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-"Don't want no money/Just want your sex." Teeth-
More than four days later Raven was still thoroughly pissed about her her rendezvous with Dick Grayson. Two days earlier she had received a tearful phone call from a hysterical Kory explaining that Dick had taken her to the aquarium the day after her party. The date had subsequently ended in sex and Dick had yet to call her back. Raven rolled her eyes at her friend's naivety. She wished she had warned Kory about Dick, if nothing else to spite him.
Raven returned from a particuarly long day in court. She had approximately one hour to get into the bath, before Garfield got home from work, where she could ignore him for a majority of the evening. As she ascended the stairs to the master bathroom, and unexpected noise caught her attention. It sounded like music coming from the study. Odd.
"Gar?" She said carefully as she stepped onto the landing.
She looked up and down the hallway. The music was faintly playing in the study. Her hand attached to the doorknob and she slowly turned the knob. "Gar?" she said again.
No one was there. The cd player sitting on the desk, however was on and Ode to Joy was blasting through the speakers. She sighed deeply and annoyed, moving to the other side of the room and pressing the off button. She hated feeling paranoid, it made her feel weak. She stared out of the window in front of her, before closing her eyes. Not one sound. She took another deep breath before turning around.
She started a loud gasp escaping her lips. Leaning in the doorway was none other than Dick Grayson. That cocky grin plastered all over his face. Raven's heart sped up in her chest, and her cheeks flushed.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" She bit.
Dick smirked and stood up straight. He took a step forward, she took a step back. She hated how irrationally fearful he made her. He continued until her back was pressed against the desk. "We have an arrangement remember."
Dick was directly in front of Raven. She was trembling slightly. Dick's finger traced her jawbone, done to her collarbone, lower. Raven reached her hand out to hit him. He grabbed her wrist before her hand could make contact with his face. He grabbed her other wrist and twisted her around so that she was pressed against him. She immediate began to struggle. Dick was much larger and stronger than Raven and could easily overpower her, but Raven was too much of a wildcat to let him.
"You have some fight in you. I like it." He rasped into her ear. The fear began to set in and Raven fought harder. "Do you like this position? Maybe we should try it." His hand slid down to her breast.
"I would be so-" he ripped open the front of her blouse. Buttons exploded and crashed onto the floor and exposing an inappropriate amount of cleavage. "easy."
He let Raven go. She retreated to the nearest corner of the room. Dick watched her curiously. He walked to the door and slowly shutting her only way out. Raven was suddenly enraged. How dare he touch her like that. How dare she let him. Her back was against the bookshelf. Dick's glazed from her to the window, over looking the hills.
"Look," he said calmly. Her eyes remained on him, burning with hatred. He roughly grabbed the back of her hair, twisting it. Raven yelped in pain. "Look!"
He pulled her by the hair back over to the desk. "Look at those people down the hill. See how small and insignificant they are. They have no idea we're up their watching them."
Raven took this oppurtunity to deliver her elbow into his stomach. He relented slightly, but managed to keep his grip on her hair. He laughed! He twisted her arm behind her back.
"That wasn't very ladylike. He pushed her down so that she was bent over the desk. "I should teach you some manners."
His hand rubbed down her backside before sending a sharp smack across her bottom. Raven's breath got caught in her throat. He started slow sending light smack to each cheek, one at a time. Raven's face was burning with humiliation. His hand reached around her waist and unbuttoned her pants. He slowly yanked them off and tossed them to the side, leaving her in what was left of her top, her lacy, black boyshort panties, and black pumps. She could feel his eyes burning into the back of her head.
His hand ran down the small of her back, and then squeezed her ass. His hand explored her curvy hips and waist before he pulled her up into a standing position by her hair. She felt his hard lap grind against her backside. His hand wrapped around her throat and held her against her. His other hand ran across her stomach. Lower, lower...
He toyed with the lacy band of her panties before snaking into the front of her underwear. His fingers brushed the light hairs of her womanhood.
Raven finally found her voice. "My boyfriend is going to fuck you up."
He laughed at her in genuine amusement. She wanted to rip out his vocal chords and wrap it around his throat. She felt the hatred within her rising. She was trembling in anger.
"Please." he said condescendingly. "You're much too proud. Even if you weren't he doesn't have the balls."
She couldn't think. She was blinded by pure, unadulterated anger. "Fuck you." she said through her teeth.
"I intend to. " He laughed again. "It drives you crazy that I'm stronger than you, and yet it thrills you. Finally someone to put you in your place. You have to spirit of a wildcat. But you're so little. You're like a kitten." He chuckled pleasantly.
Raven began to realize the extent of the truth in his words. There was a small part of Raven, that was sexually enticed by Dick, not that she would ever admit. If he weren't a fucking lunatic she might have actually seduced him herself.
"You'll come around eventually." he whispered into her ear.
Before Raven could reply there was a slam of the front door. Dick froze. She had never been so relieved that Garfield was home. They heard him calling her from downstairs. Dick slid his hand out of her underwear and fully let her go. He took a few slow steps backwards. His menacing eyes pierced her.
"Clean yourself up Kitten." He said turning around and disappearing behind the door.
Raven remained in the study in her underwear, partially molested. She grabbed her pants off the floor and proceeded to yank them back on. As much as she hated to admit it: Dick was right. She was much too proud to tell Garfield. She had more balls than he did. She could handle Dick Grayson and didn't need Gar to protect her. Besides that she could never give Dick that satisfaction of her falling to her knees. Becoming so weak that she would resort to relying on her boy toy.
Raven was shocked when she arrived downstairs. There was Garfield and Dick in the kitchen having a beer and laughing. The Hell?
Garfield looked up at her, and smiled. "Hey, babe."
She couldn't keep the look of perplexity off of her face. Her glaze went from Dick who was sitting at the kitchen table, to Garfield who was in the kitchen chopping vegetables in the near the sink. Dick winked at her when Garfield wasn't looking.
"You two know each other?" she kept her voice as even as possible.
Garfield glanced at her. "Yeah. Dick and I went to prep school together. We met up at Kory's party and we got together for lunch yesterday."
But why the hell is he here? She wanted to scream. Dick watched her expression carefully. He got a jolly out of how uncomfortable he made her in her own house. "Gar, said I could stay here for awhile while my house is being renovated. I hope that's okay."
Raven could hear the commination laced in his voice under a mask of chivalry. "What!" she said suddenly, unable to hide her displeasure.
Garfield immediately apologized for not talking about it with her before inviting Dick to stay. Raven rolled her eyes. She turned around to face Dick's smug grin of self satisfaction. Dick stood up and moved into the kitchen. Dick politely asked Garfield if he could help set the table. Garfield wouldn't have thought Dick was so polite if he knew he had only asked to stay with the intention of screwing his girlfriend.
A smirk crossed Raven's lips. She got up and began to prepare the salad. The room in the kitchen was tight with three bodies moving reached underneath of Gar for the carrot. Her hands ran up his stomach and up his chest. He glanced at her, danger burned in her eyes. Raven could feel his heart speeding up under her fingertips. She could see Dick's look of intrigue from across the room. She leaned up and nibbled on Gar's earlobe.
"Ouch!" Gar sudden exclamation surprised the room. He sliced his finger, and blood oozed from the wound.
"Here." Raven said holding his finger. She turned on the seduction and brought his finger into her mouth. She used her mouth and tongue to clean the blood. "All better."
She needed to keep Garfield on her side. He was a very valuable ally, for now. Garfield excused himself to find a band aid. Raven brought the rest of the food to the table, where Dick was already seated. She poured herself a glass of red wine. Dick watched her, his smug grin plastered all his stupid little face.
"Nice try Kitten." Dick said pouring his own glass of wine. "You can only seduce him so many times. I have other means of control."
"Oh are you sleeping with him?" she said sarcastically. "Then he likes me better."
Before Dick could back a snappy comeback, Garfield returned. Dinner was mostly silent. Occasionally Raven would send Dick a glare. Gar remained almost completely oblivious. Dick and Garfield engaged in trivial conversation. Raven could here the condescendingness every time Dick laughed politely. Raven felt Dick's hand on her knee underneath the table. She shifted uncomfortably. His finger circled her knee cap.
"Dick, was telling me about this new club that just opened. He knows the DJ." Garfield said carefully. "So we were thinking about going tonight." He was asking permission.
"If that's alright with you Kitten." Dick's finger traced up her thigh.
Raven jumped at the feeling of his hand between her legs. She bumped her knee of the table, sending her wine glass toppling over and spilled all over the front of her blouse and trousers. Raven pushed her chair back and quickly stood up.
"Whatever." she said bitterly before leaving the room.
She quickly disappeared upstairs, into the master bathroom. She unbuttoned her now ruined white blouse, and removed her sticky bra and soaking pants. She turned the shower and waited until the water was scolding before entering. She scrubbed the parts of her body that Grayson had dared touch. Her anger and the water steamed up the glass door. She hated how weak and vulnerable he made her feel.
What she hated even more was how thrilled she also felt. She was so use to being in control. Dick was right, he was an equal to herself and that truth thrilled her. She had never felt so dominated by a man. Her head, however, overpowered her libido. Giving herself to Dick, she admitted, might be the single most fantastic sexual experience of her entire life. But it came with so many sacrifices. Her self control, will power, her pride. Not to mention it would confirm Dick as being a superior human. Some sort of ubermensch.
She rised her hair out with cucumber and melon shampoo. She quickly towel dried her body and scrunched the water from her hair. She was beyond exhausted from the events of that day. She grabbed a pair of black Jockey underwear and a matching camisole. She flopped down onto the bed. Her bombay cat, Buffy crawled from her place under the bed and curled at the end of the bed. Raven laid on top of the down blankets, horizontally across the bed. She bathed in the silence. A few minutes later she heard the front door slam and the car start up.
Raven was relieved when she heard nothing. She hugged a pillow to her chest and quickly fell asleep. Raven woke up in a fog. It was still dark outside and she could tell she hadn't been asleep for long. She glanced at the clock sitting on the nightstand. 1:24 A.M. The house was still, she listened to the silent sounds of the night. She could hear Buffy purring next to the door. She began to meow irritably and scratched at the door. Raven pushed herself off of the bed and moved to the door. She creaked the door open and allowed Buffy to scamper out of the room.
She heard the sound of splashing from outside. She moved to the window where the moonlight shone in through the crack of the translucent curtains. She saw Dick outside in the pool. He was by himself. He pushed himself over the edge of the pool and pulled himself out of the water. Rivets of water ran off his perfect pectorals and chiseled abdominals. His dark hair was pushed back out of his face. His icy blue eyes shone brightly in the moonlight. He looked like a Greek God. His face was perfectly sculpted.
Raven watched him silently. His perfectly toned back was facing her. He grabbed a towel off of the patio chair and slowly wiped the water from his face and patted it off of his chest. As if he could feel Raven watching him from the distance, he turned around. Their eyes immediately connected. Neither one changed their expression. Poker face engaged. Raven remained deadpan and even. Dick stayed perfectly stoic.
Finally Raven pulled herself away from the window. The curtains floating behind her, before going back to their resting position. Raven sat on the edge of her bed, and waited for the sound of the water again. Her eyes felt heavy and her head connected with the pillow. She heard the familiar splash from outside. She immediately fell asleep. She had the nightmare again. It had been recurring since she was a little girl. It left her tossing and turning, often crying and screaming in her sleep. She bolted awake, gasping. She took a deep breath, and calmed her breathing.
"Nightmares Kitten?" came a voice out of the darkness.
She twisted around to see Dick sitting in the wicker chair in the corner of the room. His face was concealed by darkness. She could only see his legs and the outline of his face. His eyes magnified in the dark. Raven immediately jumped out of bed, forgetting about how scantily clad she was.
"Where's Gar." She demanded.
Dick shrugged and stood up from the chair. He took a step forward into the light. "He had a little too much to drink and is sleeping it off downstairs."
Raven kept her glaze on Dick and not his bare chest. There was a moment of unbearable silence. Raven's eyes flashed towards the clock. 2:16. She darted towards the door ignoring how futile it was. She needed to take the chance. Being alone with Dick was dangerous. Dick grabbed her around the waist before she could reach the doorknob. She kicked and struggled helplessly in his arms. He easily picked her up, and silently took her abuse. He threw her on to the bed and quickly climbed on top of her. Raven kicked from underneath of him and pounded on his chest.
"Calm down." he said evenly. Raven ignored him and continued to thrash against him. His hand connected with her throat and tightly wrapped around her windpipe.
"Calm down." He bellowed loud enough to scare her. Her stomach convulsed in heavy breathing. "Jesus Kitten, I think you sometimes forget just how small you really are. What are you 5'2? 5'3?"
Raven growled in response. Dick loosened his grip on her neck. His thumb traced her jawbone, before sliding his hand down to the edge of her shirt. His hand lingered on her jutting hip bone. He stared curiously at the tattoo on her hip. It was a small circle in monotype corsiva font that read: live free die hard. His hand slid under the warmth of her shirt and rested firmly on her small breast.
Raven hated herself for not being able to fight him. She huffed angrily, trying to wiggle herself free. It was impossible. Dick reached up and yanked her top over her head. Raven began to fight against him again. She wildly battered and clobbered underneath of him. Dick took hold of both of her wrists and held them above her head. Their faces were practically touching, and he was pressed firmly against her.
"You're wasting your time doll face. I like it rough." He gave Raven another moment to uselessly beat on him. "Are you a masochist?"
"Go to hell!" she said through her teeth.
"Do you have daddy issues?" Dick said grinning.
Raven's stomach lurched. She stopped struggling and spat directly in Dick's eye. His expression remained unchanged. He recoiled slightly to wipe the spit out of his eye, and delivered a hard slap across her face. Raven's cheek burned. Pure panic began to set in. Her anxiety took over, and her throat began to close. Her eyes watered and she began to hyperventilate. Dick watched with amusement as she struggled to draw breath.
Of all the ways Raven had fantasized about dying, an anxiety attack was not the way. Her vision began to get blurry. Dick sighed in annoyance and let go of Raven's wrist and leaned over the bed. He pulled open the bedside drawer, and searched the drawer until he found what he was looking for. He shook the inhaler before he stuck it in Raven's mouth, and pressed the bottom of the button. Raven deeply inhaled.
She immediately felt her throat passage begin to open up. She laid there limply, dreading the next few moments. Dick was still looming over her. She was much too exhausted to even struggle slightly against him. She closed her eyes and prepared for Dick to have his way with her. She hated just how weak she was at that moment. Dick chuckled. She looked at him weakly.
"You're even more fucked up than I ever could have imagined." She turned her head away from him. He continued. "You know, I find that dreams are very revealing. You're a very interesting person to watch sleep. You happen to talk in your sleep. You want to know what you said." She closed her eyes and remained silent.
"You talk about your father. What he did to you. I must say it explains a lot."
Raven opened her eyes and stared at the dark wall across from her. She didn't dare look at Dick. She was convinced that she would be staring into the face of pure evil. Raven had struggled for many, many years to come to terms with what had happened to her. She had to see shrink until she was nineteen. To have him so casually reaffirm all those horrors, seemed so inhuman. She squeezed her eyes shut, to stop the tears from coming.
"What do you what from me?" she moaned miserably.
"I already told you." he said simply. "I'm going to destroy you."
Dick was laying directly on top of her. His lips attached to the silk skin of her neck. Her skin burned where he kissed her. Her mouth opened slightly, and released breathy moan. Dick ran his hands along her the curves of her waist, his fingers thumbing the band of her underwear. He trailed kisses down her neck to the valley between her breast, and finally her stomach. He moved back to her face, shoving his tongue down her throat. He nipped on her bottom lip. Two fingers hooked the inside of the pantyline, preparing to remove the rest of her clothing.
Raven opened her eyes, which connected immediately with his. Dick froze. His mouth opened slightly. He just stared at her. The peek of moonlight coming in from the crevice in the curtains directly above their heads illuminated her bright, violet eyes. They were so big, and blazing. Her raven hair fanned around her head like a dark halo. Raven's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"What?" she half whispered into the darkness.
Dick said nothing. He just looked at her as if she were some sort of epiphany. "You're so beautiful." he said, the most gentle she'd ever heard it.
Dick completely let go of her, and climbed off of her. He turned his back to her and made his way towards the door. He stopped midway and sighed deeply. "We've got to stop meeting like this Kitten." He told her before leaving.
He closed the door behind him. Raven laid mostly nude, the sheets twisted around her. She stared at the ceiling pondering what just happened. The clock blinked 3:08. She pulled her sheets over her bare chest. Dick's words from earlier rang in her mind.
You'll come around eventually.
They sent her heart into palpitations. She could no longer deny the sexual desire she had for him, as unwilling as it was. Part of her wished he would have just taken her right then and there, and leave any fear of her willingly giving herself to him sometime in the future. He wanted to destroy her. He told her himself. He wouldn't stop until he did, the truth was in his eyes. His scary, blazing, menacing blue eyes. She wasn't sure how long she could play this game. It was even too dangerous for her.
I'm going to destroy you.
She could hear the truth of his words. He wasn't a liar. His soul was black.
-"Show me your teeth."-
Oh my when did I become a smut peddler? Hey, do you like the new style of the title?
Song: Teeth- Lady Gaga