Fan Fiction ❯ A Raven Like No Other ❯ Chapter Five: “Self-Possessed” ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter Five: “Self-Possessed”

 

(A Week Later; At Titan Tower)

“Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos... Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos...”

This was the chant that Raven was saying repetitiously in the common room with no one else around, which suited her just fine. It was late and everyone turned in for sleep. In fact, it was 12:30 am. She was floating three feet off the ground with her legs folded underneath her as she did her meditation, which she has been doing for the last two hours. Soon though she started losing focus until it was completely gone. Opening her eyes, she sighed with annoyance and frustration.

“That's the third time this week,” Raven sighed in an undertone, “Why can't I focus?”

Raven, you already know the answer to that question. So let me help and I'll provide you with solace.

A frown grew on Raven's face upon hearing that all too familiar sly voice.

“Go away,” Raven said to herself.

“Sheeesh Raven, what did I do this time?”

Raven lost focus of her levitation and fell flat on her butt and turned to see Beast Boy looking at her, much to her embarrassment.

“Uh...Sorry,” Raven apologized while standing back on her feet and dusting herself off.

“Bad evening I presume,” Beast Boy guessed.

“A frustrating week is more like it. I was in need of meditation to clear my mind.”

Raven looked over at Beast Boy and scanned what he was wearing. He was currently dressed in his same black sweatpants, socks and sneakers, and was wearing his gunmetal sleeveless muscles shirt that helped pronounce his muscular built (A/N: in case any of you don't know, “gunmetal” is a dark gray color).

Yeah right! You're in heat and in need of release is more like it!

Raven grumbled and sighed inwardly as she tried to suppress the emotion that was taunting her.

“Why are you still up,” Raven questioned.

“Couldn't sleep. So I figured I'd go to the gym and work out till I drop.”

“Sounds fun,” Raven answered back with a bit of sarcasm.

“Yeah I know,” Beast Boy retorted while ignoring her sarcasm, “Wanna join me?”

“No.” Liar.

Raven sighed inwardly.

“C'mon. It won't be all that bad when you minus the body heat and sweat,” Beast Boy joked with a chuckled. Raven simply stayed quiet and gave him a straight face.

“O.K. that last statement was pretty stupid,” Beast Boy admitted nervously as he scratched the back of his head.

“A startling revelation,” Raven mocked emotionlessly as she passed him without saying another word as she proceeded back to her room.

“I wonder what's her deal,” Beast Boy wondered before he shrugged and made his way for the work out room. Meanwhile, Raven entered her room and closed her door. Leaning against the door, she sighed again and wondered if being that sarcastic with Beast Boy was necessary. She knew she wanted to be with Beast Boy, especially since no one else was awake except the two of them. Yet she continued to repress her feelings and deny them from being expressed. A number of thoughts came to her mind but she dismissed them and decided that maybe some sleep would help her feel better. Going over to her bed, Raven laid herself down on her bed and eventually fell asleep into deep calm slumber.

 

(Meanwhile In Nevermore)

Lust was walking by herself, mumbling on and on about how Raven's been suppressing her before and after her release.

"I want some action," Lust complained in a voice expressing longing and sensual desire. She continued contemplating about how she would have her way with Beast Boy until she caught sight of a mysterious emotion standing and hiding in the shadows. Deciding to investigate and find out who this emotion was, Lust went over to the emotion till she was in visible range. From what Lust saw, this emotion was clad in a blackish navy blue cloak with her hood over her head. Lust stood in front of this emotion, and from what she felt from this mysterious emotion, she was giving off a lot of energy. In want of answers, Lust asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm the embodiment of everything in Raven's life she refuses to accept," said the emotion with a voice that sounded like Raven's, only a bit more disturbed, "I am Denial."

"Denial," Lust said, "So you're the emotion who's been following Love, Desire and myself."

Denial simply nodded.

"My powers grow when Raven strongly refuses to accept the realities about what and how she feels or the truth about things that happens in her life. Love, Desire and you are the three emotions she refuses to accept as part of her...especially you most of all."

"You don't say," Lust mocked.

"Raven denies you. Raven refuses you. Things happen when Raven denies the truth."

Lust was now starting to feel energy coursing through her; this energy was coming from Denial. A most mischievous smile formed on Lust's face when a realization came upon her...

 

(The Following Morning)

The time now was 9:00 am. Raven heard her alarm go off and eventually reached out to turn it off. After that task was done, she sat up and stretched her arms out. Soon though she realized that her lips had a small taste of fruit salad on it.

“Weird,” Raven spoke lowly, “I don't remember eating fruit salad last night. Maybe I did then forgot...”

A second later, Raven picked up a bit of an unusual sweaty smell coming from her leotard. What was unusual about it was that it had a mixture of her scent with something else. She also felt something moist in her crotch area. She blushed and decided not to remember what she dreamt about; which was funny, because she couldn't remember what it was she dreamt about, if she actually dreamed last night. She also noticed that her cloak wasn't on her anymore and that her boots were also off her feet and left on the floor next to her cloak.

“When did I remove my cloak and boots,” a perplexed Raven asked herself with wonder. She couldn't seem to remember anything a bit to her dismay. Not bothering to wonder further about it, Raven got up and went to get herself cleaned up. When that was done, she put on a clean leotard, boots and her cloak. Seeking to have some herbal tea and breakfast, she made her way towards the kitchen and found Starfire, Beast Boy, Robin and Cyborg already assembled in the kitchen. All four turned to see Raven entering.

“Friend Raven, how nice of you to join us on this bright morning of breakfast eating.”

“Good-morning to you too Starfire,” replied a monotone Raven. Looking over at the others, Both Robin and Cyborg were eating a plate of scrambled eggs, grits, buttered toast with jelly and sausages. In regards to Starfire, Raven didn't even want to know what she was eating and as for Beast Boy, he was eating a bowl of cinnamon oatmeal with raspberries.

Beast Boy said nothing when he saw Raven's eyes fell on him. He simply lowered his head shyly and avoided eye contact with her. Raven shrugged it off and went over to the stove, seeing that there still was cinnamon oatmeal left in the pot. Seeing that there was no tofu in it, much to her delight, Raven decided to have some of it. After taking a bowl and pouring some oatmeal into it, she took a spoon and went over to the table with her bowl and sat down between Beast Boy and Cyborg. Beast Boy felt rather nervous with Raven sitting next to him and this became evident when Raven saw a blush appear on his cheeks.

“Why are you so tense,” Raven asked Beast Boy.

“Oh, uh...No reason,” Beast Boy replied with a voice that seemed to betray him. Raven sensed that he was hiding something from her. She could have probed his mind, but decided against it.

“If you say so G.L.”

Beast Boy choked on his oatmeal and started pounding his chest to regain his composure as he coughed a couple of times.

“Was it something I said,” Raven asked.

“I'll say,” Cyborg cut in patting Beast Boy on his back, “Since when did you start calling Beast Boy “G.L.”?”

Raven thought about it for a moment and found that even she was lost for words.

“I have no idea. It just popped in my head from out of...nowhere.”

“You didn't probe his mind for any reason in particular did you,” Starfire asked suspiciously.

“NO,” Raven affirmed strongly, “Like I said, it just appeared in my mind from out of nowhere and I just ended up saying it. I did not probe Beast Boy's mind. Unless he has something to hide from me that he wishes to share.”

“Me,” Beast Boy said trying his hardest to sound normal, “What do I have to hide that you don't already know?”

“Perhaps something I'd rather not find out.”

“Ironic,” Starfire mumbled.

“Excuse me,” Raven asked.

“Oh, nothing,” Starfire said as she gave a nervous laugh. Raven frowned at Starfire but decided not to start anything with her in front of everyone. She brushed off the whole thing and started down on her oatmeal. Beast Boy quietly sighed in relief and did his best to keep his thoughts clear away from Raven's psychic grasp.

“So friends,” Starfire asked trying to lighten up the mood after the commotion, “What's on the agenda today?”

“Beast Boy and I were going to check out that new high-tech hardware store that opened up,” Cyborg said, “We were planning on seeing if there's any parts we can use as new upgrades.”

“I was planning on going over to see Aqualad and his team,” Robin commented, “He told me that there was something he and his team wanted to talk with me about.”

“Robin, may I come along on this journey,” Starfire asked sweetly.

“Sure, I see no reason why not.”

“Wonderful! What about you Raven? Surely there's something you wish to do, yes?”

“I'll stay here, watch the tower and meditate,” Raven said straightforwardly.

“You do not wish to accompany any of us on either of our trips?”

“I'll have the Tower to myself. That's good enough for me.”

“If that's what you wish...I guess I'll respect that.”

The Titans finished their breakfast and placed their dirty dishes in the sink. After another fifteens minutes, they left Titan Tower, leaving Raven by herself. Heading to the roof, Raven stepped out into the opened seawater air and morning sun. She still couldn't help but wonder why Beast Boy was so tense and jumpy around her earlier. Soon though, she decided to put it off as another triviality. Levitating off the ground, she got into her stance and began her ritual meditation.

 

(Two And A Half Hours Later)

All was serene and peaceful in her mind. She felt at ease with herself. That was until a vague image popped into her mind; an image of a shirtless and pants-less partially sweaty Beast Boy lying nervously on his bed in his room with the lights off.

“What the hell was that,” Raven asked herself in shocked. Shaking the thought off, she attempting to resume her meditation again. That was until another image popped in her mind; this one showed herself having her barefoot on Beast Boy's shirtless chest holding him down to his bed.

Raven snapped out her meditation and shook her head.

“That was disturbing,” Raven said to herself as she got back on her feet and walked back into the tower. Walking through the hallway, she came across Beast Boy's room and wondered if she should go inside of it. Taking a breath, she placed her hood over her head and walked through the wall and entered into Beast Boy's messy room.

“You'd think that at his age now he'd mature enough to know when and how to organize his mess.”

Raven looked around the room, sensing and seeing nothing out of the ordinary in the room, for Beast Boy that is.

“I suppose having a clean room would arouse questions for wonder and suspicion.”

She was about to leave the room when she saw Beast Boy's journal and pen on his desk again. She knew she shouldn't pry into his private thoughts, but then she figured that maybe she'll find out why he was so nervous and jumpy earlier around her. Going over to the desk, Raven picked up his journal and opened it to where he recently wrote into it. Quietly she read:

Dude, do I have a story to tell! What happened last night was something that was totally out of the ordinary, and I'm not saying that for kicks! I had to write this down the moment I woke up while the dream was still fresh in my memory. It starts like this:

After running into Raven who finished her meditation and threw her classic sarcasms at me, she left for her room to get some sleep. Seeing that I was the only one awake now, I went to the workout room and started going at it on the punching bag. After thirty minutes on it, I went over to the barbells and free-weights and started working out with those. I spent the next hour exercising with them and doing down jump-roping then concluding with ten minutes of jogging...

Out of the ordinary he says, Raven thought to herself and continued:

After my work out, I went over to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of fruit salad and a can of whip-cream. I ate more than half of it with the whip-cream before placed the rest inside the refrigerator. Feeling worn out, I made my way into my room and closed the door behind me. The time then was 2:25 am. I took off my shirt and sweatpants and drop threw them to the floor, being left only in my black briefs. Here's where things get weird: when I woke up, I couldn't seem to remember how I got to my bed. It was all a blur to me whenever I tried to remember how I got to bed with my blanket over me. (A/N: Beast Boy doesn't have a bunk bed anymore; he now has a large, regular bed)

But what I dreamt about was NO blur and it was the most realistic dream I've ever had in my whole life. It felt so real that I was sure it was actually happening, and when I woke up, well...there was a certain wet spot on my briefs.

“O.K.” Raven said with a bit of a cringe, “Too much information I didn't need to know.”

A thought came to mind about how she woke up in her room earlier, but she quickly dismissed it and continued reading:

So real this dream felt that I'm too embarrassed to even share it with Cyborg. Knowing him, he'd never let me hear the end of it. And I wouldn't consider telling Robin or Starfire about it, and especially NOT Raven. I can only image what physical harm she'd to me if she were to find out what I dreamt about with such realistic clarity.

Raven now grew more curious from this, and continued on:

What happened in my dream was that I was reliving that same moment with Raven when I found her meditating in the living room before I went to do my exercises. I did exactly everything I did while I was awake to the letter. It was totally weird, like deja vu. When I went into my room, I turned off the lights and threw off my shirt and sweatpants to the floor, I was about to turn in when I turned and found Raven standing by the door with her hood over her lowered head. I didn't know when she appear in my room or for how long she was there...

Raven found what she was reading hard to believe, a part of her wanted to stop where she was but another part wanted to find out more and not leave with many questions on her mind. Eventually, that part won and Raven continued:

Jumpy as I was being caught off guard wearing only my underwear, I blushed and yelped in shock when I saw Raven standing where she was.

“R-Raven,” I said nervously, “W...Wh...What are you doing...sneaking into my room...at this hour?”

She gave me no verbal reply. All she did was smile...but this smile was new. It was one I never saw on her face saw since the day I met her. This new smile showed that she came here for something she wanted...

Now Raven was getting nervous, really nervous:

Without a word, she removed both her boots and threw them aside. Slowly walked over to me as she grabbed and threw off her cloak, leaving her barefooted and only in her leotard. When she looked up at me, the look on her face was a look I thought I'd never live to see. She looked at me with eyes that spoke words of passionate longing and desire as she seductively shook her hips side to side while slowly coming closer to me. I was able to feel my heart pounding hard against my chest at Raven's unusual behavior, but simultaneously, I couldn't help but feel turned on by it. Before I was able to say a word, in a mischievous tone, she chanted:

“Azarath...”

A glowing black energy field suddenly formed around me.

“Metrion...”

Suddenly I was levitated off the ground.

“Zinthos!”

She threw and dropped me on my bed! She then pounced on me like a predator going for the kill, standing on my bed over me with her left foot on my bare chest holding down and keeping me from moving. This only made me more nervous, knowing how much physical damage she could do to me if I were to make her angry, and right then I was wondering if I did something to anger her. However, those thoughts disappeared when I heard her speak.

“Be honest,” Raven asked me in a teasing voice, which was something that was out of the ordinary, “Do I make you nervous; nervous enough to make you want to jump right out of your green skin?”

I wanted to speak but the words just wouldn't come out; I just kept stuttering.

“Relax Garfield,” she said with a most seductive voice, “I won't hurt you...much.”

It was very rare that anyone called me by my real name, but the way she said it sent a shiver down my spine which caused her to giggle before she grinned at me as she glided her foot down from my chest and over to my crotch. Arriving at her destination, she pressed down and started massaging me there, causing my eyes to widened in shock at what she was doing! Although my room had no lights on, I was certain that my face was turning several shades of red, each darker than the previous. Raven smiled in delight at how she was torturing me. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, I was actually enjoying it...

Raven knew that she read too much. But what she read was how she saw her vague, incomplete visions earlier. Plus, it brought back to mind about how and why she woke up without her cloak and boots on:

Getting bored with what she was doing, she removed her foot off me and set it down next to the right of my waist. Before I was able to get a word out, she straddled down on me and held me down to the bed with both her hands on my shoulders. The feeling of Raven straddling herself on me felt so real, and I felt my arousal growing underneath her. Smiling slyly, she began moving herself on me as if she was trying to settle into a more comfortable position on me. In the process, several groans of ecstasy escaped my mouth as I held her by her waist and rocked with her, now causing her to let out a few low moans from her mouth. She then glided her hands over my stomach and chest, wanting to get a good feel out of them. Bringing her face over to my chest, she started laying soft kisses on them and made her way to my face. Reaching my face, she said in a most seductive voice, “I want you...”

And before I could reply, Raven placed her lips on mine and started kissing. That's right, Raven, the Azarathian Goth woman, started kissing me, Garfield Logan! As she did, I gave in and kissed her back. Seconds later she dropped weight completely on me and wrapped her arms around me and deepened the kiss. Now wrapping my arms around her, I held her tighter and returned the kiss, feeling our tongues waltzing together in a tango.

A few minutes later, Raven rolled and moved me with her so that I was now on top of her while never breaking the passionate kiss we were sharing. She held me tighter, desiring to feel my whole structure on her. I was getting more aroused as I felt her breast press against my chest and Raven encouraged this as she wrapped her legs around me in a tight grip. At that moment, hormonal instincts took over me. I started grounding myself into her as she moved with me and moaned into my mouth. Moving my hands downward, I reached her bare-legs and butt, and started massaging and caressing them, which caused Raven to moan further and shiver slightly underneath me. For a dream, the feeling of her soft petite body, the kiss we were sharing, the taste of her lips and the feeling of her silky skin against my hands felt so amazingly real!

Breaking the kiss momentarily, Raven looked at me with an enticing expression while playing and running her finger through the hairs of my head. Smiling, she said, “You actually taste like a fruit salad.”

I told her that I was eating a fruit salad earlier which was why my mouth tasted the way it did.

“Honestly G.L.,” Raven said with a smile, “I love the way you taste. I can call you “G.L.”, can I?”

“If that's what makes you happy baby,” I replied with a mischievous grin. Before I could say anything else, she pulled me in and kissed me more hungrily than before as she caressed my back. A minute later, she moved her lips to my neck, ears and shoulders and started kissing and nibbling on them. I for my part started laying butterfly kisses on her neck and under her chin while enjoying the sweet smell of her body. She giggled from the feeling before she went back into kissing me passionately again. I was able to tell that she was enjoying the sensations she was feeling and to my surprise nothing in my room cracked or blew up. And even if anything did, I doubt anyone would notice seeing how messy I leave my room often.

Raven rolled so that she was now on top of me. I sat up and pulled Raven toward me as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. We continued with our passionate make-out session as Raven moved herself on me while I was caressing her back and butt. After six minutes, we stopped to catch our breaths and regain some of our strengths. Raven rested her head on my shoulder and held me with both arms. I rested my head on top on hers and embraced her closer to me with endearment. For the next four minutes we didn't say a word to each other as she sat there silently, simply enjoying each other's company. A moment later, Raven moved her head to face me and softly kissed my lips. Before things went even further however...

“That's quite enough,” spoke a voice sounding like a mature older version of Raven. Reluctantly pulling her lips off mine, we turned and saw two mysterious transparent cloaked figures in the shadows standing in my room. It was like they came from out of nowhere and stood facing us. Raven looked annoyed at the figure who first spoke and said, “Excuse me but I was in the middle of something before you interrupted. Now if you don't mind, I like to continue where I left off.”

“No,” said the first figure sternly.

“You will not; not like this,” said the second figure with a more softer voice tone.

“So end this now,” ordered the first figure.

“Hmph! You both are no fun at all,” Raven snorted. Turning to me she said with a seductive smile and tone, “Sorry G.L. I guess we'll have to play “secret lovers” again like this some other time. Till next time, a little something to remember our special night together.”

She kissed me passionately again and that's when everything went completely black...Yes indeed, she truly was: “A Raven Like No Other.”

A red-faced Raven closed and slammed the book down on the desk! She couldn't believe what she read! Everything started adding up: from waking up in the condition she was in without her cloak and boots on, to Beast Boy's strange behavior, to her calling him “G.L.” during breakfast, down to the unusual images of Beast Boy and herself she saw earlier while meditating.

She couldn't believe what she did; with Beast Boy! She knew that the event he was led to believe was a dream actually happened in real life last night and somehow she caused him to think it was all a dream, which was why he couldn't remember how he got into his bed! Without a doubt when she gave him that one last kiss, she somehow caused him to lose consciousness, and then covered him with his blanket. Afterwards, she grabbed her boots and cloak and returned to her own room and dropped her things to the floor before she fell and passed out on her bed. She was in total, absolute shock. To say she was horribly embarrassed and humiliated would have been a shallow understatement.

"No," Raven exclaimed with denial and shocked, "How could this have happened?! What have I done?!"

Fighting hard to keep her emotions from blowing up Titan Tower or anything that would have proven that she was inside Beast Boy's room, Raven hurriedly walked out of Beast Boy's room and made her way into her room. Grabbing her antique mirror, she readied herself to teleport to Nevermore.

“Lust,” Raven said with venomously, “You are so Dead!!”

 

 

 

 

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