Demon Desires (Tangerine and zenith)

[Tangerine]

Like usual, the violet haired heroine preferred to be alone, in quiet, and isolated from possible distractions while spending her limited free time. Soon after her boots clacked into her room, her door was closed from inside. “Finally, me time.” Even though she was alone, she didn't feel like removing the hooded cloak she wore over her dark leotard. It helped her concentrate, she thought, during her routine meditation sessions. What she intended to do now, really.

A half-demon with a full bum, the moody heroine sat on the floor with her greyish legs crossed in front of her. She pulled her hood on and commenced meditating. Her already dim room darkened further, the candles scattered around getting less intense. Soon after she started meditating, a faint purple cloud materialised above her head, taking the shape of a hazy paddle.

“No.” Waving a hand through it, Raven wiped it away. Then she continued. However, another shape appeared. This time a crop. “No. We're not doing that.” Like last time, she undid the foggy construction. They were like little thought bubbles, visualised desires of her demon side. That part of her had a thing for beaten bums. Well hers. “No. No need for that.” She looked down over her shoulder. A quick glance at her rear. “Hm. Well..”

The knocking at her door created a distraction. She herself was no detective, but she also didn't need to be one to guess who this might be. This Robin guy had a knack for showing up at the most inconvenient times after all.

“Don't say anything. Don't say anything..” While walking up to the end of her room, she conditioned herself. Well that didn't exactly work. “Has my bum been too pale lately?” The heroine blurted out after opening the door. Quickly, she covered her mouth, scolding herself internally. “I mean, what is it?!”

[zenith]

Robin approached Raven and blinked as he heard her question. He paused, not entirely sure how to answer that. Okay, sex and heroism went hand and hand. He was dating Starfire. And he knew that Blackfire had shown interest in him, although he suspected it was purely physical and not based on any sort of mental or emotional connection.

Beyond that, he had good relationships with Wonder Girl and Batgirl. Not to mention that both Harley Quinn and Poison I've had been spanked by him before. It seemed to be a requirement that whenever you became a villain, you had to wear a more sexually charged costume than before. He didn't quite understand why, but just assumed that was the fashion code.

And he did find Raven attractive. She might have covered herself more than Starfire did, but it was hard not to notice how pretty she was. She had very long legs, soft skin and an obviously large backside. More than once, Robin wondered how she felt about that. He wasn't sure if she felt comfortable with something so obviously noticeable, but had refrained from bringing it up.

So he wasn't that surprised when he heard Raven's question. Well, he was, but more or less because it was Raven. She seemed almost asexual at times and Robon didn't know she had such desires. Still, based on her second question, he assumed that she wanted to pretend that nothing happened. Or if she was, maybe it would be Beast Boy instead. He knew that he often annoyed her, but he wasn't completely sure if Raven found that attractive or not. It was hard to tell.

"I was going to ask what toppings you wanted on the pizza," he explained to her. "Ultimately, me and Cyborg are voting for pepperoni, Beast Boy wants vegetarian and Starfire wants jellybeans and anchovies," he explained. Beast Boy typically lost the vote, but they purchased a separate vegetarian pizza for him.

[Tangerine]

Ivy, Starfire, Wonder Girl, and some others. They were surely difficult to beat in a contest of physical appeal. As a modestly tall unassuming goth who brushed people aside at every chance that is. Well at the same time, there was a unique charm to her. Some people appreciated that. Like Beast Boy.

“Honestly,” Raven trained her violet eyes on him. “If the city is safe enough that you guys have nothing but discuss pizza toppings, that means you have no valid reason to interrupt my meditation,” she said, her face devoid of expression. She didn't say much after that, opting to just shut the door.

In a few seconds, she reopened it though. “Maybe something spicy this time?” she proposed. Leaning against the door frame, she put a hand on her hip. One side of the garment was caught under her palm. Her cloak parted, causing the front side of the heroine to peek through.

In terms of giving out random earth related information, she sounded like Starfire next. “Did you know how Mozzarella is made? It's beaten and kneaded thoroughly,” Raven felt the need to explain. Well since they were talking about pizza, it wasn't an awful time to mention soft, smooth, creamy white balls of cheese that could melt under the heat.

[zenith]

Robin looked a little concerned now. Pizza was almost religious at Titans Tower. And he never really heard about someone not wanting to be a part of the discussion. Still, he supposed he could assume that meditation was more important that Pizza...until she opened the door and asked for something with some heat.


"Sure, I think I can manage that. I'll put it with the pepperoni if that's ok with you?' he suggested as he saw her hand move to her hip, framing her lower half. And Robin was frowning now. Had it been merely a one time thing, then he could have written it off. But there was something more going on. Raven was acting very strange. There were three options he could think of. One, Control Freak had gotten out and was messing with Raven's "settings" (and he had done that with all of them at one point or another,) second was that Raven was undergoing a virus from another planet. Or three, she was finally going through puberty and this was all the sexual repression leaking out,


He didn't suspect that her demon side would be acting up. That was new to him.


"Raven, what's actually going on?' Robin asked bluntly. "Yes, I know how mozzarella is made. But can you please explain why it seems that you're talking about your butt?" he asked, a small blush on his face as he asked that. He didn't think he would ever have to discuss this with Raven. But at least there was no more pretending. Time to dive to the heart of the matter.

[Tangerine]

Being nineteen years old, it wasn't really a case of going through puberty. It ought to be one of the other reasons. When this apparently uncharacteristic behaviour of hers was questioned, she tilted her head to the side, but didn't really offer an explanation.

“My what?” she asked back instead. “It was cheese talk. Thought you all liked cheesy stuff,” adding an obligatory pun, she continued, not really addressing what she said when she first opened the door.

Pushing herself off the side of the doorframe, she took a couple of steps backwards, which put her closer to the centre of her dimly illuminated room. If Robin was indeed clueless about this whimsical state of hers, perhaps Beast Boy, oddly enough, wasn't that terrible at keeping secrets.

She looked him up and down, assessing him in a way. Since he was her teammate, she already knew what he could do. Rather, she was thinking about in which ways his talents could be utilised during occasions other than crime fighting.

“Pepperoni, huh?” the heroine squinted, acknowledging his preference. “That's the topping.” Having a conversation about pizza usually wasn't this tense. It could be though. “What about the size?” Raven asked more about his preferences. “Shape? Crust thickness?.. Baking level?” While listing those, she backed up another step. “How do you like it?”

[zenith]

Robin looked at her and raised an eyebrow. Okay, that was hard to see with his mask covering his face, but one of his mask eyes did raise in an inquisitive state as he noted Raven looking him up and down. And he also noticed that she didn't get mad when he mentioned her bottom, which seemed to indicate that something was very different about Raven than usual.

"Raven, you're making jokes. A pun. Not a sarcastic remark," he commented to her as he walked inside her room, filled with some books he could understand and many he could not. "I guess you're not going to tell me what's bothering you?" He asked her as moved to sit down on the bed, raising the other eyebrow.

Robin sighed as he heard her questions. It was a pizza. Still, he supposed that he should answer them and he shrugged. "Yeah, pepperoni. Nice, red circles on a white layer of cheese," he said, figuring he should play along until they got to the point. Maybe there was a fourth possibility: an evil clone. It happened more often than anyone cared to admit. Lex Luthor actually got off a criminal charge using that defense once.

"Size? Extra large. The more pizza there is the better. And shape? Nice and round. I don't see the need for square pizzas," he commented. "And as for me, lightly baked. Too dark and you can't really see the pizza anymore and it's bitter. With a nice light bake, it's very tender and stays soft," he commented. "And I think we can guess that I like a nice thick, stuffed, crust," he said.

Even without the innuendos, those actually were his genuine preferences. "What about you Raven? Other than something spicy, how do you like your pizza?" He asked. He was wondering if she would say how she'd love to be baked in an oven or something next.

[Tangerine]

The almost overwhelming hospitality her alien-princess friend sported? Yeah.. She didn't have that. Not closing her bedroom door would be the only type of ambiguous invitation someone like Raven would give.

“Puns and sarcastic remarks have a large overlap and undefined borders not easily distinguished,” Raven suggested, as if it was taken from a dictionary of sorts.

Especially from outside, she wasn't an awfully caring, people person. Not someone to have burning questions regarding how exactly her team members liked their pies. And she didn't really. Rather, it wasn't about pizza. Beast Boy would be too, well, simple-minded to understand the innuendo. Cyborg would run an analysis and eventually get confused that the data didn't match Raven. Robin, she supposed, had a different kind of instinctual, observation based intelligence. Though, she didn't know how he was processing it. He did answer her questions. All of them surprisingly.

Listening to him, she grabbed a book from the floor. The title was Demon Taming. Her back was turned to him while she put it back to the bookcase. A mysterious breeze in the room came out of nowhere and pushed her cloak haf-way aside. As he talked about these extra round, extra large, and extra tender dishes, one cheek was conveniently exposed. Until she finished sliding the book in and turned around.

More than the consumer, she was in the place of the deliverer. So she didn't list her own preferences. Instead Raven returned an earlier question of his. “Why are talking about my butt?”

While he sat on her bed, something she strangely didn't complain about, Raven leaned down to put her hands on his knees. “Will you be eating here?” Squeezing them, she asked, like a waitress would before the delivery of the meal.

[zenith]

"Raven, that sounds like it was taken from a dictionary of sorts," Robin commented, quoting her thoughts as he listened to what she was saying and gave a shrug. He didn't know what book she was reading and didn't know if it was relevant or not as he watched her. He supposed that she would explain everything when she was ready. He calmed down and she her massive ass and blushed. He guessed that she had made the wind appear to show off her body, something very unlike Raven.

And then she put her hands on his knees. He was very surprised by this. And well, he didn't know what to make of it. He never knew Raven would ever be this submissive. And well, he did kind of like it? He supposed that the expression: it's always the quiet ones," existed for a reason and it did seem to define Raven pretty wrll. He looked at her and spoke. "Raven, you are very lucky Starfire is a polygamist," he said. Apparently it was a Tameranian thing. Free love and all.

He moved his hands and put them on her hands. "Well, that depends on how much is being delivered. Did i order a whole slice or am I getting the whole pie?" He asked. He wasn't sure how far Raven wanted to go. Did she want just a spanking or even more? He had never seen her like this and well, he wanted to be sure he knew exactly what she had wanted. "But i think I will be happy to eat my meal here. Just want to know what i ordered," he added, to clear up any confusion.

He supposed that how Raven got into this mood would have to come later. And that would be if she was willing to explain this to him about what was going on. He was confident she wasn't under some mind control now. He doubted whomever was doing it would keep up with the pizza puns. But what brought on this desire?

[Tangerine]

Half or not, she was human. Like any other human, she had desires. For the safety of others, she had just mastered keeping them in check. Occasionally though, she too had to blow off some steam. Since her cravings were surpassed among her other emotions, they developed more intensely when they did. There were times something inside whispered her ‘time to learn a lesson, brat.’ While going through one of those days, Robin was at the moment the closest teacher candidate in this case.

“Starfire?” Raven quirked an eyebrow. It probably wasn't that great of an idea to mention another gal while getting somewhat intimate. Scraping against the floor, a chair suddenly slid across the room and came to a stop behind her.

“Maybe I should have instead asked her to spank me then,” no longer speaking via pizza related innuendos, she dropped her tush onto the chair and sat back. “Or beast boy. And say I'm lucky to have a friend with beastly strength.” She folded one pale thigh over the other. “Or do it myself.” Her fingers stretched, she raised a hand. The top shelf of her chest of drawers rattled in the background. From it, a hairbrush shot out and flew into her hand. “And keep all the slices to myself?” After pointing the brush at him, she used it to untangle her hair.

[zenith]

Robin looked embarrassed. "My bad. Just letting you know that this won't cause any problems with the team," he said as he had the decency to look remorseful. "And I don't think you'd want Starfire. She's eager and would probably send you to the hospital with her strength. Or if she tried to use her starbolts to enhance the experience," he said. "Beast Boy...well, do you really trust him not to blab and brag about this to the others?" He asked. "And if you could do it yourself, you would have," he pointed out. He didn't mention that if Starfire ever found out, she'd probably want to join in. And ask Raven if she'd be dating Robin too.

"But i understand. You're the only girl here," he promised her as he did get up and closed the door behind them. He didn't want anyone walking in on them. He walked back and sat down on the bed and looked at bit weirded out as she brushed her hair. To be honest, he had a hard time imagining her paying any attention to her appearance. He assumed she just used magic.

"So Raven, enough pizza talk, how do you want me to spank you?" He asked. He knew some preferred the hand, some preferred and implement, others wanted to be really abused. Some liked losing a power struggle. Or being told they were a "Good girl." He supposed this was Raven's scene and it was her job to dictate what she wanted. Unless she had a kink to make him happy, which he wasn't sure about, he wanted to know what she desired. But, this would be it. What did Raven desire?