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Robin stared at the forbidden door of his best friend, his brain screaming and fighting itself about what he knew was coming next. The mixture of guilt and anxiety was sweetened just a bit by excitement. Honestly, the fact that he was standing here was not something the hero had anticipated or even considered. It felt wrong.
It was only yesterday that he had been walking towards the door of his office to get another report to process when Raven bumped into him. It didn’t take a scientist to see something was bothering her.
“You okay?” he had asked.
She looked at him with slightly glassy eyes and nodded, took to steps, turned to face him again, stepped forward, back, forward, and then walked up gripping his hand. She had shoved a crumpled piece of paper in his hand. She then hurried away.
Robin had continued to his office, sat down and stared at it not sure what it meant. It had two lines.
Kogdroch 313:12
“My room. Tomorrow at 11pm.Please.”
The first FindAnything search showed that Kogdroch was the name of a mythical demon from the 12th century who instead of trying to devour the world, sat down and gave interviews for the lack of a better word. The book fo Kogdroch was a basic go to book for anyone who was studying magic and demonology so getting an online copy wasn’t that hard. It was what he had read the made his brain do flips.
“And thus Kogdroch said with a smirk upon his horrid face. ‘We, of the other world are shackled to our desires and avarices. For at our maturity, we must satisfy the heat of our blood or lose control of our very beings. Blessed is the one who satiates the spawn of our world for they will earn the prize and favor of the darkness.”
Of course, there were a lot of treatises about what that actually meant but most of it was philosophical pining of the balance of monsters and humanity. Moral grayness that irritated Robin.
It was actually the call to Constantine that pretty much hammered in the nails of the proverbial coffin.
“Say that again?” Constantine had asked with a smirk on his lips after chasing Zanatanna out of his room when Robin had mentioned the first.
“I was saying,” Robin cleared his voice again. “Raven gave me a paper with a reference to a Demonology book on it and I can make no sense of it. She doesn’t want to come out of her room and she’s not talking to anyone else.”
“Book of Kogdroch.”
“Yeah. 313:12 is the chapter and verse.”
The grin slowly spread across the englishman’s face and he leaned back in his chair.
“You are one lucky young man,” he chuckled.
“What do you mean?”
“Raven is part demon, yes?”
“Yes.”
“And you are her most trusted confidant.”
“I hope so.”
“Oh, you are. Trust me. She needs your attention.”
Robin rolled his eyes. Speaking cryptically again annoyed him.
“Just spit it out, Constantine. I’m worried about my friend.”
That cause the sorcerer to burst out laughing which only fanned Robin’s irritation.He knew he should haven’t have called.
“People like Raven may be human but they have the monster inside of them. She’s feeling the pressure of her ancestry.”
“And…”
“Robin,” Constantine leaned forward. “Raven is in desperate need of a shag.”
Oh, the blush that exploded on Robin’s face as the pieces fell into place.
“and she trusts you with this knowledge. She wants you to meet her tonight and give her what she needs.”
Robin shook his head. “We’re not dating or anything.”
“She’s not asking for a date, Robin. She’s got physical needs that are consuming her. I’m assuming the poor dear hasn’t been able to resolve the problem herself and needs more. She wants you Robin. She wants you to go to her room tonight and rut her good.”
Yes. It was rude to shut off the channel so abruptly but he couldn’t take it anymore. The next two hours of research held up what Constantine said and also hints that Raven’s powers might become uncontrollable and devolve into a more demonic state if not taken care of.
And thus here he was standing. He had a bouquet of flowers, a bottle of wine, and also a box of chocolates under his arm. He didn’t drink but he didn’t know if Raven did? If what Constantine was saying was true, he just felt so guilty to show up empty handed.
Finally, the moment of truth. He knocked on the door. He only got one tap in before it opened, the darkness waiting for him.
“Come in,” came his best friend’s voice. There was a tremor in that normally steady voice.
Bracing himself like a man heading to the firing squad, he strode in. It only took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the very low lights and could make out the sweet smell of some exotic spice, the incense sticks burning in different parts of the room. The room was actually done up very cozy, Raven’s circular bed covered with pillows. They moved and slinkng out of it he so the small frame of his friend. Her gray face was unusually flush and her eyes wide and glassy.
“You came,” was her response in what sounded like a relief from terror.
“You said you needed me. I…uh…read your note and did research. I think I know what you want…I hope?”
Because if he was wrong, it was going to really put a strain on their friendship.
“Please tell me you called Constantine.”
Well, that was not a sentence he thought she would say. The Justice League sorcerer was a demon hunter and that put him at odds with Raven at times.
“He said you have…physical needs that need to be met.” Robin said diplomatically.
“I desperately need to fuck,” Raven blurted out. The crimson blush spread even farther but she had already said it.
The door slid shut behind them and Robin stepped forward not sure what do to now. Raven shifted and came out of the pile of pillows showing that she had a silken nightgown that was barely staying on. The exposed gray skin flushed a deep red.
“Are you alright?” Robin asked as she came up to him silently wrapping her arms around his waist. Feeling her hot body pressed up against him made him realize in a few moments his pants were going to become uncomfortable.
“I…I’m in heat,” Raven said burying her head in his shoulder.
“Raven, I…”
“I can’t look at you right now. Just shut up and let me explain. Then you can talk,” she said muffled from his shirt.
Robin gently wrapped his arms around her and the mystic seemed to melt into his arms.
“I’m twenty-four,” she started. “I’m at full maturity for a demon now so that DNA is starting to affect me. One of the last curses my father gave me. Every ten years I go into a heat which makes me want…physical intimacy. If I don’t do anything about it, it’ll pass over the next two weeks but I risk losing control of my powers and becoming more…monstrous. A predator.”
“I see.”
“Shut up. I’m not done talking,” she said but giggled into his shirt.
“It’s easier if I…spend some time with someone and since you’re my best friend. I was hoping you’d be willing to…you know…help?”
Robin opened his mouth to respond but she cut him off. “Look i know I’m asking a lot and really just jumping from us being good friends to wanting you in my bed but still I need too—”
The Boy Wonder stopped his mind and let his body take over. He pressed his lips against hers and though they immediately silenced her, he could feel the tremble through her entire body and she pressed closer.
The bottle of wine clunked on the thick plus carpet and the box of chocolates fluttering away beside it.
Reaching around and lowering his hands to cup her backside, he grabbed a handful with each hand and lifted her up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he could feel the fire between her legs pressed up against his stomach. Carrying her over to the bed, he fell back with her on top and let her continue to attack his mouth.
For the most part, Robin let her take the lead. More out of nervousness of not knowing what to really do and the fact that he doubted she was going to let him do anything. Her kisses deepened as he ran his hands down her back, her tongue invading and seeking his own. A few times he was worried if she was going to come up for air but the sensations of this warm woman in his arms blurred out any concerns.
He had loved Raven. It was never sexual attraction except he knew she was a beautiful girl. It had always been the smile that she would save for him or the gentle touch of her hand when he was getting frustrated. He always felt their love was strong but more platonic. Never once had he thought of trying to take it to the next level as contentment was all he sensed through the bond they shared. Now though, he had an opportunity to know his best friend much more intimately.
Deciding that it was now or never, Robin reached down to the hem of her nightgown and slipped a hand underneath, his palm cupping the smooth and soft skin of her backside. She murmured into his mouth approvingly and then slowly shifted towards her inner thigh testing to see how she would respond.
She purred in approval as he allowed his fingers to push between her legs following the contour of her skin and it was his ring finger that brushed against his best friend’s most intimate flesh. At first he froze the realization that not only was he touching a woman’s outer lips of her private parts, it was Raven’s.
She must have sensed the hesitation and broke her connection with his lips. She smiled at him, her face extremely flushed. Lowering her mouth to his ear she whispered.
“You can touch my bathing suit area, Richard.” Raven teased.
Oh? She wanted to tease him. He moved his fingers across the curving lips and ran a finger down the center of her slit making sure his finger dipped just deep enough to massage the inner wall of her vagina. Immediately he felt her muscles pulse from the touch and she let out an erotic whimper into his ear.
Before she could catch her breath, he added a few more fingers and began to run them up and down between her legs making sure to gently caress the nub at the front of her mound and then tease just enough towards her back to suggest he was going to invade her forbidden entrance.
Raven’s hips bucked on him as he continued to toy and tease her with her own body. One thing his own cloudy mind had noticed was that it was like hot silk as her body was producing an overabundance of moisture from his playing. She continued to whimper desperately into her ear.
“You going to be a good girl?” he teased her.
“Richard Grayson—” she started lifting her head but he pressed his pinky against her clitoris and inserted two fingers a quarter of the way in. Moving the pinky in smooth circular motions Raven let out a cry and buried her head in his neck. Slowly he sped up as the other fingers dipped in and out just a bit farther. Her muscles began to tighten and she whispered hoarsely into his ear.
“I’m going to cum.”
Before anything else could happen, she clamped down on his two fingers and immediately felt wetness flush into his hand soaking the sheets. For a second, he was worried he had injured her but her body refused to let go of his fingers. Robin could feel the pulsing of the muscles that lasted a few more moments before releasing.
Raven gasped out the breath she was holding and showered him with kisses.
“Is that what you needed?” Robin asked.
“Yes,” Raven said with a nod. Robin began to shift up but she pushed him back down. To his amazement her gown slipped off and his eyes were fixated on her full breasts just a few inches from his face. They were a lot bigger than her uniform gave away but his brain simply shut down at such a glorious site.
“You like them?” she asked coyly.
“They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
The flush deepened in her cheeks.
“You can touch them if you want.”
There was no reason to ask twice. He found his hands had moved on their own volition to cup and hold the extremely soft skin and let his thumbs flick against the dark nipples that stiffened at his touch.
Raven let out a coo as his hands manipulated another one of her erogenous zones. He had been so focused on playing with the gifts offered to him that he hadn’t realized what she was doing. Not until he felt his own private part freed from the confines of his pants.
He opened his mouth to say something but what was he supposed to say? He had his hands kneading her breasts. Robin felt her hot hands grip him tightly and she smiled at him.
“Nice.”
That should not have been as much of a relief as it came over him but he grinned at her like an idiot.
“Sit up.”
Who was he to disobey? He scooted up till she pushed him up against the headboard of her bed. He wasn’t quite sure what she was doing until the tip of his cock felt hot. She had moved her hips to hover over top of him and gently settled the tip between her lower lips.
“Okay?” she asked hesitantly.
Placing his hands around her waist, he gently pushed the curve of her hips down and tried his best not to grin like an idiot. He felt himself press against, pass and enter her, his own shaft gripped by her inner muscles as he sunk into her. She let out a quiet whine, her eyes closed as he filled her up.
With her butt against his legs, Robin marveled at the fact that he was buried deep within the woman he loved. She grinned at him stupidly.
“It fits.” she giggled.
“Thank god.”
She began to lift her hips and for a split second, he panicked at the idea of not being inside her body but that that irrational panic left as she sunk back down. Robin studied the emotions of ecstasy and pleasure wash over his lover’s face as she began to ride him. She leaned forward placing her hands on his chest, then ripped his shirt off of him that was in the way and dug her fingers into his skin holding up. Her hips began to rise and fall harder and the whimpers escaped her mouth.
As much as he was enjoying the exquisite feelings rushing through his penis and hips, he felt the tingle at the base and tried to slower her down.
“Raven.”
“Please.”
“Raven. I’m getting close…”
“Please hold off. I’m begging you. This is so good.”
Baseball, mathematics, Beast Boy whining about not having money in his bank account. Robin tried to think about anything that wasn’t the fact that Raven was using him as a fuck toy.
“Raven!”
“Almost!”
He felt her tighten on him and it took every bit of will power not to paint the insides of her body with his own contribution. He dug his own nails into his leg as she squealed unabashedly as the orgasm swept over her.
Raven finally collapsed on his chest gasping for air and each shift and twitch was torture.
“Thank you,” she murmured out nuzzling him.
“Hey, that’s what friends are for?” Robin said more focused on the fact her insides were rubbing against him and it was very distracting.
“You saying all friends are for fucking or you want to fuck your other friends?” Raven asked with a raised eyebrow.
“What? No!” he quickly said realizing. “I’m just…Raven. I’m still—”
She grinned and wiggled her hips before leaning to her right. His brain screamed in disappointment as he slid out of her, her bodily fluids still coating him. He was a gentleman. He wasn’t going to complain. He was there for her.
“Richard.”
Robin looked over to where Raven had moved and found her on all fours, her ass raised up. Everything was exposed to his view which somehow made him harder than he had been earlier. Her pussy leaked a bit of fluid but was a deep red from the arousement she still had. His eyes ate everything up.
“I got to use you. It’s your turn. Take as long as you want to look and then help yourself,” she murmured to him with.
Robin did just that. He ran his fingers between her slit and even when his fingers were soaked went a little further up to her back door and massaged the bundled of nerves. She squeaked for a moment but when she realized he wasn’t planning to penetrate her there, she relaxed.
“You’re absolutely beautiful,” Robin said getting on his knees.
“Please,” Raven said with a gleam in her eyes.“Use me.”
That was when Robin lost his ability to think. Aiming his own sex at her entrance, he pushed gently until it slipped past and into her vagina. He felt her muscles respond with a minor twitch at the angle of intrusion but welcomed him in. He did not wait as his own body wanted to explode.
He began to thrust into her with abandon watching how his own body fit perfectly with hers and gripped and loved on her butt and thighs. He even decided to be absolutely brave and took his thumb and rubbed her asshole giving it gentle pushes just to tease. He could feel her own muscles tighten from the very thought of intrusion.
Robin felt it again, the burning tightness in his loins as his own climax began to work its way through his body.
As each thrust began to bring him to the edge, he felt the tickle, withdrew and pressed the head of his penis between her butt cheeks and let the flood of semen out pulsing and splashing against her asshole. His mind exploded in fire as powerful muscles emptied his balls of everything in it in one of the most pleasurable and painful experiences of his life. He held his dick against her back door as he continued to empty out the white splashing like a crazy painter across her gorgeous cheeks and back. He gasped for air as the last of the contractions finished what little remained then fell back lecherously admiring his work to her body.
Raven sat up and back on her legs, the mess he made dribbling erotically down her. He was just so out of breath about how she made him feel.
“Enjoy?”
“Your body is amazing! You are amazing!” Robin gasped, reaching out and touching her butt in respectful worship.
She giggled and flopped into his arm. They were still soaked in their own fluids but he didn’t care. They could clean up later. Plus, there was a small chance she’d let him stick it in her again.
“Richard?” Raven said, looking at him with those gorgeous violet eyes.
“Yes?”
“Do you still like me?”
“Of course!”
“This…this hasn’t made you think less of me?”
“No!” He said quickly brushing the hair out of her eyes. “I wanted to help you and I’m really happy you trusted me with your secret. After that, I'm really happy that you were willing to share yourself.”
Raven beamed at him.
“You like it then?”
“I have never seen something so beautiful before. You’re heaven.”
A blush ran from her face and through all her exposed naked body and her grin was still painted on her face.
“Well, how about we have that wine and chocolate and maybe you can enjoy me again? I…uh..” she cast her eyes down. “I like what you did with your thumb. Do that again?”
She was offering to let him put himself inside her again?
“Whatever you want, my love. I’m yours forever.”