rip her leotard to shreds and bend her over the counter, to take and mate with her as he desperately sought to. He knew she wanted him to as much as he did, but it was all about getting the girl to admit to it. If he gave in to his urges too suddenly, reverted to the beast within him then he'd end up scaring her away or worse and she needed to be the one that went to him. Besides putting a bad taste in his mouth thinking of her completely fearful, tears and panic across her expression unfittingly, the thought of her groveling to him, begging to be touched, to be pleased by him and him alone was enough to find control of the situation. Calming himself to go back to being relaxed in her presence. She had to let the words of defeat slip past her soft lips, not his.
It wasn't to say he couldn't push, he just couldn't take, at least not yet and she was the most stubborn person he'd come across in his lifetime. Getting her to acknowledge his jokes as funny still was a task in itself. Of course his efforts into breaking her were being met with success, but path to victory was made longer because of her self control and mastery over her emotions. Her emoticlones were surely going wild with his ministrations, and even with the mastery she had in keeping them tame, things became more complicated now that she had Lust who he was sure had joined the fray with the others finally reawaken from her prison.
She was rattling the cage, screaming to be set free, to spread her wings and help the empath experience the world of passion, pain, and pleasure in order to fill the throbbing ache that existed within both of them. If she continued to fight it, it would spread like an infection through her body until she was consumed by it, all until she finally fed the wants of Lust and the other emotions affected...herself included.
Like her mantra, she had to remind herself to not give in and go to him, no, somehow she had to convince him into giving her what she wanted, what she needed, and craved. She couldn't outright ask him, as blunt as she was, she would be too embarrassed to fully admit she was caving into her primal wants and he'd hold it over her as a reminder of her show of weakness, but oh how the malicious heat ached and throbbed in her and the longer she looked at him the more she felt her legs just wanting to walk over and give herself completely to him. It was forcing her to push another encounter with the beast, however, she had to make sure it didn't seem intentional. No, he be far too pleased with himself having her come to him, and though she ached, she also wasn't about to let him win...Not yet.
A more devious thought entertained her mind, an idea since Lusts awakening and their first encounter in the hall that the emotion had been whispering from her prison and that the Raven of old wouldn't have even considered. Her desires were clouding her judgement at this point though and at the very least not only could she indulge this new craving to find some stability back on her end, she could also play along in this little game of his. He was capable of breaking just as much as she was and who's to say she couldn't push him as much as he'd been doing her, fan the flames of his own arousal so that he was the one that burned out from his fire instead of her. Lust seemed to grin in glee from her cage, hopping up and down from the idea being considered, her older side though disapproving of her taking to this method, indeed satisfied that they could come out of this game the winner instead of Beastboy.
He unknowingly had the playing field set for her to not just start the game, but to strike back with enough force to leave her own crippling blow as he'd done to her. She had an idea of how he was playing this game so there was no harm in her playing it in her own style, the chess board laid out before her awaiting for her to finally make her move, navigate the field to maneuver around him. She wouldn't have a lot of time, sensing the others approaching the common room, finally awakening from their own late night expenditures. It was time to move her pawn while she had the time.
With their gazes still connected, amethyst against emerald the air became still as his ears caught the rapid thumps of her chest meaning she was either awaiting or considering something, making it hard for him to tell with her impassive expression giving nothing away. His ears folding back as the earlier thought of him scaring to the point she'd push away at any approach he made on her and was getting more then uncomfortable with his constant gaze, a part of him considered standing and going over to give her reassurance even though he would regret doing so, putting an end to this game and attempting to win her over through different means. But before he could rise he stopped, shock nearly betraying his features as his nostrils moved, smelling an altogether...'different' smell from her, the aura she typically held being replaced with something more...challenging.
She slowly began to approach him, instinct telling him to move, to avoid the oncoming danger, but at the same time it glued him into his seat, ordering him not to move and to observe and let whatever she was planning be carried through with. He couldn't read her as he typically could and any sense of her plans was lost on him, but what he did notice was the excitement as she moved closer and closer to him. Licking his lips as the scent she presented to him drove his nerves wilder then they had before, staring up to her in expectation as he waited to see what she intended to do.
Terrified as she was with every single step she took, she needed bravery in this moment and she was surprised how much of it the very emotion was giving her, obviously a fan of a challenge and wanting to prove she could hang with the best of them as well. Egged on as well by her sisters who knew if they carried through with this, they'd get what they wanted. She wondered if she finally snapped beyond repair for the rash decision she was making to play along with his disgusting game, but she was too far along, stuck waist deep in the quicksand of lust he'd been pulling her further into. She was so close to him, their lips almost touching, she could feel his breath against her mouth, his eyes tracing her features the curve of her body then back up to her face waiting for her to move, to do something, to explain her plan to him, to back out before she got herself into an inescapable position.
She wanted to run, to forget about everything she'd worked up to getting into his proximity like this. But instead of backing away, she forced herself into executing her plan, brushing her lips against his and pushing her clothed privates against his thigh, she lowered herself onto his sitting form, both legs on his side. He could feel her heat against his leg and instinctively grabbed onto her rump to support her as her heat came over his own groin mindlessly grounding against him and hungrily lapping at his lip.
Confused was an understatement for what he felt, but he gave in to capturing her lips, kissing her back vigorously, the back of his mind wondering if he was having another day dream or this was really happening. Irregardless, he was going to enjoy it and see it through to the end, leaning up to deepen the kiss as a husky groan escaped him, squeezing her thighs to elicit light moans from her. Almost hissing in pleasure when her teeth captured his bottom lip, feeling his arousal growing as she pressed herself deeper onto him, pulling herself closer to him as he began getting frustrated with the clothing separating them.
And then she was gone, as quickly as it started and heated as it was getting it ended and her warm body and soft lips detached from him, for the first time having to watch her as she smirked at him, pulling the hood of her cape on and quietly moving away. Not even a word as she left him stupefied, his heart beating like a wild animal trying to escape its cage. She could feel as his emotions registered what happened, slapping sense into him to move after her, to not let her get away with what she'd done, standing up to go after her.
Check...
Stepping around the couch, as still glazed over, he made one step before the common room doors flew open as she was departing and the voices of their team welcomed themselves into the room. Shock clear on his expression as he was stopped in pursuing after her, the arousal she left him with registered and he quickly moved back into his initial seat thankful the couch faced away from the team as he attempted to calm the erection she'd left him with.
And check...
Pride she long since missed swelling inside of her as she could feel his emotions immediately spiral into a hurricane as they fought among themselves in going after her and sitting in their place before anyone in the team noticed. Offering her greeting to them, she moved around them to walk through the door and into the halls, headed towards her room and to leave Beastboy this time teased and craving more.
Luckily Beastboy had been able to calm himself in time for Cyborg to challenge him to a game, Starfire and Robin joining alongside to watch the two as he gave them his usual goofy grin, picking up a controller to take the metal man up on the challenge. As they played though his thoughts were on another challenge that had been taken up, his mind racing with the recent event that happened as he couldn't the near dark laugh that escaped him, confusing his metal friend who was in the process of handing him his green ass on a platter in the game he was already way ahead of him in. Clueless to the Changeling being completely unaware of the game.
She was trying to turn the tables on him, she thought she had the game in the bag because she pulled an unexpected stunt like that, but she was still but an amateur. She was still fresh to the game while he had enough knowledge and ability to keep hold of his place ahead of her on the board. She'd simply gotten a lucky roll of the dice, and irregardless of what moves she made to try catching up, he'd be the winner in the end.
He debated entertaining her on her 'success' or planning his next move, because things surely just got more interesting between them.
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Alright, I did a lot of editing from the original chapter here but still kept it's direction how it'd initially been. From here on though I'll be taking over the rest of the story, hopefully able to do Just A Frog justice.