My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Chapter 14Raven and Gar continued for a few months in the same manner. Raven enjoyed their arrangement. Over the time, they had spent nights apart. He never questioned where she went or with whom, and she appreciated the freedom. Likewise, if he left and didn’t return it didn’t bother her. Because when they came back together, nothing ever changed. They still playfully teased each other and talked openly during their nights spent together. And around the others, they acted as if nothing different had ever happened behind closed doors. As the time had passed, as relatively short as it was was, Raven had opened up a lot to Gar. And possibly even matured from their continued partnership. She no longer felt embarrassed by strange noises her body might make, or felt uncomfortable about asking questions and trying new things. And so also no longer felt the need to ever try warming lubricant again. It was a comforting feeling she hadn't known she was missing. Part of it she attributed to them not dating. It was as if she just had to open part of herself to someone else. The part she was willing to. If some strange demon ritual needed to take place, she could leave for a few hours, and he wouldn't pry into her absence past an excuse of being 'busy'. And because of which she almost took comfort in him also having his own secrets. Though part of her was curious what he didn't tell her about, it made her feel like more of an equal. And that they really did have a trusting friendship.
Peaking her head around the side of the book, Raven watched the lights of the screen play across Gar's face. Beside him Victor laughed, shoving his side excitedly. And once in awhile one or the other would comment on the current action movie's horrible fighting scenes, as normal. Or so she assumed. Her ears were stuffed with plugs, and she was curled up facing away from the screen. With a few pillows beneath her head, and the side of the couch to her right to lean into, she was happily cuddled up with some light reading. And light day dreaming. The boys were oblivious to her watching them, so she let her mind drift as she looked over Gar's face. He had become surprisingly calming in the past few months. His presence quieted her when it use to fill her with such heated emotions. Though as she watched him crack that crooked smile, his laughter greeting her even without sound, she knew he still could. Just in a much more desirable way. Slowly her eyes lost focus and drifted somewhere down to his shirt. It was almost absurd to her now that she had gotten so worried about killing the mood when they had tried syrup. Through trial and error they had learned a lot about each other. And it had become a sworn promise that the other would speak up if something wasn't right. No hard feeling. Though to be fair, with her empathy and his trained senses, there wasn't much fooling each other. Her eyes refocused and she raised them to Gar's face once more. With an almost eiry sense he quickly caught it and glance to the side to meet her eyes. Victor was on the other side of him and wouldn't see, or understand, their shared smirk or quiet laugh. But Raven sure did. Last night they had been given permission to have a night off. With five extra young heroes in residence that past weekend, there was more than enough protection on call. So they were free to enjoy the night. And enjoy it they did. --- Raven giggled as Gar reached up and nibbled on her neck. The warm dizzying effect of the wine was taking hold and she found it increasingly easy to let herself purely dissolve into the delight of focusing on only his touch. She believed he was also feeling the effects. With one quick shift of his internal metabolism he could easily pass the alcohol from his system. And as he had moved about the room, fluidly sweeping her off her feet several times, sometimes literally, she doubted his intoxication. But every once in awhile he stumbled or laughed at something a little longer than he normally would and she was assured he was in the same frame of mind as her. She was sitting on top of his stomach, soaking up the feel of his warm hands running slowly up her arms and shoulders. Till they came back down, lightly skimming over her spine. Instantly her skin prickled with the tickle and she jumped. "Gar," she warned, though without much menace as it came out with a few betraying giggles. He only laughed in return and continued his path down to her hips, where he grabbed on to signal he was ready. She decided she was as well, and picked her bottom up, shimming back down his body. After a few failed attempts she looked up to meet his gaze. At one point she would have felt pressured to know how to do this and to do it right every time. But now she only let him take over, and in his admirable skill he managed to slip inside. Usually she didn't even need to use her hands, but he knew as well as she did that she was not in the state to be grabbing anything with her powers. Least not his penis. Eagerly she began to rock forward. In her cocky tipsiness she wanted to once again prove how well she could be on top. And with each powerful slam down onto him her excitement and range of motion grew. The hands gripping her hips and the noise escaping his parted lips told her she was indeed proving herself. But then she wasn't. And in misjudging her actions, she accidentally came too far forward and out he went. He let out a gasp of surprise and her eyes darted to his, where they met for a quick exchange of shock. Before breaking out into laughter, each at the other's face. Gar had mentioned that he loved her expressive face in bed, even ones of shock or disgust. Raven imagined it was just the pure fact she was actually showing emotions. And after hearing his giggles she realize just how wide her eyes had gotten, or how her lips had formed a tiny surprised 'o'. But she didn't have long to ponder it. Raven let out a cry as Gar flipped her over and climbed on top. Bracing himself on his left elbow he looked down and drew a few shapes over her rising chest with his other hand. "Why don't we try that position that we did the night of those fireworks?" "Alright," she quickly agreed, trying to recall what exactly it had entailed. She remembered it being enjoyable, but that was about it. "Was I on my stomach?" Without waiting for an answer she started trying to roll over while still partially under him. "No, I think it was more of a side thing." Gar pushed himself to get more over her as she rolled, and in a horrible chance meeting she jerked her knee over and felt it collide with him, hard. With every bit of clarity she had, she wished it wasn't the spot she thought it was. But the sharp inhale proved she was right. Had he been in a better state of mind he would have easily missed her, but now as chance would have it, he hadn't. Almost all the way over anyway, she continued to roll over and landed on her belly. On top of a fist clenched in pain. It pushed just enough into her lower ab and she felt the sudden realization that she needed to pee. Gar had already rolled himself off to the side on his back and was breathing through clenched teeth. "I'm sorry," Raven quickly peeped out before running off to the bathroom. He gave her a quick wave to say it was fine. But half way to her bathroom, she also realized she had a butt plug in. "Gar!" She loudly whispered. "I still have the plug in!" The pain was becoming worse with every step. "Yeah?" He replied, also giving an attempt at whispering. Though his voice still reflecting his obvious pain. "I have to pee!" Even mentioning it seemed to make it worse, and thinking about it made Raven wonder if she would even make it to the bathroom in time. "So? Can't you pee with it in?" One of his hands raised to wipe his face, but he still managed to glance at the dancing naked woman. He was still breathing heavily and his words came out as whispered moans. "I'm not sure, I never have before." Raven knew she was wining, but she needed help. "I think you can." His tried to assure her with quick breathes of pain between his words. She tried to continue to whisper, though it was now louder than she would actually talk. "No, I have to get it out." Apparently she must have nailed him pretty good. He remained on the bed, his face a weird mixture of pain and humor. Finishing her frantic run to the bathroom, Raven tried to grab at the exterior of the butt plug. But it wouldn't budge. She tried relaxing, but the sensation of having to pee quickly caught up to her and she had to squeeze shut again. After a few more attempts while dancing around she poked her head back out. "I can't remove it, I have to pee too bad." Gar was now laying on his side, facing the bathroom with his arms between his bend up knees. He appeared to still be in pain, though it seemed to be dying down. Despite the grimace, his face broke into a smile. He was finding her panic funny and could no longer hide it. "Just go pee." He laughed. Only wining in response, Raven turned around to look at the toilet, dancing a little. There really was no alternative, and she wasn't sure what she expected would happen. Maybe accidentally pooping the small item out? The thought of pooping anything out while Gar was so close disturbed her slightly. But she was in pain. Quickly waddling over, she finally sat down and peed longer than she thought she possibly could. After a few minutes, she appeared in the door way. Free of a painful bladder and now butt plug as well. Though in a hurry to get it out, she had removed it a little premature of actually relaxing. And she felt a little shock from the removal. Quietly she walked back to the smiling Gar, hoping the pain in her rear would subside quickly. "Good?" He asked, still slightly laughing. Stretching back out he laid, on his back to look up at the calming woman in front of him. "Yeah, mostly." She replied with a sigh. They each took a deep breath and knew what they had. "It's not happening tonight is it?" Raven asked. "Heh," Gar murmured, "I don't think so. Even if I wanted to, I think I'm either suffering from whiskey dick or broken kidney." Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down to the bed. She was easily pulled, but as her head started to swim from the motion decided it best to just go with the flow and landed beside him with her eyes closed. Licking her lips a few times and rubbing her forehead she poked open an eye and glanced over at him. He already had an arm under a pillow and was pulling the blanket up towards them. It was for the best they had stopped. Just laying there seemed to cause the room to swim. And she quickly fell asleep, only partially aware of Gar kissing her cheek. ---- Raven read a few more chapters before the movie was over. Popping out a earplug she listening to Victor finish a story about his car. He waved at Raven, thinking she still couldn't hear him, and left to the garage. "How's your bum?" Gar asked. "Better. How's your balls?" "Recovered." "Why did we think it would be fun to drink that much and try to have sex?" Gar shrugged. "It worked just fine last month. Just a funny series of events." He laughed, probably at the memory of her. Raven found herself also lightly laughing. Now sober the whole thing seemed ridiculous. "What did you think was going to happen?" Gar asked. "I don't know." Raven laughed. "It just seemed a strange thing to do. And really really important at the time. How was the movie?" Raven folded up the book and sat up, popping the other earplug out. "It was alright." Gar replied. "Speaking of movies...." He hinted. But Raven just looked around. "What?" she finally asked. "Did you ever watch the one you and Star accidentally made?" "Oh." Honestly Raven had forgotten about the movie. With Dick and Star out of the tower she hadn't had to think about it in a long time. Though she partly was just blocking it from memory. "No." She simply answered. "What? Why not? I bet it's really good." "Pff." Raven rolled her eyes. "You only say that because it's two women." "No, I would be curious though if I accidentally made one." Gar fell quiet as he picked up the remote and started flipping through channels. Most people probably would be curious, but she honestly hadn't put much thought into it. Though now of course she was. At the time she had felt sexy and adventurous, but it was probably as clumsy and awkward as the night before had been. "No. It would just be odd to watch it. I don't even watch a lot of porn. Why would I watch myself?" Raven wondered out loud. In response, Gar just bounced his eyebrows and shoulders. "Gar...." Raven started. Something in his purposefully avoidance had her suspicious. "Whaaat?" He was absolutely being suspicious. "Gar!" She repeated. Huffing, he threw the remote down and dropped his voice, leaning towards her. "Alright fine, Dick might have brought it up to me when he found out we were sleeping together." "You told him?" Raven quickly interrupted him. Though she didn't feel as embarrassed as she thought she would have. Maybe because Dick wasn't even in the tower. "No I didn't tell him. He's not even here and he's figuring shit out." Gar mumbled. "You're getting side tracked." Raven raised an eyebrow in shock. "Anyway he mentioned the video and said if there was any way possible that I just had to see it." Raven blankly looked at him. It wasn't going to happen. "Had. To." He repeated for emphasis. "No." "Had. To." He repeated again. "No." "Ha..." "Gar." He laughed lightly and turned back to the tv. Obviously not really hell bent on the action, just teasing her. But as she thought it over, she realized the only way she would watch it was with him. Watching it alone seemed almost scarier, like she needed his support there to tell her the awkward way her side rolled up was actually cute. Or the weird way she crawled on her hands and knees wasn't weird at all, but maybe sexy. Part of her was curious after all, though she was only just now admitting it to herself. "Okay." She slowly drew out every syllable of the word. The smile fell from his face and he turned towards her. "What?" he asked, stunned. "Okay." His crooked smile returned, "You are never full of surprises my dear.
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