kay guys, not really happy with myself right now. The awesome idea I had? Yeah, tly forgot what it was. If I don't write it down, I forget it! Anyways, I hope the story line still flows and I'm not letting any of you down, please let me know. I don't want you or my story to suffer just because I have writer's block!

Thank you so much for being so patient! I know it's been like over a week since I updated, but my life right now is kind of a ruckus. I'm out of school in 2 weeks, then I fly home. So I'll be able to relax again after that.

As always, I love you guys, you rock my socks, and REVIEW PLEASE! SUGGESTIONS!

oh, oh oh, and if you didn't notice, those links I put in earlier that I forgot to put spaces in so they'd show up, are fixed so you can actually tell what the fuck I'm talking about. Sorry, please ignore the crazy person behind the laptop.

Raven's eyes fluttered open.

Ugh. Her head was pounding. She lifted a hand to place it on her forehead, but as soon as she moved, pain shot through her. She swore.

What the hell.

She carefully sat up and looked down at herself.

She gasped. Every inch of her was covered in bruises accompanied with small puncture wounds and bite marks. It looked as if claws had ripped into her skin, and fangs had cut into her flesh, leaving it raw and battered. She looked down, his white sheets were stained with red. Her whole body screamed out in protest as she turned to look into the mirror hanging opposite Beastboy's bed. Her hair was a mess, black and blue painted her neck and shoulders. Her face, thankfully, remained mostly unharmed.

She heard a grunt next to her and looked over at the green man lying naked beside her.

A sheet was thrown lazily across his hips, but his back was in full view. Long, thin gashes covered his skin. It looked like someone had dug their fingernails into the changeling's body and carved so deep, they drew blood. Raven brought her shaky hands to her face. Her nails had blood underneath them. She drew in a quick breath. The boy beside her attempted to roll onto his back, but quickly flipped back onto his side as soon as his injured back made contact with the bed. He flipped over the other way to face her, still snoring loudly. She raised a hand to her mouth. Beastboy's face had been torn apart. Cuts and swollen bruises covered his face, arms, and chest, along with more slices from her nails. His lip was split and bleeding, painful looking hickeys coated the skin on his neck. He too bore a few vicious bite marks. Right now, he looked more red than green.

Trembling fingers shook the changeling awake.

"Beastboy! Wake up!"

He let out a little groan and squinted his eyes. She shook him again and his eyelids flicked open.

"What is it? An alert?" he inquired groggily.

"No, worse."

He finally looked at her. Eyes went wide.

"Raven! What happened to you?"

"What does it look like happened?" She gestured at his own body, making him look down and go slack jawed.

"Wh- What the fuck! What happened to us?!"

Raven crossed her arms. "You don't remember?"

"No!" He hesitated, looking distraught, "Do you?"

Her arms relaxed as she shook her head. "No, nothing. I came into your room last night, and we, well..."

"Yeah yeah I remember that part, but not how we got these bruises. Raven, what are we gonna do?"

"I- I don't know!" Tears started gathering in her lashes.

"Rae." He reached out to touch her cheek. She shrunk back. He pulled his hand away, hurt. "What's wrong?"

She turned away and folded her legs in a lotus position. "I'm going to visit my emotions, see if they remember what happened."

"Okay."

"He listened to her chant three times before she silenced and her body started levitating. He sighed deeply, looking down at his wounds. He shook. This was not good.

Raven awoke in her mind. Only wisdom was present.

"Where is she?" Raven demanded, storming over to her neutral emotion.

Wisdom ignored her. "You do not need to speak to her. I can tell you what you did last night."

"What I did? WHAT I DID? I did not do anything! It was her, not me! If I did those things, I would have remembered it!"

"Relax."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS? STOP protecting her. You are supposed to be my emotion!"

"I AM YOUR EMOTION. What does that tell you?"

Raven's eyes narrowed and she pushed passed wisdom with a huff.

It wasn't to hard to find Lust's domain. Tall, thick trees shot up from the ground and flowers that looked as if they had been painted by Georgia O'Keeffe herself littered the small area.

"Where are you?" Raven bellowed into the depths of her mind.

Lust slinked out from behind a bush. "Hello Raven. How may I be of assistance?"

"Tell me what you did last night!"

"I think you already know what wedid last night."

"I didn't have any part in this! You took over my body!"

"Wasn't talking about you sweet cheeks, I was talking about me and beastie."

"What. The fuck. Did you do."

Lust let out a depressed sigh. "Ugh you're so dramatic. We did it."

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

"We fucked Raven, and don't act all appalled, I wouldn't have been able to do it if you didn't want too so bad. Like it or not, you consciously made that decision. I just carried out the deed."

"WHAT?"

"You, before I took over, made the decision to have sex with him. You decided, he decided, but me and beastie had all the fun."

"How could you?"

"Sorry doll face, but me and him both were popping through so much that it only took that decision to release us. You let your instincts take over for once."

"That does not give you permission to take over! I can't remember a thing! And neither can he!"

Lust let out an exasperated sigh and let her head fall back. "Well sorry, sweet cheeks, but it was too hard to resist. Beastie's just so... good. You have impeccable taste girl. I promise next time, I'll let you have him. I'm a good sharer." She winked.

"Don't you get it? This can't happen again! I can't do this anymore. I can't run this risk again, plus the risks we are taking even kissing. I could blow up Jump City without even realizing it!"

"Please. No you couldn't. That would take an immense amount of power and Rage. You would feel that building before anything bad could happen."

"No."

"Oh, stop being a little bitch."

"No. I can't. It's done."

"Don't you dare Raven. You love that man, hell, we all love that man."

"It's not enough."

"Get off it. Stop acting like you don't feel anything. I'm living proof that you're wrong."

"We woke up covered in bruises and bite marks Lust! That's not love! That's sex, that's passion, that's lust."

"And that's a part of love whether you like it or not."

"No. I don't want it."

Lust breathed deeply and crossed her arms. If it'll make you feel better, here." Lust waltzed up to Raven and placed two fingers on each side of the sorceress's head. Raven was filled with memories. Last night came flooding in while she winced and gasped, watching the night unfold.

When she was done, Lust pulled back, stepping away. She spoke softer this time. "Don't. Just don't, okay? Try to stop being you for like, two minutes and think about this reasonably."

Raven grunted. She was still fuming, but her mind was unresolved. She turned on her heel, closed her eyes, and fell back into reality.

Beastboy was waiting as patiently as he could, slowly and shakily inspecting his body. God, could this get any worse? And why couldn't he remember? Was The Beast really that strong that he could take control so fully that Beastboy entered a state of unconsciousness? That was not good. Beastboy not being in control was not good.

She cleared her throat and he snapped out of his thoughts. "H-Hi."

"I found out."

"Oh, well, that's a relief. Mind filling me in?"

Raven placed her fingers on Beastboy's temples and replayed what had happened not to long ago.

She watched as Beastboy's eyes went wide.

His mind was drowned in images, memories he felt he should have, but didn't.

Then, he remembered.

Her nails had scratched into his back, clinging to him. She was choking out breath as he continued to tease her, taking in the intoxicating scent coming from between her legs.

"What do you want Raven?" He remembered asking her that, hissing in her ear.

Her skin was tinged a deep pink. Breath catching.

"Fuck me."

He remembered knowing she was going to say it, but it still managed to take him off guard. He almost snapped out of it, that moment was so surreal. But it was far too late, The Beast had already taken ahold of him.

And there was no way he was letting go now.

Fangs had immediately sank into Raven's throat, eliciting a cry from her. His hands had found their way back to the ass he adored, and squeezed. She was grinding up against him, begging, begging him as he growled and bit her jaw, then her hardened nipples.

"Please, please, I want you."

There had been a slight touch of fear in her voice, although from what, he was still unsure.

His claws dragged down her hips and thighs, leaving aggravated, red marks. She cried out again, whimpering, but he had lost all sense of her cries, The Beast had one goal, and one goal only. To mark Raven as his.

He was busying himself, using his mouth to leave small bruises all over her abdomen, when she had reached down and grabbed him. He looked up into glowing eyes.

"I said, now." Lust rolled the last word from her tongue seductively.

This made The Beast grin. "I was having fun, weren't you?" he teased.

An alluring grin spread across her face. "Fun, huh?"

And then he was on his back.

And she was on top of him, breasts dangling in his face.

She purred and unleashed her own teeth against his skin. Every bite followed a swift lick that gave him goosebumps. She pressed her pelvis against his hard, thickening cock, and rolled her hips in circles. The wet cum that was leaking from her opening dripped onto him and he licked his lips in anticipation.

Her fingernails dug into his cheeks as she roughly gabbed his face and pulled him in for a searing kiss, nipping his lip so hard, it drew blood.

The Beast hardly seemed to notice. He growled and grabbed ahold of her hips, lifting her up slightly. She responded flawlessly and grabbed his throbbing penis, lining it up with her opening. Without hesitation, he thrust her down painfully and watched as her face twisted, letting out a loud moan. He was greeted with warmth, a searing fire that seemed to live inside this girl. For a moment, he could not move, he felt tight, soft, wet walls surrounding him, and he never wanted to leave this part of her. He wanted to bury himself deep deep inside and never leave. To have his body meet with hers felt exhilarating.

She barely had time to adjust before he was forcing her to ride him, up and down, breasts bouncing as he watched her react to every sensation he was giving her. She cried out, yelled and moaned and screamed. Her eyes were wide without seeing, they seemed to perceive nothingness, like her sight had been shut down because of how engorged her other senses were. His claws shot out further, digging into her skin, making her bleed. This only makes her bite her lip. She could not breathe. He flipped her over, lying her down. She pulled him in for another kiss, letting it linger as he realigned himself and pressed deep into her core. She gasped, and her wet mouth came down on the flesh on his neck, sucking mercilessly. Nails dug into his back, stinging, as she screamed. Her nails clung to him, as if she was afraid to let go.

The Beast could feel that both their worlds would be coming to a crashing end soon. He flipped her over, forcing her on her knees and elbows. He used a hand to rub her clit once more. She moans out, unable to do anything but feel and react. He points his dick toward her folds, and rubs the head against her tight slit. He pushed back into her with a grunt, hands landing on her round ass. He reached around and grabbed a nipple rolling it, she moaned and her walls clamped down on him. He leaned back up, spanking her. Another purr rang out. He smirked. He spanked her again with his other hand while pushed into her further, pumping into her as hard and as fast as he could, feeling the pressure inside of him build. He let out a moan of his own and reached around her slim form again to rub her tiny bud. She let out a wail and forced herself onto him, her juices flowing, she was so close. He trust into her and let her grind against him, that proved to be all she needed.

Her whole body shuttered as her world seemed to explode. He held onto her as her release brought him his, and he shotted into her, gripping his lover's hips. When it was over, they both went tumbling onto the bed, tangled up in each other.

The Beast looked into Lust's eyes and smiled.

And then it went dark.

Beastboy blinked. "Holy shit."

"Yeah."

"I don't know what to say."

"Gar, this isn't okay. I know it's not your fault, but I feel... violated."

Beastboy pulled his knees up to his chin and hugged them. "Yeah, I know."

Sad eyes bore into him. "I think we might need-"

"Some space?"

"Some time."

"Can't argue with that."

Her eyes brimmed with tears. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He looked at her. He'd seen Raven go through a lot, but right now, she looked broken.

"It's not that I regret it, Gar, it's just that-"

"You wish you actually knew what was going on? Yeah, me too." His tone was slightly bitter.

"I still love you Rae."

She smiled weakly.

They sat there for a moment, in silence.

Raven sniffed and whipped the tears from her eyes. "Okay, now I need to heal us up. Don't want the team asking questions."

Beastboy nodded, permitting her to touch him.

She grabbed ahold of his face and closed her eyes. Within minutes, his face and most of his body was healed, however many hickies still remained. She then focused on herself, healing the parts that her suit did not cover.

"What now?" He asked looking at her.

"We act like it never happened." She deadpanned.

He grunted disapprovingly, getting up to put on his pants.

He handed her her torn leotard. "Sorry about that."

She encased the fabric with her dark energy and mended the suit. "It's alright."

The couple awkwardly pulled their clothes back on, avoiding eye contact.

Once Raven was fully dressed, she turned to look at her green lover. She hesitated slightly before walking over, leaning up, and giving him a kiss on the cheek. He looked mildly surprised, but not unhappy about it. She smiled at him and sank into the floor.

"See you out there."

In the safety of her room, Raven crumpled into a heap into her bed, and let the tears flow.

She made the decision, there was no avoiding that, rouge emotions or not, Raven knew what she had chosen. She had wanted him. She was ready.

So why did she feel so wrong?

Didn't want to spoil the sex flashback, so what did you think? I've never written a sex scene before so I just wrote what I know. And if there's any guys out there reading this, how'd the male's POV go? Obviously, I don't really know what that feels like so I did my best. Let me know. Keep on rocking awesome people.