Demon Control (Tangerine and Terra)

[Tangerine]

Having been unimpressed and hardly intrigued by what her dear teammates did in the living room, she walked into the lift and offered them a fleeting goodbye. She intended to be in her room for the rest of the day, meditating. Alone, quiet, and peaceful. Almost.

As the lift door closed and the car moved in the tower, Raven leaned back against the wall. Her soft bottom pressed against it, rubbing up and down. She kinda had an itch. For a certain activity. One that was often used to put those who had been naughty in their place. The introverted heroine didn't feel the need to talk about this little desire of hers, but it just didn't feel the same when she did it by herself either.

Asking one of her teammates for it? “Yeah.. Not a chance.” Raven quickly dismissed the idea. Perhaps she could trust the dark arts in rolling a die and picking a partner for her needs at random?

Once she was in her moody room, she put her hood on. Underneath her cloak, she had her long-sleeve leotard clung to her figure. She sat on the floor and started to mumble an incantation. The candles went dim, some stray papers twirling in the air. Her crooked wardrobe shook in the corner. Its doors finally shot open, after her magic transported someone into it through another dimension.

“No questions.” Raven narrowed her large violet eyes at her guest and continued to instruct him. “Sit down. Not a fan of looking up at others.”

[Terra]

Somnus, known also as Sam, wasn’t a typical teenager. He may have been 18 going on 19, but he had a strength and agility to him that people didn’t expect from his slender and almost lithe appearance. Some did think he was superpowered, but he never did anything to confirm or deny this. While he didn’t have a job, per se, he did have his ways to get money.

When he sensed magic, he did try to resist it, as many would if they could, but he could only resist for a few brief seconds before he found himself transported through space. Amusingly, he was teleported while he was practicing parkour, so he appeared in Raven’s room in the middle of a somersault-esque move, but he still landed on his feet as if this wasn’t something totally sudden. As he saw Raven and heard her speak, he did start to say something, but decided it wasn’t worth the headache and instead silently sat down, taking in the room and his surroundings.

[Tangerine]

It was a flashy entrance, she had to give him that. Funny timing, she supposed, and ended up giving a single sarcastic clap. Other than that though, she wasn’t awfully impressed with whom her magic seemed to pick for the task at hand. At first glance, he didn’t look like someone who packed that great of a punch frankly. Well she herself hardly had an imposing frame, but she was also half-demon, powerful and challenging to deal with.

To reveal her pale visage, Raven pulled her hood off. “Alright. I’m.. Well, I suppose you’re not living under a rock to not know.” Although she wasn't a natural poser or as photogenic as her Tamaranean teammate, the renowned heroine thought she was a recognisable individual, to some extent.

“Anyway.” Raven got to her feet, turning around and walking up to the door. “Before you cry out, I didn't bring you as a sacrifice in a demonic ritual.” One of her hands found the door knob, locking the door. With the other, she reached back to slide her cloak to the side. It exposed one of her bum cheeks. “Ogling?” she then asked, sharply facing him again. “Good. I need a… helping hand with it.”

[Terra]

Somnus slightly rolled his eyes at Raven’s sarcastic clap, having recovered pretty quickly from his surprise landing. As the girl lowered her cloak and gave a half-assed introduction, he had a subtle smirk on his face. “Of course. Who wouldn’t recognize the least boring of the Titans?” He remarked with his own hint of sarcasm as he watched her move around.

When told he wasn’t going to be used as a sacrifice or something, he had to resist the urge to just laugh at the notion. But before he said anything, he saw Raven turn and move her cloak. He admittedly did gaze at the exposed cheek, a small blush appearing on his face that grew more visible upon Raven’s next statement. Of course, he had an idea of what she meant, but he didn’t want to jump the gun… too much, anyway. As soon as Raven finished her sentence, Somnus stepped over and gave her a deceptively sharp smack to the exposed cheek.

[Tangerine]

Most would argue with that actually; she being the most fun titan. Given her underwhelming personality and watered down enthusiasm, she was hardly the most entertaining member of her overly cheerful team. She was aware of it really, and seemingly didn't care. “Whatever. You're not here for flattery,” Raven said to him in return. Of course, spilling out nice words wasn't the only way to compliment someone. Under certain circumstances, even causing pain could be a way of showing one's appreciation for certain body parts.

Having the first smack of the evening so early was a surprise, even though it was semi-provoked. She hadn't even mentioned it directly. So it kinda caught her off guard, ripping an “oww” from the heroine. Quickly turning to him, she glared at this Somnus guy. At the same time, corners of her lips turned up into a faint smirk. It was a bold move. And she liked it.

“A no-nonsense type, huh?” She asked, undoing her cloak and letting it slide down her body. In the background, a chair skid across the floor by itself, stopping behind him. “Have a seat.” She pushed her guest onto it, trusting he wouldn't mind sitting down for a bit. She herself leaned down, holding both of his knees and drawing her face closer to his. “What was your name?”

[Terra]

Somnus couldn’t help but smirk at the reaction, especially the verbal “oww” he heard. As Raven turned to glare at him, he reciprocated the look with a glare of his own, but his had a teasing air to it and his eyes shifted to represent that of a serpent’s for a split second. Seeing the girl smirk, he couldn’t help but grin even more as he noticed that his action made a decent impression.

“I have my moments, especially when my interest is piqued or some.. prey has revealed itself.” He replied to being called “no-nonsense”. The way the word “prey” was said was very much to gauge Raven’s response to it, sitting as he was pushed onto the chair. His red eyes shifted to their normal appearance as he took in the Titan’s appearance, a faint blush forming as their faces were closer to each other’s. “Actual name is Somnus, but a lot of people stick to Sam. It’s easier for them to say, I guess.” He answered, shrugging at the last bit. He didn’t mind the shorter name, but the excuse people used to not use his actual name was puzzling to him.

[Tangerine]

Perhaps her magic hadn't been so very random while picking this individual. There were telltale signs that strongly hinted that he wasn't a mere human. Conveniently so, as that could be very well necessary to deal with this half-demon.

After giving his knees a squeeze, she pulled herself back, straightening her body. “And who said ravens are prey and not predatory?” The assertive titan asked. In truth, they were both, depending on who they were against. Given all that talk about birds, she didn't feel the need to tell him her name, since he knew it. Well, there was her alias too, Rachel. Though, that was rarely used in the tower.

“Well Sammy, it's not bad to meet you. Though, this meeting also never happened,” Raven suggested. In her own way, saying that she preferred to keep this discreet. After all, she couldn't have let the word out that she invited strangers in to occasionally give her what she deserved.

Playing the predator herself, she began to walk around him. A natural sway accompanied her hips. Alright, maybe it wasn't totally natural, but exaggerated. That out of the way, she became more outspoken. “Should we cut to the chase and have me over your knee already?”

[Terra]

Somnus couldn’t help but lick his lips lightly at the conversation about predator and prey, smirking somewhat. While he wasn’t affiliated with any groups in the “hero” community, he was quite the vigilante and did understand the predatory thrill it could come with. At Raven’s hint of keeping this interaction a secret, he gave a wide smirk, showing his fangs. “Of course this never happened.” He agreed, watching as Raven walked around him. He followed with his eyes, intrigued by what she was doing.

“Do you need a safe word, little bird?” He asked with a teasing grin, watching to see how she reacted. There definitely was a part of him that wanted to just grab her wrist and pull her across his lap, but he was the type to try and understand the full “assignment” that was being offered to him.

[Tangerine]

“Never happened, yeah,” Raven repeated. Not that she cared what other people taught about this little fantasy of her, but.. Actually she did care, she supposed, and was shy about others finding it out.

She stood beside him finally. Her elbows bent, she rested her forearms flat across his lap, propping herself on it. Her tush naturally raised a bit at the back, more of her leotard entering her crack. This little bird wasn't as little below the waist after all.

“Well, it's orange, if you must know,” the heroine answered. Though she doubted it would be needed. Why would it? She was a renowned hero, a dark sorceress who wielded forces from realms beyond human imagination. It would be funny for her to wave the white flag as a result of a little bum whacking.

[Terra]

Somnus couldn’t help but smirk at Raven getting over his lap, a faint blush appearing as he saw her pale cheeks facing him. As he reflexively patted the cheeks and nodded at the response to a safe word, he patted her left cheek for a brief moment before raising his head. After a beat, he let it smack down with a loud SLAP!sound with sone decent force, a faint handprint appearing. Almost as soon as the sound ended, he slapped the other cheek before picking up the speed and slapping each cheek alternatively, creating a consistent smacking sound.

“I figured I’d start you off easy.” Somnus lightly teased, taking a brief moment to rub Raven’s bottom before his spanks resumed, his free hand reflexive resting on her back to give him better aim. He was tempted to “scold” her while he smacked her bottom, but wasn’t sure if that would be appreciated, so he kept mostly quiet for now. To add some randomness, he occasionally let a harder smack fall, grinning faintly as he noticed a faint ripple in the pinkening skin. .