Chapter 12: Itch to Scratch Part 2 (18+ for shameless smut)

(AN//: Shameless smut this whole chapter. If you don't wanna read, then don't. Just wait for the next chapter. You won't miss any plot. This might be a long chapter too. If you want to see the emotional developments and such, scroll down until you see a big-ass line of ~'s)

When they set down back on Keith's fire escape, Raven whipped around to face him and jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and kissed Keith. But not the tender, soft, sweet kissing they'd done for the most part. This was burning passion, and kind of a messy kiss. Keith silently laughed, prodding his tongue into her lips and knocked twice with it. She decided to be belligerent, and kept her lips shut: She wanted to see if Keith would make her.

And he did. He chuckled at her, and hid hands travelled down her back and to her glorious ass. Her eyebrows raised, since this was the first time Keith had touched her this way (or any intimate way for that matter) and gasped when Keith slapped her left asscheek.

The gasp was what Keith was trying to get out of her. As he walked inside his apartment, he took advantage of her surprise and proceeded to battle with her tongue for dominance. Naturally, Keith won. He set her down back first, still on top of her, and simply explored her mouth with his tongue.

However, he had access to so much more now that they were on his bed. He wasn't particularly experienced, but he understood human anatomy, and it helped that he could hear the hitches in her breath and the cues of what made her feel good and such. He brought his hands from her waist and set them both to work fondling her breasts through her shirt. She moaned lightly, her own hand travelling south to Keith's crotch, palming the rapidly growing dick through his very tight jeans. Initially, when he was half-mast, he was average. But as she palmed him, and he grew to full, her eyes went as wide as plates. 'Oh shit, he's big.'

Keith groaned at her palming, but he released the tonsil tennis separated, tossing away his black flannel and his t-shirt. As he did, Raven peeled her shirt off, revealing a dark blue lacy bra underneath.

Keith switched to sight so he could take it in and he had to still his own heart rate. He then whispered, since that didn't require his vocal cords, "If I haven't said it before, you are absurdly hot." He returned to fondling her chest, through much less now considering her shirt was gone. Her moans filled his ears, and he relished in them. Her nipples were hardened now, and while his left hand squeezed and kneaded one breast, Keith's other hand began to lightly pinch and tweak her right nipple. Her moans escalated in volume, until she bit her lip to keep them in. Keith tsk tsked. "I want to hear all of those moans. Moan for me." Begrudgingly, she released her lip, and at that exact timing, Keith began to kiss and lightly nibble at her neck. Definitely not enough to leave hickeys, since all those did was hurt later and they were pointless, but little love bites were definitely released.

Her moans immediately turned into gasps and panting. He had found one of her turn-ons, which he filed away in his head. He grinned, and so painstakingly slowly, he travelled down her body. He snaked one hand under her and undid her bra, waiting until he was directly in front of her solid C breasts to look. 'Boobs of the century. Hands down.' He left kisses and nibbles down her neck and her collarbone before he reached her chest. He smirked up at her before he lightly bit, licked, and sucked on one of her tits. Her hands came to tangle in his hair and press him further into her chest, borderline screaming in pleasure. 23 years of an unscratched itch, and goddamn he was scratching it. He gave her tits one last lick over the nips, and met with the button of her pants. He gave a wry grin. "May I?"

She smirked right back. "Only if I may too." He grinned back at her, deftly undoing the button and zipper of her pants, sliding them off of her and revealing panties that matched her bra, though noticeably wetter than her bra.

He leaned his face in to this part of her, near her pussy, and took a deep breath. Being always blind or deaf, his sense of touch, taste, and smell were just a little higher than the average person, just barely enough to matter, and he picked up on her natural smell. Most people smelled like your generic BO, and it wasn't pleasant. Though, the way he understood it, if you smell a recognizable scent from someone, like he was now, it was likely they are your soulmate (I'm making this up as I go, don't mind me.) He smelled a faint whif of mahogany, but an equally faint smell of something sweet...pineapple? Did she prepare herself for this by eating pineapple? How had he not noticed???

He smiled up at her and pressed his fingers into the wet spot of her panties, massaging her lower lips through them and brushing once or twice against her clit. Her hands reached down and tangled in his hands again, her borderline screaming spiking as she came from just how pent up she is. He rose his eyebrows at her, surprised. She blushed sheepishly. "Sorry about that. Being pent up for 23 years had me on a hair trigger." He grinned and nodded, before he proceeded to lick off whatever she released that left the confines of her panties.

'Sweet, just as I thought. I might need to bottle this for myself at work.' He chuckled to himself at the ridiculous and asinine thought, tucking his thumbs under the waistband of her panties. He dragged them off of her, revealing a very well trimmed, almost shaved pussy. He had a feeling she did it via magic, or maybe just good ol razor, he couldn't be sure. What he could be sure of, was that she was fucking SOAKED down here. He laughed and looked up at her engaging his sight to give her his equivalent of "bedroom eyes" or, in this case, "hang-on-to-the-bedsheets eyes" as he honed in.

He pressed hid tongue on the skin next to and on all sides of her pussy, just to tease her, before he pressed his tongue as wide as he could get it and did a blanket sweep up her pussy lips, stopping to press the tip of his tongue lightly into her clit that he somehow had managed to find. She straight-up screamed from this, and balled up the bedsheets in her fists. If she was still influenced by Trigon, then the world would literally be over in this moment.

He grinned at her reaction and massaged her thicc thighs, bringing a hand around to press a finger into her clit while he officially dived in, prodding into her pussy with his tongue and dominating it the same way he'd dominated her mouth. Roughly 2 minutes went by like this, Raven's legs quivering as he made her cum roughly 3 times within 10 minutes. And the last one was a squirt, so he wiped his face off with his hand only to lick her juices off of it. He crawled back up to be face-to-face with her. He was about to ask if she felt good, before she smashed her lips into him and wrapped her legs around him again, rolling on top of him. She released the kiss and gave a sultry look at him. "I've never felt better. I could barely think when you were down there. But, now it's my turn." She had a pretty solid understanding of anatomy, and she understood that teeth on a dick was definitely no bueno.

She undid the button of his skinny jeans, his probably 9-inch dick travelling down one pant leg, and peeled his jeans down, letting his dick spring out. It bopped her nose on the way out, but from her viewpoint right in front of it, it was up to at least her forehead. Gulping in anticipation, she first put her hand around it, moving her hand slowly. She progressively got more and more into it before both hands were working, one on his shaft and the other palming and massaging his balls.

Keith was taking deep, deep breaths, his breathing slowly going ragged. He had jacked off once or twice in his life, but his rage and his crusade had generally kept him satisfied and occupied. But he never knew just how pent up he was. He was 25 now, and the last time he'd jacked it was...oh god. He was 5 years pent up. He sent a mental apology to Raven for just how much cum he would end up giving to her this night. He felt genuinely bad.

She got bored of using just her hands when it was obvious there was more she could do. She took a breath and licked her lips before she dragged her tongue from his swollen, painfully cum-filled balls and all the way up to the tip, before going the opposite direction. She fumbled the intended transition from there, which was just to lick back up, and instead one of his balls popped into her mouth and her intended action was turned into sucking on one of his balls.

His reaction was immediate, his hips bucking slightly and a whispered curse in Gaelic coming from him. She filed that away for later as something that drove him wild before she went back to licking. This time, when she got to the tip, she let her lips close around his head, sucking there. His eyes, hidden behind his eyelids, rolled back in his head a bit. He was using his sight so he could watch her work, but he was also flicking through to hearing. With how fast he could switch, it was equivalent to a flipbook of hearing and seeing. He essentially didn't miss anything, and meshed his hearing with his seeing by mere virtue of switching speed. It was second nature, so he didn't need to concentrate on it. Instead, he concentrated on his purple-haired, goth girlfriend sucking the tip of his dick as he slowly went drunk on the pleasure. But, he also felt a small power trip, looking essentially down at her from his point of view.

While she now sucked the tip of his dick, she worked, very very slowly, at sending it, inch by inch, into her mouth. It hit her gag reflex quickly, only about 4 inches having made it, before her meditation kicked in and she literally turned off her gag reflex, shrugging. 'Fuck it. Or, rather, suck it I guess.' She sent it back into her throat to the base, wriggling her head there in a wonderful deepthroat for a second before her need for oxygen made her let up for a second. She coughed a little, endless saliva connecting her to his dick, incredibly messy. Her eyeliner was trailing a little, and his dick was now colored a little blue by her lipstick. He was a writhing mess during that, restraining himself through sheer mastery of his body to hold back a load, just so the one he would release would be even bigger.

Raven smiled up at him, saliva hanging from her chin. "K, be honest, how slutty do I look right now?" She didn't need to ask if he liked it, she could easily tell that he did. He looked up at her and gave a wry grin.

"The only top-tier slut I would ever show my dick to." She laughed and paused, an idea forming in her brain that she shouldn't have liked, but she did nonetheless. Being down here slamming his dick down her throat like 6 shots of tequila was fine and all, but it just wasn't the same for when he was doing it to her. When he had been down on her, how helpless she felt in that situation was what made it so hot and pleasurable.

She gave a crooked smile at Keith before she placed her mouth over his dick and just sat there, sucking the head, egging him on silently.

Keith, the perceptive little fuck that he is, didn't catch on for a second or two until he caught the challenging eye that Raven was giving him. He smiled, almost scarily at her. "Be careful what you wish for, sweetheart." He pushed himself up and, while his dick was still in her mouth, moved over her, so by his action, his dick very quickly went from her lips to hilted in her throat. "Breathe from your nose. If you need air, slap my thigh or something." And he proceeded to face-fuck her.

She never slapped his thigh, just breathed through her nose like he suggested, her eyes rolling back and her eyeliner now just all over her face. Her small amount of makeup was smearing across her anyway, except her eyeshadow, that was tearproof. He eyes watered a little, but they were also rolled into the back of her head as she came twice during this facefuck. This was exactly what she needed with the whole helpless shtick.

After about 5 or 10 minutes of 9 inches of dick ramming in and out of her throat, Keith's groans went ragged. "Rave, I'm-" She planted her hands on his butt and forced his dick to stay in her throat, as she made the motions of swallowing his dick down, before suddenly she was swallowing 20ish thick-as-fuck ropes of Keith's cum. He pulled out just enough to the main part of her mouth so she could taste it a little, but after that he fell back a bit to catch his breath. "I'm *pant* not done. *pant* Just gimme a sec." She grinned, even as she coughed up small bits of his cum that she wiped up with her finger to put it right back into her mouth. She excused herself to wash off her face, only to have Keith come up behind her, his dick hotdogging with her asscheeks. "I think I'm ready. How do you wanna do this? I mean...where, I guess." She laughed, and brought one leg up onto the sink counter.

"Why not right here for the first one? I took my first Azarathian birth control pill this morning." She wiggled her bubbly ass for him a hit before he smiled.

"First one here. But look into the mirror. I wanna watch your face as I do it." He didn't mention that she would get to watch herself, but that was implied with the mirror. She got wet all over again at that idea, before she felt his dick run down her asscrack, brush just slightly against her asshole, and prod against her pussy from behind. "Ready? I'll be gentle until you tell me not to be."

Before he even started, she leaned back and cupped his jaw. "K...don't be gentle. At all. If anything on that bed taught me anything, it's that I like this sex thing rough, heavy, and I want to feel helpless under you."

'Oh lord, what she does to me.' He gulped. "I'm a fucking lucky man, I swear to god." He took her words to heart, and speared straight into her pussy, no gentleness about it. She wasn't a masochist, so she still disliked the immediate pain of her hymen, but as he began pistoning, it blended with pleasure until she felt no more pain and was able to focus on this fact: A 9-inch dick was balls deep in her pussy, and it was the single greatest physical feeling she had ever felt in her entire life. Looking at herself in the mirror, she watched her "o" face turn more into an "ah" face as she began literally screaming in pleasure before she came all over his dick.

Keith was groaning himself, his thighs clapping against her thicc ass as he pistoned his raging 9-inch dick into her tight-as-fuck pussy. He watched her face in the mirror and grinned, before he sent a hand forward to hold her throat lightly. His other hand slapped her ass periodically.

About 15 minutes later into this particular round, now with Raven's right leg over his shoulder to hit her as deep as he possibly could and his hand around her throat after she begged between screams for him to choke her a little, he turned her head to face him. He grunted and groaned before he slammed his lips into hers at the same time he slammed his hips into her and dumped a big-ass load into her. She screamed into his lips and came at the same time he did.

Keith and Raven both gave no shits to the cum and various sex juices that make the bathroom floor probably sticky in the morning, and instead went back to the bed for another round, both fully addicted to the other and incapable of stopping until they'd had another round.

When they hit the bed again, Raven bit her lip, stretching her flexible body to a position where her legs were behind her shoulders. "Ke...sir. Do what you want with me, sir." She was fully aware of what she sounded like. But she honestly didn't care. She wanted him to use her. His dick felt good inside her, and obviously he felt good BEING inside her. Being forced to control everything for 23 years, it felt good to let someone else take control without fearing for the fate of the world.

But telling him to do whatever he wanted was a recipe for her initial regret, but later absolute bliss. "Whatever you want, my slutty little Raven." He moved to be between her legs and initially prepared to pump another load into her pussy, but he bit his lip. "You said anything, right?"

She nodded, too drunk off of her lust to notice his dick dip lower than her pussy and position in front of her back entrance.

"Ok good. Just had to make sure I don't get slapped for this." He thrusted forward then, pushing passed the initial resistance, and hilt deep into her asshole, well-lubed by the residual cum and over all juices coating his dick and splashing from her still-leaking-cum pussy.

Her eyes went wide, feeling pain worse than when he had taken her virginity, and she initially wanted to tell him to stop. But she did say anything. So she geinned and bore it.

Until, she was just grinning. And then screaming bloody murder. The pain had gone away, and now, she was experiencing anal, which she suddenly came to understand felt about 3 times better than it had felt in her pussy, not to say it had felt mediocre in her that way. It might just be that the anal is new, she would gauge it later after a few nights to really tell what she thought. In the meantime, her tongue flopped out of her mouth and her eyes crossed and rolled back into her head as Keith rammed his dick into her asshole for about 10 to 20 minutes, forcing himself to hold a load back before he turned her over for doggy style, lending so much more momentum and depth to the assfuck. He screams turned into a growl, as she basically commanded him to fuck her raw like a dog. He rose an eyebrow but didn't question it, bunching her short purple hair into his hand and pulling, before wrapping his hand around her throat and letting her hair go, both of them on their knees on the bed. About another 5 minutes of anal sex in this way, choking Raven the whole time and screams ringing through his apartment, he dumped his biggest load yet into her ass.

They both fucking, IMMEDIATELY passed out for a few minutes from the pleasure, before they both got back up, sore, with Raven unable to walk and flying to be able to move, and they took a shower together. She sucked his dick one more time just for good measure, and they helped each other wash up.

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Once they were done, they just stood under the hot water for s second before they shared a deep kiss again and Raven looked up at him, a smile and slight tears in her eyes. "This isn't fueled by the sex, but..." She kissed the scars on his body that she could see from in front of him. "...I love you."

He smiled, his own tears beginning to moisten his eyes before he kissed her tenderly, and with as much love as he had ever shown her. "I love you more, Raven. You've allowed me to hope for a better life. You've shown me what my life can be. If my life isn't with you, I don't want it." They kissed again before they got out of the shower, dried off, and slept naked together, legs intertwined and in each others' arms, a soft smile on both their faces.