Do it! The demon side of his was shrieking in comparison to the angel soft
tongue and words. Okay, okay! Robin agreed reluctantly. I'll do it. . . He
sighed within himself, but he did admit, he really did want to kiss her.
And feel her up. And stroke her. And lay her on top of him and make her
scream for more! Jeez, he thought, I have too much free time if I think
about this stuff.
He scooted closer to her, only and inch from her smooth, orange tinted face. "Well," he began, trying to sound soft. "A kiss is . . . like . . . well. . . Let me show you." He placed his hand on hers, leaning over until their lips locked passionately. He didn't have to close his eyes, it wouldn't have mattered with his mask anyways, and he wanted to see her face. Her reaction. Her emotion. But she closed her eyes, her thick lashes batting against her gentle cheeks. He broke apart from her, for a moment, and whispered quietly. "And this is when you get felt up." He pushed his hand up her shirt, surprised to find a bra. He didn't think she needed one, with the tight rubber stretched over her chest. But the bra was soft and cottony, and was filled her bounty. Squeezing it carefully, he began to lay her down.
That was when she pushed away.
"What?" Robin's voice almost cracked. "What happened? Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no. Not at all, Robin." Her eyes were still closed, but her mouth formed a friendly smile. "It was quite fun, actually. But I already know what those are. I have already had many 'kisses' and many 'feel ups'. I guess I misinterpreted the name, and was didn't know if these were different. Thank you for telling me what they were really called, though." Her voice was innocent, as if she didn't know what was coming out of her mouth. Robin's face went white.
"Wha-whaa. . ." He croaked breathlessly.
"Of course, he just called it 'playing'. Now I can tell him what they're really called."
"He? Him? Who?" The words staggered unsteadily from his mouth. Starfire brightened, smiling again.
"Why, Beast Boy, of course."
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"Beast Boy. . ." Raven cooed, her pale, slender frame hidden by her dark sheet. "Come back in. That wasn't enough. You know I hate it when you tease. . ." She sulked playfully. Beast Boy pushed back his ruffled hair, preparing his grin, which he knew Raven adored. Turning to her, smiling mischievously, he spoke low and tender, the way she liked.
"You do like it, don't you, my little Raven?"
She giggled, softly, out of character. He always made her feel this way. "Oh, yes. It breaks my heart when you stop just before it's over. I want to do it all over again." She frowned, patting the empty space beside her temptingly. "Please?"
Raven rarely, almost never, begged, but when she did, there was the soul of an angel inside. Beast Boy smiled softly, running his hand over her hair, allowing the dark bangs to intertwine with her indigo eyes.
"How can I say no to that demonic face?" He laughed, crawling back under the covers with her.
*****
"B-B-Beast Boy?" Robin was stuttering again. He brain just couldn't process it. What about Raven? Beast Boy loved Raven! He had told him! He had bragged about how he had banged her over and over and over again! And Cyborg. . . What about him? Robin could notice that he had a thing for guys. He didn't hold it against him, and he knew his heart would be broken if he knew. . .
"Yes, Beast Boy. You are having trouble with your words again." It was obvious that Starfire was getting annoyed and tired of Robin's stuttering. He cleared his throat, trying to be calm.
"But, you do know that Beast Boy and Raven are a couple, right?"
"Oh, yes. Beast Boy said not to talk about that." She held a finger to her lips. "Shhh."
"Starfire, he's cheating on Raven with you!"
"Cheating? No, it is a game, Beast Boy told me, but he wouldn't cheat. He is very good at games."
"Doesn't it strike you as odd that he would screw Raven, than feel you up and tell you it's a game and a secret?"
"Screw. . .?"
"On our planet, we're only supposed to have one lover at a time. Beast Boy has two! That's not fair on our planet! He's cheating!"
"I do not understand. . ."
"He does not love you! I don't think he loves Raven! I think he only loves himself!" He was so frustrated. He knew that she was from another planet, but wasn't there love and lust and hate in outer space?
"Love. . .?"
Robin was shocked. Starfire did not know love? "Didn't you have lovers on your planet?"
"We got together and mated on my planet, if that is what you mean."
"Surely you felt love for your mother and father."
"We held affection and appreciated each other's company."
"Would you have died for them?"
"I suppose. . ."
"Don't suppose! KNOW! You have to know!" Robin's cheeks grew red with rage. Why couldn't she understand all of this? It was so damn simple! Even a child could realize that he loved his parents and siblings, even if it is vague. He almost hated her for not understanding. He stomped out of his room, too flustered to say or think anything more.
*****
Son of a Bastard Bitch Beast Boy. Oh, yea. It all fit together perfectly as Robin's mind twisted the insult within his head, stomping to Beast Boy's room. He had been in many times before, but always in either happiness or curiosity. Usually, Beast Boy just had to wander in the get a new pair of socks or something, and Robin would wander in and begin small conversation which would lead to gut-busting laughter that he and Beast Boy shared after time together. Other special, secret times, Beast Boy had hissed in Robin's ear that he needed to hold a 'Man Meeting' and he, Cyborg, and Beast Boy would tip-toe to his room and gawk at the newly purchased Playboy magazines, sighing in pleasure after each un-folding of the three-page poster girl.
But now. . .
Son of a Bastard Bitch Beast Boy! He had never felt this much hate for anyone in his life, except for maybe Slade. All of that was aside from him now, and the only enemy he could see was living in his house.
He finally reached that gun-metal mechanical door and began pounding on it furiously. "Beast Boy! Beast Boy! Let me come in! Open this door!"
Inside the room, unknown to Robin, there was a small gasp from Raven as she covered her blushing face. Beast Boy looked up, horror and realization painted red across his face.
"What do we do?" Raven whispered, frightened.
"Just stay here. Everyone knows we're a couple anyways."
"But I don't want them to see me like this!" She gasped, covering her pale, slender, naked frame with the dark sheet. Her face flushed in embarrassment. "I don't want this! Not here, not now."
"Okay, just a sec." He ran to his closet and grab a heavy comforter from somewhere among the mess. He shook off the dust and candy wrapper and engulfed Raven along with most of his bed with the navy-blue blanket. A cough was heard from underneath it, then a withered "Alright."
"Alright." Beast Boy sighed in relief and straightened his hair and shirt. He practiced walking casually to the door, then prepared a dazzling smile as he pushed the glaring red 'Open' button for the door. Robin's vicious scowl welcomed him to the cold air (it seemed so hot in his room!). Beast Boy put on a sarcastic frown.
"Good morning, sunshine. What's up with you?"
"You twisted fuck!" Robin pushed him, using one of the classic school- yard insults. "Sick faggot, what the hell is wrong with you?" He yelled at him, his curses getting less and less original.
"What are you talking about?" Beast Boy inquired innocently, trying to sound honestly puzzled. It obviously didn't work, as did Beast Boy's little disappearing act with Raven, for Robin punched him in the stomach, making him retch in pain. He then made his way over to the bed, exposing the lump under the covers as Raven, who frantically attempted to hide under her sheet.
"Go away! Leave us alone!" She screamed, most uncharacteristically. She glared, her violet eyes merging deep indigo as she uttered slightly under her breath. "Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos!" She raised her left hand and swerved it from Beast Boy's treasured Eight Ball to Robin's head area. He quickly dodged as Beast Boy stood barely, still wheezing in the corner, clutching his stomach.
"Tell her!" Robin screamed, his brow furrowed around his mask. Beast Boy's expression turned genuinely confused. He raised an eyebrow, his breaths unsteady and ragged.
"What are you talking about?" He rasped, his mouth bare from saliva.
"This fling with you, Starfire, and Raven!" Robin pointed at Raven now, her face crevassed with anger and dyed red in embarrassment. "Tell her now! If you, don't I will, and believe me, it will not be very pretty." Robin threatened.
"Is this about the Starfire thing?" Raven questioned, her face still marked in annoyance. Robin turned to her, his eyes wide.
"What? You. . ."
"Yea, I know about it. Duh, it was MY idea." Raven stated almost proudly. Beast Boy muttered "Told ya," shakily in the corner by his pile of dirty socks. Robin found he could say nothing at all.
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He scooted closer to her, only and inch from her smooth, orange tinted face. "Well," he began, trying to sound soft. "A kiss is . . . like . . . well. . . Let me show you." He placed his hand on hers, leaning over until their lips locked passionately. He didn't have to close his eyes, it wouldn't have mattered with his mask anyways, and he wanted to see her face. Her reaction. Her emotion. But she closed her eyes, her thick lashes batting against her gentle cheeks. He broke apart from her, for a moment, and whispered quietly. "And this is when you get felt up." He pushed his hand up her shirt, surprised to find a bra. He didn't think she needed one, with the tight rubber stretched over her chest. But the bra was soft and cottony, and was filled her bounty. Squeezing it carefully, he began to lay her down.
That was when she pushed away.
"What?" Robin's voice almost cracked. "What happened? Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no. Not at all, Robin." Her eyes were still closed, but her mouth formed a friendly smile. "It was quite fun, actually. But I already know what those are. I have already had many 'kisses' and many 'feel ups'. I guess I misinterpreted the name, and was didn't know if these were different. Thank you for telling me what they were really called, though." Her voice was innocent, as if she didn't know what was coming out of her mouth. Robin's face went white.
"Wha-whaa. . ." He croaked breathlessly.
"Of course, he just called it 'playing'. Now I can tell him what they're really called."
"He? Him? Who?" The words staggered unsteadily from his mouth. Starfire brightened, smiling again.
"Why, Beast Boy, of course."
*****
"Beast Boy. . ." Raven cooed, her pale, slender frame hidden by her dark sheet. "Come back in. That wasn't enough. You know I hate it when you tease. . ." She sulked playfully. Beast Boy pushed back his ruffled hair, preparing his grin, which he knew Raven adored. Turning to her, smiling mischievously, he spoke low and tender, the way she liked.
"You do like it, don't you, my little Raven?"
She giggled, softly, out of character. He always made her feel this way. "Oh, yes. It breaks my heart when you stop just before it's over. I want to do it all over again." She frowned, patting the empty space beside her temptingly. "Please?"
Raven rarely, almost never, begged, but when she did, there was the soul of an angel inside. Beast Boy smiled softly, running his hand over her hair, allowing the dark bangs to intertwine with her indigo eyes.
"How can I say no to that demonic face?" He laughed, crawling back under the covers with her.
*****
"B-B-Beast Boy?" Robin was stuttering again. He brain just couldn't process it. What about Raven? Beast Boy loved Raven! He had told him! He had bragged about how he had banged her over and over and over again! And Cyborg. . . What about him? Robin could notice that he had a thing for guys. He didn't hold it against him, and he knew his heart would be broken if he knew. . .
"Yes, Beast Boy. You are having trouble with your words again." It was obvious that Starfire was getting annoyed and tired of Robin's stuttering. He cleared his throat, trying to be calm.
"But, you do know that Beast Boy and Raven are a couple, right?"
"Oh, yes. Beast Boy said not to talk about that." She held a finger to her lips. "Shhh."
"Starfire, he's cheating on Raven with you!"
"Cheating? No, it is a game, Beast Boy told me, but he wouldn't cheat. He is very good at games."
"Doesn't it strike you as odd that he would screw Raven, than feel you up and tell you it's a game and a secret?"
"Screw. . .?"
"On our planet, we're only supposed to have one lover at a time. Beast Boy has two! That's not fair on our planet! He's cheating!"
"I do not understand. . ."
"He does not love you! I don't think he loves Raven! I think he only loves himself!" He was so frustrated. He knew that she was from another planet, but wasn't there love and lust and hate in outer space?
"Love. . .?"
Robin was shocked. Starfire did not know love? "Didn't you have lovers on your planet?"
"We got together and mated on my planet, if that is what you mean."
"Surely you felt love for your mother and father."
"We held affection and appreciated each other's company."
"Would you have died for them?"
"I suppose. . ."
"Don't suppose! KNOW! You have to know!" Robin's cheeks grew red with rage. Why couldn't she understand all of this? It was so damn simple! Even a child could realize that he loved his parents and siblings, even if it is vague. He almost hated her for not understanding. He stomped out of his room, too flustered to say or think anything more.
*****
Son of a Bastard Bitch Beast Boy. Oh, yea. It all fit together perfectly as Robin's mind twisted the insult within his head, stomping to Beast Boy's room. He had been in many times before, but always in either happiness or curiosity. Usually, Beast Boy just had to wander in the get a new pair of socks or something, and Robin would wander in and begin small conversation which would lead to gut-busting laughter that he and Beast Boy shared after time together. Other special, secret times, Beast Boy had hissed in Robin's ear that he needed to hold a 'Man Meeting' and he, Cyborg, and Beast Boy would tip-toe to his room and gawk at the newly purchased Playboy magazines, sighing in pleasure after each un-folding of the three-page poster girl.
But now. . .
Son of a Bastard Bitch Beast Boy! He had never felt this much hate for anyone in his life, except for maybe Slade. All of that was aside from him now, and the only enemy he could see was living in his house.
He finally reached that gun-metal mechanical door and began pounding on it furiously. "Beast Boy! Beast Boy! Let me come in! Open this door!"
Inside the room, unknown to Robin, there was a small gasp from Raven as she covered her blushing face. Beast Boy looked up, horror and realization painted red across his face.
"What do we do?" Raven whispered, frightened.
"Just stay here. Everyone knows we're a couple anyways."
"But I don't want them to see me like this!" She gasped, covering her pale, slender, naked frame with the dark sheet. Her face flushed in embarrassment. "I don't want this! Not here, not now."
"Okay, just a sec." He ran to his closet and grab a heavy comforter from somewhere among the mess. He shook off the dust and candy wrapper and engulfed Raven along with most of his bed with the navy-blue blanket. A cough was heard from underneath it, then a withered "Alright."
"Alright." Beast Boy sighed in relief and straightened his hair and shirt. He practiced walking casually to the door, then prepared a dazzling smile as he pushed the glaring red 'Open' button for the door. Robin's vicious scowl welcomed him to the cold air (it seemed so hot in his room!). Beast Boy put on a sarcastic frown.
"Good morning, sunshine. What's up with you?"
"You twisted fuck!" Robin pushed him, using one of the classic school- yard insults. "Sick faggot, what the hell is wrong with you?" He yelled at him, his curses getting less and less original.
"What are you talking about?" Beast Boy inquired innocently, trying to sound honestly puzzled. It obviously didn't work, as did Beast Boy's little disappearing act with Raven, for Robin punched him in the stomach, making him retch in pain. He then made his way over to the bed, exposing the lump under the covers as Raven, who frantically attempted to hide under her sheet.
"Go away! Leave us alone!" She screamed, most uncharacteristically. She glared, her violet eyes merging deep indigo as she uttered slightly under her breath. "Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos!" She raised her left hand and swerved it from Beast Boy's treasured Eight Ball to Robin's head area. He quickly dodged as Beast Boy stood barely, still wheezing in the corner, clutching his stomach.
"Tell her!" Robin screamed, his brow furrowed around his mask. Beast Boy's expression turned genuinely confused. He raised an eyebrow, his breaths unsteady and ragged.
"What are you talking about?" He rasped, his mouth bare from saliva.
"This fling with you, Starfire, and Raven!" Robin pointed at Raven now, her face crevassed with anger and dyed red in embarrassment. "Tell her now! If you, don't I will, and believe me, it will not be very pretty." Robin threatened.
"Is this about the Starfire thing?" Raven questioned, her face still marked in annoyance. Robin turned to her, his eyes wide.
"What? You. . ."
"Yea, I know about it. Duh, it was MY idea." Raven stated almost proudly. Beast Boy muttered "Told ya," shakily in the corner by his pile of dirty socks. Robin found he could say nothing at all.
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