Teen Titans Fan Fiction ❯ Love Is A Mystery ❯ The Two Fires ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. I own SR388. Blaze417 owns Magnum. Spyder33 owns Spyder. I own a few more characters—but they'll show up later.

A/N: This chapter is focuses on Spyder and Backfire's night after the whole racing scene (Chapter 8), but I'll backtrack a little bit.

WARNING: This chapter is a lemon, the second of who-knows-how-many, but rest assured, there will be a lemon for each couple in this fic. Whatever happens during the lemon portion of this chapter, it was Spyder33's idea. He told me to write it, but I get to throw in my writing style. Another thing, Spyder's looks will stay hidden until next chapter.

Thoughts—`Conscience Speech'

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Back at Crash Alley Raceway: Spyder's POV…

After the announcer ended the races and the night, Spyder walked back to his car, followed closely for now by the unnoticed Blackfire. Once he got to it, he finally noticed the girl following him—from the blurred reflection off of the car. He smiled. A closer look at the refection told him she was carrying something other than his trophy.

“Can I help you, little lady?” he playfully asked when she was close enough to hear him while he turned around. He got a good look at her, and noticed that she was not only carrying his trophy, but also a medium-sized black duffel bag—no doubt hers.

“Sure, you could take this,” she said as she placed the trophy in his arms, which Spyder gracefully accepted. While he placed the trophy in his car she added, “Oh, and would you mind taking me home with you? I don't really have much of a home…I'm kind of a drifter, but I live here more often than anywhere else. Hotels just aren't for me neither.”

Blackfire's request was shifting Spyder's mind into overdrive. Blackfire didn't know how much Spyder wanted her to come home with him. Now if only he could keep his cool down long enough to give her a straight answer…

“Uh… [silent gulp] sure. You can stay with me as long as you want. I'd love for you to stay with me.” Damn it all! At least she can't see through this faceplate…

“Really? Thanks!” she mentally squealed in excitement and gave him a bear hug, which was a bit difficult to do due to the bulky armor. Spyder hugged her back, making her blush as she released him. He noticed big time, and started blushing too.

Anything either of the two were about to say was cut-off as the Titans—minus raven—as well as Shadow Scope-X—minus Draco—came up an congratulated Spyder on his performance. Spyder took that moment to make peace with the still fuming Cyborg. After all was said and done (refer to Chapter 8 if you need a recap on what all they said), Spyder accepted the invite to the Tower, and the Titans left to go clubbing. Spyder woulda joined them, but he didn't want to, cuz he had someone to hook up with, who was no more than three feet away from him…

“You all set to go, Blackfire? I need to get outta here as soon as I can. I gotta make sure Yayap didn't destroy anything.” Spyder asked once the Titans were out of sight.

“Yeah, just give me a few minutes to change my clothes. I feel like I'm wearing lingerie in this damn outfit.”

“Alright. I'll be waiting here for ya.” Spyder calmly said, glad he was getting somewhere with this crush on the black-haired Tamaranean. After she flew off, Spyder quickly jumped into the car, changed out off his armor, and got into his normal clothes. He got out just in time to watch Blackfire—maybe his lover—fly gracefully over to him. Once she landed, Spyder noticed she had a couple of sodas. She kept one and handed the other to him.

“You musta been burning up in that armor, so I thought you might like a soda or somethin'. Sorry, they're kinda warm, my mini-fridge was unplugged again. I'd like to know who keeps doing it…”

Spyder was thankful for the drink, and he decided he should make her feel better, “That's OK; I got my own way to cool stuff down.” He took the other soda, and before she could ask, Blackfire felt the air around them get colder. She looked around, then back at Spyder, and gasped at what she saw. He was cooling the cans in his bare hands, but there were ice crystals forming around his hands, and a chilly fog that fell from his hands. She guessed that he had icy-cool powers (bad pun, I know), especially after she started shivering.

Spyder stopped the cold, and handed a can back to her, it was colder than fresh out of a vending machine. “Ice powers,” he said, confirming Blackfire's guess, “just one of my powers. My other power contradicts it; fire. I can combine the two somehow and transform into some kind of demon, I guess.” He decided to show her what he meant, so he encased his right hand in an icy-mist, and his left in fire. Blackfire's eyes widened slightly at his powers.

Spyder noticed her mild shivering, so he dispelled the icy-mist and fire, then walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her, trying to warm her up—using a mild amount of his fire powers to warm his body up like an electric blanket. Soon, Blackfire's shivering stopped, and the two jumped into Spyder's Skyline and drove off to Spyder's place.

 

Along the way; Blackfire's POV...

Blackfire sat in the passenger side of Spyder's car, questioning her opinions towards the teenage boy that sat in the driver's side.

I thought I would never feel like this around a guy. Guess that traitor of a conscience was right, I am falling for him…and quickly. Even though I'd love to know him better, I think this crush is for real, not like those other dumb asses I've been with. Maybe I'll get to find a real home! I'm starting to really hate living at Crash Alley.

`What did I tell ya? You willing admitted that you've fallen for him. Good thing too; I didn't want to use force to get you to say so. Mentally at least.'

I know, but [sigh] what if he doesn't feel the same for me?

`WHAT THE FUCK? How can you even think that? Didn't you see how he was blushing after you hugged him? Or the way he made you melt in that other hug? He's allowing you to come to his home. He didn't leave you back at Crash Alley, did he? Didn't think so. If he's this nice to you, then you better hope it's because he's fallen for you. He seemed uncertain about showing you his powers, so it must mean he trusts you. He either has a crush on you, wants to impress you, or he's already fallen for you. Take your pick.'

Blackfire had to admit her conscience was right, but she was a tad bit uncertain. What she didn't know was that Spyder was in love with her, and he wanted to impress her to help win her over. Blackfire and Spyder sat in silence for a bit, listening to what ever Spyder had playing from the iPod hooked up to the stereo. After the current song ended, a familiar song started playing. Blackfire recognized it as “Dare” by the Gorillaz—more like: `by Noodle' in my view—and Spyder chuckled when it started.

“Now I gotta kill him,” Spyder mused out loud, “I've told not to put that on here.”

“Kill who?”

“Draco, my step brother. He was in the race you know.”

“Was he that guy that shoulda died?”

“Uh-huh. The dude won't die, no matter what you do. Crazy livewire won't stay dead. His best friend/partner keeps trying. Used for target practice, literally.”

“You're kidding me. Right?”

“Nope. How do you expect someone to live through getting thrown through the windshield then have the car roll over them?” Spyder said, making small hand motions as he did.

“Hmm. Well, why do you gotta kill him? It's my favorite song!” Blackfire said while doin' a little jig in her seat, moving her hips to the beat of the song.

“Cuz he put that on there cuz he knew I liked you.” That came out wrong…shit.

His last comment made Blackfire laugh on the inside, and stare in affection at him on the outside. Damn it, my inner-self was right again. Wait, how did Draco know?

From her face going from blushing flattery to mild bewilderment, Spyder took a guess at what she was about to ask, “How'd he know? He's psychic. He got me to fess up as well. That's what you wanted to know, right? That look told me you were about to ask me something.”

“Oh. Interesting. But enough about Draco,” she leaned closer to Spyder, almost “dangerously close” before adding in a mildly seductive and coquettish tone, “Tell me stuff about you. And in return, I'll tell you things about me. Would you mind doing that? Even with my song playing?”

“Okay. Well first off…” and for the rest of the ride, Blackfire and Spyder told each other stuff about themselves, and got closer, almost admitting that they loved each other, but not yet. Once Spyder pulled up to his place and parked the car, the two sat there, Blackfire afraid of missing the chance to hook up with someone that knew so much about her. Of course, she'll get her chance, just not in the car. Spyder was the first to start moving, by getting out of the car and being the smooth operator he is (not in real life), he walked over and opened and helped Blackfire out of the car.

“You got a big house,” Blackfire said as she stared at the colossal building before her eyes.

“Thanks. Not much on the outside, but it can be somethin' whenever a party's happening.” Spyder led his crush to the front door, unlocked it, and then held it open for her as she walked in. After stepping in, Spyder called out for Yayap. It came waddling in, causing Blackfire to stare in bewilderment at what it was; it was a Grunt.

“Don't worry,” Spyder calmingly said, “he's completely harmless and my personal servant. I captured the bastard on Halo Installation 04. Oh, shoulda shown you this,” he reached into his shirt and pulled out his dog tags, “I'm Spartan-389 in the UNSC.”

Blackfire didn't mind that detail, she was mildly freaked that he had a Grunt for a servant, or one at all. She got over her shock quickly, then asked where she was going to crash while she stayed with him. Spyder put his dog tags away, then escorted her to a guest room. She thanked him for the ride, gave him a quick hug then bolted into the room, blushing madly.

“If you need anything, I'm just down the hall,” Spyder said through the door. Turning to face the Grunt, he asked, “So what'd you do while I was gone?”

“Nothing,” Yayap replied in the semi-squeaky voice the Grunts talk with, “I was playing Halo 2 again...”

“Well, just try to stay out of sight for a while.”

Yayap looked up quizzically for a second then guessed, “The girl?” Spyder nodded. “I see, aren't you gonna break the ice—no pun intended—anytime soon? I mean, she seems nice; is she the one you keep telling me about?” Spyder nodded again.

“Later. I'm gonna let her rest up for now. We're close to it though. She seems to like me more than I do her, if that were possible. See ya in the morning, and don't stay up all night.”

“Good night. And good luck with the girl.”

And the two went there separate ways—Spyder to his room and Yayap to his—while Blackfire was “moving in” in her room. She liked the furnishings and the decorations, but most of all, she liked Spyder. She knew better than that, so she decided to admit mentally she loved him. Once she had her belongings where she wanted them, she slipped into her nightclothes then hopped into the queen-sized bed in the middle of the room, but she couldn't fall asleep. And no matter what she tried, she just would not fall asleep—most likely due to her not being used to such kindness and pampering. For over an hour she tried, but no luck, she was still wide-awake, so she decided to think about Spyder, and her feelings for him. If only she knew that Spyder was doing the same…

 

Spyder's Room; Spyder's POV…

After closing the door, he mentally wished Blackfire a good night, then changed into his pajama pants and hopped in the bed, thoughts and fantasies about Blackfire consuming his mind, preventing him from sleeping—although he liked what he was thinkin'. An hour later, Spyder was still wide-awake, and thoughts about Blackfire and him were still consuming his brain. He got out of the bed to piss then hopped back in, and tried sleeping on his side, although it didn't do much. He closed his eyes yet again, and when he felt right on the verge of falling asleep, he heard timid knocks on his bedroom door—no doubt Blackfire.

“Come in,” he groggily said, still in-between sleep and awake (every Saturday morning he's like that around 10:30 am). The door opened up and sure enough, Blackfire was the one knocking. She entered his room and closed the door behind her for some odd reason. “Can't sleep either?” Spyder casually asked her, making a good guess at one of the reasons she came to his room.

Blackfire nodded. Blushing noticeably, she said, “I can't adjust to new places quickly, that's why I never use hotels. Not only that, but,” her blush deepened, “I'm afraid to sleep alone in new places…Would you mind if I slept here with you?” That (semi-) innocent request made Spyder's dick start to harden, but he played it smoothly, and allowed her to hop into the bed with him. Once Blackfire settled in, she started spooning his backside, pressing her chest against his back, with her arm slipping through the gap between his arm and side and draping across his chest, and a leg entwined with his. Spyder was fully aware of her breasts pressing against his back, but what he didn't know, was that she slipped out of her nightshirt! The two laid there, both feeling comfortable against each other, but something went further than it should of, Blackfire's hand! It started on his chest, but it had unknowingly traveled down towards his dick and casually stayed there. Of course, that action jump-started Spyder's system, and his dick quickly reached full hardness, and only then did Blackfire realize where her hand “wondered” to.

She quickly pulled it back and apologized, “I'm so sorry about that. I, I didn't mean to do that. It, it, [sigh], I don't know what came over me…you want me to leave?” Spyder's silence made her nervous, and she was on the verge of tears. She was about to leave, but Spyder stopped her.

“No, you can stay here,” he turned his head to face her, “I don't care if you touch me there, cuz you're the first (and only) one to touch me there. Bravo on the effort.” Blackfire felt herself bushing again at what he said. She sat up, and almost regretted it as the sheets slid down her body, exposing her bare breasts, but Spyder's shocked expression made it worthwhile.

(WARNING, LEMON PART)

“Like what you see?” Blackfire teasingly said, then after Spyder rolled over so he was facing her fully, she grabbed one of his hands and brought it up to her chest. Spyder took this as a free-for-all, and he caressed her breast seductively, then when Blackfire rolled on top of him—strateling his waist in the process—his other hand reached up to join the first. Blackfire let out a gentle sigh at his touch. Spyder rolled the two over, and he told her something very important to her, “If you wanna know why I'm so nice to you, it's cuz, well, I love you.” He quickly leaned in and placed a loving kiss on her lips, momentarily stunning her. After she got over the shock, she relaxed and kissed him back. Spyder pulled back, and found Blackfire smiling! Spyder smiled back, and leaned in for a more passionate kiss, adding some tongue this time. Blackfire complied, and allowed Spyder to play with her tits.

Breaking the kiss again, Spyder stared at Blackfire, his hands still playing with her tits. Blackfire gave Spyder a flirtatious smirk before playfully saying, “If you haven't guessed already, I love you too. And I realized it moments ago, before I came in here. However, there's just one thing I'd love to do with you…” Spyder didn't need to be psychic to guess what she wanted.

Without stalling, Spyder said, “I'd be happy to fuck you! Just hold on a sec, I'm gonna spice this up.” (This is where things get weird—remember, it was Spyder33's idea) Blackfire smile turned from happy to horny in a flash, but she was bewildered when Spyder dove over the side of the bed. When he popped back up, he had a can of whip-cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup. Blackfire couldn't help laughing at the idea, but she was willing to try.

While Spyder crawled over to her—shaking up the whip-cream as well—Blackfire made a little joke at what he was suggesting, “What? No ice cream?” and she started laughing more.

“Ha, ha. What if you're the ice cream? Just kidding. But seriously, whadya say?”

“Fine with me, lover-boy,” Blackfire seductively said. When Spyder finally reached her, she stripped off his clothes as well as her own, leaving the two completely naked. The two immediately fell into another passion-filled kiss, and Blackfire rolled them over so she was on top. She took the chocolate syrup away from him, and opened the bottle, then she broke the kiss and traveled down to his 7.5-inch dick (he told me to make him that big…don't ask). She gave Spyder a sexy—and eerily horny as well—smile before she tilted the bottle so the dark-brown contents would ooze out and spatter on his dick. Deciding when she had enough on his dick, she closed the cap and tossed it on the bed next to the can of whip-cream, then bent over and hovered over his dick for a moment. She grabbed his chocolate-coated dick with her hand, and jerked him off a bit, making sure every spot of his dick had chocolate on it, then stuck in her mouth and sucked gently on the head.

Chocolate favored cock…just the thing I need after a day like today. I wonder what'll drive him nuts. Guess I'll find out later, Blackfire thought to herself while she started bobbing her head up and down Spyder's dick. She swirled her tongue along the shaft of his dick while sucking almost hard enough to remove a tattoo, while Spyder emitted several moans from the attention.

When Blackfire thought she sucked too much chocolate from the top of his dick, she took more of this dick into her mouth and started sucking the bottom part of his dick, the chocolaty taste renewed in her mouth, increasing the number of moans produced by the fire- and ice-power wielding teen. By now, Blackfire pretty much had his whole dick in her mouth, and she just about sucked off all the chocolate, and to top it off, Spyder was about to bust, all he need was a good suck or two. Unfortunately, he was stupid enough to beg Blackfire to suck harder, and she did, triggering his orgasm. Blackfire took and swallowed every drop of semen that erupted from Spyder's dick, savoring the taste, even as some of it mixed with the chocolate that remained from the blowjob. After swallowing the last drop, she licked up the remaining syrup on his dick while it twitched every which-way. Finishing with the chocolate, Blackfire made her way back up to Spyder and kissed his cheek.

“Damn that felt awesome,” Spyder complimented his now girlfriend, “never woulda guessed you had it in ya. Thanks,” he leaned over and kissed her deeply, sucking lightly on her tongue as it slipped into his mouth. Soon the two were lost in another make-out session, and they started rolling over and over, Spyder grabbing Blackfire's ass repeatedly. After about the thirtieth time, Blackfire retaliated and grabbed Spyder's ass. Eventually, the ass grabbin' ceased, and so did the rolling—Spyder on top this time.

Grinning mock-evilly at Blackfire, Spyder said, “Now I'm gonna have a little fun with you!” he kissed her deeply, then backed away as she tried to return it. Smirking playfully at her, he pulled the cap off the chocolate syrup bottle, and squirted a bit on her tits, starting from the valley between her tits, and spiraling around the breast to the nipple, where he let some pool before he stopped the flow of chocolate, and did the same to the other tit. He used a finger to smear some of the syrup around before he lowered his head down to suck on a chocolate-coated boob. First, he licked up the chocolate between her breasts, then slowly licked his way up her left nipple where he sucked hard enough to almost draw some breast milk form her (if someone could tell me how babies do it so easily, I'd appreciate it). Doing so, he nearly ravished the chocolaty taste covering her skin.

While he was sucking, Blackfire couldn't stop herself from moaning as loud as she could, nor from holding his head to her breast while practically screaming, “OH, keep it goin' right there, baby! Oh, that's the spot, baby!”

Spyder was about to stop sucking right then and there, but he had to admit, he liked the way she was talking to him in a pleasure-induced tone. He sucked a little longer, all the while playing with the other breast with his right hand, rubbing the nipple—already coated in chocolate. While he did so, he sneaked the can of whip-cream over to the entrance of her pussy, keeping his finger on the nozzle—ready to spray the white cream on her. Deciding on somethin' better, he swirled his finger around her pussy lips—making Blackfire moan a little more—then he slowly slid the finger—and unbeknownst to Blackfire the nozzle of the whip-cream can—into the depths of her pussy. Blackfire remained oblivious to what was in her pussy aside form Spyder's finger, until he pressed down on the nozzle and the can sprayed its contents into her pussy.

“What the hell are you—” Blackfire stopped herself from asking when Spyder pulled out the whip-cream can and smirked at her. She shook her head in disbelief, but allowed Spyder to travel down to her crotch. Once there, Spyder kissed the area just outside her pussy lips, then he slid his tongue into her, causing her to moan and shriek like she was in a Japanese hentai video. Spyder had to admit that using extra-thick whip-cream was a bad idea, but he only squirted enough into her to just about coat—not to mention fill—her pussy walls with the white cream. But he didn't let the cream distract him from his target, her clit. Licking around her pussy, he ate some of the whip-cream along with some escaping juices—mixing together well, but not enough—all the while giving Blackfire as much pleasure as possible. One hand reached up to her breasts and began fondling her again, while the other played with her ass for a bit, then went up to her other breast. The whip-cream in her pussy was starting to dissipate, and Spyder could tell when her moaning and shrieking had gotten louder. She started wriggling around, and tried to use her legs to push his head in further, but had little luck.

I think she's about to blow…hope it tastes better than the whip-cream, Spyder thought as he pushed his tongue in deeper. As she wriggled, she placed her hands on her breasts and fondled them herself, leaving Spyder's hands free to help keep her in one spot and push his head deeper so his tongue could go further into her pussy. A few moments, Blackfire let out a loud, high-pitched cross between a moan and shriek as her orgasm reached its peak, and she squirted her honey on her boyfriend's face, coating him a combination of cum and whip-cream. Spyder drank as much as he could, but missed what splashed onto his face. After her motions calmed down, although Blackfire was feeling the after affects of her orgasm surging through her body, Spyder looked around for the whip-cream can.

Once he found it, he shook it up some more, but Blackfire asked him to titie-fuck her a little, and after Spyder stopped shaking the can, he dropped it and straddled her chest area and stuck his dick in between her breast—still coated in smeared chocolate syrup—and slowly slid his dick back and forth. After a few strokes, Blackfire regained her breath, she grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup and squirted a massive amount on his dick and her breasts, effectively lubing up his dick—and her chest as well—and he went faster.

“Oh, Spyder! Stop here and fuck me NOW!” Blackfire screamed at him. Spyder still had the whip-cream can in his hand, so he squirted more into her pussy, then her rammed his dick into her insides—painless for Blackfire (remember, while she was in the Centaury prison she was raped, so this isn't her first time). She moaned as she felt the whip-cream being forced against her pussy walls and Spyder's dick squeezing inside of her. She tilted her head back, letting the pleasure fill her up, and after she felt a pleasure surge, she forced Spyder back when she abruptly sat up and forcefully kissed him. When she broke the kiss, she quickly got off and propped herself on all fours.

She didn't have to say anything in order to get Spyder to fuck her doggie-style, he took his cue when she got off of him after the kiss. He steadied her hips with his hands, and as he kept ramming his dick into her pussy, more of the whip-cream escaped from her with each out-stroke (that sounded dumb…) along with the extra chocolate syrup from her breasts, but neither lover noticed. A few seconds later, on a total sex-induced haze, Blackfire forced herself way away from Spyder, but as quickly as she broke away from him, she switched positions and was now laying on her back while sucking Spyder's dick again, while he was still on his knees. It took him a few seconds to notice, but he immediately bent over and starting licking around in her pussy yet again, forcing more moans from his girlfriend.

With both teens fast approaching another orgasm, Spyder tried to switch positions on Blackfire like she just did, but he wasn't fast enough, Blackfire squirted her juices all over his face and on the bed—as well as some of the whip-cream and chocolate syrup. However, since Blackfire was suffering the after affects of her orgasm, he had the freedom to pull away and quickly ram his dick into her pussy just as his dick started twitching—signaling the start of his orgasm—and filled Blackfire up with a fresh dosage of semen. Now that their little fun was over, the two lovers panted while they laid side-by-side, both almost ready to pass-out. However, Blackfire had a little energy left in her body, but she realize that she—as well as Spyder—were dirty, both nearly covered in a combination of chocolate syrup, whip-cream, cum, sweat, and semen. Making up her mind, she rolled out of the bed and casually strolled over to the bathroom—and the shower inside. (Here's somethin' I'm throwing in just cuz I can)

Spyder noticed where Blackfire was going, and he followed her, surprising her when he closed the door. Blackfire smiled casually, stepped into the shower stall, then signaled Spyder to join her. Spyder gave her a naughty smile before stepping in with her. He turned on the water, and the two started cleaning each other—both paying more attention to each other's crotches. Of course, because they were mildly tired, they were content to cleaning their bodies, but that didn't mean they played with each other a little...

Once the two finished their shower, they both kissed deeply, and once they broke, Blackfire jerked of Spyder's dick while he fingered her a little. Since the shower was still on—splashing water on the two lovers—they continued their activities until they cummed. Once they cleaned themselves off for the final time, they stepped out and dried their wet bodies. After immerging back into the bedroom, the two realized that the bed was a complete mess. They looked at each other, but decided it would be best if they slept in another room. After grabbing their clothes, Spyder and Blackfire walked down to Blackfire's room and fell asleep as soon as the two cuddled close to each other and saying they loved each other—Finally, they thought as the same time in their minds—verbally.

 

Down the hall, Yayap's POV...

Yayap had overheard the whole scene from his room—well, the moaning was what he heard—and was glad that it was over.

“About time they finished. I thought humans didn't last long, considering how easy it was to kill them during the war… but whatever. Maybe Master finally found his lover. Damn it, now I owe Psycho-Dragon $15! Just my luck. Those demons always get lucky. Well, at least Master doesn't know about the bet…” After loathing for a few minutes, Yayap curled up and fell asleep—taking a moment to activate the security holograms.

From then on, the entire household was as quiet as the rest of the neighborhood. If anyone was awake and outside, they probably would of noticed a lone Hunter patrolling the yard, but no one was, so no one knew about it. Peace held its hold on the night for now, and all the way through morning.

 

To Be Continued…

 

A/N: This Chapter solely focused on Spyder and Blackfire. The events that took place were all Spyder's idea—`cept for the whole shower thing as well as the Grunt and Hunter, those were mine. This chapter isn't needed for the main plot of the story, but Spyder33 wanted it, so he got it. As for why I decided to add this, it's cuz later on this'll come into play, as well as the other lemons I will do in this story. This is only lemon #2 of 7—one for every couple (although there might be a repeat here or there…)—and the final two do not involve the current Titans or Shadow Scope X. If you want more info on what I plan, email me at ryudragonuv_SR388@yahoo.com. Thanks, and see ya next time!