Ladies and gentlemen, the semi-conclusion of Sadomasochism.
This chapter and a fourth (possibly a fifth) will be the end of Sadomasochism. I intended to make it longer, but I've decided to do something a little different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, duh. In this adaptation, Raven can make potions; I figured she could because of what she did in the Malchior episode and "The Prophecy," with her little magic circle and stuff.
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"Raven, must you always request black for the polishing of nails?"
Tonight. This night. This EVENING.
"Maybe I'll go with purple today, if you really want me to," Raven replied flatly.
"A color change would be fantastic!"
With a huge smile of triumph stretched across her face, Starfire vigorously shook the delicate bottle of paint before unscrewing the top. Raven held out her hands nonchalantly, fingers outstretched, and Starfire commenced with her self-appointed job.
Tonight. It would be perfect. Lure him into her room somehow, lock the door, and fuck him senseless, just the way she always wanted.
But how to lure him in? And how would I get him to stay up until the rest of the house is asleep?
Raven craned her neck to the side very subtly to get a glimpse at the digital clock on Starfire's nightstand. It was about 5:30 PM. There was no time for an elaborate confession of infatuation or courtship. Raven was going to have to make a home-run tonight. The cloaked telekinetic sighed, squeezing her eyes shut, reflecting on the notes she had stuffed behind one of the books in her bedroom. After a few moments, the page was clear in her mind's eye, as though she had taken a snapshot of the writing itself.
"Relatively simple-minded. Luring him into the bedroom is the conflict, maybe the wooing.
"Everyone must be fast asleep. No one can hear. This is for him and me only."
A few words were crossed out here and there before Raven had come up with an idea, which had been a potion recorded in one of the many spellbooks on her shelves. It would keep the other three Titans out cold for the entire night. Raven had scribbled down the ingredients of the concoction into her notes.
Maybe it wasn't a good idea because they were supposed to be on alert all the time in case of a night-time conflict that they had to settle, but that rarely happened around this time of the year.
"A subtle way to administer the potion. Has to be a time when it would be plausible that they would fall asleep naturally.
"Spiked. In drinks or food... the room should be dark, so that it seems as though they fall asleep on their own. Dinner in the dark? People it snacks in the dark...
"Movie. Movie night. We always have popcorn, soda, and candy on movie nights.
"- Popcorn. One with butter, and then the other that has no butter for Gar. He would never touch the buttered popcorn, as vegan as he is.
"- Candy. Can't do much with the candy.
"- Soda. Easy enough. Use everyone's favorite cups, spike Cyborg's, Robin's, and Starfire's."
She had drawn an intricate squiggly line here to illustrate her transition from musings to the plan.
"- Spike the buttered popcorn. Give Beast Boy unbuttered popcorn.
"- Spike sodas in people's cups. Except mine and Gar's.
"- Pick a movie with more plot movement, less action. Maybe 'The Last Samurai.' There's no action until the end.
"- Woo Gar into my bedroom."
"Raven? Friend Raven, are you in pain?"
Raven's attention snapped back to the situation in the present.
"Hm? No, I'm fine, Starfire. Why?"
"Oh, you seemed as though you were aching. Your eyes were squeezed together like the yiurwdavks of a plorfga!"
Silence trickled into the room as Raven's visage contorted into that of confusion, before her mind slipped back into planning.
Woo. I'll have to improvise. Shouldn't be hard.
Starfire broke the silence quickly.
"Do your admire the 'paint job' of yours?" Starfire inquired brightly.
Just do what the situation calls for. Garfield will buy it.
Raven lifted her hands to inspect the coat of color that Starfire had placed on her nails. It was a rich purple that matched the shade of her hair.
"Yes," Raven said with a smile, in response to Starfire's question as well as to her thoughts.
The plan starts now.
"Starfire, do you think we could convince the boys for a movie tonight?"
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"The Last Samurai!" Beast Boy cried.
"Why?" Robin asked. "We should watch 'The Batman Returns'."
"I give my vote for 'The Last of the Samurai'!" Starfire squealed eagerly. "We have not watched it in aeons!"
"We were taking a vote?" Cyborg queried.
Raven sat with her legs crossed at the knee, perched on the back of the couch. The buttered popcorn and the sodas were spiked with the sleeping concoction, except for hers and Beast Boy's. All she had to do now was wait for them to ingest it and react to it during the movie so that she could make her move on Beast Boy and finally initiate what she had been waiting to do for a very long time.
"I have initiated a vote," Starfire replied pleasantly.
"Sure then, Last Samurai," Cyborg agreed half-heartedly. "Man, we gotta get new movies!" He sighed. "How 'bout you, Rae?"
"Last Samurai," Raven said cooly. "Majority rules."
"Damn," Robin muttered.
"Yes, hahaha!" Beast Boy said, uttering that squeaky, cracked laugh that Raven loved so much. Eagerly, the changeling bounded to the DVD player and put the movie inside the device. "Turn the lights off!"
With Raven's telekinesis and a slight flick of her index finger, the lights were off. Beast Boy pressed 'play' on the machine, and the movie began.
Starfire was the first to fall asleep. The alien had scooted downward to a slouch and leaned her head on Robin's shoulder. He, too, fell asleep after about an hour of the movie. Cyborg had polished off the bowl of popcorn, however, and was still awake. Raven worried the inside of her cheek, slightly overcome by apprehension, hoping that Cyborg would fall into slumber before the movie ended. Thankfully, her hopes were answered, and the half-robot was out cold at the very last fight scene, when the character played by Tom Cruise is the last man standing.
Soon, the credits were rolling, and Beast Boy slid from the couch and shut off the DVD player. The only light left in the room was the feeble glow emanating from the television.
Yes. Perfect. Finally. I have Gar all to myself and I... slowly. Gently.
"Holy crap," Beast Boy squeaked. "They're all asleep."
"Yeah," Raven said, keeping her usual cool, collected tone of voice. "I guess you and I were the only ones who liked it enough to stay awake." Raven smiled. "That's one thing we have in common."
"Yup." Beast Boy grinned. "Wait, you liked the movie?"
"Sure. There's culture, and there's action. I mean, I mostly prefer horror, but how can I be on a superhero team if I don't like action?" As she said this, the telekinetic levitated over to the floor and took a seat next to the changeling.
Where is this all coming from?
"Heh heh... yeah. Well, that can't be the only thing in common. I mean, there's a lot more, I've thought about it --"
Beast Boy seemed to realize what he was implying and abruptly stopped. Raven knew that both her mind and Beast Boy's were conjuring memories of times they were betrayed, times when they lost control... the things that they had in common that one couldn't reach by scratching the surface.
This sudden depth of emotion in the conversation was not what Raven had planned, so she quickly grabbed the steering wheel and swerved the conversation in a lighter direction, even only slightly.
"Thought about it?" Raven asked with a smirk.
"Uh..." Beast Boy averted his eyes and rubbed his arm, a reddish tint creeping along his cheeks.
Raven chuckled. "Beast Boy --" Yes, yes! YES! "-- You are too cute."
Raven didn't waste a beat as she grabbed the changeling's shoulders, pulled him closer, and planted her lips upon his.
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-A/N-
You won't have to wait another year for the next chapter! The final chapter will be out sometime this week, because I have time and I'm motivated. In the meantime, here's your cliffhanger. Please review.