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Also, I heavily implied this at the beginning, but I should make it 100% clear for the record: this series is set ~10 years after the Teen Titans first teamed up, and they are therefore all in their 20s and go by just the Titans now.
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By now, Beast Boy was getting used to the strange dark world
he was lost in, and to Raven’s constant disappearing and reappearing. Besides,
she was making it more than worth it–at least when she was around, but just
now she had disappeared again…
“Hey,” said Raven, startling Beast Boy. He turned
to face her.
“Orange, huh?” he asked. “That’s new.”
Raven shrugged. “Whatevs.” She stepped very close
to him. “I’m hungry.”
Beast Boy grinned. “Yeah?”
Raven smiled back. “Yeah.”
It was obvious she wanted the same thing she’d wanted every
time he came back, and he had no objections to giving it to her. “I think
I’ve got something to fill you up…” he said in what he thought was a
suave tone.
Meanwhile, in the real world, Raven was suddenly starving.
She untangled herself from the exhausted, barely conscious Robin and stood up. Is
it over? she thought. It certainly seemed to be–the main thing she was
feeling right now was hunger, not the overwhelming lust that had been driving
her all day. She decided to grab some food, then lock herself in her room until
she was sure she was back to normal.
Although I wouldn’t mind too much if I stayed this way…
this is pretty fun! She suppressed a giggle. Then she frowned–that thought
seemed odd somehow, like it wasn’t normal. But if I’m not normal of course
my thoughts won’t be normal, silly! She giggled again. It felt good.
She gestured, and her usual outfit materialized around her
while sweat and other, stickier fluids evaporated away. She hurried to the
kitchen, hoping not to run into anyone before she got there.
Technically, she didn’t. Once she got there, however,
she found Cyborg busy assembling an enormous pile of food. So far he had
three-quarters of a cold pizza, what appeared to be an entire roast chicken, and
a multi-decker sandwich that looked like it involved at least four different
kinds of cheese, eleven different deli meats, two entire loaves of bread, and
possibly a slice of tomato in there somewhere.
“Hey Raven!” he said. “I was about to have a
snack, you want some?”
Cold pizza was normally enough to turn Raven’s stomach, but
at the sight of it, her stomach growled. Well, why the hell not? she
thought. She picked up a slice, took a nibble, and then jammed the whole thing
into mouth greedily. “That was amazing!” she breathed,
immediately grabbing two more slices.
“Hey!” protested Cyborg. “I said some,
not all of it!”
The two quickly devoured every bit of food on the table,
greedily, noisily, and messily. Raven usually hated the way Cyborg and Beast
Boy ate, but she just couldn’t seem to care right now. Being sloppy was fun,
it was freeing, and dammit there wasn’t any food left!
She looked at Cyborg, who was leaning back and picking his
teeth, apparently unaware of the sandwich crumbs and flying bits of pizza
spattered over his armor and skin. There was one bit of swiss cheese stuck to
his neck that drew Raven’s eyes like a magnet, and without thinking about it–and
it was just so much easier to not think too much about these kinds of
things, she was realizing–she leapt at him and licked it off his neck.
“Wow, Raven!” Cyborg drew back, startled.
“What are you–”
“Shut up,” said Raven, intensely aware of the
taste of him still tingling on her tongue, his hard body against hers. It’s
happening again it’s happening again it’s… “My belly’s full but my
pussy’s still empty, and you are soooo tasty!” What am I saying?
she thought, but another thought bubbled up, If I think about it too much,
I’ll miss out on the fun.
“Raven,” he said hesitantly. “Are you sure it’s
a good idea to–”
“Who cares?” Raven interrupted, realizing that, at
least right now, she didn’t. She straddled Cyborg, linked her arms around his
neck, and said simply “I wanna fuck. Do you?”
Cyborg stared at her a moment longer, then grinned.
“Yeah I do!”
Raven laughed and reached down between his legs. Her hand
met cold steel, and she frowned in disappointment–but then a panel slid open
with a hiss, and Cyborg’s stiff cock emerged into Raven’s hand.
“Oooh yeah,” she moaned. “That’s what I
want…” She slid off Cyborg’s lap, dissolving her leggings and cape while
she did. “God, I need it so bad…”
She glanced back at Cyborg, who seemed to be hesitating
again. “Come on!” she urged, the words seeming to bubble up from some
demanding, uncaring, crude part of her she’d never found before. “Ram that
big hard cock of yours into me!” She reached back to spread her pussy lips
and waggled her butt enticingly. “What are you waiting for, just fuck
me!”
Cyborg didn’t need any more encouragement. He
grabbed her hips and pushed into her.
Cyborg fucked Raven hard and fast on the couch, while she
eagerly urged him on. “Fuck! Yes!” she panted between thrusts.
“Fuck me! Harder!”
Still pounding her, Cyborg grabbed her waist, lifted, and
straightened up. Raven squealed in pleasure as she found herself handing in the
air, supported only by Cyborg’s hands and cock. She reached up and behind to
grasp his shoulders while he continued bouncing her on his cock, and he moved
his hands up to her breasts.
She let the rest of her clothing dissolve as he roughly
squeezed her breasts, and the added shock of sensation was enough to push her
over the edge and cum. She shuddered and shook, pressing herself back against
him. “Oh, fuck…” she moaned, eyes tightly shut.
She felt motion, and then she was on a hard surface. She
opened her eyes to find Cyborg had put her down on the kitchen table. A moment
later, he started thrusting again. “Oh fuck yes!” she moaned,
grinning back at him while his huge cock pounded her, pumping in and out with
perfect mechanical precision. “Use me! Fuck me! Fill me!” She felt
dirty, and wild, and free, and then she was cumming again, and then again, and
then again.
Sometime after her fourth orgasm, she was flat on her back
on the table, legs spread wide and hanging over the edge while Cyborg thrust
down into her. “Gettin’ close!” he panted.
A sudden fantasy surged in Raven’s sex-addled mind. It felt
filthy, and naughty, and wrong, and that made it incredibly hot.
“Cum all over me!” she begged.
Cyborg laughed and pulled out. Raven immediately sat up and
brought her mouth and hands to his cock. She licked it, but it looked much too
big to get her lips around. On the other hand, it had somehow fit in her
pussy…
Cyborg settled things by grabbing the back of her head and
pushing her onto it. She wrapped her lips around as much as she could and
started to suck.
“Ah yeah,” said Cyborg. “Yeah, yeah,
yeeahh… BOO-YAH!” With that, he pulled suddenly out of Raven’s mouth and
came.
***
At the same moment, deep in Raven’s mindscape, Beast Boy
came all over what he thought was her, but was actually just the sloppy, crude,
rude, greedy manifestation of her Appetite.
Or had been. As Raven rubbed Cyborg’s spunk into her skin,
then brought her fingers to her mouth to taste it, reveling in how deliciously
filthy it all was, her Appetite and her Lust were one.
Raven’s Lust’s plans were very close to
complete. Absorbing Happiness had been a test, Intellect a major step forward,
and now Appetite had brought her over the edge. She was finally powerful enough
to challenge Raven’s strongest emotion of all…