Raven tapped her fingers together as she fidgeted with her computer, looking at the screen and then looking away. Pulling up her favorite news site before returning to her school's grading page. She was antsy, discontent, and agitated. Beast Boy had to keep his mouth shut, or he was likely to laugh hysterically at her. In all their time together, he had never seen her act this way. Even when she was nervous or upset with something (namely him), she had never tapped her toes or chewed on her nails. She was the perfect expression of calm and poised, and cool and collected. Now, she looked like she was tweaking out.
"They're just grades, Rae." He leaned over the kitchen counter and stared at her in the living room, his eyes searching her face as she stared at him. "If you fail, you're not going to die."
"No, but I'll lose my scholarship." She looked over at him and sighed, trying to fight the restless feeling inside of her. She rubbed her hands together and glared at the closed laptop again. "I worked too hard to lose my scholarship because my grades dropped."
"I don't know what you're worried about. You're the smartest person I know." He sighed and moved through the small space to sit next to her on the sofa. He took her hand and looked into her eyes. "There's no way you could ever fail a class, let alone a paper that you worked your ass off writing. You'll be fine, you just need to calm down."
Her words were silenced by his lips on her own, and Beast Boy felt her body tense before relaxing into his touch, grip loosening on the laptop in her lap. He smiled against her kiss, realizing exactly what he needed to do to take her mind off her grades, and keep her occupied for at least a little bit longer.
She pulled away from the kiss first, a faint blush smeared across her pale cheeks. Her eyes narrowed and she glared at him, but there was no anger in her expression. That was a good sign. "Stop trying to distract me. You're making this worse."
"Oh… I thought I was just making use of our free time. After all, you seem to enjoy it." He chuckled and leaned closer to her, taking the laptop out of her hands and placing it on the floor. Raven inched away from him still glaring as he invaded her space. Underneath the angry I, he could hear the blood pump through her veins and smell the sweet scent of her arousal as he pushed her deeper into the sofa cushions.
"I am not enjoying this." She frowned.
"Come on, Raven. Don't lie to me." He slid his tongue along her jugular, feeling her pulse flutter beneath his lips as he moved. His body tightened in response, and he wanted nothing more than to pin her beneath him as he made delightful use of all their free time today. "You smell amazing. Like tea… and sex."
"Stop it. This isn't funny, Gar." Her words trembled under the weight of her arousal, and her hands instinctively went to tangle into his hair.
"It's not supposed to be funny." Beast Boy smiled against her throat, taking a moment to nip at the tender, exposed flesh. He pulled her shirt off over her head and tossed it away somewhere in the room, all while flashing her a predatory grin. "I think I know just what you need to get your mind off all your troubles…"
She tried to glare at him, but he saw the way her pupils dilated and the hitch in her breath as he drew his tongue over the soft swell of her breasts, peeking over the top of her boring, cotton bra. He was really beginning to hate that she wore clothes around her house, she should really just skip all the pleasantries and walk around naked as much as she could.
His grip tightened on her hips, and he moved her to the area rug on the floor, pinning her beneath his weight as his lips found her own and feasted. He heard the soft moan in his ears and his body reacted instantly, tightening to the point of pain. It was a testament to his strength of will that he didn't dominate her right there. His fingers slipped into the waistband of her jeans, deftly unfastening them and pulling them from her body in a single movement.
"Stop this." Raven gasped and tried to push him away, glaring. Beast Boy caught her wrists in his hands and smiled with a sudden, wicked idea. If her hands were so eager to reach for her laptop, then he would just have to figure out how to keep her from moving.
He pulled her up on her knees and slid behind her, running his hands softly over her body, tracing a path from sternum to naval. His teeth bit down on her ear and tugged, while his hands palmed her breasts and traced her nipples. "I think…" He licked the shell of her ear. "You should choose a safety word."
Before Raven even had time to process his suggestion, Beast Boy took the belt from his own pants and threaded it between her wrists. He worked it tight enough so that it limited her movement, but carefully enough that with a simple pull of her wrists Raven could escape. After all, he didn't really want to restrict or hurt her. He still wanted her to be in control if she wanted it.
"This isn't funny, Beast Boy." She glared at him as he moved around to sit in front of her. Raven sat on her knees, arms tied behind her back, basically presenting her breasts to him as if they were dessert at a fancy restaurant. The fire in her eyes was a mixture of anger and excitement, but she tried to dwell more on the former emotion."I am actually worried about my grades and having you try to distract me isn't funny."
"I don't know… you seem to be enjoying it." He slid a hand between her knees and pushed his fingers inside her. Heat bathed his hand and he grinned down at her, feeling her body react instantly to his touch. "Besides, I wasn't trying to be funny."
He slid his hand from her body and tasted the moisture on his fingertips, hearing the hitch in her breath as he did so. "I want to know, Raven… if you're so determined to get away from me… why haven't you escaped yet? You know that knot is loose. You know you can run away at any moment, so why haven't you?"
Raven's eyes caught his, and he saw the game reflected in her stare. She was playing with him, trying to get him to dominate her in the most exciting ways. Hot. Oh god, so fucking hot. A moment passed and she looked away indignantly, the game fading back into the previous angry I. "You're the one that tied me up, so you're the who should let me go. So, stop this and let me go back to what I was doing."
"No." He curled his fingers under her chin and grinned into her face. "I think I like seeing you at my mercy."
Fire flashed in her expression. "I'm at no one's mercy, Gar. Least of all yours."
He speared her with his fingers again, and she moaned, tilting her head back. Her body was beyond ready to be dominated, but he wanted to tease just a little bit longer. At least until his own control started to suffer. He ran his tongue over her breasts again, capturing her nipple between his teeth and tugging. She cried out, and pulled at her restraints, as if her hands were desperate to touch him and reciprocate the pleasure.
Beast Boy stepped back from her and pulled off his clothes, leaving him naked and standing in front of her. In what he assumed to be an instinct reaction, she licked her lips and drew her eyes over his body in a long exploration. He fought off a chuckle, pleased to know that she still enjoyed looking at his body. He moved toward the sofa and sat down, wrapping his hand around erection as he stared at his girlfriend tied up on the floor, watching him.
"That's not fair." There was genuine frustration in her eyes now, but she still kept her hands tied behind her back. "You can't tease me and deny me."
"I thought that's what teasing was."
"I won't hesitate to fix this myself."
He raised an eyebrow, feeling excited by the prospect of watching Raven touch herself. "I won't hesitate to jack off to my girlfriend touching herself."
Raven raised herself to her feet with what limited movement she had, and walked over to him, real fire starting to burn in her eyes. A spike of remorse shot through him at the sight. Maybe he had taken the teasing just a little too far after all. He stood up, making sure to push her back out of his space as he did so.
"On your knees, Raven. I didn't say you could get up."
"I'm not your toy."
"I beg to differ." He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back down to her knees. He walked behind her and kneeled, his hands stroking her from neck to thigh, dipping inside her just enough to excite, but not enough to pleasure. "I think that in this moment, you are my toy." He bit down on her ear as he slid his fingers inside her body again, rubbing his thumb over her clit. "And I haven't always been very nice to my toys. Sometimes, I just played a little too hard."
He put a hand on the base of her neck and pushed her forward, so that her chest was laying in the sofa and her hands were still tied behind her. She groaned and her fingers fidgeted in her restraints, desperate for something to fill the ache inside her. He was only too happy to fulfill that need.
Beast Boy pushed himself inside her and she cried out, her head tilting back as sweat erupted over her skin. Looking at her tied up beneath him, pleasuring her at his own mercy, he lost all control of himself. His hands bit into her hips with enough force to bruise, and he relentlessly filled her. Her body tightened and trembled around him, seeking release as he continued to pleasure her to the point of pain.
He felt his body restrict, his senses come to a sharp point. Somewhere during his primeval conquering of Raven's body, she had broken her restraints and now clawed at the upholstery under her. She screamed his name and threw her head back in wild abandon as her release crashed through her like a tidal wave. Beast Boy lost his own control and cried out, her name falling from his lips as they let themselves be tossed around by their own pleasure.
Minutes passed and he released his hands from her hips, falling back against the plush area rug beneath them. Raven groaned and slid off the sofa into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder as she tried to say something that came out as a jumbled mess of words and phrases (not all of them English). Without really wanting to move, he grabbed a throw blanket dangling from the edge of her sofa and pulled it over their bodies, feeling Raven twitch with the sensation of something on her skin.
She raised an eyebrow and buried her face into his neck, stifling a yawn. "Shut up."
"Okay." He kissed her forehead and pulled her closer, running his hand over the light-red marks on her wrist. Next time he would be sure to use something a little softer to tie her up. More silence passed and he felt her body become heavy and leaden on his shoulder. He looked down into her sleeping face and realized with some degree of satisfaction that he had sufficiently distracted her.
Sorry for my absence… I know I kinda fail at life. However, I hope you take this moment of smut as a peace offering.
So, I had a really great and thoughtful review last chapter pointing out that my story was a little disjointed and didn't flow right, and I realized that I didn't clarify that I really hadn't intended this to be a full, cohesive story or plot. I really meant for it to be moments and interactions that followed a timeline and reflected a tumultuous relationship, but not really have much of a plot. I mean, let's be honest, it's at least 50% smut. So, that was my bad that I didn't clarify that.
Anyway, thanks for reading at let me know what you think!