Early Birthday Present
Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 4.2k Fandoms: Teen Titans (Animated Series), DC Animated Universe (Timmverse) Rating: Explicit Warning: Underage Sex Pairing: Raven/Victor Stone Tags: PWP, Masturbation, Hormones, Pheromones, Sexual Fantasy, Sexual Tension, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Barebacking, Oil as Lube, Fucking Machines (literally), Cybernetics, Mechanical Penis, Demon/Cyborg Relationship, Demon Sex, Cyborg Sex, Robot Sex, Cock Warming, Sharing Body Heat, Heatplay, Hot Sex, Switching, Height Differences, Riding, Rough Sex, Dom Raven, Sub Victor Stone, Slight Pain Kink, One Shot, Not Beta Read. Summary: Raven thought she'd be able to wait for her 18th birthday before having that sweet, sweet night with her boyfriend Cyborg. She couldn't, no really she could not.
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One finger in, one finger out. She quickly switched to adding a few more in after such a routine got stale. The pleasure was only decent currently, but as soon as she herself into focus, she knew it would feel incredible. She was imagining it; her boyfriend, Victor Stone, also known as Cyborg, absolutely pounding through her, really ripping her uterus a new one. He had that charming, confident smile wiped across his face; a smug focus that Raven secretly adored. He'd lean in to get a little closer, both her legs over his shoulders, hands now placed at both her sides. There was but little room betwixt their lips, and she could feel the air he breathed tickling down onto her with each hot pant.
"Rae-Rae, ya like this?" he asked, huffingly.
She bit down on her finger, worried it might bleed from how much pleasure she was stifling down into it.
"Y-, Y-Yes..." she whimpered.
Honesty was something she always kind of struggled with, but especially during intimate moments like these. One of the hands, his hands, resting at her sides moved up to gently cusp her by the chin; running a few fingertips lovingly under it before clutching.
"It's all good Rae-Rae, you don't need to feel embarrassed about showing this side of you to me... I guarantee I'll be into whatever you have to say after all."
Oh dear, she might cum on the spot just processing what he's said just now.
"R-Really? You mean that?..." she questioned, with shimmering eyes.
And there it was again, that damned smile of his.
"Of course, in fact... I'm barely holding on right now." he says, through an expressive grunt of satisfaction.
She finally wants to say something.
"Cum for me Cy..."
"Oh yeah baby, I will..."
"Cum for me Cy, now."
"Ohhhh..."
"Cum, cum for me now."
"Keep going babe, that's so good..."
"Cum for me Vic..."
"Oh god, you're doing wonderfully~!"
"Cum~! P-Please cum~! I can't bare another moment without your passion filling me up~!!"
"Ohh god! Rae-Rae~!!"
"Cum, cum, cum! Cum inside of me Vic~!!"
"It's here! I'm cumming~!!"
"Ohhhhh yessss~!!"
With that, she came; her fluids squirting out of her in an almost violent manner onto her fingers. She kept sticking them in and out of her in rapid, brief instances of time, as her vagina continued to ooze and ejaculate all of her pleasure. When coming down, she was left feeling sweaty, breathless, and slightly dirty for choosing to squirt herself all over her own mattress. But it was worth it in her eyes, cause that was a damn good fantasy she just had. Raven can't remember the last time she masturbated and it actually felt that good, she even felt herself smiling widely from ear to ear because of it; and that in and of itself is an achievement. She took a few moments of silence to soak in the ecstasy and express herself through dreamy sighs of contentedness. But shortly after, she started getting triggered at the sight of her own semen spritzed messily across her bed, so she grabbed a nearby towel and got to work on cleaning it up.
While walking down the hallway, she groaned and stretched her eyelids low out of annoyance towards herself. She feels frustrated at her actions, since it's only been a day since she last touched herself and she's already felt so heated that the desire bled over into this day as well. Most of all however is that she's slightly worried, not immensely but just enough to get her nerves rattling with unease. This is the fourth time this week she's touched herself to dirty thoughts of kinky sex with her boyfriend, and that's really only making her crave the real thing more and more each time she does it. But she cannot, she promised herself that she would wait until she was of proper, legally binding age to do it. That being said, she wouldn't exactly be against the prospect of failing to achieve that goal by doing it with him early instead. She also isn't quite sure why this mental rule is so important to her, she clearly wants it bad and just getting it out of the way will significantly benefit her more than waiting for it will.
And yet, she still tries to set out for her original task, requiring such needless patience.
Still walking, she gets a little lost in thought thinking about it more, trying to understand herself better. This mental rule of hers truly came out of nowhere now that she's properly reflecting on it. It just kind of came naturally to her, and from then on she's just been blindly following it without much question or doubt until now. But before she's able to receive a satisfying conclusion to her train of thought, someone interrupts her as she steps into the living room.
"Yo, Rae-Rae! Whattup girl?" says the source of her current dilemma.
Great, she already feels a subtle blush warming over her cheeks. She shakes her head, blindly returning to that rule of chastity despite it not making a whole lot of sense in retrospect, but there's no longer any time left to think back on it before she ferally springs all her carnal desires and needs onto her half-mechanical boyfriend. She lifts up her hand, shyly waving it while avoiding direct eye contact.
"H...hi." she quietly replies.
Thankfully, he turns his attention back onto the TV, while she breathes a sigh of relief and goes to join him. It's not like she's approaching because she wants desperately to have sex with him, no no, of course not. She just wants to spend a little time together with her boyfriend, is that so wrong? Really??
Wow, that thought came off a little more frantic than she intended. Regardless, she sits down on the furthest side of the couch, far away from him, while her blush only grows with more time. He's happily content to just watch his TV show in peace and quiet while she sits all the way over there, he knows Raven well after all, and he definitely knows how much she values her space. But then a memory occurs to him that he thinks he ought to tell her about, just so she has the information.
"Oh, forgot to tell ya this earlier Rae, but the rest of the Titans are gonna be gone for a couple days. Something about a scouting mission I think? So yeah, don't worry about them not being here for a while." he informs.
Raven's eyes go wide as her heartbeat only increases drastically. Oh no.
Partially unintentionally, she scoots much closer to where he's seated, causing some very unsubtle side-eye from him. He looks at her, just for a moment, bamboozled by why she scooted closer to him just now, but he brushes it aside and returns to happily staring at the TV. She takes one of the fingers she used for masturbation earlier and holds it up in her mouth, stifling the shaky breaths she's emitting. Her body is getting sweatier and hotter by the moment, and her thighs are rubbing together as if they're attempting to start a fire. Unfortunately, Cyborg's watchful eye catches notice of this, and questions her on it.
"Uhm... Rae, you feelin' alright?" he asks, with genuine concern.
"Y...Yes, just fine. Please stop looking at me now..." she quietly requests.
He looks a little discontent with her answer, but he doesn't push it any further. Quickly, he averts his attention back onto the TV, as Raven tries using some calming breathing techniques to steady herself. She reminds herself that this is just a quick outburst of simple desire, it will ware off and fade into nothingness momentarily. For now, she's just gotta stick it out. This comforts her quite a bit, and she feels herself getting less horny by the second...
And then a very, very raunchy sex scene pops up on the TV.
She quickly blushes, watching how the couple on TV are going at it so ferociously. How was this allowed on live television, she wonders; it's literally softcore porn! But that's the problem really, it's porn. And porn is the last thing she needs right now. She quickly finds herself sinking back into depravity, her heartbeat slowly returning to a speedy pace until it's sprinting fast. Her finger returns hastily back into her mouth as she stifles her breaths reeking of desperation, as her thighs return to rubbing into one another frantically. Cyborg notices this return to form of course, and reaches for the remote.
"I-I'm sorry." he says, turning off the TV.
She looks at him.
"Why'd you turn it off?" she asks.
He looks surprised by her response.
"I-, wasn't that sex scene bothering you? You look pretty uncomfortable..." he says.
She shakes her head, a light smile forming on her face.
"Not at all, I was just surprised by how graphic it was, that's all." she replies.
"Oh, my bad... hehe..." he says, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.
He quickly turns the TV back on before the silence starts to drag him down to the pit of discomfort alongside Raven; kicking, screaming and all. The sex scene somehow gets worse, ramping up so absurdly fast that it's almost comical. Key word being almost, as she still finds herself incredibly aroused by it. God, being a horny teenager in this instance absolutely sucks, she hasn't felt this uncomfortable since the last home dinner she had with her father. But, as if things couldn't possibly get any worse, a tantalizing thought/question pops into Raven's mind.
Do Cyborgs have metal dicks?
She gulps, all this lust is starting to become overbearing to the highest degree, it's taking all she's got not to just lunge atop him right now and nourish him then and there, like a complete savage. Her eyes keep wandering towards him as the scene continues playing out to it's fullest, something she's certain he's definitely noticing. He looks uncomfortable, is she causing that? She really hopes not. She tries her hardest to keep her eyes to herself, but no matter what, they always seem to have a mind of their own when in a heated state like this. But the question is eating away at her internally, burning her, forcing her to regurgitate it out into the open. She coughs to clear her throat, a way to make this seem more natural than it will probably sound once coming out of her mouth.
"Hey Cy?" she calls.
"Hmm? Yeah Rae?" he immediately replies.
"I...uhh, have a question..." she adds.
"Okay, shoot." he quickly comments.
It takes a moment of uncomfortable, breathy silence before she spits it out.
"Uhm... do Cyborgs have toooo... pee?" she questions.
He's staring at her, as if to directly access her soul. Great, just as expected, she wants to die now.
"Yeah, actually. Well, more likely just me considering... y'know." he vaguely answers.
Raven shakes her head, intentionally.
"No, I don't actually. Tell me more." she bluntly requests.
He rubs the back of his head, looking away from her for a moment before remaking eye-contact.
"Well... since I'm half human, I still need to pee the same way a human man does, and that requires... a penis." he awkwardly explains.
She chokes down the urge to start foaming at the mouth.
"Aannnnddd?..." she casually exclaims.
He chuckles and shakes his head with a forced smile.
"Why am I getting the idea that you have some ulterior motives behind these questions?" he playfully inquires.
She gulps.
"Put those ideas out of your head, I'm just curious about your biology that's all..." she claims.
He crooks up and eyebrow at her.
"Mhm, I bet you're reeaal curious about something else am I right?" he questions.
Shit, he's right on the money. But she plays it off as perfectly as she can, shaking her head in disagreement.
"Not at all, so do you have a penis?" she inquires.
He looks at her in silence for a moment before sighing defeatedly.
"Yes Rae-Rae, I've got a penis. And before you ask, it is a robotic one since... well, you know." he answers.
And that's it. That's what does her in. She can't bare this lustful state without him in her any longer.
"Another question." she says.
He looks towards her with suspicion in his eyes.
"Shoot."
"Do you also have needs for... reproduction?" she asks.
He splutters, momentarily surprised that he's surprised by her next question.
"Man I knew it. Rae-Rae, I thought we agreed that-"
"I know. But please Cy... look at me. I've been wanting you all day, we have the tower to ourselves, and you've got a functioning penis. I'd be a fool if I didn't take this opportunity..." she explains.
She gently places her hand over his crotch, rubbing at it softly.
"Please? You have no idea how much I want you right now..." she says.
His will to honor Raven's requests from a year ago were strong, but in the face of true temptation he was but a weak man. A weak man who crumbled instantly to her touch.
"Fuck Rae-Rae... now you've got me going. I hope this is worth it." he says, with a playful grin.
"Trust that it will be." she replies, equally as playful.
They entered her room, heart continuing to beat faster than ever before as the lightswitch was flipped. They went over to her bed, Cyborg got on first, with her following right after. By this point he had lost a little bit of the hardness he had acquired from before, so she had an idea to quickly resolve that. After a very brief bastardization of what was supposedly a lapdance, he was hard enough again, and Raven laid herself down upon her back. She was honestly impressed at just how speedily her heart was pounding within her chest at this point, maybe finally being able to see his mechanical penis was just that much of a turn-on for her. He was sweating, nervous, and hot; the same state as she had been earlier. He breathed his way through the feeling, each breath growing shaky the further aroused he got. As he guided the tip of his mechanical member to her pearly-pink gates, he paused to look at her.
"Are you sure you wanna do this Rae-Rae?" he thoughtfully asked.
She hissed, appreciative of the concern, but by this point she was so thoroughly consumed by desire that anything but the feeling of his dick inside of her was highly unwelcomed.
"Yes! Now stick it in, please!" she yelled, almost whining in her desperation.
That answer she gave told him exactly how seriously this was needed.
"Okay." he replied with a nod.
The ecstasy she had accrued during the following first push was a better, more satisfying release than any orgasm could ever offer her. The tenderness engrained within each pull and push he gave afterwards only continued to advance that introductory pleasure, maintaining it's exact rhythm while bouncing forth. She's completely at loss for any words, all the noises that spill from her mouth are purely expressions of euphoria. Unfortunately however, that euphoria is brought to a quick halt when he slows down right before stopping completely. She's panting, angrily staring towards her boyfriend as he frantically searches his eyes about the room for something.
"Hey! I was really getting off to that!" she yells.
He quickly reaches for and scoops up a bottle of nearby lubricant he brought to the bedroom apparently.
"Shit, shit! S-Sorry Rae-Rae, I just forgot to lube up." he says in a panicked state.
He pulls out of her entirely, which only pisses her off more.
"What?!" she angrily exclaims, a bit of her demonic form showing itself.
Cyborg almost drops his bottle of lube from the scare it gives him.
"I'm sorry! I gotta apply it, y-you're just so..." he says, pausing to not finish his sentence.
"So what?" she hisses.
"...So tight." he says, a bit of virgin embarrassment flushing over his cheeks.
Without meaning to, that somehow arouses her to a state where her thighs instinctively clench together, as she loudly emits an expressive moan. He looks shocked by her reaction. She is as well, embarrassedly slapping a hand over her mouth to hide both the blush and sounds lurking beneath. He smiles again, driving her further wild as he pours some of the "lube" onto his palm. The lube's texture immediately doesn't look right to her eyes, it's far less thick and much more industrial smelling.
"What kind of lube is that? Charcoal scented?" she jestingly inquires, something that is rather rare for her.
"It's oil. My dick is mechanical so putting normal lube on it would probably damage at least one of its circuits." he explains.
"Oil huh? You better not have gotten any on my bed sheets. That'll be a pain in the ass to clean tomorrow," she remarks.
Cy holds in the urge to make a dirty joke response at her most recent comment, but boy is it hard.... god dammit. He begins stroking his dick to properly lubricate it, looking straight at her throughout the entire process. She bites down on her finger again, just watching Vic touch himself between her while huffing out soft noises is giving her yet another complex to obsess over for the coming few years. The eye contact definitely isn't helping to deter that feeling, and she starts fingering herself again to maybe stretch her pussy out a little more for him. But the pleasure is definitely an added bonus, the little of it she receives before she's forced to remove them so Cy can put his dick back inside of her.
She very openly welcomes it, her legs immediately parting from one another as he gently sticks it back inside. Raven knows he's trying to be considerate with how slowly he's putting it in, she knows that. But fuck, if the slowness didn't feel like a deliberate tease meant to only make her worse as a half-demon. But once it's slipped back into her, it's smooth sailing from there. He returns back to the former starting pace, with not nearly as much introductory pleasure this time to boost her past true ecstasy. That was fine by her, she managed to get enough of such a fill before he inserted himself back in between her.
Their sounds are soft during this first uneventful leg of it. That's perfectly fine, most sex probably starts out this way, it's near the middle and end that are the most exciting parts after all. But sadly, the both of them find that despite being virgins, they aren't that aroused with standard missionary. Perhaps it's because of their horny teenage brains' overexposure to pornography, or the fact they have their own set of kinks they must adhere to in order to really be into something as intimate as this. But whatever that reason is doesn't matter; what does matter is that they need to find away to stimulate themselves with each other's bodies. As the bland intercourse continues, Cyborg finally cooks up an idea to spice things up a little.
"Hey Rae, does my dick feel cold?" he asks.
She looks slightly perplexed by his question, but goes along with it regardless.
"Yeah, k-kind of. Why?" she questions back after answering.
The smile on his face widens before becoming toothy, as he effortlessly activates some kind of function within his pelvic region that emits steam out of his hips. She looks excited and feels that familiar, frankly overstimulating euphoria she felt during the beginning; as what feels like a hastily heating iron is thrust deep into her pussy. The connection between both crotches feels exquisite for both parties, since their genitalia both goes and reaches so deeply that it's hard not to feel blissful. But the pleasure only continued to grow, and Raven was fascinated by how quickly things got heated again just from a simple change of temperature.
"W-What did you d-do?!" she yelps, throughout each expressive sound conveying her sexual bliss.
"I just made my cock warmer, nothin' special..." he flirtatiously explains, while making the smuggest face she thinks she's ever seen from him.
Things are getting real good again, and Raven gets possessed by a splendid idea.
"Hey Cy, get below me. I wanna ride you," she states suddenly.
His eyes widen a little and seems increasingly more aroused than before. He gives an instant nod, and she swears that she caught some steam huffing from his nostrils as he snorted like an angry bull.
"Okay." he simply exclaims.
It didn't muster a lot of effort for them to shift under her and atop him, while still keeping their privates connected. Once he was underneath, she started slowly picking herself up before lowering back down. The pleasure from this was immaculate, and like before, he grasped at her hips; his grip much sturdier than it was previously. Cyborg appeared much more into this than he was with the missionary, which pleased Raven possibly more than it should've. But still, there's one slight little thing bothering her, and it fails to fade overtime as their femdom/malesub persists. After a bit more pleasure, and some thought put into it, she comes to a conclusion on what it is, and how to fix it.
"Hey Cy, can you make your dick even hotter~?" she asks.
"Uhm... yeah, I can. Why?" he questioned.
"Because I want even more heat inside of me..." she admits.
He looks at her as if she's an utter madman.
"I don't know Raven, that could get pretty... painful, don't you think?" he informs.
"Please~?" she asks, her tone incredibly flirtatious.
That's all the convincing he needed before caving into her demands. A wide, perverted smile stretching further across his face.
"If that's what ya want... I got ya!" he exclaims.
His hips produce even more steam, and the cock is now scalding hot inside of her. The burning pain melting her insides makes her bite down on her lower lip, not out of a desire to stifle it slightly, but out of desire to express how aroused she is by such pain. He looks amazed at the fact his girlfriend's into such a kinky thing as masochism, but in retrospect, he supposes it does make perfect sense.
"Damn Rae-Rae!" he exclaims.
Moans now fill the air as their desires crescendo even further, their bodies filled to the brim with ecstasy born from one another. Raven continues riding him like there's no tomorrow, being much rougher atop him as a silent way of conveying the right pace for her bedroom needs. Cyborg feels like he'll melt into a puddle of pure cybernetics and circuitry right now if he doesn't switch things up so he can last at least a little longer. That's when he gets another perfect idea to try out. Without communicating, he starts thrusting upwards into her, swiftly taking back control from her before putting her back beneath him once more. They stare deeply into each other's eyes, which were positively shimmering with want. Now that he knew the way she liked it in bed, and now that he was this far into the lustful state of mind, he worked himself until he was thrusting so harsh and so quickly inside of her; Flash would be jealous.
"A-Aaah, Vic~!" she moaned.
"Mmh... god, Rachel..." he whimpered.
She was smiling quite possibly the widest she's ever smiled before; which wasn't a whole lot, but was definitely way more than Vic was used to. She decided to reward him for catering to her needs like this, taking charge exactly the way she hoped he would. She ripped her suit open, exposing her entire bosom for his eyes only to bare witness to; and my oh my, what an intense witness it was that were laid upon her.
"Good boy..." she whispered.
That's when he knew he made a mistake, this wouldn't make him last any longer. In fact, he was much closer now than he was and would have been had he stayed submissive. But, as he reaches his climax, he feels no regrets, as this whole experience was damn worth it.
"Aagghh... f-fuck~!!" he grunted.
He slammed deep inside of her; his load probably pushing past her cervix as she did nothing but gladly take it in. Her legs were clenched tightly around him as they moaned louder than ever before into each other's ears. As they finally started to come down from their high and definitely from their long-lasting heat, they gasped and panted for the air surrounding them.
"That was... perfect." she whined, her voice worn and raspy from all the moaning.
"Hoooo... you said it." he softly replied.
As he tried to pick himself back up and pull out of her; Raven's legs tightened harder around him, and she pulled him back in by the neck.
"You said the team's away on a scouting mission earlier, correct?"
"Yep." he answered.
"That means we've got the whole tower all to ourselves, which means any place is grounds for something of a certain nature to happen..." she said, with a flirtatious, mischievous grin.
He returned the expression.
"Booyah." he exclaimed.
