No Vacancy
Chapter Ten

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Raven felt like she was drowning in lust and sin and depravity, to the point where she wasn't sure if she could (or even would) come up for air. It all felt so…

...wonderful.

There was no other way to describe it. It was as if her body was somewhere else, flying high on endorphins and desire to the point where she was no longer herself. She had become something else entirely, and it felt as though she were flying through the stars, watching the bright lights slip past her as her mind faded away into nothingness. She was completely weightless as she sunk deeper and deeper into this endless need, wrapping herself in pleasure until she was lost to him.

Eyes fluttering, Raven pressed her cheek tighter against the pillow and let go of a moan that seemed to shake the whole room. Behind her, Jason grunted and cursed, his hands tightening on her hips so much that it felt as though her hips would show signs of bruising in the morning. His hips slammed into her with force, each push shoving her shoulders into the mattress harder, and it felt as though he were trying to forget something with her.

Although, to be fair, he was. He was trying to forget his unrequited love for Starfire, trying to trick himself into believing he was fucking her and not Raven. Raven should have hated that he used her like this, but honestly, she found she didn't mind it. She didn't mind being used and abused under his hands, because he fucked her until she couldn't walk straight, and it took away her own thoughts anyway. It took away all of her emotions and left her only with sensations, and Azar, she needed it. She needed for once in her life not to feel.

"Come on." Her voice didn't sound like her own, it sounded rough and raw, like she was seconds away from supernova. Every nerve ending in her body was on fire, and she wanted nothing more than to go up in flames and feel that sweet, delicious release he offered her. Fingers digging into the pillow, she snarled again. "Make me come. I'm so fucking close, you goddamned asshole. Fucking make me come."

Jason snarled above her, his voice wild and feral in the smoky stillness of the room. Something untamed roiled just under the surface of his skin, bubbling against his senses as his hips slammed into her own. She could feel him start to lose control of himself, and his pace quickened, creating even more friction between them. It was all too much at once, and her body finally trembled against the sheets as her stars exploded around her.

Gasping and cursing, Raven shoved her face into the mattress and screamed so loud she was sure the lights flickered with the force of her powers. Everything felt bright and colorful, like she had been thrust into heaven, and before she had a chance to slip down back onto this plane of existence, Jason rolled her onto her back. His dark, dangerous eyes barely caught hers before he dropped his mouth to her still-orgasming core, and he flicked his tongue over her clit. He practically devoured the taste of her as if she were a treat, and before Raven could stop him or herself, she was arching off the bed again, another orgasm racing through her.

Her thighs tightened around his shoulders and he lapped up her cum like it was some kind of delicacy for him. She could feel her brain turn to useless ooze, forgetting how to think as everything seemed far more intrigued with wallowing in pleasure, and her entire body sunk deep into the mattress. Her second orgasm mingled with her first and the sensation short-circuit her entire system, her muscles spasming and trembling again. Raven watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Jason grabbed his cock, his expression unreadable and shadowed. He gave a few quick strokes, his body jerking as he let a low, grumbling noise escape, and he finished himself off on her. Raven shivered again, feeling his cum slipped over her pale skin, coating her in his essence and practically marking her in his scent… and she fucking liked it? She really was a glutton for punishment.

Jason gasped and fell onto the bed next to her, his own body still shaking from all the sensation they had just indulged in. He swallowed lungfuls of air, gasping as he shook from all the little aftershocks coursing through him. Grinning, he threw a hand over his head as he stared up at the ceiling, looking almost as if he'd won the lottery. His cheeks were flushed and sweat dripped into his eyes and Raven couldn't help but realize (albeit with some great reluctance) that he was kind of… cute. Even after all the depraved, deplorable things they did together, somehow he still managed to be cute, and not just an asshole.

Her heart skipped a few beats as he looked at her out of the corner of his eye, and Raven quickly turned and looked up at the ceiling, pretending not to notice. Her breath caught in her throat again and she swallowed, trying not to think about his fingertips brushing against her own. What in the world was happening to her?

It was just endorphins.

It was just the fact that they were good in bed together.

It was just the afterglow of really, really good sex.

That's all.

Nothing more.

A few long seconds passed in silence, and she finally managed to catch her breath enough to speak. She let her face return to its normal, blank mask, and looked over at him with a grimace. "Warn me next time you're going to do… that." She felt him smirk next to her, but he said nothing. Raven just bit back a growl and she motioned to the bathroom door. "Go get something so I can clean myself off. I feel…"

What she felt, was complicated.

"…gross."

Jason stood up and stretched out his back, little drops of sweat slipping down the planes of his chest to tangle in the thin fringe of hair. He cocked his head to the side and stared at her with that little, teasing smirk. "I can draw us a bath if you want?"

Raven flushed at the inflection in his voice, and her lips tugged down into a frown. "Us?"

"Sure." His voice was steady and lighthearted, but there was a soft tremor of uncertainty behind it. He shifted and pushed at his hair, glancing down at her again. "We can take a bath together."

A bath together? That sounded perilously close to their boundaries, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to cross that line. He was supposed to be a fuck, nothing more. Just a really, really good roll in the sack so she could get back to her own life. But now he was slowly creeping in on territory she didn't want to visit. Raven was shifted a little, her eyes sweeping up and down his body, helpless but to enjoy the sight of his slowly-softening cock as it rested between his thighs. Why in the world did such a wonderful appendage have to be attached to… him? Of all the people in the world, it had to be him. She lifted her stare back to his face and raised an annoyed eyebrow.

"Why in the world would I take a bath with you?" Raven propped herself up on her elbows, and she could feel his cum slip down the planes and curves of her body. She stifled a shiver. It was starting to feel significantly less sexy now that their filthy pleasure was wearing off. "We've already had this discussion, Jason. I come to you for one thing and one thing only. One fuck, one night, once a week. Nothing more."

"Yeah, yeah. I hear you. Every time we see each other you constantly remind me of this fact, Raven. I'm not fighting you on that." He rolled his eyes and rocked back on his heels, still staring at her curiously. "But, you've got nowhere else to be, and the night is still young, what's the harm in enjoying my… what did you call it? My 'well endowed cock'?" He chuckled and offered her that damned, annoying smile again. "You might as well get a few uses out of it before you leave for the week. After all, it's the only reason you're here."

Her reaction seemed almost instantaneous, and Raven found herself unable to stop the words. "It's not the only reason I'm here."

Jason stilled, and his eyes turned to look at her narrowing just a little.

Raven could feel her heart jump into her throat and blood pounded through her ears. Why had she said that? Why had she said something like that? Those words indicated that there might have been more between them, but she knew better. This no-strings-attached sex was all she wanted out of him, anything more and she felt like she might actually murder him. He was, after all, the bane of her existence.

"I'm here because it gets me away from the tower." Raven licked her lips and leaned back on the pillows again. "It's quieter here."

Jason's expression turned cold for a fleeting moment before his normal, snide expression slipped back into his eyes. He leaned forward just a little and lifted an eyebrow. "So stay awhile then. Use my 'well endowed cock' and hang out for a bit. Besides, you've never actually seen the tub, or the bathroom… come to think of it."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

He shrugged and jerked his thumb to the bathroom door. "You know, it's a heart-shaped jacuzzi tub. With powerful jets… so, you know… you can get yourself off and I can watch."

Her eyes widened and she stared at him, but he just continued to grin. He couldn't possibly be serious. Her eyes met his own stare and her nostrils flared as she tried to contain her surprise. He was serious. It was one thing to watch her masturbate in the heat of sex, but to explicitly ask for it so casually made her nearly forget how to breathe. Her blood rushed through her veins again and she took slow, careful breaths shivering just a little as she tried to calm herself.

"You're not serious are you?" Raven, felt her cheeks flush brightly, and she tried to focus on the tacky, nondescript picture on the wall behind him. Jason just cocked his hips to the side and stared at her until her eyes flicked to his own again. "You are serious? What in the world for?"

"Why not?" He grinned. "Trust me when I say that watching you masturbate is better than porn."

"And you just think I'm going to let you?"

"You did before."

"That was different!"

"How so?"

"It just was."

Raven ground her teeth together and tried to keep her emotions at bay as everything roiled under the surface, scratching at her relentlessly. Unfortunately, he had very valid points. Why would it matter if she took advantage of their time together? So what if she went from one fuck a week to a few? It was her decision, it didn't mean that there was anything more between them. All it really meant was that she was desperate for the way he used and abused her in such wonderful ways. A few more times together wasn't going to change anything.

At least, that was what she kept telling herself.

She looked down at her stomach and sighed. "Fine."

"Good. I'll get the water started." Jason smirked, happy that he'd finally won a battle, and walked toward the bathroom. "Do you want bubble bath and wine too?"

Raven's blush returned full-force, and she glared at the picture on the wall again. What the hell was he thinking? This wasn't some kind of weird, fucked-up Rom-Com.

"You're straying too far away from our boundaries, Jason." Raven laid back on the bed and listened to the tub fill up with water, splashing against the sides of the tub. "Remember what we said? Fucking and fucking only. We don't need to pretend that we like each other for this arrangement to work."

The words tasted ugly in her mouth, like she'd swallowed chalk and it left her dry inside. She reminded herself time and time again that this was all their relationship was, but it was beginning to feel redundant and… wrong. Something ticked at the back of her mind, scratched as if it wanted to be let inside, but Raven just closed it off. It was better not to think about these things anyway.

"Oh, I'm still gonna fuck you, Raven." His voice echoed in the bathroom, warbling slightly over the rush of water.

Raven could hear the pop of a cork, and the snap of a lighter started. There must have been candles in there as well, and part of Raven wanted to complain. And then she really thought about taking a bath in a deep jacuzzi tub with water up to her neck, wine in one hand while Jason's skillful fingers got her off. And then maybeshe would position her legs so that the hum and rush of the water jets rubbed right against her clit, buzzing and fizzing and giving her such a wonderful sensation. She thought about that for a long minute before realizing that particular experience was far more important than trying to keep the boundaries up between them.

Raven grabbed the edge of the sheet and wiped herself clean before standing up and making her way to the bathroom. A few, flickering candles were lined up against the walls and edges of the tub surround, reflecting off the glittering, tacky tiles and small mirrors that were starting to fog with the heat of the water. Steam curled from the bubbling water, curling around the space as she carefully poked one toe over the threshold. Jason was standing next to the tub, looking crossed his arms over his chest and grinned at her, leaning back on his heels as he watched her step into the surprisingly spacious bathroom.

He raised a bottle of very expensive wine at her and smiled. "So, wine?"

Her lips twitched and she sighed in defeat. If she argued with him, she could very well miss out on this opportunity. Instead she held out her hand and shook her head. "Alright. I'll have some wine."

"Come on, Raven, don't sound like I've sentenced you to death. It's just a little wine and a little water play, nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, we've done far more kinky things together-"

This was very true.

"-and I promise you're going to enjoy it." He poured her wine in one of the hard plastic cups next to the sink and put it in her hand. His smile turned practically devilish, and he reached next to the tub, turning the dial on so that the hum of the jets seemed to fill the tiled space. "The bath is mostly full… you might as well take advantage of it before I join you."

Raven licked her lips and took a drink of the wine before setting it on the edge of the tub. The whole thing felt surreal, a little strange and out of her comfort zone, but she found herself somehow enthralled with the newness of it all. She wanted her privacy, but there was also something exciting about knowing that he derived pleasure from her pleasure, regardless of how she reached it. A strange emotion slipped down her spine and she swallowed another gulp of air.

"You're not seriously going to watch, are you?"

"Like I said…" He poured himself a glass and grinned at her. "…better than porn." His eyes met her and he jerked his head towards the bathtub. "Come on, Princess… into the tub."

Raven shook her head and stepped into the bath slowly, carefully arranging herself before sinking down into the water. It was pleasantly warm and smelled faintly of citrus and vanilla, and the scent wrapped her up in something sensual and delicious. Jason smiled softly and he ran his hands over her shoulders, watching her with rapt attention. She looked up at him through heavy-lidded eyes as she positioned her legs carefully around one of the edges of the bathtub, spreading her thighs so that the rush of the jet pushed against her already sensitive clit. The water hummed and buzzed around her, little bubbles brushing up against her nerve endings to the point where it was slow, delicious torture. Raven's eyes fluttered and she tilted her head back, resting it against the opposite wall of the tub.

"Feel good?"

She nodded and let out a slow sigh. Her stare flicked to his face and she smiled softly, watching his own excitement start to gather in his eyes. He looked almost eager to please her, as if that was the only thing he wanted to do tonight. He didn't really want to fuck her anymore, he just wanted to play and tease and bring her to that fevered pitch again - but this time he wanted to go slow. It was as if he wanted to take all the time he could, so that he could stretch out her pleasure for as long as she would allow.

The thought was surprisingly nice.

Raven let go of a relaxed sigh and she focused on the feeling of the jets still rubbing against her clit, vibrating gently. "Play with my breasts." It was a command, not a request. For some reason - one she really couldn't pin-point - she wanted to feel his hands on her. She wanted to feel his calloused, scarred fingers tracing her, teasing her, giving her everything she didn't even realize she wanted.

Jason just chuckled and slipped his hands into the water, cupping her breasts as he watched the rush of the water jet against her clit. He traced his fingertips over her skin, stroking her with something that was almost like tenderness. Raven let go of another, soft sigh and she leaned back even further, feeling strangely weightless. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples, flicking and twisting them slowly, as if bringing her pleasure was far more important than bringing her to orgasm. The journey was slow, careful, planned, and Raven had no idea how long she lay there in the tub, letting him tease her and letting the water rush sweetly against her. She closed her eyes and let the soft rush of need sink into her veins, one little bit at a time.

Her lips opened and a gentle gasp escaped as she rose one hand out of the water, groping for Jason's leg. Her fingers sunk into his thigh and she shivered.

"Close?" His words rumbled low against the shell of her ear, rippling down her spine until it pooled in her stomach like liquid heat. His voice was sinful and dangerous, and she should have known better than to let him whisper to her, especially when her emotions we as raw as they were.

She realized then how desperately she wanted to kiss him. It was a silly thought to be thinking at a time like this… but… still…

"Yeah," Raven whispered, spreading her legs just a little further apart as she tried to ignore the other feeling in her chest. Yes, there was the desire for orgasm, but there was also… that. She didn't know what that was, and she wasn't entirely sure if she liked it. "I'm… I'm close."

"Let go whenever you're ready, Little Bird."

The nickname made her blush, but she ignored that too.

He rolled her nipples between his fingertips again and nibbled gently on her ear. "Take your time… enjoy the ride. We have all night, remember?"

Before Raven could remind him that his sultry pillow talk was practically ignoring their boundaries all together, her orgasm started to spark over her body. It was a slow, low burn that zipped along her bloodstream over and over again until her limbs were trembling and her body was shaking and she was letting out soft, little mewls that sounded almost pathetic. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts out of the water, bubbles still clinging to her skin, and she gasped again before sinking back into the water.

Jason smiled and pulled his hands up her chest to her shoulders, pressing his thumbs into her muscles. "Better?"

Raven nodded, letting go of a soft sigh.

Jason smiled and handed her the glass of wine. "Wanna go again?"

She nodded again, bringing the cup to her lips.

"Want me to talk to you again?"

Again, she nodded.

"Alright, Little Bird… let's see that pretty, little 'oh' face one more time…"

As his hands slipped down her chest, teasing and playing with her breasts, Raven could feel his lips press one little, innocent kiss to the back of her neck. It was then, for the first time, that she had one, singular thought that seemed to consume her entire consciousness:

Please, Jason, just kiss me.

I hope this isn't awful. I was getting tired of looking at it for a while. THANKS FOR BEING AWESOME.