In the darkest, most isolated room in Titan Tower, Raven was hovering over her bed, something she did often when she had to concentrate. Though, unlike times in the past, she wasn’t trying to find her center or delving into her arcane powers, but rather satisfying another desire, a physical desire that had been bothering her for quite some time.

Raven’s hands wandered down her body, feeling the silky smoothness of her own skin across her fingers and palms. She timidly touched her breasts, rubbing the tips of her fingers on her areolas. Her hands continued down her body, led by the tingling in her now-moistened sex. She stroked further down her body until her fingers dragged through the short purple bush between her legs. She gasped at the sensation as her damp sex tingled even more, just from her own touch against her pubic hair. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves and keep herself afloat. Her gasps grew louder when her fingers finally came into contact with the pink outer folds of her labia.

Ripples of energy shot through her as her fingertips drew along the petal-like folds of her vulva. She smiled at the feeling of wetness oozing out of her body steadily. Her fingers explored along the folds, noting the different twinges and feelings her motion brought out at each area. She spread her legs further as she traced over her vulva lips in search of greater pleasure.

Tonight, Raven’s mind was in as much turmoil as her body. Earlier today, she had been training outside, using her powers to lift and hurl heavy objects. She was improving; less then a month ago she hadn’t been able to lift even two tons, but now she could manage three. Today, though, she had been lifting a large boulder when Beast Boy joined her. His usual lighthearted attitude was replaced by a barely-contained feeling of nervousness and fear. He had come to talk with her about a matter of great importance to him.

For the next ten minutes, Raven had listened to Beast Boy. First, he'd tried to beat around the bush, asking about how her day had been and how she was feeling, but finally he just blurted out what he had come to say: Beast Boy was in love with her. Raven had silently continued to listen as Beast Boy said it wasn’t just an attraction for him, but genuine love. He wanted to be with her: not just date, but be together forever. He only wanted to be with one girl, and that girl was her.

As she thought of Beast Boy’s declaration, the young Teen Titan found a nub under the folds of her sex and rubbed it. An explosion of pleasurable feelings erupted from that single spot, as she used a circular motion there, giving her yet more intense pleasure almost instantly. As she continued to rub over the small fleshy hill, the violently-surging feelings continued to build up, causing her to stroke faster and faster. She parted her legs even wider to reach the spot more readily, feeling as though she would swoon at any moment with the overpowering ecstasy.

The pleasure overflowed from Raven’s senses to her brain, but it didn’t wash away Beast Boy’s words. After confessing his love, he had waited there to hear some answer from her. He had looked so scared, so desperate and uncertain of whether his love for her was a love that she returned. When Raven had seen that fear in Beast Boy’s eyes, she had felt something that she had been trying to fight: pleasure. Raven had known for the longest time that she loved Beast Boy, but it was the sick and twisted truth about herself had kept her from acting upon those feelings. She didn't avoid contact with people because she preferred solitude, or because she didn't love or care about them; the horrific truth was that just the sight or even the thought of someone she cared about suffering had always been enough to make her incredibly horny.

Raven was brought back to reality as her fingers pinched her clit furiously. She felt her breathing coming faster than when she had first awoken, her inner sensations seeming to build and grow with a need to press on. Her clit begged for more attention and she sped instinctively sped up with two of her fingers on the nub, but her hand slipped and her fingers plunged into her sopping-wet hole. She gasped and bit her lip, as that accidental thrust sent pleasure shooting through every part of her being. She pushed her fingers in and out of herself rapidly, her thumb hitting the nub that she had found before with each stroke. Her mind was suddenly filled with the image of Beast Boy’s sad eyes as she had walked away without answering, and that thought made her almost climax on the spot but she fought it down.

Each stroke of her fingers sent her higher and higher, building further and further until she felt as though she was about to explode. Her body continued to follow her urges as her hand's motions grew very fast, plowing her two fingers deep into her passage. She heard something in her ears, finally realizing that it was the sound of her own moans and cries pouring from her throat. Raven tried to imagine those screams belonging to Beast Boy and she found herself increasing her fingers' speed as much as she could, her imagination spurring her onwards. Her body arched upwards, plunging her fingers inside all the way to their topmost knuckles in passionate abandon.

Raven felt an explosion deep within her body before the squirting rush of her own juices flowed over her hands and ran down her ass cheeks to the bed, gasping and crying out as the built-up pressure was finally let loose. Waves upon waves of ecstasy coursed through her body, her hand pumping wildly and her fingers pushing in as far as she could possibly go. Her body twitched and vibrated uncontrollably sweat flowing from every part of her. She trembled in the air, nearly crashing back down onto her bed. Objects flew uncontrolled around her room, smashing against the walls. She let out a strangled cry, as her first orgasm took over her body, taking her to a place she had never imagined existed. She rode out the sensation, hoping that it would never end.

Soon, the orgasm subsided, and she felt her body coming under her control once again. She opened her eyes, letting her body slowly descend into bed. She pulled her hand from her now dripping-wet hole with a sigh, feeling the juices running from her fingers. She smiled and just laid there in the dim of the room. She knew what she had to do. It would mean going against everything the Titans believed in, and if any one of them ever found out, she would be kicked out and potentially thrown in prison, but still she had to do it. If she didn’t try to fulfill her fantasy, she would go insane. She would lose control of her powers; she might even kill someone if she didn’t get the urges out of her system.

That was what she told herself as she picked up the communicator and started to contact someone. She was going to need their help if this was going to work. Raven only hoped they didn’t ask for something too important in exchange for that help.