"Like this?"
Her hands are splayed on the mattress, her knees dent the linen. Her back is curved into a deep arch, and half of her face is resting on the pillow.
"Exactly like that, your arch has some experience behind it." his voice has a heavy tease.
He smacks her ass, grabs it, then purrs at her— and to be honest, he would bark if he could. Raven chuckles, running one of her palms against the surface of the sheets.
Her sweet bliss from minutes ago marinates in his mouth. Refreshing, like a cool breeze from an oncoming subway train.
Beastboy gets a hold of her side, then slides into her slowly.
He swears, his teeth clenching as he penetrates her heat. She felt like warm laundry that came out of the dryer, the feeling was so comfortable, he wanted to bask in it.
Raven winces in protest, and her body flinches.
"Hey, baby, you alright?" he questions, pausing his movement.
She breathes, "Yeah, I'm okay, I'm just a little sore."
"We can stop if you want."
"Nuh-uh, I can take it, Gar. I promise. You're just that good."
"Just let me know if we should stop, alright?"
"Of course."
He slinks in, feeling Raven's body curl into him. He felt snug inside of her. His body was designed for hers, and hers, for his. Her muscles recede around his length. Strong coupled with soft, it was flawless.
He gives a single, leisurely paced stroke. Beastboy grunts, then pulls back a small length, and then pushes back in. He discovers a rhythm, and she finds her notes. They were songwriters; creating a song that only they would sing.
"I love you."
"I love you, too. So much."
He pierces through her depths, she pulses around him in response. He was the impelling force of power, and she was the resilient essence that secured his thrusts, his groans, everything he trusted her with.
His thirst conquered the impulse, she felt how real the love was. She takes him in, feels his pulse. He bruises, she flushes. Together they purge away their troubles and unsaid emotions.
He grabs a handful of violet lush hair, pulls it back gently. Her hands twine around the fabric, she angles more into her lover. Their sex drives are so high, it's dangerous.
Beastboy makes a low, guttural sound. His dominance submits to her delectable canal.
Raven looks over her shoulder with daring eyes. Her teeth clench around her bottom lip, then she winks at him.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she teases.
"Don't look at me like that. Fuck, Rae. I'm gonna pound you into the damn mattress." Beastboy snarls, stretching into her.
"Did I stutter? "
"... Shut up."
"I love being with you like this." Raven comments.
His fingers drag down the small of her back, grasp her hips. She grows tighter and wetter, he becomes faster and rougher.
Raven bites on the fabric, suppressing the moan burning in her throat. A sound slips halfway out of her lips, falling right in the earshot of her animalistic counterpart.
"There's no need to be quiet, Raven."
"Gar—"
"Mhmm... tell me how you feel."
"Just a little harder—please! That's good, babe, keep it just like that—yes!" she jolts when he rocks into her soreness.
He ravishes her completely, extracting every sound out of her possible. She did her share, too, drawing out breathless moans and muffled profanity from him. Raven lets her body take control, abandoning her self consciousness. She allows her lust to melt into him, and for his desire to seep into her.
"That's my good girl, let it out, Rae."
"I need it, I need you." she cries out, feeling heat pool in her abdomen.
"I'm here for you, it's okay, baby."
Raven releases a cry of pleasure into the soft linen. The tears in her eyes simmer as she goes through the peak. He rides into another corner, and with his drawback, he withdraws translucent sap. Her vision disintegrates into a dark shadow, her heart rushes, her mind blanks.
Beastboy swallows down a curse. His legs lock from impact, then his pelvis contracts. His brain goes into a static shock as he dismisses his orgasm into his counterpart. She feels his climax hit her core, then she cums even more.
Beastboy comes to a slow, still inside of Raven.
A smutty, feely silence settles on the couple.
"Unbelievable." Beastboy exhales sharply, bending over to kiss somewhere on her skin.
His fingers paint goosebumps across the flesh he touches. He lightly scrapes his nails on her dermis, then squeezes. He pulls out, leads a track of kisses up her spine.
"You're mine, really mine..." his thoughts get lost in her.
"And you're mine, too." her eyes flutter shut as she sighs.
Raven faces Beastboy, and requests something of him.
"Spit in my mouth."
"You nasty little..."
He smiles, stroking her cheek with his thumb. His thumb rolls down to the corner of her lip. Her purple eyes sparkle with sexual darkness, but also, an emotional light. His finger separates her swelling, pink lips. He lets a wad of saliva fall into her mouth, then he spits a few more times.
"Lemme see. Lemme look at all of that dirtiness on your tongue." he presses his thumb on her tongue, then slides his finger hotly out of her mouth.
"Tastes yummy." she swallows, then ask for one more.
"My angel." he sucks softly on her lip.
"My... uh... beast?" Raven giggles adorably.
"Yes, yours and yours only."
"What's on your mind right now?" she cards her hand through his unkempt hair.
"Just you, that's all." he whispers.
"Gar, I don't know if I'm asking for too much, but..."
Raven blushes, evades eye contact.
"What do you need, Raven?"
Raven, the name was too delicious to savor on his tongue. And the way he said it made her stomach crease.
"One more round." she opens her legs again, and he instantly takes the invitation.