Demon out for more than blood

Raven felt weird "to night I thing I'll sleep in only my underware." If Raven had tooking the time to look up at the calerdar she would of know it was her demon mating and feeding season. Something woke her up, it was her demonside calling out for food. Raven rold out off bed and walked down to the medical center. She walked over to the blood bank. "With one to take" when she reached out to take one the hand stop " I want it warm" screamed her demon side. She walked down the hall passing her team mates room. "Robin, hell no , Cybog , why did you ask how about S don't even say it. "Beastboy" moaned Demon Raven. She stoped at his room punched in his pass code. she then walked into his room and up to his bed.
Taking a deep breath, confident that she could feed from him without him knowing, she slowly climbed onto the bed. The hunger was causing her stomach to cramp almost continuously now, but she willed herself to move slowly, afraid that her movements would wake him. Beastboy was lying on his back, which made access to him easier, she thought. Lying on top of him would prove particularly useful, since it would be easier to pin him down if something happened. Straddling his waist, she slowly bent down, nuzzling his neck, her soft breath caressing his skin.
She sighed, her breath tickling across Beastboy's neck causing him to shift slightly.She was startled to feel his cock begin to harden between her legs, and she pulled back slightly. His eyes were still closed. How odd for him to suddenly stir when all I did was lick him a little, she thought. Just to be safe, she softly pinned his arms down, knowing that if he did wake up and struggle, her strength would keep him in control long enough for her to finish. Raven bite down felling his blood run down her throuh pulling back he's a vigin Demon Raven wouldn't experience this taste again in a long time, she knew. She drank slowly, savoring the flavor, the uniqueness, but still not taking enough to cause him harm.She ignored it all, though, focusing on drawing his life into her, trying not to hurt him too badly. When he woke up, all he'd have was a small bruise where she had bitten him and vague memories of pleasure.

When she felt that the hunger was under control, she slowly pulled away, licking his neck so the healing element of her saliva would heal the wounds she had made. Her stomach was calm, her hunger was satisfied, She let his arms go and rose up to a sitting position. She felt his hard cock press into her folds between the bedcovers and her own panties. She felt herself becoming wet as her body reacted, but she couldn't afford to do anything about it. He was asleep, and needed his rest. Letting the memory of his taste fill her mind, she looked down at his open eyes, which watched her with a seemingly knowing look. There was something else, too. Pleasure? Ashamed at her near-nakedness, and afraid of what he might do now that he was awake, she shifted to get off of him and leave. As she moved, the hard lump in the bedcovers caused by his cock brushed her, this time on her inner thigh. His right hand also moved, slowly and gently grabbing her left wrist. She rested herself back down on him, feeling the warmth of his hand pressing softly into the coolness of her wrist.

"Please, let me go," she whispered.

He shook his head, his grip unwavering. "Please, stay," he said.

She looked down at her nearly-nude body, feeling his cock press into her. "I can't," she said.

"Please," Beastboy said again.
Her body was betraying her, she knew. The wetness between her legs and her rapid breathing told her what she wanted; what she needed. She slowly moved her eyes from her wrist up to his eyes, which had so many thoughts expressed in them.

Acting on the mutual one, she leaned back down toward him, this time her lips slowly, gently, caressing his. He let go of her wrist, and brought his arms around her, holding her to him. Gentle pecks soon grew to passionate kisses as their mouths opened and their tongues met to dance. Their breathing grew heavy, but they didn't pull away. Rather, he wrapped his arms tighter around her small body, and she pulled his head closer to her in an attempt to push her tongue as deep into his mouth as it would go. Beastboy responded in the same fashion. One of his arms gently stroked up her back, moving over the clasp of her bra, and wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck, pulling her closer. His other arm moved lower, caressing the pale skin of her ass. She felt his tongue scraping against her fangs, but didn't bother to pull them back in. Between her legs, she felt his cock harden and gently prod her.

Breaking the kiss, she rose up above him, pressing her body harder onto his cock. She held him down as she slowly writhed above him, enjoying his hardness through the clothing and bedcovers. She could feel her body getting wetter, readying itself for him. Letting the suddenness of this decision take her, she let go of him and brought her arms up behind her back, releasing the clasp of her bra. She pulled it off and threw it away to land on the floor. She sat there above him, now only in her black thong, her pale skin shining in the moonlight that came through the window.

She slowly pulled his hands up to caress her small breasts, the heat of his hands encompassing them nicely. She closed her eyes and arched her back, enjoying the sensations of another person's hands touch. Slowly, Beastboy started to move, making gentle thrusting motions with his pelvis, trying to get his cock closer to her heat. His hands and fingers started to dance on her breasts, his fingers gently tugging her pale nipples into turgid points, with his hands brushing the soft skin around them.

Rising off of him, she pulled back the bedcovers, exposing his boxer-clad cock, straining in its confining prison. She slowly moved down the bed, out of the reach of his hands, pulling his boxers with her. Like the rest of him, his cock was large, another hunger called to her. To satisfy it, she knew what she needed. She slowly bent down closer, her warm breath teasing the cock's head. A drop of clear precum adorned the tip, and she spread it around the head with her thumb. Slowly, seductively looking into his eyes, she brought her tongue out and stroked it up the length of his cock. She heard him gasp, felt him shudder, and watched his head fall back against the pillow. She closed her eyes and brought her mouth down on his cock, engulfing the head, sucking slightly. She heard him gasp loudly.

Knowing the effect she was having on him, she began bobbing her head up and down his length, never releasing him from the warm cavern created by her mouth. She went slowly, mindful of the fangs that she still bore, careful not to scratch this most sensitive of areas. She wrapped her hand around his thickness, holding it steady for her to move on. She ran her tongue all around it, tasting it, searching it for his most sensitive areas. She knew that he probably wouldn't last long, but she didn't carea. She felt his hands clasp her head, pulling her closer to him. She let him guide her motions, as eager as he was for him to cum.

"I'm gonna cum!" he called out.

She felt his hands grasp her harder, pull her closer. She tightened the muscles of her mouth, sucking on his cockhead more strongly. She gripped his shaft harder, adding to the tightness that he experienced. She started to move her hand up and down his cock, mimicking the action of her bobbing head. Her tongue danced over the hole at his tip in the confines of her mouth. With her free hand, she quickly reached down to stroke his down-covered balls, feeling them tighten in her hand. She felt him thrust into her mouth faster, felt his cock expand.

Beastboy cryed out, and the first explosion from his cock shot into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat. More explosions came into her ever-sucking mouth, each weaker than the last, but no less desired. Not swallowing, she could feel his cum bathing her tongue, coating the roof of her mouth, and dripping from her fangs. When she felt that he had spent all the cum that he could spend, she pulled off his cock, keeping her mouth closed, enjoying the feel of his cum inside it. She looked at him, her eyes showing the lust that she felt. Never taking her eyes off of him, she finally swallowed his cum, feeling it run down her throat. Not as good as the blood she had taken earlier, but it was still a pleasing taste. Still watching him, she let her tongue run along her lips and over her fangs, pulling in the drops that had escaped the warmth of her mouth.

She slowly got off the bed, knowing that it was time to leave, but she couldn't take her eyes off of him. His chest was heaving and sweat had started to form on his brow. Despite just cumming, she saw that his cock was still hard, pointing skyward. The moistness on his cock that was left behind by her saliva and some of his cum glistened in the moonlight. She felt another spasm in her body, but not from her stomach. Her pussy was aching, the wetness between her legs becoming unbearable. She had to feelhwr mate inside her. Never taking her eyes off of his nude body, she pulled the knot out of the string, letting her hair fall freely. She quickly shook her head, loosening any remaining tangles. Still watching him, she slowly pulled her thong down her pale legs, revealing the smooth bare skin of her pussy, glistening in the moonlight with her wetness.

She climbed back onto the bed, straddling him. She leaned forward and their mouths met again, their tongues dueling, searching, dancing. She couldn't keep back the moan that escaped from her; didn't want to. His arms once again wrapped around her nakedness, holding her close, pressing them closer together. She could feel his cock rubbing between the outer lips of her pussy, hot and hard, straining to be enveloped in her warmth. She shifted her hips around, coating him with her wetness and letting his hardness glide between the lips of her pussy, teasing them. She felt Beastboy's tongue scratch harshly against one of her fangs, and felt the warmth of his blood flow into her mouth. She tried to pull away, but he held her close, imprisoning her. She stopped struggling and accepted the wet richness that flowed into her mouth.

She pulled back from him, breaking their kiss. Elevating herself off of him, she reached between her legs and wrapped her hand around his cock, feeling it pulse in her fist. She slowly lowered herself on it, feeling it penetrate her body and tearing her hymen. She let out a loud groan as he thrust into her, forcing his cock in deeper. But he still wasn't in all the way. She rose herself up again slightly, and thrust down harder. Their combined thrusts and her wetness let him enter her all the way. She let out another groan. This time, it was a groan of completion, of satisfaction. She held Beastboy down on the bed, neither of them moving. She wanted to savor this. She wanted to feel the pulsing warmth of his cock buried in her and the tightening of her body around him. She felt his hands come to rest on her waist, caressing her, holding her.

Something primitive rose inside her, though, and forced her to start moving. Up and down she rose, accompanied by Beastboy's own thrusts into her heated pussy. She flung her head back, sweat forming over her body. She closed her eyes and moved faster, crying out, not caring who heard. She felt his cock parting her folds with every one of their thrusts, felt one of his hands mauling her breasts, the other gently rubbing her clit. One of her hands accompanied his at her clit. The other lay on his bare-skinned chest, giving her something to push against as she continued to ride his cock. She moved her hand away from her clit up to where Beastboy was pinching her nipples and stroking her breasts. Grabbing his hand, breathing hard, Raven showed him what she wanted. No words needed to be said; she just wanted him to be a little rougher. She didn't want tenderness; she needed release. She was so close. She could feel her heated wetness bathing his cock, felt her pussy clenching him, milking him. Beastboy sped up, his thrusts pushing his cock deeper into her heated pussy. For a virgin, she thought, gasping, he catches on quick to a womans body. She certainly wasn't regretting her decision to stay.

She fell back onto his chest again, her mouth seeking his lips once more, needing to feel his tongue inside her, twisting, writhing. She pulled on his shoulders, slick with his sweat, and pulled him up with her into a sitting position. Her hands clung to him tightly, using him as leverage as she broke the kiss and rocked her body on his cock, straining for her release. She felt his warm breath on her nipples before he pulled them into his mouth; the first time she'd let him. She moaned on every downward thrust of her hips, her eyes closed, reveling in the sensation of their burning heat. She felt Beastboy gently run his teeth over each of her breasts, focusing on her nipples with small bites and nips. Feeling his teeth against her hardened tips, she cried out and moved faster. Sweat poured off of both of their bodies now. How long they rocked together, she couldn't say; it felt so good. Finally, she couldn't hold on any more.

"Oh, God, I'm cumming!" she screamed out.

She gripped his shoulders as she arched her head back. Lost in her orgasm, she felt her nails stab into his skin as she came all over his hard cock. Beasboy stopped thrusting, letting her pussy fluids bathe his hard heat. He leaned forward into her breasts, the pointed tips seeming to reach for his mouth. She felt him bite her right nipple hard, sending a shock to her already spasming pussy. This just intensified the power of her orgasm, and she screamed again. Her body arched even more, so that the ends of her sweat-soaked hair were tickling his legs. She held on to Beastboy roughly, not letting him go, letting his arms support her as she came.