Raven and Beastboy rented a penthouse in Manhattan, New York City through Airbnb. They were spending a week in New York for vacation. It took a couple of days, but after a while, the duo adapted to the commotion of cars, trucks, buses, and trains throughout the city.
The busyness continued even now, during the night hours. Lights blinked, spreading across every dark corner. Bridges, highways, and streets were still occupied by the city's nocturnal residents.
The couple recently finished a dinner of tofu calzones. After years of begging Raven to introduce herself to the world of tofu, Beastboy finally managed to get her to try it not too long ago.
The penthouse was sky-high, being on the highest floor of a tall building. The interiors were palatial, while the area gave picturesque views. The windows were tripled-glazed, like a panorama; looking through them was like a looking at a high definition movie theater screen. The furniture and appliances appeared almost futuristic, being detailed and advanced in their designs.
Beastboy and Raven were together in the kitchen. The lights were dulled, carving enough shadows and contrast in the vicinity. The almost silent hums of the refrigerator and the whir of the light bulbs stood as background noise for the couple. However, it didn't matter to them.
Sitting on the kitchen island, Raven was kissing her boyfriend.
To start, this kiss was slow, nearly tempting. Beastboy's tongue rolled inside of Raven's mouth, grazing all of the places he's kissed a thousand times before, whilst searching for new ones. He's been kissing this girl for a good four or five years now, and each time he kissed her was just as exhilarating as the first.
He swept his tongue across Raven's rosed lip, tracing the outline with the tip of his tongue. Her lips tasted similar to his, giving off a post-tofu calzone flavor. In the midst of tasting the empath, Beastboy's nose absorbed Raven's natural scent of cream and lavender.
Beastboy knew that smell anywhere, and better than anyone. His left hand created a slight disarray in Raven's hair, almost as if he crinkled a violet, linen sheet. Her tresses shifted and fell to Beastboy's every command, like he put them under a spell. Raven hooked her legs around Beastboy's waist, tugging him closer. She whispered something incoherently, but kept at the task. Every word she thought or tried to speak was getting lost inside Beastboy's mouth.
Beastboy chuckled, quickly snapping his lips away from Raven's, moving to the crevice of her neck. He peppered a few tidy pecks on her delicate skin, sneaked in a couple of tender nips, displaying his deep affection. Raven released a soft moan, tilting her neck to give her boyfriend more exposure. Beastboy pulled up Raven's thighs gently, his firm hands pressing into her silver dermis.
The changeling nuzzled his face playfully into Raven's breasts, being teased by the sneak peek her shirt was giving. He hiked Raven's shirt upwards, trailing his hand past her underwear, and up to her ribcage. Beastboy just about growled, then Raven stopped him by holding the sides of his face.
Raven panted, feeling dizzy, "Good grief, Gar. You're gonna make me sin in the kitchen."
She observed Beastboy's eyes, which were practically black in lust. He leaned in a centimeter wanting to kiss Raven again, but he got a hold of himself. The way Beastboy was so flustered over Raven, and treated her like she was the only thing that mattered to him in the moment, made a heated blush settle in her cheeks.
"And what about it?"
The dark woman rolled her eyes, exhaling with a smile.
"Oh, so you watchya sayin' is, you wanna do this, but not in here?"
"Not really... I'm all for a change every once in a while, but if what we're doing advances... which it pretty much is..."
"Copy, babygirl. Up 'nd at 'em." Beastboy tugged Raven into his arms, the upper half of her body leaning over his back.
"Heyyy! Put me down!" Raven flailed her legs like a toddler.
Beastboy smirked, starting up the stairs,
"The only place I'm putting you down, is in my bed."
Raven giggled softly as her boyfriend carried her up the stairs. Beastboy opened the room door, closing it shut with one leg.
"What's so funny? Huh, Rae? Tell me the joke." Beastboy playfully pushed his girlfriend on the bed, while sliding on top of her body.
He smirked, clearing her violet hair away to reveal more of her face. Raven's eyes watched him in both desire and intimidation, ready to act, but unprepared for Beastboy's lustful deeds.
He stroked the pad of his thumb over her delicate lips. Beastboy found it so fascinating how touching something on his girlfriend had a completely different effect than tasting something of hers. His fingers only managed to concentrate on texture, and how Raven's body was designed.
But, when he tasted her, he was able to connect her flavor with his, making a new perceptual impression that they both adored. He wet his lips, tracing that undaunted gaze back to his girlfriend's eyes.
Her eyes.
Even years later, Raven had yet to outgrow the peculiar shade of purple in her eyes. Her emotions could be hard to read at times, but Beastboy knew Raven all too well. He knew when she wanted something, when she needed something; those seemingly unbothered eyes took a slight change. A minute change that only Beastboy would recognize; the way how her eyes lidded, how a light of desire crawled through them, how they stuck to him to watch his every move.
Beastboy just loved how the green in his eyes were powerful enough to pierce through the mysterious purple of hers, again, something only he could do.
As Beastboy's thumb left Raven's lip, her lip folded softly between her teeth.
Raven sighed as Beastboy's warm breath ghosted over her neck. It didn't help at all that Beastboy had top-tier canine senses. Having such a sensitive radar to smell was his weak spot when it came to sex with Raven. Her aroma was disarming, consisting of natural herbs, cream, and lavender. Beastboy's favorite smell was the worst smell, as it always turned him on the quickest.
Her heat.
He was able to smell how impatient she was, how hormonal she was, and how ready she was to be his undoing.
Beastboy tugged at Raven's hair, moving her neck to the side. Her nerves buzzed as Beastboy's mouth pressed on the crook of her neck. He traced a sequence of sedate, loving kisses on her skin. Thereafter, he added a series of biting and nipping, being sure to leave at least a few bruises of his passion on her. Raven's neck rolled into any direction that would allow her boyfriend access.
After marking there, he journeyed to the very patch of skin behind her ear, and the small area of flesh on he shoulder. Her hands wandered sloppily through his hair and to his shoulders, as she couldn't think of where exactly to place them. Raven's skin prickled as Beastboy shifted to her collarbone, softly sinking his fangs between the line of both pain and pleasure...
She shivered, a velvety moan falling from her lips.
Rain began to faintly knock on the roof of the penthouse and glide down the faces of the windows. Moonlight played around, shedding light on certain parts of their bodies, and darkening other parts of the room. The wind howled outside the building, trying to remind the two that they weren't the only ones in the world. Even so, it felt like they were. It was just them loving each other in a half-moonlit room, under the music of raindrops.
Now, Beastboy didn't want to simply fuck Raven. He wanted her to yearn for him, ache for him, and he refused to stop until she melted underneath him. He wanted her to build up every suppressed passion she had and release it on him, around him, and inside of him. Fucking was easy, but love making was something that could only be accomplished if two people truly loved each other.
He gripped the back of her neck, while smoothly tongue kissing her throat. Heat rose between Beastboy and Raven. The kiss developed from leisurely, to open-mouthed, deep. It grew utterly nasty: teeth clicking, tongues massaging each other, sucking, swirling, barely breathing. Raven's lips unconsciously reddened, blood rushing straight to the point of contact.
Beastboy backed away, ready to get serious.
"Rae," he rasped.
He had no idea why he said her name so randomly, he just loved how it tasted in his mouth. His gaze examined every slope and curve in her body. Even though he's seen them countless times before, he had to make sure they were how he left it. He was going to commit Raven to his memory before he ruined her in the best way possible.
"Gar?"
He grunted dangerously, "You're sexy as hell."
She smirked, "What do you expect from a demon-hybrid?"
"Exactly that, nothing more, nothing less."
Beastboy descended, feeling Raven's nails lightly scratch his bare back. He flipped off her shirt swiftly. His thumb slipped readily under the soft fabric of Raven's dark bra, stroking her swollen nipples. She gasped, arching her back to a small degree. Beastboy used this opportunity to unfasten her garment with ease, leaving it to the ground.
Wasting no time, his hands shift the weight of her breasts, crawling across the curve of them, the gap in between them, kneading the surface of them. Raven whimpered, feeling his warmth enlighten her body. He then moves his focus to her nipples. He rests his index finger on one, rotating it in firm, paced circles.
He earned a low sound from her, "That's—mm..."
He repeated gestures with the next nipple, expect adding tight pops and damp kisses on the other. God, how he adored the sensation of her buds thicken against his tongue and her body squirming beneath him. He concluded his task there and moved further. Raven's head felt fuzzy as she caught a glimpse of her partner's animalistic stare.
He chuckled sinfully, "Patience, Rae, patience."
But, patient she could not be. Raven was breathing in the presence of someone she loved, someone who loved her, someone who knew what she liked, someone who understood her body, and knew her needs. Raven wanted to be consumed in his bliss, as he bathed in her ecstasy.
He led a path of kisses from her sternum, to the nape of her neck, up the angle of her jaw, and back to her lips. By the way she returned the kiss, he knew she was ready. There was a trail of fire burning on her tongue, and her breaths were short and quick. At this point, they've kissed each other in such rough hunger, that their lips were numb.
Beastboy parted his lips from hers once more, moving downwards.
He arrived at her abdomen. It was natural, as some parts of it were toned, and others curved oh so slightly with fat. He interspersed nearly chaste pecks near her ribcage, a few on her navel, and left his signature nibble on her left, inner hip. He was finding himself to be quite the hypocrite, to tell Raven to be patient. Yet, he was here holding every piece of himself together to avoid ripping off her underwear and pleasing her.
Beastboy ran his fingers sparingly over the dermis of Raven's inner thighs, beginning to give her a hint of his divine torture. He drew a pattern of lines and circles over her skin, listening to her breath hitch. Goosebumps lifted the little hairs on Raven's neck.
"You're such a good girl, you know that?" his teasing words melted Raven into a state of vulnerability.
By now, the skin on her thighs was positively dampening. The more he circled, the more moisture he picked up on his finger. Raven shuddered, her words lacking cohesion.
He as good as demanded, "I asked you a question, babygirl. And I'm expecting an answer."
She smiled shyly, "Y-yeah... I know."
"Good."
The changeling separated her legs steadily, and locked eyes with her. He bit softly on the material of her underwear, and dragged it downwards. While Beastboy was anticipating the reveal of Raven's treasure, anticipating for him to taste what she had to offer.
He pulled the underwear down the length of her legs, and off the tip of her toes. The panty joined her bra on the ground, and Beastboy resumed his task. Raven spread herself open as wide as she can, accepting her lover into her sanctuary.
He growls as he enters, landing a flat-tongued lick up her slit.
She swallows down a cry, her head throwing back into the pillow whilst she clutched the linen. He sucked the skin of her secrets lips in his mouth languidly, just to tease the both of them. Beastboy figured he held himself back enough, parted her lips with his fingers, and delved his tongue into her depths, eagerly taking her in. Raven's shaking hands held his hair as swiped his tongue in and out of her.
Her monotone slipped into a beg, "Yes, Gar, please..."
Sweat trickled down Beastboy's face and neck as he put the work in. Raven's hips moved in circles, and Beastboy, almost frustrated, locked her hips in place with his dominant hands. He pushed his tongue in all the measurements he could manage, millimeters, centimeters, inches if possible.
"Good grief, you taste so sweet... I could eat you out all day." he chuckles, wetting his finger and slides it inside her.
She babbles his name, as he bends his wrist well enough to reach her most susceptible spot. He holds her heat to his face while he continues to treat it.
"Right there, right there, right there! Oh, fuck, I love it when you do that." Raven's voice cracks to a squeal, which made Beastboy even more excited.
He makes his middle finger the new addition. His tongue and fingers played with Raven's wetness. Then, as if that wasn't enough, he located her sensitive button, and let his magic do the job. She knew very well that she was on edge, but she pushed through the overwhelming torment.
This man really had the audacity to be so good at it, and make her high-powered, fearless persona seem like nothing.
Raven elicits a string of jumbled curses, blended in with murmurs of his name; all thing that only her lover could comprehend. She replaces her hands around his head with her legs, keeping him right where she needed him to be. He lapped her core, he tongue-kissed it, he nibbled at it, he certainly buried himself in his girl.
Shockwaves of energy erupted from
Raven's core, up through her spine, disturbing the bundles of nerves along the way, messing with her head, and racking every fiber in her body. She makes a loud, strangled noise as she orgasmed against Beastboy's mouth.
Beastboy praised, "Oh, yeah, baby... that's it."
He absorbs her like a sponge, then slips his fingers in her mouth and kissing her, so she could taste herself.
Raven pants, breaking away from the intense lip-work, "You have some nerve to do all of that and have yet to take your pants off."
The Azarathian found a way to remove her partner's pants and boxers as quickly, but seductively as possible. She instantly clasps her lips around his tip, her hands grasping his shaft. To begin, she kisses Beastboy's peak slowly while eyeing him in the most devilish way the daughter of a devil can.
His hand picks up her violet hair, drops it, and runs through it.
She angles her neck, gliding her tongue from the base to the tip, and in reverse. Beastboy mentally scolds himself for flinching, and emits a choked guttural sound.
Raven purrs like a cunning feline, suctioning and snapping her swelling lips around his length. Of course, she added her share of soft nibbles and bites along the way. Beastboy lets out a quick curse, something like "good fucking hell" or something of the sort, and fights to keep his composure together.
She levels her tongue across the surface and every dimension of him, her lips darkened and wet with saliva. Raven drags her nails passionately down Beastboy's hip, leaving him evidence that she is this nasty, and only this nasty for him.
He finds his hips rocking forward into a rhythm, feeling tipsy, if he may, by Raven's deeds. He slides himself in Raven's mouth a simultaneously rough and gentle manner, tugging her hair where his hand could handle. He groans lowly before releasing into Raven, and when he does, he pulls away.
Beastboy gets a hold of her hips, and just about tosses her back on the mattress.
He exhales sharply, pulling himself up to Raven again.
"You alright?"
"You bet I am. Are you okay?"
He smiled, "More than okay, Rae. You're so gorgeous, look at you."
"I can't, I don't have a mirror."
Beastboy chuckles, pinching her cheek, "You don't need one to know you're beautiful."
Raven shyly responds, "You don't look too bad yourself."
"I can't in the presence of the Rachel Roth."
Raven shakes her head in amusement, breathes, shifting up against the pillows, then opening her legs like one time prior. Beastboy gripped the headboard of the bed, his back muscles becoming defined as he braced himself for the action. He uses the lubes they both created and moves his tip purposely slow against her secrecy.
Raven nearly convulsed in impatience "Gar, I swear on Azarath, if you don't stop teasing me..."
"Aw, come on, Rae. Sex is supposed to be fun." he smirked, grinding her without thought.
Raven smiled back, loving that even during such a carnal activity, they could be their natural selves.
Beastboy lets out another blow, then fits himself inside of Raven. Raven's eyes pinch shut in relief as Beastboy inserted his phallus into her wet flesh. Beastboy sank into her, watching his length disappear into Raven's warmth.
It was intimate and at their own rhythm, a mix of their names and swears joining together with wet noises. Raven tilted her hips towards Beastboy, if she wanted to take him, she might as well just take him in fully. Her fingers curled around the sheets, scurried up the pillows, and behind Beastboy's shoulders. Beastboy's brain short-circuited as Raven's walls throbbed around him.
Raven breathlessly implored, "Faster, Gar, faster. I want every bit of you."
"Whatever—you ask for, I'll give it to you."
After plenty of experience with Raven, Beastboy knew the difference between faster and deeper. He knew what pressure to apply, how much strength to exert, and he knew exactly where to hit to make Raven fall apart. Raven's empathetic senses were barely able to keep up with her beast of a boyfriend.
Raven's head slams back against the pillow as she felt a scream threaten to escape her mouth. The headboard trembled in Beastboy's hand as he struggled to keep his balance. They were so close, so connected, so raw. They were naked both physically and emotionally, not being afraid to express themselves in any way they deemed comfortable.
"Oh! Oh, Gar... just like that—" Raven's senseless words faded into a chorus of moans.
Raven felt a fire pooling low in her abdomen as her second orgasm came about. The Earth stuttered on its axis, and Beastboy was the only person that was capable of keeping her grounded. She went tense, vocalizing something simply beautiful to her counterpart.
Beastboy swallowed down a curse, saw a white light, his vision faded to black, he even was sure he saw stars— he wondered how he managed to still be in one piece.
He dissolved in pleasure as he released into Raven one more time.
He about collapsed on Raven. He paused right near her lips, breathing her air. A couple of warm tears glissaded down her cheeks. She was in pain, the kind of pain that healed her. Raven, like Beastboy, has always had trouble experiencing sincere love and care in her life. Now, she felt that, and it hurt in the most comforting way she's ever known.
"It's okay, I'm right here." Beastboy brushed away the tears with his thumb.
He kissed her red stone, and tucked her hair away from her face. Raven embraced Beastboy, snuggling her face into his neck.
The rain continued to pour, and the wind let out occasional whispers. The night was dark, the city lived on... but none of that mattered, because Beastboy and Raven were together.He about collapsed on Raven. He paused right near her lips, breathing her air. A couple of warms tears glissaded down her cheeks. She was in pain, the kind of pain that healed her. Raven, like Beastboy, has always had trouble experiencing sincere love and care in her life. Now, she felt that, and it hurt in the most comforting way she's ever known.
The rain continued to pour, and the wind let out occasional whispers. The night was dark, the city lived on... but none of that mattered, because Beastboy and Raven were together.