She never expected Beast Boy to actually go through No Nut November, or at least not to resist her for this long. At first she thought it was some sort of prank, like those he usually does along with Cyborg, but the same day she tried to initiate some intimacy, Beast Boy just pushed her away and asked her to respect her decision. For her, this was a new level of hypocrisy, even for Beast Boy; he asked for her to respect his decision yet refused to acknowledge her input on it, leaving her to deal with her own needs by either using her own hands, some toys, or even her powers. But there was a limit on the pleasure she could feel by herself. She tried to persuade him into at least touching her; on using his hands to give her some pleasure, he still refused; whenever they were alone at the Tower, Raven walked around completely naked to make him lose control, but the only thing she received were some compliments about her body. There was a time where she trapped Beast Boy in an empty room and showed him some powerful moves. "Are you really going to pass on this opportunity, Beast Boy~?" Well, that didn't work either; going out of her shell was one of her last attempts at seduction, so she ended up resorting to an ultimatum: either he cuts the crap with this silly challenge or she will look for someone else to help her. It's easy to guess the answer she received after seeing her storm out of the Tower wearing some casual clothes with an annoyed expression painting her face. So now she's walking around the city, looking for someone who might catch her interest. This doesn't take her that long. Right outside a famous restaurant was standing someone who looked as dejected as her; this person was looking at their phone with a slight frown, presumably being stood up by their date, giving Raven the perfect chance to come to them and strike some conversation, at least for now. Hey there, I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Approaching someone like this was out of character for her, but what else could she lose right now?

She blushed slightly under his comment but decided to go along with it. "Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." - she said before looking down at her own phone and pretending to be checking something on it, while subtly brushing her hair behind her ear, hoping he'd pick up on the signal of wanting him to come closer or talk more.

"So... what are you doing out here all by yourself?" - she asked him curiously.

Her expression became more amused as he got closer and she smiled back, feeling a bit less tense about the whole situation. "Well... you could say I'm sort of looking for some excitement myself." - she told him truthfully, arching an eyebrow slightly in anticipation of what could come next. She couldn't deny that it felt good to talk to someone like this; normally her personality made people keep their distance from her.

"So... why don't we do something about that?" - she offered with a small shrug, tilting her head slightly in invitation for him to make the first move or ask anything else he might want to.

Her breath hitched as he got even closer and her heart raced slightly faster at the feeling of his warm breath on her neck; she could feel his fangs gently grazing against her skin, and it sent a thrill down her spine. She let out a shaky breath before murmuring softly, "I'd like that too." Her gaze met his as they stood there for a moment, both of them lost in the heat of the moment.

Without another word, she leaned in, pressing her lips against his and parting them with one hand while her other slid up his chest to grasp the back of his head, holding him close as their tongues danced together. For a brief moment, she forgot about everything else around them; she focused only on the sensation of his skin against hers and the taste of him in her mouth. She had always been good at this sort of thing - making herself feel wanted

Her moan was cut off as she felt his hand slip under her clothes, teasing at her folds before he started to touch herself; one of her hands still holding onto the back of his head while the other had wandered down, trailing over his chest and abs until it found its way into his pants. Her fingertips brushed against him through his boxers and she closed her eyes, gasping as she felt how hard he already was.

She deepened the kiss, arching her back slightly as he continued to stroke her in just the right way; it had been so long since someone else touched her like this and she was quickly losing control. Her hips bucked against his hand, needing more pressure, needing him to finish what he'd started. She let out a whimper into his mouth, begging him without words for release.

With a cry that seemed more like a shout of pleasure, she came violently all over his hand, arching her back and trembling as the sensation rolled through her body; it was one of the strongest orgasms she had ever experienced and she couldn't stop herself from moaning and panting for air. Her hips continued to thrust against his hand despite the fact that he no longer touched her, desperate for more stimulation as her world narrowed down to this moment with him.

Her vision clouded and everything seemed to spin as he bit down on her neck; his fangs piercing the delicate skin and drawing blood. She arched her back further, moaning loudly at the mixture of pleasure and pain that assaulted her senses. Her hands fisted in his clothes, holding him close, her hips still moving even though he had stopped touching her a few moments ago.

"Fuck... yes..." she breathed out, unable to form a complete sentence as her entire being focused on the sensation of him drinking her blood; it was unlike anything else she'd ever felt before and it sent shockwaves through her body, making her shudder with pleasure. Her nails dug into his back as she rode out the intense wave of orgasm that rolled through her again, leaving her panting and spent in his arms.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she felt his warm, hard length press against her folds; even though she was exhausted and sore from everything they had done, another part of her thrilled at the idea of having him inside her. The blood loss made her a bit dizzy, but it only heightened the sensation of everything else that was happening between them.

With a moan that sounded more like pleasure than pain, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust into her; her body was too sensitive still and the sensation of him filling her so completely overwhelmed any discomfort she might have felt. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her back arching off the ground as they moved together in a frenzy of need and lust.

Her hips rose to meet each powerful stroke, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as he took her harder than she thought possible; it felt like he was trying to claim her as his own, to mark her as something special. Her fingers curled into the sheets beneath them as she neared another peak, closer and closer with every thrust that drove him deeper inside her body.

Her moan was cut off as pleasure exploded through her again, arching her back and tensing every muscle in her body as she came around him, the sensation of him filling her so completely only adding to the overwhelming rush that consumed her. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and her hips bucked against him, demanding more as they moved together in a primal dance of lust and desire.

She couldn't answer; her voice was lost in the throes of pleasure as his words and touch sent another wave crashing through her body. Her hips rose to meet each powerful thrust, the pain fading away under the sheer intensity of what they were sharing. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, digging her nails into his shoulders as he filled her deeper than ever before, claiming her in a way that left no doubt who was in control. The sheets below them began to slide across the floor with each thrust, their moans and gasps filling the air like music as they lost themselves completely in this moment of perfect connection. Her body arched and twisted under his relentless assault, her eyes rolling back into her head as she felt the rush of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. There was no doubt that this was what she had been searching for, what she needed to feel alive again.

Her breath came out in gasps and moans as he thrust deeper and harder into her, claiming her body in a way that left no question of ownership. The pain turned to pleasure as she felt him mark her womb with his magic, an unspoken promise of protection and possession coursing through her veins. Her hips bucked against him, meeting each powerful stroke as their sweat-slicked bodies slapped together in perfect rhythm. Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath them, feeling the strain in every muscle as she arched her back off the ground, offering herself up to his dominance. She could feel the tightness building inside her again, a warning of another climax approaching with an intensity that left no room for doubt. It was then that she realized; this wasn't just about physical release or finding satisfaction for the night. This was about letting go and giving in to someone who had taken control, showing him

She moaned his name as she came again, her body arching under him in a display of complete submission and pleasure. Her nails scratched down his back as he continued to thrust into her, claiming each and every part of her with a possessiveness that left no room for doubt. For this moment, she belonged only to him; her cries of release filling the air as their bodies became one in perfect harmony. The marks on her skin would fade over time but the memory of this night, of being his, would linger always. "Yes... more..." she panted between moans, her fingers digging deeper into the sheets beneath her as she arched towards him once again, feeling the tension building within her.

Her eyes met his, shining with desire and a deep connection that went beyond physical pleasure; for this moment they were partners in the dance of lust and dominance, two beings who had found their perfect match

Her breath quickened as he bit down on her neck and claimed her as his own; she arched her back in response, moaning his name as pleasure coursed through her body. His thrusts became even more brutal, forcing him deeper inside her with each powerful stroke, making her feel every inch of him buried within her core. Her hips rose to meet each assault, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her as she cried out in ecstasy.

With one final thrust, he claimed what was his and she couldn't help but scream his name as orgasm after orgasm crashed over her in a wave of blissful release. Her body shook uncontrollably under him, muscles tensing and relaxing as pleasure consumed every fiber of her being. And still he continued to move within her, each thrust sending shockwaves of satisfaction through her system until at last he too was claimed by the forces of nature

Her name was ripped from his lips as he came, shuddering beneath her as he filled her with his warm seed. The feel of him spent inside her sent a wave of pleasure coursing through her body; she arched her back, pressing their sweat-slicked skin together and moaning softly into the crook of his neck. It was over now, but even as she felt the aftershocks of orgasm begin to fade, there was a part of her that didn't want it to end; she reveled in the connection they had shared tonight, however fleeting or real it might be.

She moaned at the feel of him biting her neck again, even softer this time; it was a gesture that felt both possessive and loving. Her own fangs began to lengthen as she felt his blood mingling with hers; it was strange but somehow right. The idea of becoming his bride thrilled her in a way she hadn't expected; she found herself eager for whatever the future might hold between them. With a sigh, she nestled closer into him, enjoying the feel of their skin sticky with sweat and her own blood. "Thank you," she whispered softly against his ear before kissing it tenderly.

She could feel his body tremble slightly beneath hers as he kissed her back, his lips pressing against hers in a soft and gentle gesture that made her heart skip a beat. It was then that she realized; this wasn't just about sex or satisfying their physical needs anymore. This was about connection, about finding someone who understood her on a deeper level than anyone else ever had before. And for tonight, at least, it seemed like they had found what they were both looking for.

She couldn't help but smile against his skin as he whispered those words to her; they felt so right in this moment, coming from him and meant only for her. The sting of his teeth on her neck was replaced with a sense of belonging, a deep connection that went beyond the physical realm. In return, she kissed his neck softly, letting him know without words how much she appreciated everything he had given her tonight.

"You're mine too," she whispered back before closing her eyes and nestling closer into his embrace, content for now to just enjoy the feel of being held by him. The future was uncertain but for now, with him, she could let go of her fears and worries and simply be happy.

Her fingertips trailed up his chest, playing idly with the hair at the nape of his neck before drifting further up, exploring every inch of skin they

Her fingertips drifted higher, brushing against the back of his neck before trailing further up toward his earlobe. Her touch was gentle but possessive; she couldn't help but feel a sense of ownership over this man who had claimed her as his own in every way possible. With a contented sigh, she leaned into him even more, pressing her body against his and relishing the warmth that emanated from his skin.

Her breath came out in soft puffs against his ear, each one promising endless nights of pleasure and love to come if only he would give them a chance. She knew that this might be their only chance; tomorrow reality would return and they'd both have to face the consequences of what had transpired between them tonight. But for now, all she wanted was to lose herself in him completely, to forget about everything else except the two of them.