"I want a midnight snack, do you want one, too?"
"Yeah, I'm down."
At the moment, it was a while after 1 AM.
The city died down, the commotion of day was long gone since sunset. Moonshine sprayed through the windows of Raven's and Beastboy's house; the pale brilliance contrasting gently with the darkness. The couple exit their bedroom, tip-toe down the stairs.
Beastboy stumbles, Raven laughs.
"Ha, what'd you trip over, your shadow?" the dark Titan questions.
"Your shadow got in my way." he huffs adorably.
Beastboy switches the light on, and the photons from the bulb whir softly. That, and the hum of other appliances and the fish tank in the living room stands as background noise. As it is known, the Teen Titans formerly lived in a house of futuristic, high-tech dwelling.
Even after the team disbanded, they still kept in touch. Cyborg helped model Beastboy and Raven's house. Everything to the lights, entertainment systems, fridge, doors, stairwells, and much more; were integrated with cybernetics.
Raven opens a cabinet, scans the shelves with her eyes.
"Let's see, Oreos, Pringles, Doritos. I do have a slight craving for cereal, now that I think about it... I always get hungry late at night, it's weird." she picks up one snack, puts it down, observes the next.
"Alright, since you can't pick a midnight snack, let me get mine."
Raven turns around with a bag of Cheetos, ready to pose a question, "What are you going to, Oh—"
Beastboy is quick on his feet. He wasn't too far from his girlfriend, and swiftly took her in his hold.
Raven's snack drops to the floor.
His movements are too fast for her to process. Just in that one second, he has her pinned between himself and the fridge door. The metallic coolness of the fridge door sends a subtle shiver up Raven's spine.
Beastboy's leg softly delves between her plush thighs, his knee brushing against her heat.
"You." he answers in a graveled tone.
He lifts her legs around his waist, tugs her body closer. He starts right there, slanting his lips into the soft flesh of Raven's neck. Her aroma of cream, essential oils, and lavender manipulates with his sense of smell. He's a beast.
Beastboy is an entity of broken, unstable genetics. His very composition interferes with his sex drive: what he feels, how he feels, where he feels, why he feels, how intensely he feels, and just about who he needs to feel. His perceptions are predominantly canine, every little detail concerning his girl never failed to shake him to the core.
He drags his fangs over her silver dermis, causing her to whimper lightly. A tingle zips down her spine, her neurotransmitters are already communicating to her that her partner's arousal is tugging arousal out of her.
Her hands orient in his lush head of emerald, and on either of his cheeks. She releases a tender grunt, locks her legs closer around Beastboy.
Raven's still on the high of surprise, after all, she was just about to start snacking on her Cheetos.
He scatters urgently hot kisses on the corner right below her jawline, the dip right above her sternum, her licks a patch of skin. His hand plays over the fabric of her thin t-shirt. Beastboy sneaks his hand underneath it, grazing his calloused hand vertically on the side of her body.
She adores how raw and honest his touch is, a few thick-jagged scars caress her fragile surface. His hand nearly softens against her, he smiles lovingly into her neck.
Raven eases his lips to hers in a haste. She kisses him hard, real hard, as if he is the first and last person to kiss on the planet. The blood under her skin warms, her heart is throbbing inside of her. His hands grow a bit clammy, a slight dizzy spell rocks his mind.
Their tongues tangle and expand in, around, on, and over each other. The teeth, the inner walls and roofs of their mouths get struck by eager, heated kisses. Raven nibbles on his lip, tugs it with her teeth, smiles deviously against his mouth.
"All of that lip work's gonna get you in trouble." Beastboy grunts.
A squeak leaves Raven's mouth as Beastboy lifts her up, and places her on the table.
They're still kissing, meshing their hands through hair, fingers on skin, waists taut around each other.
"Gar, now, wait a second— what are we doing?" Raven's voice is hoarse from all of the kissing.
"Sex."
"H-here? We should go back upstairs."
She holds her breath as his dominant hand wraps roughly, but carefully around her neck. His animated, rich eyes rupture her mystical, dark purples.
"I'm gonna show you all of the reasons why we shouldn't have sex in the bedroom." he husks against her numb lips.
Beastboy did it now, and countless of times before. He fractured through her reserved, calm exterior. Raven's doing it to him, too. She's extracted that fleshy, feral demeanor out of him. They were drawing dark, wild characters out of one another... and they love it.
"Is this comfortable for you?" he quizzes softly.
"It is, are you gonna be alright?"
"Of course."
He pecks her sweet mouth briefly, makes a descend.
Luckily for Beastboy, Raven didn't wear anything more than a t-shirt and an underwear to bed. For him, he either slept in a pair of sweats, or only his boxers; depending on the temperature at night.
Beastboy rucks up her shirt, scatters affectionate love bites and smooches on her ribcage and stomach.
His fingers play through the waistline of her panty, he pulls at it. He suckles the outline of her well-fleshed hips, scrapes his teeth and erotic kisses on her inner thighs.
Beastboy's teeth gnaw at the fabric of Raven's underwear, she trembles in response.
He removes the garment in his own time, observing the darkness filling in Raven's eyes.
Beastboy makes eye contact with her, tracing his tongue so slowly up her slit, it was disrespectful. Raven softly hisses, already anticipating more.
His tongue hotly separates her pink, private lips. He dips his tongue a centimeter in, then tracks it across the outside again. He takes his time, presses luscious kisses on the area.
Beastboy may have been quick at times, but he always slowed down for the most important parts. He calculates her breathing, what makes her twitch, and how her psychology reacts to his.
He decorates kisses around the perimeter of her vagina, only to dent sexual torture in the both of them. He nips at her lips, pops his lips on them, earning a moan out of her. He kisses the fourchette, the dip of flesh right above her anus.
"Wow... you're so easy to rile up." he states darkly.
He suckles a fraction of her again, his tongue returns inside of her. She sighs as he goes in, curling her hand into his hair. He recedes his tongue, then stretches it, smelling her lust increase. As he eats her out, sinful chuckles, nibbles, sucks, and licks are all a part of his sequence.
"Please," she bites down a curse, her head tilts back from the delight, "P-Please, I need you. Now."
"Yeah? Well, just how bad do you need me, Rae?"
He touches on a place that was swelling in sensitivity, causing her monotone to weaken into a pleasured cry.
"Really bad— Oh, fuck, you're so hot." she swallows hard, her legs shake against the pressure of her boyfriend.
Resting his mouth somewhere on her secrecy, Beastboy plays his fingers over clusters of nerves. His tongue reaches to another angle, sending a jolt through Raven's body.
"Don't move, stay right there, baby." Raven praises with a hitched breath.
He obeys. Beastboy presses his tongue deeper, licks a bit harder, and gives it to her so good, it's maddening.
"I can't—Gar, stop." she begs, tears of pleasure brim in her eyes.
She wriggles away, but he's just as fast to pin her back in place.
The tears fall down her cheeks, she tastes the salted water in the corners of her lips.
He growls possessively, "I'm not stopping 'til I finish you. Take it, like the good girl you are."
Beastboy elicits another moan out of her, despite the fact that she tried to suppress it. He gets her to the point where her moans fade into a near silence. Raven reaches her peak, then declines with a shudder.
She praises her partner, tastes herself on his lips.
"Are you up to go one more time?"
Beastboy knows Raven's body. He knows because of her empathetic senses, she is easily overwhelmed by any one, intense emotion.
Sometimes, when they had sex, she'd have to hold off for the next time. Light-headedness, nausea, and body aches occurred at times. Other nights (or days) Raven's demonic heritage cooperated, and granted her a durable stamina.
"Yeah... yeah." Raven breathes deeply.
"Rae, are you sure? Don't feel pressured into doing sex. Sure, it's fun, but we can always finish when you're up to it." he tucks her hair behind her ear, kisses the corner of her mouth.
"We can go one more time, babe. You know we don't back down from anything." she whispers on his lips.
"Are you surer than sure?"
"Very, make sure you're ready, too, y'know." she smiles.
"Always, alright,"
He eases her off the table, moving her to the chair.
"Bend ova, my pretty girl."
Raven lays her stomach on the chair, which is level enough to angle her body towards Beastboy's.
He pulls down his shorts, and centers his length toward her entrance. She stretches and contracts as he penetrates her, the image turns him on even more. Her slick warmness contrasts perfectly with his ready hardness.
He swears sparingly, grasps her ass, and gets into position.
He gives one slow thrust, gives another. His face wrinkles in desire, his breaths get heavier. Raven holds onto the chair, bending her back to meet him.
"Your arch gets better every time." his fingers crawl down the small of her back.
"And so does your pull out game." a laugh leaks out of her lips.
He withdraws an inch, goes deeper another two inches. He applies pressure and speed, and with that, groans of desire fall from his lips. His heart is drumming along with the rhythms of his thrusts, sweat glides down his forehead and down his neck.
"Please, baby, I want it to hurt." Raven implores, she mewls in satisfaction.
"You're so desperate, listen to yourself."
"Only for you."
She feels so good, his mind stutters; similar to the buffering of the Internet because of poor connection. The air in his chest stings, like when someone runs in the cold. She absorbs him fully, her cheeks flushing heavily in red.
"That feels incredible." Raven praises.
His phallus tight in her heat, by now, is glazed in translucent liquid. He tugs at her hair, goes all the way in, reaches a kiss to her forehead. She implores for more, and he gives it to her. His knees buckle and a pool of fire burns in his abdomen. He climaxes with a deep sigh of relief. Not long after, Raven orgasmed as well.
"You finished before I did." Raven teases, faces Beastboy.
He returns slyly, "As if I won't ruin you for a third time tonight."
Raven smirks, and he smirks back.
heyaaa. i hope you enjoyed another short smut i wrote a few months back. i am hoping to write more soon. keep well :)