"You don't have to tell me twice. You tell me what you need, and I'm happy to give it."
Beastboy's fingers trail over Raven's creamed skin. He feels around her, the exquisite slopes of her hips, the strong crests of her thighs. He kisses her sides, then sinks his canines into them gently. His teeth bruise her skin, she whines in approval. A little bit of blood leaks through a fracture in her flesh.
Beastboy gradually gazes back up at her eyes. Raven's eyes coruscate with the most sensual shade of purple he's come across. His eyes draw back to the red stream running down her side, and the metallic tang of blood sets on his tongue.
"Can you... on another spot..."
"Show me, put my hand where you want me."
She moves his hand to the upper right corner of her thigh.
"Right here?" he strokes a patch of skin.
"A little higher, yes, there."
He asks her if she's sure, and she tells him she is.
Raven is well aware of Beastboy's animal instincts. It was engraved in him, his agility, potent, and endurance. Specifically, in their carnal doings as well. With an unstable genetic make-up, animal-like quirks and high sexual stamina were his to own. He could go plenty of rounds without stop, his beast suited perfectly with her demon.
She also embraced the idea of engaging in her partner's sexual preferences. Together, they pulled kinks out of each other they never knew they had... and enjoyed them to the fullest.
Beastboy's pupils swell. His senses are highly sensitive in her presence. His bloodlust is so intense, it arouses her to no end.
His fangs split her light graphite flesh. Raven lets out a feeble sound, one that evened out the harsh heat of the moment.
"Shhh, just relax for me, baby. I'll make it feel good."
A growl magnifies in his throat. He suckles affectionately on Raven's thigh. He runs his finger over the cut. Blood rises to the surface again, then he sucks a little more. When the bleeding slows, he seals the love injury with a kiss.
"I want more." Raven asserts.
She's masochistic.
He lowers his teeth to another crevice in her thigh. A tear grows in her flesh, then her fingers intertwine in his nest of hair.
"Yes, atta boy." her skin prickles as she emits a shaky breath.
Raven lets out a weak cry, then Beastboy looks at her again. She whispers something faintly to him, and he smiles.
He keeps her eyes latched to his as he softly brushes the gash with his thumb. He licks the red liquid steadily, then presses a kiss on the skin.
His liking towards her blood reminds her that she's alive. She mastered a tide of electrons buzzing through her veins, and the shock that ran from her head, to her toes.
"I'm done, it's over." he breathes heavily.
The lime-yellow, electric glint in his jade eyes vanish, and he can't help but kiss the marks again.
"I'm sorry, babygirl." he shakes his head.
"No need to be. That felt amazing... and you needed it. I understand your cravings, and more importantly, you. Don't forget that, Gar." she grins kindly.
"I just want you to feel good. I don't ever want my tendencies to get in the way of your pleasure... our pleasure."
"You satisfy me beyond thought. I appreciate you and everything you do."
He kisses again, symbolizing his trust in her. He believed she would protect his faults and his needs, and take care of him.
"You're the exact same to me. I love you so much, Raven."
"I love you more, Garfield."
"Why..." his eyebrows knit in confusion.
"You called me by my first name, so it's only fair." she jokes.
Beastboy laughs, and she does as well.
He hoists her well-fleshed legs over his broad shoulders.
"You're drooling, babe." her touch graces the corner of his mouth.
Another canine characteristic of his becomes apparent.
"I know, Rae. You're bringing everything out of me."
"You like it, though, right? When I touch you like this, treat you like this. Kissing you, biting you, pulling you closer, going inside you... loving you."
"I love it." she reassures.
"Makes the two of us."
He slips his index finger through her damp folds, taking in a sharp breath. He lines his tongue over her sweet rawness. His tongue committed every slit and skin to memory.
He buries his tongue in. He hunts for his prey, her third orgasm. His body rings with her second orgasm, every beg, and every drop.
"Oh, baby..." her head descends into the pillow, her death grip tightens on his hair.
He thrusts his tongue in, already tasting her climax. His nails tint pink stripes on her pale dermis. Raven, to him, is like a sunset. So many different colors and lights to observe. Like, a cool glass of iced tea after a hot day.
She enlightened him, refreshed him, energized him.
He excited her, stunned her, revived her.
"You taste so sweet, wow," his voice is nearly a snarl.
He grabs her thighs closer, delving deeper into her warmth, "Can't get enough of you, even if I tried."
"No one can make me feel like you do." Raven hisses whilst he strikes a sore nerve.
"Mine. All mine."
Pleasure asphyxiates her thoughts and words. Her body goes into a slight paralysis as it focuses on the upcoming peak. Red baked into Raven's cheeks, her empathetic sensations overwhelm her as she is intoxicated by the wilderness of her lover.
She bends into him, her nails rake through his hair. Her aching hips roll, she bites her lip. His lips darken, he enhances the pace. He feels lightening on the tip of his tongue, and she was the crashing thunder.
"You— Gar—I c-can't— please—"
"One more time for me, baby. I know you've got it in you."
He sparks another shockwave through her depths with a dark growl. He eyes her sweet silk starting to drip through her flaps, then he goes in harder.
She can't moan again, but manages a wordless, impassioned noise.
"This is the prettiest mess I've ever seen." Beastboy readily takes in her essence.
He sucks his fingers, then brings them to her mouth.
"Taste."
Her tongue folds under his wet finger. He holds his body parallel to hers, his hands pressing into the mattress.
"You're everything to me." he kisses her love-stained neck.
Her hands cradle his head, she kisses his hair.
"I know." Raven answers.
He tickles her sides, she laughs in his ear.
"Thank you... for this. For sharing, for being... and just... us."
"A "thank you" to you, too, my pretty, sweet, angy, little Moosh."
Raven giggles.
Their eyes are heavy with love-making, their chests are racing with sharp air, their chemistry and psychology merge together.
"I feel so weak, but we've gotta go take care of each other." Raven rasps.
"Me, too. And, yes, we do. Let's start with a nice, steeeeeamy shower." Beastboy grins youthfully.
Raven rolls her eyes, trying to hide her smile.
He was still the man she knew, even under the skin of a wild beast.