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The Rape?,... How Many Times is Okay?,... A Minor Villain Returns,... Dreams,...
Raven didn't know how to react. Her boyfriend was no longer staring blank-eyed into space, but looking directly at her. Without thinking, she automatically reached out with her empathic senses: fear, shame, guilt, sorrow. Those filled him, and bordered on consuming him again, threatening to drag the one she loved back into a comatose state. Feeling helpless, she teleported to the boy, and wrapped her arms around him, desperately hoping to protect him.
Beast Boy raised his hands to push the girl away, not understanding how she could still love him, only that she did. "Stop." He pleaded, needing a chance to think. The world around them briefly became cool as the girl ignored him, still holding him in a death grip. When he looked around he realized they were in the hot springs normally used for bathing, and that the cold sensation had been her teleporting them. The warmth of the water permeated the puzzled boy who had no time to react before the violet-eyed girl mercilessly pushed his head under the surface. Mouth shut, eyes wide, he briefly considered that she might be just killing him, If so then it was a silly attempt given he could just turn into a fish, but still... The overwhelmed boy relaxed, and decided if that was what she wanted then so be it.
She pulled his head from the water. "You let Death kiss you, didn't you?"
"Well ..." There was a small swirl of bubbles as his head went under again.
"You're ours." The girl told the boy, pulling him up so that he could breathe. "Understood?" There was a red glow to her eyes, and a very predatory look on her face.
"Completely." He decided, realizing it was best to just agree. Then, to his surprise, her lips met his, forcefully and demanding. "Raven?" He asked breathlessly when she finally released the kiss of death. There was no response as inhumanly strong hands started to rip at his clothes. "I don't think this is a good time. You know what I did." Obviously not liking the idle talk, she pushed him under again.
"What?" She asked, pulling him up. "You never had trouble making out with me before? But she kissed you, and now you do?" For a brief second she had four glowing-red eyes.
"I love making out with you but ..." There was a spray of water as his head went under.
"No buts." The half-demon stated, letting him breathe once again. "Except for this one." She tore his suit, exposing his briefs. "And this one." She firmly grabbed his hands, and placed them on her behind.
"Raven, what I ..." He raise his hands to push her away, only to go under again for a full five seconds.
"Hands back where they belong." The girl instructed, or rather commanded, and smiled when the boy obeyed. Her lips descended to met his.
"What I did ..." As his head went under, he held his breath, having expected it.
"I saw." Raven told him, pulling his head from the water. "I also smelled it, and sensed the sheer agony. Being an empath really sucks at times. I can't believe you did it, but I accept that you did. It was necessary, and even Death says you're not a monster."
"But ..." He went under again.
"Hands back where they belong." The girl insisted, pulling him back up several seconds later. She smiled at him again when he obediently listened. "Remember back when you asked me to make you a promise?"
"Huh?" Beast Boy blinked, trying to focus his mind enough to recall what she meant.
"That I never place your life above mine. And I refused." She settled down in the water, fitting her body to his.
"I recall."
"I'll promise you this. I'll never let you place your life above that of an innocent. If you ever become a monster, then I'll bring you back to your senses, or I'll kill you. I swear that if you do something like that again, and you walk away without blinking an eye, then I'll make sure it's the last time." She laid her head against his. Then I'll kill myself. She silently added, holding him in her arms.
"Okay." His voice was laced with reluctance, but he knew she would keep the promise. It would have to be enough. He wrapped his own arms around the girl he loved, and held her close. "Thank you."
For a while Raven was content just to rest against her boyfriend. Despite all the self-hate that came from him, she could still sense that bright and beautiful light that was his love for her. Touching it with her empathic senses, it filled her with contentment. Her hands started to wander.
"I really don't think ..."
"Beast Boy, for this you don't have to think." She quieted him with her lips.
"But ..." He started to say when she moved downward, planting tiny kisses all along his neck. Once again there were bubbles when the girl pushed him under.
"Hands where they belong." She instructed him a few seconds later. "Really. How hard is that to remember?" She continued to kiss him. First back to his lips, and then down to his neck again. Slowly, she moved lower, working on his chest while her right hand reached under the water and found to her delight that he really appreciated her efforts. It wasn't as if she'd had much experience. Other than dead-fish Jonathan, who she'd once tried to work some excitement into, there'd only been the two psychopaths by the names of Malchior and Mark. Curious, while she gradually moved from his chest to his stomach, she furtively tried to use her hand to measure him. She blinked. Is that supposed to fit? The girl asked herself, pausing. She used her fingers to try to guess just how thick he was. No way. She decided.
"You know, any one of a thousand people from Kishar's village could be watching." Beast Boy told the girl. He wanted to stop her. Even if he loved her, and knew she still loved him, it felt wrong for a monster to be happy. Through their connection he could sense so many emotions: worry, contentment, satisfaction, joy, love. They mixed with his own, and he didn't know how to respond. He just knew that for a monster this was wrong.
"So." Raven shrugged, and moved her mouth several inches lower. She wasn't sure what to do here, since she'd never gotten this far with any of the others, but even if he was still surrounded by guilt and hesitant, she knew her boyfriend was enjoying it. She grinned, able to sense the pleasure through her empathic senses. Unable to resist the urge to satisfy her own needs, she suddenly sat up and straddled her boyfriend. Time to see if it does fit. She gulped.
"You're ..." Beast Boy opened his eyes.
"I dated people." The lust-filled girl sighed, eyes closed. "I've never got this far before. I swear, if I hear the Tower alarm now, I'll rip any so-called villain into a dozen pieces." A few seconds later she knew it would fit just fine. When her lover raised a hand to play with her left breast it somehow impossibly added to the pleasure. The other he placed on her hip, guiding her. By Azar. She silently moaned, eyes glowing with a grin of pure rapture on her face.
The relentless downpour soaked the ground, causing small streams that either gushed along until they disappeared into the foliage, or soaked into the thirsty ground. Within the jungle there were no worries, each drop would be found by something, plant or animal or insect, and made use of. Beneath a shelter of dark magic, Raven sat and watched the rain with her boyfriend's head in her lap. The danger to the world was over, and if the cost had been horrible, she could now rest a little. There was still work to be done when it came to getting BB back as a Titan, but she had hope. After all, she was the blue-clad emoticlone who represented just that. Gently, her fingers twirled green hair, while she pondered matters that were important to her.
Is eleven times in three hours normal? She wondered. Sure, I've read numbers for that sort of thing in books, but ... She sighed. Maybe he expects more... Maybe I should wake him up and ... The half-demon girl grinned. A few more times won't hurt.
"At that rate, I think I'll be a grandmother in no time at all." Kishar spoke, appearing in the rain. "Trust me. If he were human, that would've killed him."
Raven blinked, turning a bright red. "How do you know?" She hissed, looking down at the sleeping shape shifter.
"You're shouting it out. It's hard not to hear thoughts when they're so loud."
"Oh." The girl gulped.
"There's one little problem with getting him back as a Titan." Kishar sank down to sit beside them. Her hand gently reached out to cover the one the girl held on her son's head, and contentment filled her face. "Or perhaps I should say two."
"Two? I know we got to convince Robin, but what's the other?"
"I edited their memories. How can he reconsider my son's position as a Titan, when he can't even remembers what happened."
"Oh." Raven frowned, looking thoughtful. "True. BB could always return as a Titan since no one recalls what he did, but I doubt that's what Death of the Endless meant."
"No. The leader must accept him back despite knowing what happened. My son respects him, and thus his opinions have power over him. If this one says he's no monster, then he himself will believe it."
"Much as I respect Robin myself, those are two major roadblocks." Raven sighed, staring into the rain. "If you return his memories, someone like Zatanna could easily read his mind, and that could lead to a ton of problems. Then there's how to convince someone who's sometimes borderline psycho to change their views." She looked at the woman. "Assuming you can undo what you did?"
"I can. I guess I'll just have to keep an eye on him, and make sure no one sees the secrets I wish to keep hidden."
"Is that hard?"
"No. But I hate to invade people's privacy. In the last few days I've done it so often that it just doesn't feel right. Remember, it's not just killing that affects the final price. Each action is weighed, and has some effect."
"What's the cost of sex? Because if that's wrong, then I'm a goner."
Kishar laughed. "You needn't worry. If both agree, then the price for that is zero. On the other hand, I doubt editing the memories of people is quite so benign. And that I've done tens of thousands of times in the last few days. Still, for the one I know who would do anything for me any price is okay."
Raven looked at kind woman, seeing the way she gazed at her son. "He's lucky to have you."
"I'm lucky to have him." Kishar stood and waved her hand, and her son disappeared.
"Where?"
"In his bed. I'm sure he won't mind if you join him later." There was a hint of amusement in the woman's voice.
"He better not." The half-demon girl muttered, turning red. "After all, a girl has needs." She echoed the words of Death of the Endless, and Kishar laughed.
"Infuse your soul with my body, and watch while I take care of a little problem your Robin has. It's time for you to learn a few new tricks."
"A few new tricks?"
"In many ways you're well-trained, but in others you wield your power rather crudely." The woman shrugged. "If you wish to learn that is."
"Sure." Raven stood, eager to learn from the demon..
"When you use your power, I will guide it. Just relax, and watch. No one will get hurt."
The world around them flickered.
"Dude. We need more firepower." Cyborg yelled, pulling the T-car back when a jeep was hurled at it.
"We need better prisons." Robin replied, rushing in to throw explosive discs at the walking titanium-reinforced tower of granite that went by the name of Cinderblock.
"Friends. You both speak the truth. But please keep your eye on the villain." Starfire pleaded, dodging a car, and then a van. When a small tractor came at her, she gave ground, and raced back to a safer distance.
"I'm sending an emergency request to Titans East." The leader informed them. "We'll pull back and wait. Starfire, you stay above him and distract him. Try to keep him from wandering so he doesn't do more damage. Don't risk yourself though."
"I will not, friend Robin." The girl rushed to obey. Standing in the air two-hundred feet above the giant one-man demolition crew, she timed her starbolts for one every twenty seconds. The dimwitted villain stared up, and flung another car. It fell short by just a few feet, and the girl flew a little higher. Her attacks would keep the granite mountain focused on her so he didn't wreak more havoc on Jump City. The slow rate of fire meant she wouldn't tire herself out.
Not fighting with a full team, they were overwhelmed, and at such times things usually go wrong. Robin and Cyborg, not wanting to leave Starfire alone watched while she held Cinderblock's attention. But even he wasn't so dimwitted as to focus too long on a target he couldn't reach. Without warning a small truck flew at the T-car. Cyborg had taken his foot off the gas, and had no time to react. Robin, was standing beside the vehicle, talking on the T-communicator. While he could save himself easily, he paused to glance frantically at his friend.
"Miss me?" Raven intoned, creating a black barrier. The half-demon girl studied how Kishar twisted her power, and refocused it. Hardening, it took solid form that was little more than a slanted wall. It did little to stop the oncoming truck that hurled at them, merely redirecting it a few degrees to the right so that it missed them. I see. So much less power, but the effect is the same. And the psychic shock on me was a lot less as well. Hardly any strain at all.
"Raven?" Robin greeted the girl with a clear sigh of relief, still keeping his eye on Cinderblock.
"Thanks." Cyborg wiped imaginary sweat from his brow.
"Hey." The leader's voice suddenly sounded frantic. "Get away. He's dangerous."
"It's okay." Raven told him, realizing that when Kishar edited their memories, she must have changed her appearance.
Standing amidst several signs that advertised construction equipment, Cinderblock grabbed a four-ton tractor and sent it flying. The blonde-haired woman didn't blink, but merely reached up and snatched it out of the air, not bothering to use magic for something so trivial.
"Strong." Cyborg gulped, readying his sonic cannon. He froze and stared, as did all three of them when the villain vanished.
"Where is he?" Robin walked forward, demanding an answer. His hand rested beside his satchel.
"Does it matter?" The demon asked, looking at him impassively.
"Of course it does. Just because he's a villain doesn't mean you can hurt him?"
"If you must know, he's now on Mercury." Kishar stated.
"Where?" Robin asked, looking confused.
"You mean the planet Mercury?" Cyborg gulped. "That's harsh."
"Why? There he can wander and eat to his heart content. Why would it be harsh?"
"It's too hot." The cybernetic teen exclaimed. "I don't recall just how hot, but it'll kill a person instantly."
"A human. But he isn't human, and the conditions there will suit him. It has no oxygen environment to irritate him as there is here. It's also a world with many heavy metals. He'll be able to eat as much as he desires."
"Oh." Robin blinked. "But isn't that rather far away. How did you send him there? And how do we know for sure he's okay?"
"Just remember." Kishar said crossly, reaching out with a hand to lay a finger on his forehead. "But know this mortal, betray my secrets or harm my son, and there will be a price a to pay."
The world flickered, and Raven looked around to see they were back in Africa. "Weren't you a bit short with him?"
"He has my son's life in his hands." The demon replied. "If he decides Garfield is a monster, then my son might still choose to die."
The boy dreamed the dream for the first time. Standing, unable to act, he watched in absolute anguish as all he loved perished.
End of Chapter.
In case you can't tell, I'm not really into writing lemon scenes for these stories.
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