This story is rated M.
Starfire heard the door slide open, she smirked.
She'd known he would follow. She'd teased him, he wouldn't take that lightly, he never did. But this was much different teasing then before. Way more dangerous. Heat rose in her stomach at the thought of how he would get back at her. She put her face back under the shower to calm the heat that rose to her face.
The water was warm on her skin. She heard the bathroom door creak open, but pretended not to notice him.
She heard some shuffling, then the shower curtain opened loudly.
She jumped in surprise then laughed once she saw the smile on his face.
She pulled him in, "you must close that! It is cold!"
He laughed and pulled the shower curtain closed. He put his hands on her hips, "you're cold?"
He pushed her against the cold tile of the shower and she shivered. He smirked, "you kept me nice and warm earlier, I think it's my turn."
She laughed as he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, "I have only gotten cold from your actions so far, you have even left the door open."
He chuckled darkly and rested his face in the curve of her neck. He whispered in her ear, "well, someone said she was unfulfilled I had to rush to fix that."
He bit her neck and she purred. He wasn't sure when he became so possessive of her but he had a deep need to mark her. So, he did. She gasped in ways that made him stir.
She liked it. She liked being his. She and this feeling were going to kill him.
Starfire wiggled as he continued biting gently down her neck to her chest. He pushed her higher on the wall. Out of the warm water. She had never seen him like this. He had always protected her and watched over her, but this felt like something new entirely. It filled her with an unfamiliar warm feeling.
She gasped when he began playing with her breasts. The cold air making them sensitive,
"Ri-Richard."
She felt him smirk against her. She was going to tease him back until the flat of his tongue slowly slid over her nipple. Warmth shot through her.
He began to play and she squirmed. She closed her eyes, sitting in the sensations he was giving her.
Suddenly, the air felt… wrong… it was too bright, were her eyes still closed?
Ringing. Ringing in her ears. It was too loud, too bright. She pulled, chains on her wrists.
A figure, a large Gordanian approached her. She read the word 'troq' on his lips. He was getting closer, his vile smell in her nose. He smiled cruelly at her. Reaching for her, ripping-
"Star?"
She opened her eyes.
Nightwing's face looked up at her, concerned, but his pupils were dilated, giving away his smiled down at him and put a hand on his face. He was here. She was safe. She wasn't nine years old anymore. She wasn't a prisoner, a slave anymore.
He settled her in his hips, "where did you go?"
She shook her head lightly with a smile on her face. She kissed him. Fully. She nibbled at his lips lightly when he didn't respond. She nibbled harder and ran her hands down his back. He started kissing her back lightly. She traced his top lip with her tongue and he was back. Rubbing up and down her abdomen, her bottom, everywhere.
He reached in between them, and parted her. He felt for her clit, she mewled when he found it. He rubbed her and rested his head on her shoulder. Listening to the sounds she was giving him. He had been hard before, but now it was worse. So much worse. But so much better.
He felt her nails gently rake his back. He felt her breathing quicken. He felt her tensing. He groaned and turned his head to her ear,
"Are you gonna cum for me?"
She rested her head back against the tile and nodded.
He nibbled on her neck, the words came from deep within him, "say my name. Say my name when you cum."
He rubbed circles on her quicker, she squeezed him tighter. Her voice flew up and octave,
"Richard!"
It was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard.
Starfire's felt her mind topple off of a cliff into somewhere warm. It rose up her spine, colors exploding. Ecstasy rising through her body and morphing into his name on her lips. Her breath was quick, her heart was beating hard. Was this what she did to him earlier? She'd never experienced it before. She opened her eyes, she realized he was biting her. His canines in her neck.
She felt the sting, finally, but she relished in it. Fulfilling a need she didn't know she had in her. She mewled his name again.
He groaned, releasing her neck. She felt his hard cock grind against her.
He stopped his hips, "Star, I need to get out before…"
She looked into his eyes, "before what?"
He gripped her hips tighter, and ground against her again.
She brought her hands to his scalp and he stifled a noise,
"I see."
He put his head in her neck, "I meant it earlier, I wanna give you more. You deserve it."
She brought his face forward and captured his lips, taking his bottom one gently between her teeth. She released him as he growled lightly,
"You're everything, Richard. You're more."
He couldn't stop his hips from grinding against her again, almost as if his body had a mind of its own, "Star… I mean it, it's harder to stop. I need to go."
She took his large cock in her hand and his forehead fell against hers. He took a warning tone, "Starfire."
She paused her actions, "do you want me to stop, Richard?"
No. Nononononono. Touch me more. He swallowed a groan, "no, but-"
"I do not wish to either."
He looked up at her, "Star. You're making this really difficult."
She began moving her hand up and down his length again, "if you wish for me to stop, I will."
His hands tightened on her hips, "I don't want you to stop. That's the problem. And I don't have protection with me. I don't want to get you pregnant or anything."
A pang in her chest, she cupped his face, "you will not."
He looked up at her, "Star, that is the one rational reason I have. If you take that away. Shit."
She palmed him again, "it is a Tameranean… trait. You will not." It was a small lie, but kinder and safer than the truth.
"Fuck." His groan was long as she continued to play with him. He shook his head.
She released him gently and brought his face to hers, "I desire to be yours, Richard. But we can stop, if you'd like."
She felt his hands dig into her hips, "I don't want to stop. I can't get enough of you. I don't know what you're doing to me, but I need you."
She leaned close to his ear, "I'm yours to take."
He took her lips hotly, desperately. He nipped and sucked at her mouth. He wanted her to remember what they did every time she looked at her swollen lips in her reflection. His hand roamed to her center again. She let out a breathy squeak when he inserted a finger into groaned at the squeeze of her muscles around him. He pumped his finger in and out of her,
"Fuck. Starfire. You're going to end me one day."
He groaned loudly at her mewlings. He had never wanted to be anywhere as badly as he wanted to be inside of her.
She began rocking against his finger. A string of curses left him. She nuzzled his neck, her voice a whine,
"Richard, please."
Any thought of anything other than her left.
He pinned her against the shower wall with his hips. He rubbed against her, he let his instincts take over. Pushing against her until he slid into her slowly.
He held her still and his name fell from her lips. The white spots in his vision and the pleasure in his spine brought him close to the edge right then. He may not have done this before, but he certainly wasn't going to act as so. He never wanted this to end. Never wanted to be anywhere other than inside her. He composed himself and began to move pushing into her and using the hands on her hips to hold her up.
He opened his eyes to the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. Starfire's head was against the wall, eyes closed, mouth slightly open, the shower water running down her abdomen. She was his. And he was going to show her that.
He pushed his whole body against her. His pace became slightly rougher, desperate.
She whimpered his name.
"Fuck, Starfire. Say it just like that."
She moaned as he entered her with a particularly hard thrust hitting her deep. His name dripping off of her tongue like honey. He fucked into her harder, bringing her lower on the wall. His head slightly above hers.
Her voice was soft and breathy, "you feel so good, Richard."
He kissed her roughly, "you feel amazing, Star. Fuck, I could cum right now."
She whined at that, her thighs tightening around him. She wanted him to cum. She wanted him to fill her. The possessiveness in him roared to life once more.
He grunted. Relishing in the feeling of being inside his Starfire. Fuck, he was inside of her and he was deep.
He'd never thought himself a masochist or much of a dirty talker, but he wanted to hear herbeg for it, beg for him. He wanted to whisper dirty things in her ear until she came apart around him. He brought his hand down to rub her clit,
"Fuck, Star. I want you to cum."
Her nails scratched into his skull and it took everything in him not to let his eyes roll back.
He whispered into her ear, "I wanna feel you cum around me. I want you to cum on my dick."
She whimpered as he sped his fingers up. He felt her body tense wonderfully. He groaned at the ache deep in his abdomen. He growled,
"Cum, Starfire."
She did. She pulsed deliciously around him. His thrusts stuttered as he groaned. He nipped lightly at the side of her neck again. Finding purchase on her shoulder and biting down, harder than before. Her hips lurched forwards against him, white spots appearing in his vision again.
"Fuuuck." It was drawn out long, "Starfire. Say you're mine."
She said nothing, as she was coming down from her orgasm, but he stilled nonetheless. Everything in him begging him to keep moving but he stayed still. He needed her to do what he said. She whined and moved against him, he pulled away but not out,
"I need to hear you say it, Starfire."
He plunged into her and her words left in a high pitch, "I'm yours!"
He groaned and thrust into her again, "mine."
He felt her begin to tense again, the sweet words falling from her mouth,
"Yours, yours, yours, yours! Please, Richard"
He slammed into her again, growling in her ear, "mine."
Her voice was tight and erotic, "Yours-"
He cut her off with rough kisses. Licking and nipping at her lips, trying to taste her words, to keep them. He began to thrust into her faster, the rhythm becoming erratic. Harder and faster. Harder. Harder. Harder. Harder.
She came apart dizzyingly around him, sounds between moans and his name leaving her.
Her head fell to his shoulder as he groaned. The pulsing around him milking him addictively. A few more thrusts. One. Two. Three.
She felt him cum in her. A breathy squeak left her as he thrusted deeply and pulsed in her. He grunted and moved into her until he calmed. His head falling against the back of hers.
"Fuck. Star. You're incredible."
She laughed breathlessly, "I do not believe I did much."
He shook his head against her, "listening to you cum is more than enough."
They stayed like that for a few moments. Her pinned against the wall, leaning into him, and his head resting on hers. It felt too delicious to be real. He was delirious from hearing her submit herself to him, the feeling ran through him and calmed him.
He moved her hair to the other side of her neck and kissed the bare side. That same something inside him aching pleasantly as he licked the deep bites he left on her.
He pulled out of her lightly. Both flinching at the loss of connection. He gently let her down, but her knees shook. He chuckled and held her.
"I guess we should've waited until after dinner, huh."
She shook her head against his shoulder, "I believe I now understand what you meant earlier. About my ability to walk."
He laughed lightly and nuzzled into her neck. His own actions coming back to him, "yeah, sorry. I'm not sure what came over me for… some of that." He meant it, hearing her cum for the first time, it turned him into a man possessed. He'd wanted her in every way. Something only Starfire could bring out of him.
She lightly traced circles on his neck, "I cannot think of a single thing you did that I did not like, Richard. I love you."
He kissed her lightly, "I love you, Star. I'm-I'm sorry, I guess that happened kinda quickly, huh?
She laughed lightly and shook her head, "no, Richard, your endurance was more than satisfactory."
He laughed, "no, Star. I meant like the way… we are… with each other."
She nodded in understanding, "Richard, we have been… close with each other for years. We just continued to deny ourselves… this."
He shook his head, "we're idiots."
Starfire nodded, "complete… imbeciles?" The last word became a question on her translations, he nodded, "imbeciles is right, Star."
She scrunched her nose and smiled, "I believe I am starting to'get' your language."
He laughed, "now I just have to learn yours."
A deep pain in her chest. She hadn't thought about Tamaran, the extinction of her people. Nightwing had filled her mind. Guilt overtook her.
She snuggled into him to hide her face, "perhaps one day."
He nudged her lightly, "you okay, Star?"
She nodded, "yes, some one has just done the 'wearing out' of me."
He laughed and turned the shower off. He lifted her from the wall and out of the shower. Taking her into her bedroom and dropping her roughly but playfully onto the bed.
She giggled and the sound was like a sun to him. He climbed over her and nuzzled into her. Her next sentence came out in giggles,
"Richard! We are getting the bed wet."
He held her close, "we'll sleep in mine tonight."
She hmm-ed, "should we dress for dinner?"
He chuckled, "will you actually eat?"
Starfire nodded, "was the food of Thailand mentioned?"
He nodded,
"I would very much enjoy that."
"What do you know, Raven still has her 'I know everything' streak."
"What do you mean, Richard?"
"It's nothing, Star. Just something else I have to tell Raven she was right about."
She scrunched her nose at him, "she does love it when you have to do that."
He sighed, "I know she does."
He sat up from the bed and collected his sweatpants, slipping them on along with his shirt. He left his underwear and his wrinkly uniform (who cares? He had more.) on the floor. He collected Star's shorts and her hoodie. He walked over to Starfire and handed her the shorts. She slipped them on, andheld a hand out for her hoodie,
"Actually, Star. We have to file this into evidence." He huffed a laugh at her pouty face and tone,
"Noooooooo." He stuck her lower lip out.
He rubbed his thumb against her pout, "I'll get you something of mine."
He opened one of the shelves in her closet,
"Here, just wear this for now."
He tossed her a red sports bra.
Her pout deepened but she did as he said.
He laughed at the face she made, "what's wrong now?"
She pulled the material over her breasts, "I hate these Earthen brassieres."
He helped her up from the bed, her legs shaky, "I'll remember that."
She looked down at her unsteady feet and bit her lip, "this is going to be a challenge."
Nightwing shrugged, "you just gotta hold on to me the whole time."
She rubbed her nose against his, "that was your evil plan all along!"
He laughed and pulled her to his lips.
Raven emptied the container into a shallow bowl for Starfire. Carefully plating it around her rice. If she didn't take her food from the container herself, maybe Starfire wouldn't notice the amount and eat more. It was a weak plan but a plan nonetheless.
"Raven," the name was a drawn out while, "why are you only doing Starfire's, can't you do mine too?"
He rolled her eyes and glared at him, "sorry, were you just shot and I don't know about it? No? Oh,did you go to war for your planet? No… hmm."
His ears dropped. She looked at the table again and sighed,
"I guess you're right, Starfire may be suspicious if hers is the only one that's already plated…"
Beastboy's ears lifted and he smiled… until she picked up Nightwing's food and began plating it as well,
"Raaaaven."
She made an approved noise once she was done and spoke again, "you know… I mine-as-well do mine too!"
She relished in the whiny whimpers that came from him, "hey, Cyborg!"
He responded from the computer, "What, Rae?"
"Do you want me to get your food ready for you?"
An irritated squawk left the green changeling, "Okay, Raven. Now you're just being unfair."
She shrugged, "Cyborg's working, Star's healing and Dick's helping her. What exactly are you doing?"
He stuck his lip out, "asking the pretty lady to make my plate too. Stuff always looks better when you plate it."
She pulled up her hood to hide her blush, "fine."
She took his green curry and plated it as well, "but no dares involving Star's food this time, okay? She needs to eat it. I don't care how hot her food is, and how 'good' of a dare it is. You guys making her taste in food a dare is kinda rude anyways."
He threw a fist in the air, "yay! I promise, Rae."
Her hidden blush deepened, "no 'Rae'!"
He whined again, "but Cyborg says it all the time."
She took on a sarcastic voice, "and I tell him to stop too."
"But Raaaaaven-"
They were interrupted by the Ops room doors sliding open revealing Nightwing in his sweat pants and t-shirt and Starfire, riding on his back, with an oversized navy crewneck (very oversized it had to be Nightwing's) on and her shorts.
Her hands were over his eyes, she made a happy noise,
"I did the telling of you that I could lead us here!"
He huffed out a laugh, "yeah, yeah, you were right. Can I have my eyes back now? I know there are stairs here somewhere."
She pouted and released him.
Cyborg eyed Raven, trying to ask questions with only a look. She nodded softly but then gave him a strong look that said 'if you tease them I will transport you to a dimension filled with your worst nightmares' he put his hands up and looked away.
Beastboy threw his hands up, "why does everybody get to do fun things but me?"
Raven gave him a weird look, "you want a piggy-back ride from Dick? That's the fun thing you're not allowed to do?"
He shook his head, "no! Every time I pick you up you tell me to put you down!"
Raven rubbed her temples, "you do know that Star and I find different things fun, right? She likes those kinds of things."
He gestured between the girls as Nightwing and Starfire approached, "you let her do whatever she wants! You give her piggy-back rides all the time! And! And! She gets to pick you up and fly you around and you laugh!"
Starfire furrowed her brows, "Raven usually only allows me to fly her if she is too the tired or if she desires to fly very quickly."
Cyborg approached next, "I'll give you a piggy-back ride, BB. I'll just want one in return."
The changeling paled, "y-you know. I'm really hungry. We should eat."
Starfire nodded, "Indeed, I am famished as well."
Nightwing put her down and Raven watched her closely. Why was she so shaky? She sat down herself and eyed the other boys. They didn't seem to notice anything. She locked eyes with Nightwing and he tensed, rubbed his lips together and lightly shrugged.
Oh? OH!
Raven felt her cheeks heat and she eyed her closest friend. She was trying to show Beastboy how to use chopsticks again. Putting the chopsticks in her hand then taking them out again in order to show him how to hold them.
She didn't seem too different. After the fright the girl gave her earlier with the window and the falling, she'd been tuning more closely into her. She looked at Nightwing, he hand his arm on top of the booth behind Starfire. He eyed her after every few bites.
She knew sex could deepen the dynamic in certain couples, but this was strange. The two seemed… attuned to one another. He'd adjust and she'd need to as well, without looking at one another. There was pushing and pulling between their energy. She narrowed her eyes, she'd have to talk to Star after the girl had some rest.
Beastboy was able to pick up a cube of tofu and Starfire clapped her hands, "yes! Very good!"
Her happiness calmed everyone around her. It was like a warm blanket of how things were supposed to be.
Starfire mindlessly ate her food and watched him try again. Offering tips when he couldn't repeat the action.
Beastboy huffed, "alrighty. Spoon time. I'm hungry."
Starfire nodded, "yes, this is very good. I thank you for picking it up, friend Beastboy."
Beastboy shrugged, "I just brought it home, Raven made the plates look pretty."
Starfire offered her warmest smile to the empath, "I thank you, Raven."
Another blush from Raven, "don't mention it."
She began on her own food. Still tuning into her friend. Her happiness was real, but there was still so much… raw pain beneath it. She knew losing Galfore had been a hard hit, but this seemed to be deeper, almost too much deeper. She expected trauma, that was a given fighting in a war, but this deep loss felt as though it went beyond losing a father-figure. Starfire had told her of how Galfore was more like a father to her than her real one. Raven knew there was some painful history there. But… just how painful was Star's history?
She continued to watch Starfire over the duration of the meal. The boys talking about Cyborg's talk with the DA. She watched her ecstatically try to keep up, then she watched her chewing slow, her shoulders start to slump. Starfire hadn't eaten nearly as much as Raven wanted, but the girl was exhausted. It was obvious. She was wondering if she should let Nightwing know, but he was already grabbing her plate,
"I'll put these away, Star. You get ready for bed."
Raven huffed a quiet laugh, there was no way Star wouldn't complain at how much like a demand that sounded.
But to her surprise, the alien got up and nodded. Since uh when.
Raven watched the girl shakily walk to the doors. Trying not to make it obvious, and it wouldn't be to anyone else.
She watched Nightwing closely, tuned into him. She felt a pull. Through him. Pulling him to Starfire. Raven could almost clearly see the girl entering her room through that pull and her powers. Something was… up.
"Dick," He looked up at her,
"What?"
Nothing was obvious, he wasn't actively doing anything…
She'd have to read more into this,
"I think you owe me something, regarding the Thai food?"
She heard him huff, "you were right and I was wrong."
She nodded cockily, "yeah, that's the stuff."