Fluctuations in Crime Fighting (Wave and Doc 3FM)

[WaveVelour]

Cracked roads, weary old walls and a poorly groomed architecture to crowd the territory; gothic ambience of Gotham certainly displayed a major divergence from the city that housed the iconic T shaped building where the titans operated from. A less intruding city for sure. And a lack of sunlight at these later hours of the night wasn’t enough to hide this large town’s infamous corruption. Even the mere act of walking through its shady alleys made the young heroine feel dirty. Although she could be considered to be foreign to Gotham, the young woman was acquainted with crime and misdeed, which this place had a dark reputation for offering plenty. Appearance-wise, the pale titan, who paid the city a hopefully short-term visit, did actually fit Gotham’s dark nights rather well. Distinct moodiness that accompanied her presence blended in with the musky environment as if the 20-year-old crime fighter belonged here.

Especially long after dusk, the smart move would have been to stay away from suspicious dark corners of the town. A good advice the titan, who travelled alone, didn’t necessarily need to follow. She wasn’t scared to venture deep. After all, she was no ordinary citizen, or human for that matter. A demonic heritage to crawl under her skin, Raven packed a surprisingly hard punch. Not in a literal sense perhaps, since her petite frame imposed no real physical threat, but the powerful magic she possessed made her a considerable opponent. Thanks to the mystical abilities she had, the blue haired demon hybrid would consider herself to be the strongest among her own band of heroes. Plenty of arrogance came with her powers. Enough reason to make her think that any lowly outlaw who ran wild in this place was just out of her league.

Her pale legs shined out in darkness, giving the night some contrast whenever she took a step forward. Muddy water splashed under one of her boots as Raven stepped on a small puddle. “Wonderful…” She paused to look down for a second. Her costume didn’t hinder her motion as the blue haired heroine kept moving. A dark leotard hugged her form closely and left her pretty legs bare. Tight fabric of her costume took the shape of her alluring frame, following her soft curves to define her assets rather well. They were not open to a bystander’s admiration though. A hooded cloak draped over her shoulders and curtained the pleasant view of her lithe body.

In this shady part of the city, where the narrow alleyways formed a complex maze, it was easy to get lost. Every building Raven walked by looked like the next. They all looked very similar to each other in fact. Her immediate mission was to uncover a villain’s malignant plans. An evil project that could spread beyond Gotham’s borders. A side objective would be making one of the villain’s goons talk. Unlike others, the young heroine didn’t opt to use a map or a technological gizmo to find her way around. She trusted her senses, and liked to follow her instincts. Tonight too, they wouldn’t let her down. Her violet eyes examined a distinct figure in the distance. “Interesting.” The young heroine talked to herself. Under the moonlight, she began to follow him, not feeling the need to hide her presence behind the man. Unhurried steps of the woman led her to a dead end where her target stood.

“Isn't it past your bedtime?” Soft thuds of her boots stopped a few feet away from the figure. “Want me to tell you a story?” Although the heroine didn’t stand tall, her confidence made up for that, almost.

 

[Doc 3FM]

It took a while for him to find it, but after fumbling around the darkness of the alley, he finally felt the mark on the wall signifying the drop was here. Crouching down, he coughed into his hands before feeling the brick around mark. Two bricks left, one brick down. He repeated the code to himself in his head, his fingers tracing to the left, feeling the edge of the next brick, then the next. Two bricks left, one brick down. Moving his fingers down on brick, he felt it shift as he pressed against it. Yes, this was it. Pushing it in, he felt a contraption click and a small hatch beneath his fingers opened. Inside was the package his boss wanted.

After carefully placing it into his duffle bag, Seth placed the brick back into place. He wore a black jacket over his brown t-shirt. He disliked the typical hooded jacket the other henchmen went for, as he thought it made them look obviously shady. At least he could pretend to look good and normal instead of like a street thug. Looking behind him, he saw nothing, met with only the dark silence of the alley. Good. Sighing in relief, he breathed heavily for a few seconds before going back up and towards the main streets. He had to make it back as soon as possible, but he didn't want to attract any attention running around the backalleys at this time of the night. He had an important package on him, one that could secure his promotion once he delivered it back safely. It had taken him months to get to this rank within the organisation, and he wasn't going to let a small or stupid mistake cost him all the hard work he had done.

He only got one step forward when the figure appeared in front of him. Wha-Who the hell was this? He was surprised at the feminine voice that rang out. He looked up to see hooded figure, her womanly outline clear even in the darkness. Oh no, was this one of them superheroes the boss always talked about?

"Wha-what do you mean, I was just heading back home." His body was unconsciously shrinking in her presence. There was something mysterious and dangerous about her that he really didn't want to find out about. No normal woman would dress like that with a leotard and cape. As he looked down to avoid her eyes, he glimpsed her smooth, pale legs. Mesmerised by them, he stared for a few seconds before blinking away.

"Did you want something from me?" He asked. He was going to play off his innocence. He didn't see and hear anyone when he entered the alley, so he was sure she didn't know what he was up to. She probably stopped him just because he was acting shady in the middle of the night. "I couldn't sleep so I just came out for some fresh air."

 

[WaveVelour]

While lazing around, taking her time confronting the suspect, Raven had missed the small riddle the man had to solve before he could take whatever hidden in the wall. Still, she didn’t need to see it to conclude there was something quite suspicious about this young man. A distinct nervousness accompanied his presence before the experienced heroine. While mastering how to control hers, the blue haired titan had become quite competent in reading people’s emotions. And the ones she observed upon Seth called for an investigation. She was actually glad that she hadn’t needed to wander around the city too long before she found a lead. Grinding her boots against Gotham’s filthy streets, she wasn’t very fond of that. Hopefully, what she had here was something more than just a boring drug trafficking.

Unimpressed half-closed eyes inspected the anxious looking young man before her. “Uh-huh.” An unconvinced nod responded to Seth’s claims. Maybe not the bravest soul out there, but he looked to be her type of guy. She could even say he was somewhat cute. Sharp gaze of the heroine remained on him, while he too did an eying of his own. In her team, it was admittedly Starfire who tended to attract such admiring glances. In this case, shady alleyways of Gotham had accentuated the gothic heroine’s appeal. “I’m up here…” Although the attention her smooth legs managed to draw didn’t fail to stroke the attention-seeking goth within her, she still scolded the suspicious individual before her. In addition to emphasizing her pale appendages, her rather modest costume gave away that she was no official law enforcer.

One slender finger pointed at the bag the man held. “And I’m sure this is your gym laundry.” In comparison to a certain bat problem the criminals in this town seemed to suffer from, her methods were less brute and more magical as she would soon demonstrate. Petite digits of her other hand gracefully wriggled in the air while Raven spelled a faint incantation. Mere words summoned an ordinary chair behind the man, glowing brightly in purple. The confident heroine took a step forward to close the distance between the two. “Do you mind if I take a peek?” Without waiting for a response, she placed her hand against Seth’s stomach to push him down on the chair that was erected by her magic. When his butt rested on the furniture, Raven raised one of her legs and put her boot on the seat, filling the gap between his legs.

“Who do you work for?” A direct question came through the heroine’s soft lips as her unyielding gaze penetrated the man’s eyes.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Damn, she seemed unconvinced. He couldn't really think of a good excuse, he was obviously shady, sneaking around in the middle of the night. Maybe if he admitted to some other crime like delivering weapons or drugs, he could get away with revealing who he really worked for. Problem was he didn't have any drugs or weapons on him. "Uh yes! Sorry ma'am." He responded quickly, as her scolding tone gave him a shock, not realising he might have offended her by staring too long at her legs. They did look wonderful in her dark leotard though, paired with the darkness of the alley and the low lighting from the moon, they looked almost perfect.

"Uh umm yeah..." Seth was at a loss for words. He had been caught, by a superhero no less, and he had no idea what she would do to him or how he would get out of this situation alive. The worst thing was that she even looked a bit evil in her dark outfit, not a cheerful superhero like Supergirl, who would probably just throw him in jail. With this woman, anything could happen. His eyes darted to her hands as they moved, his heart pounding in his chest. Was she going to vaporise him? Teleport him into space? He almost winced as he felt her magic materialise. Wait, what did she do? So worried about her magic, he didn't have the time to react to her stepping up in front of him and pushing him back-into a chair?

He looked around frantically, so she just summoned a normal chair?

He gulped as she put her foot up between his legs, his legs automatically widening to avoid his crotch being trampled as he sat back, fearful eyes looking back at the heroine. "I-I don't work for anyone. I was just here to pick up some drugs." His mouth spoke before his brain, going to his default excuse of drugs. Fuck, why did he do that? Now she was going to know that he was a liar as well. He quickly shut his mouth, feeling like he would just be digging his grave deeper if he said anymore.

 

[WaveVelour]

Grimness of Gotham, walking its shady alleys, on top of the gloomy feelings it brought to the young heroine, it also tended to make her think she could get away with more here. As if the shady backstreets of the city gave her the right to stretch the limits of justice, as if the criminals here deserved a harsher treatment than the others. Regardless of the dark aura that surrounded her gentle form, Raven of course wouldn’t have just started killing or injuring lawless thugs. However, her suspect didn’t need to know this. He seemed to be frightened of her presence, his uneasy demeanor quite easy to read. Being addressed as ma’am, it didn’t feel bad. On the contrary, such imposed courtesy managed to rub the pale crime fighter the right way. “Miss Raven…” Still, the exotic heroine corrected after the young man.

Looking down at him as he sat, Raven watched him speak like a hawk. Being a powerful magic wielder, she hadn’t really had to enhance her detective skills throughout her crime fighting career. Running errands for a drug lord actually sounded to be a reasonable claim in this case. A crime that called for a penalty, but she wasn’t here for that. Still, her instincts told the woman that there was more to this young man. Above the chair, Raven bent her leg, her lovely knee now filling the dangerous gap between Seth’s parted legs. Her chilling fingers held the man by his chin. Tilting his face from side to side, she inspected the man’s rather handsome visage. “You don’t look like you’re doing drugs.” Raven suggested, her bare knee now subtly pressing against the guy’s manhood.

Just like how the moonlight emphasized the appeal of her smooth legs, gravity too worked to improve the volume of her firm breasts when she leaned forward. Her inspective eyes shifted from the man’s face to her own frame. “You know…” After taking a brief glance at her own form, her gaze returned to the uneasy henchman. “I can predict future.” The moody heroine suggested. She actually had no such power, but the man didn’t seem to know who she was and what she was capable of doing anyway. Her knee advanced a little forward. “Hence, Hands… Off…” The petite heroine spelled the words clearly. More words came out of her lips next, in a different, ancient tongue this time. With that, an invisible force pulled on Seth’s arms, pairing his hands together behind the chair.

Leaning down to the side, Raven grabbed the man’s bag. “Let’s see.” She dropped it into his lap. Two slender digits were quick to pinch the pull-tab. “If I find nothing interesting here, you’re free to go.” She squinted at him. “Otherwise…” If not, the demon hybrid could have a little fun with this little criminal. ‘rrrRRR!’ Top of the bag screeched sharply as Raven unzipped it at one swoop, almost as fast as whenever she undid someone’s pants. Just above his lap, her dominant hand slid through the opening, meddling with the contents of the bag.

 

[Doc 3FM]

From the expression on her face, it seemed like she was enjoying this, and it made him all the more nervous. Sitting back on the chair that had magically appeared, Seth tried his best not to move, even as her knee edged in between his legs. As she inspected his face he tried to keep his eyes on her, but the view of her chest and legs below constantly drifted into his peripheral vision. He could not help himself as his eyes occasionally darted down to appreciate her well formed breasts or her smooth pale legs. They were just so alluring.

It wasn't until her knee was pressed up against his crotch did he realise he had a slight bulge in his pants. One that she would have clearly felt pressing back against her knee. "Aah no! Sorry Ma-Miss Raven! I don't mean to-" He quickly babbled off his apology, frightened that she was reading his mind or seeing his inner thoughts. The thoughts of her legs rubbing against his manhood, of her beautiful breasts up against his face blocking his vision and restricting his airflow. His thoughts stopped as he felt her knee push forward even more, pressing almost painfully against his bulge which was increasing in size. "I just-" He attempted to defend himself but suddenly felt his arms being pulled behind him. He instinctively tried to struggle, but he was just an ordinary human, no match against whatever magic she was using.

He groaned as his bag was tossed onto his lap. It did hide his boner from her sight, but no doubt she already felt and knew about it long before. He gulped, the sound of the zipper opening causing his boner to push out in his pants, yearning for freedom. She really knew what she was doing, as he was already feeling so conflicted and tormented and a mixture of fear and lust. He almost gasped as she reached into the bag, his bulge craving some form of contact which it did not get as she was only shuffling through the items in the bag.

Unfortunately for Seth, there was nothing in the bag to help his cover story. Only a few stacks of cash and the package was in there, making it obvious what the interesting item inside was. Seth had no idea what was actually inside the package, except that it was quite light and the boss had stressed multiple times this was an item he needed to have at all costs. That was yet another of Seth's concerns. Even if he somehow made it out of here alive and free, the boss was going to kill him for failing to deliver that package.

 

[WaveVelour]

Even amongst her best friends, Raven could be considered quite withdrawn. Not necessarily sharing the same level of cheerfulness some of the other members of her small superhero gang displayed. Despite being quite a young lady, she liked to act mature. Friends and strangers alike, she was someone who preferred to keep people at arm’s length. Her moody personality wasn’t easily impressed as the heroine tended to remain aloof. Like any young woman however, there were times where she adored admiration, albeit not openly, enjoyed coy eyes silently complimenting on her distinct appeal. Tonight too, she didn’t mind to be checked by a good looking little criminal. In a way, Seth was welcome to keep his glances on the assets he seemed to like. If he was also willing to go along with the consequences, that is.

Inside the bag, Raven’s arm twisted and turned. Her fingers browsed through the contents as she blindly searched for a certain package she hoped to find in there. On the bottom of the bag, she found a different kind of package. Neither the gusset that sat on the bottom of the container, nor the multiple layers of clothing prevented the young heroine from feeling the distinct outline of the man’s stiff organ. Her expressive eyes next found Seth’s. “Look at that…” She questioned her suspect’s hardness. “Being busted turns you on, little criminal?” Raven asked, but offered no smile. The same strict image painted her cute face. Her inspective fingers didn’t linger in the bag any further. As she pulled her hand out, a curious package was in her light grasp. A small examination confirmed that it was -in fact- what she had been looking for. Secret plans of an ill-willed villain. Only, they were no longer a secret.

“I’ll be keeping this.” The pale skinned goth set the package aside for now. Currently, some other package promised more fun to her. She quickly get rid of the bag as well, sliding it off the man’s lap. Another time, the heroine leaned her boot against the edge of the chair. “What is your name anyway?” Raven asked, since she couldn’t just keep addressing him as the little criminal. An orb of shadow appeared around her left hand, fingertips glowing brightly. Her index finger drew a circle in the air. With her magic, his belt came to life. Its end curled back and ran out of the respective loops. The prong slipped free of the hole as Raven’s magic unbuckled the belt. Leaning down, she removed the accessory through a harsh pull herself.

“Miss Raven! I don’t want to go to jail.” The heroine imitated a man’s voice, and not a great one at that. Still holding it, she began to swing Seth’s belt next to her fit figure. Its motion came to an abrupt stop in mid-air. Sharply, Raven lashed the belt against the ground instead. “Well, you are not.” A mild smile blossomed across her tender lips.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Try as he might to focus on her face or look away, his eyes became glued to her chest as she was leaning and reaching into the bag on his lap. Her expression told him nothing. While she seemed to be playing with him with her suggestive actions, her eyes and lips remained stoic. He had a feeling she knew exactly where he was looking and how he felt, but he had no idea how she was going to react to it. Was she toying and teasing him for her own fun, or using this as a sadistic way to punish him more? Maybe it was both. The uncertainty was what really drove his feeling of dread and arousal up at the same time.

As her arm searched around the bag, his worst fears came truth, her hands finding his bulge. He instinctively pushed back against her hand, his mouth slightly open. Just that searching touch felt so good, and he felt like his length was going to burst out of his pants. He quickly held back his groan, stammering as she addressed it directly. "Uh um no, Miss Raven! No..." He could only deny it, scared of what might happen if he told her the truth. She could easily kill him with a swipe of her hand for his perversion. Even he didn't believe his own words, but what could he say? Tell her that he was turned on by her smooth pale legs and ample bosom? That his cock was craving for her touch? No, that would be suicide.

His heart sank as she found and took the package. Somehow, he was hoping that something might happen where he could get out of here with the package and deliver it back to his boss. Now, that slim hope was diminished to nothing. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the bag was taken off his lap. His bulge was clear as day between his legs, pressed right up against his pants, a clear outline was visible. "Seth, my name is Seth." He answered quickly. His eyes moved from her chest to his bulge, then to her hand as she used her magic again.

He was speechless, ready to accept his fate as her fingertips glowed with magic. What she did shocked him even more, as his belt became undone on his waist and she easily pulled it away from him. He flinched as it cracked against the ground, the smile on her lips worrying him further. "Wha... what do you mean?" She wasn't going to just let him go, so what did she have planned, if she wasn't taking him to jail. His eyes were wide with fear of the unknown. He leaned back on the chair, trying to put any distance he could between them.

 

[WaveVelour]

Although carefully picked words spoken by her suspect denied an increased arousal, his bulging member told the moody heroine a different tale. She perhaps was a strict and rigorous woman, but actually it would have been a disappointment if the man’s pants lacked an excitement. Raven was part demon after all. Half of the woman held a carnal flame. Something she had learned to control by now, but it still needed to be unleashed time to time. And currently, Seth’s meaningful glances fanned the said flame. He could make a good candidate to blow off some steam. Maybe, ‘victim’ would be the more fitting term here as not everyone possessed the vigor necessary to satisfy a demoness. Regardless, she liked to play hard to get, enjoyed being femme fatal. It was surely a smart move, for nameless thugs like Seth to be careful in the presence of a powerful demoness as Raven could indeed be quite dangerous.

Admittedly, Gotham was not short on birds of prey. Although the blue haired heroine was no local siren, Raven was a night bird of her own. Subjectively more gifted than a cat burglar in tights or a geeky feminine bat. “Seth…” She repeated her victim’s name. Taking a step back, the young heroine crossed her arms under her firm bust. “So you're telling me that you don’t like me?” The woman narrowed her eyes at the man. It could have sounded like she was impossible to please. And it would have been an accurate statement as well. The belt slipped off her relaxed fingers and dropped to the ground like a dead snake, whereas Seth’s excited member seemed to be quite lively. Her pale fingers rose up to her head. At each side, they pointed up to mimic two pointy ears above her blue hair. They could belong to a cat or a bat, not very clear. “Were you expecting someone else?” Raven asked.

Shaking her head, the woman lowered her small hands. Her violet brows frowned, her pupils disappeared as her eyes began to glow white. As she suggested, someone else appeared behind the seated man. Raven split her soul self to project it as a copy of herself behind the chair. A semitransparent, ghostly image of herself, still able to interact with the world. Without any sound, her copy’s face appeared above the man’s shoulder. Two translucent hands slid down his upper body. In short, they unbuttoned the man’s pants. ‘R-r-r-RRR!” This time, the zipping sound came from his garment. Glowing white eyes stared at the man as Raven drew herself closer again. “I’ll be straight.” She placed her cold hands on his knees. “I’ll strip you and fuck you.” Her palms glided down as she blurted out her intentions. Grasping the hems of his pants, Raven swiftly pulled the garment off his legs.

Behind the chair, her copy wrapped an arm around Seth’s neck. “Until you tell me everything you know.” Raven clutched his package over his underwear, her grasp on the man’s rod quite firm. “Do you understand?” Giving it a squeeze, the heroine tucked her fingers into the waistband. Harshly pulling the fabric down, the dark heroine released his member to check how strong her influence was over his partner.

 

[Doc 3FM]

"N-no I don't mean that." He shook his head, scared that he had offended her in some way. He found it really hard to read her expressions, not knowing if she was flirting and having fun with him. While she seemed to remain stoic, even stern, there was clearly something suggestive behind her words. He looked away again as she crossed her arms, knowing he would stare at her chest if he looked at her. "No... I wasn't expecting anyone..." He looked back briefly to see her fingers on her head, wondering what she meant by that. Expecting another superhero? He did fancy some of the heroines he saw in the newspapers, with their shining costumes and beautiful faces. Raven seemed like a stark contrast to those heroines.

Seth leaned back on the chair again, struggling lightly as the dark heroine in front of him began to channel her magic again. He felt a presence behind him and as he turned around he saw Raven again behind him in a ghostly form. "Wha-how..." Why was he even questioning this, she was a heroine with magic powers. He swallowed nervously as the copy ran her hands down his body towards his pants to undo them. "No wait!" He yelled out, but it was too late. His bulge was revealed in his full glory, the clear penis shaped outline poking out in his underwear, straining at the clothing that bound it. His legs could feel the cool night breeze flowing past them, his hairs standing on their ends from the cold and nervousness. He was still only semi-hard, as his fear kept of her discovering his arousal held him back. But now that everything was out in the open, his arousal only grew, the underwear forming a bigger tent in front of her eyes.

He was left with his mouth open, not knowing how to respond as she told him exactly what she wanted. This was almost like a dream come true, having sex with a beautiful heroine. The only difference was he usually imagined himself in control with the heroine begging for his cock, not the other way around.

He took a short breath, almost gasping for air when the Raven behind him put her arm around his neck. He tried to struggle but nothing came of it. He was a mere mortal human against her magic. "Auah ahh- yes! Understood!" He groaned as she applied pressure around his bulge. It felt so good, but so scarily wrong at the same time. "Aaahh..." He struggled to contain his moan as she reached down to pull the last of his clothing off.

His bare manhood was revealed to her in all its pathetic glory. His size had grown from when she stripped his pants off, but he was still not at full mast as his length drooped down slightly, twitching in anticipation for more. As turned on as he was, he was really craving for physical contact but didn't dare say a word. He was still getting bigger by the second, especially now that he was exposed and at her mercy, with her copy's arm in a position to choke him if she wanted to. However, he had a limit that he couldn't break without contact, and the head of his member was trembling waiting for it.

 

[WaveVelour]

A little timid, or maybe just scared, in either case, Seth seemed to be a fun asset to toy with. In a random dark alleyway, Raven too was willing to play the part of a menacing antihero. She no longer felt the need to conceal the sexual urges that ran through her veins. Whatever happened in Gotham stayed in Gotham, it was a slaphappy mindset to drive her questionable intentions. After finding what she sought, a small distraction from her superhero duties to reward herself. Superhero or not, she had her own needs after all. Desires that were not easy to satisfy. Immorality of using her mystical powers to achieve such lustful goals didn’t bother the young heroine. Powers that required a fair bit of training and daily meditation to master. Using her gifted spiritual abilities still necessitated a lot of focus. When she was in control however, it was admittedly easier to practice them.

When her curious gaze fell upon the manhood she had just revealed, this essential part of the man seemed to be bowing down to the blue haired demoness. A courtesy Raven wouldn't have minded not having in this case. She would like it better if that thing shared the same level of assurance she herself had, confident and upright. Seth’s coy rod still looked promising though, just seemed to be in need of a little more encouraging. As Raven straightened herself in front of the petty criminal, her copy unwrapped her arm as well. “You’ll have a funny story to tell your boss.” Ghostly arms held his shoulders, beginning to squeeze and massage them. “More like your former boss.” Raven corrected herself. Her copy circled around the chair and walked past the man. Instead, she relocated herself behind Raven. Reaching for her neck, she removed the girl’s cape.

“If you could make it out alive.” Raven exaggerated the difficulty of going through with her intimacy. It surely was a difficult task however, pleasing the half demoness. From behind, her copy hugged her agile frame. One hand gently cupped her breast, the other brushing her side. “I don’t want to hear any questions…” Surely an odd display of her powers that could make anyone question how she used her abilities behind closed doors. The ghostly presence’s one hand slid down the heroine’s side, following the gentle contour of her form. The other drifted away from her bust and slowly ran down her body. “Only replies.” Both hands curled in over her pale thighs to rub Raven’s sex. While his hands were restrained, something he could not do.

As she leaned down in front of the man, her copy silently vanished. Raven’s own hands held the criminal’s knees. Her eyes returned to normal as well. “Open up.” She parted Seth’s legs, making some room for herself between them. Pretty sight of her shapely legs left the young man’s point of view when Raven sunk to her lovely knees. Soft but chilling fingers closed around the base of his cock. “Who do you work for?” The heroine questioned. Her clenched fingers began to move up and down on his member, to give it the encouragement it seemed to need.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Seth breathed heavily as the ghostly Raven moved her arm off his neck and began to massage his shoulders. It actually felt quite good, all the sexual tension aside. Working hard and rough in a criminal organisation took its toll on his body, and Seth had never found the time to relax. He moved and stretched his shoulders with her hands, sighing at the relaxing feeling it brought, almost making hm forget where he was and the situation he was currently in.

Disappointed when the ghostly apparition stopped, he looked curious as it walked back towards the real Raven. That was when things started getting more heated. He watched nervously as her cape was removed, then the figure hugged and cupped the heroine from behind. He registered her implied threat of his doom if he didn't comply, but that doom was seemingly arousing him further. His bare cock twitched, once when she mentioned making it out alive, and once again when he saw her ghost's hands feel its way across Raven's body and breast. He was imagining himself in the ghost's position, how the heroine's breasts might feel in his own hands.

He nodded quietly, happy to enjoy the little show she was putting on, but starting to get a little frustration at his helplessness, unable to touch or feel her body the way her copy was doing. His eyes were glued to the ghostly form's hands, following their every move from how they traced along her bust, to how they rubbed at the leotard costume right between her legs. His feet shifted in the chair, his shaft slowly growing bigger and straighter as he continued to watch her essentially play with herself. It felt like he would tell her anything she wanted to know, as long as she continued to give him a show, continued to play and tease with me.

Seth was pushed back into reality when her copy vanished. He looked down as she knelt in front of him, his cock quivering in her face as she was there between his legs, her fingers finally on his sensitive cock. It felt so good, even better than he imagined. Her cool hands were like heaven for his cock as it rose immediately to her touch, throbbing and trembling for her, precum starting to leak from the tip.

"Aaah please... I can't say, I really can't..." The first rule he was given when he joined: Under no circumstances will you reveal who you work for. Now that rule was in direct conflict with Raven's question, a question he desperately wanted to answer, knowing it would please her, which in turn would please him. But he just couldn't do it... the consequences, it would be too much for him.

 

[WaveVelour]

Neither the prettiest, nor the sexiest woman among the superhero community, Raven still had a distinct charm of her own. Seduction tactics wasn’t this fussy goth’s strong suit. However, she liked playing the bad girl, the rebellious soul who imposed her understanding of justice. Frankly, it was quite satisfying to be the little demon who made the deserving criminal’s skin crawl. The moody heroine was certainly hard to please, but still enjoyed having some influence on others, that she could make a stranger’s cock stiff at will. However, tonight wasn’t just about flattering her own ego. She indeed was willing to learn the villain behind this secret operation. And the confident heroine was sure that a name will be given to her eventually.

Pale fingers held the man’s shivering member firmly, stroking it up and down in an unhurried fashion to make the veins on the shaft swell in excitement. “Uh-huh.” She didn’t take him seriously, that he could actually manage to keep his boss’ identity to himself. One way or another, she would make him talk. A final stroke brought her clenched digits to the tip of his upright member. Her free hand slid on the seat like a little shovel and slipped under the man’s package. Clutching his balls from below, she pulled those orbs closer to herself, eager to make them heavier. Right now, he might have thought Raven’s teasing was amusing, but without a relief, things could get uncomfortable really fast. She gave Seth’s balls a tender squeeze, just to emphasize her current ownership on them.

“Do you want me to make them as blue as my hair?” Half-closed eyes of the demoness looked up at the young criminal, his stiff member casting a subtle shadow on her cute face. She couldn’t be considered a talkative girl. Also, didn’t have a big mouth either. After her question, her lips parted, her mouth slowly opening behind the man’s cock. She pulled her hand away from the man’s balls, instead placing it over one of his knees for extra support. Her other hand remained around his shaft, slowly sliding down to the base. It surely felt quite rigid in her soft hand, but she didn’t need to bend it too much to align the tip with her mouth either. Slightly tilting his erect member towards herself, Raven drew her parted lips closer to its thick head.

Compared to the cold night, her breath was warm. Her pink tongue stepped out of her mouth for a small guidance. Subtle shimmering of his precum didn’t make her look down as she kept her squinted eyes on her victim’s handsome face. Above her violet eyes, her thin brows moved down. Soon, a sinister smirk stretched her mouth as well. Her lips closed, however not squeezing the man’s cock between them. “What? You thought I was gonna suck you?” Instead, she pulled her face back, leaving the shade of her cock. “You wouldn’t last a minute…” Raven assuredly claimed. Her fingers snapped next to her. A magical construct appeared with her command, purple in color and translucent like her now absent copy. It enclosed Seth’s quite eager-looking member like a makeshift condom, however lacked the thinness of one, hence wouldn’t make him feel much if one were to touch it.

A second time Raven opened her mouth. This time, her lips found the target. She let his cock enter her mouth, albeit while being in a sealed envelope of her magic. Her head began to move up and down on his cock, her tongue sampling the rather tasteless magical construct around his skin. Too bad that he couldn’t feel the texture of her tongue, or softness of her lips.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Why did it have to be tonight, under these circumstances? The thoughts raced through his head as the heroine in front of him was gently stroking his shaft. Under any other circumstances, he would have blabbed about anything she wanted to know. The fact that she said she would fuck him as long as he spoke was music to his ears, and he truly would tell her anything and everything. But tonight, this was the most important task of his short criminal career so far, one he could not fail no matter what. Yet here he was, restrained and being jerked off by a mysterious gothic heroine, feeling hot and aroused, but conflicted. He didn't want to jeopardise the mission he had already failed even more by revealing his boss, but her cool hands felt so good on him, and he had a feeling she was going to get angry if he didn't answer her questions.

His cock stood straight up at her, aroused to full from her simple touch. It quivered as her fingers trailed up to the tip, ready for more. Seth gasped, half in pain and half in pleasure as she got a hold of his balls. He really was just a worthless thug, being humiliated by the girl in front of him, unable to fight back against her magic and finding himself wanting more. "No... please..." He was almost begging her as it began to feel uncomfortable with her grip on his balls. Then, to his relief and surprise she left his balls go, leaning in with her mouth open right on top of his cock. It throbbed with excitement as he could almost feel her warm breath and lips close in around his shaft. He closed his eyes, ready for the feeling of her lips around his shaft, and her warm wet mouth surrounding his cock...

Fuck. She stopped. He opened his eyes to look at her, seeing the teasing, devilish look in her eyes. She wasn't wrong, he would probably erupt within a few seconds of her lips and tongue making contact.

He was about to protest when she used her magic again, this time the purple energy surrounding his length. Though he could see the magic, he couldn't feel it around his shaft. There was no coolness or tightness from the magic condom, no feeling of something wrapping around, there was just... nothing. Like a sexual nightmare, she began to suck and lick on his cock over the magic condom, and he could feel nothing. He could see her head bobbing up and down, her tongue running around the edges of the magic, her lips surrounding his cock. But he could feel none of it. His cock stood hard and rigid, throbbing as his hips moved, hoping he could feel some kind of contact.

"Please Miss Raven, please!" He begged. It was unbearable. His arousal had made him rock hard and ready, but this tortuous magic condom was ruining it all. His body was conflicted, not knowing what to feel. He struggled in the chair, getting more desperate for her touch. It was so tantalisingly close, yet it was so far.

 

[WaveVelour]

Although the magic didn’t alter the size or stiffness of his shaft, it surely blocked his fun. Raven too would have preferred a more direct contact, but the little demon within her also liked to torment. Her cheeks caved in as her lips slid up and down on his zealous member. The surface she sucked was rather smooth in comparison to the veined texture it covered. It tasted like plastic and wax combined, certainly lacking the essence of an eager boy’s authentic excitement. Her eyes closed, she wandered her pursed lips along the length of his member, the lips he sadly could not feel against her rigid skin. “Mhm.. mhmm…” Seemingly not caring the isolation of her magic, her head bobbed up and down on his cock, sucking the newfound purple finish of his manhood in a cum-hungry fashion.

While the young heroine practiced her cock-sucking skills on the poor criminal, pitiful complaints of her victim opened her violet eyes. They were drawn up as the teasing goth looked up at him. Small digits of the girl held the man’s cock from its root. A thorough stroke moved her enclosed lips up the shaft as she drew her mouth off his member. ‘Pop.’ Instead, she stuck her tongue out, lapping his poor cock, from the balls up to the tip. “What’s wrong?” Raven asked with a smirk she didn’t try to hide. “I thought you liked me.” Tip of her index finger pressed on the tip of his cock, twirling it in a small circle. A considerable resistance accompanied her finger, probably enough to make his girlfriend jealous, if he had one that is. Regardless, Raven doubted she could compete with her anyway.

Pretty eyes of the heroine momentarily glowed white. No verbal incantations were needed for small spells. Thus, she didn’t need to say anything as her magic released one of his hands. “Put your hand on my hair.” Raven ordered the young man. A small task to do while she resumed performing her interrogation tactics. If he had been a good little criminal, perhaps she could allow him to put his hand on other places as well. For now however, base of his cock once again grasped by her cool fingers, Raven lips formed a wide 'O' around the thick shaft. Once on the rails, Raven’s stretched mouth ran along his shaft. Up and down, up and down… her lips grazed his encased member. This time, more aggressively as well, swift enough to add a mild sway to her breasts. Like a chocolate covered ice cream bar, she continued to suck him. Each stroke made her purple magic a little thinner. Since it wasn’t quite thick to begin with, the change was imperceptible to the naked eye, but he surely could feel the diminishing of the purple layer. Eager strokes of Raven’s lips eventually melted the annoying magical sleeve. Her lips now firm on her bare skin, her saliva greased his cock. Up and down, up and down…

Before long however, Raven’s treatment came to an irritating stop. The heroine removed her tender lips from his cock, not before slurping the head of his member a last time though. Her tongue ran across her lips to wipe off the excess precum. She got to her feet soon. Holding his shoulders, Raven put her knee between his legs as she leaned in closer to make him see the lips that used to suck his cock better. “Name!” The blue haired heroine asked, grinding her knee against his package.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Seth was bucking his hips to her head's movements, hoping maybe if he pushed up against her mouth he would be able to feel something. But the magic sheath held his cock hostage, letting him grow but not letting him feel her touch. He could see her tongue and lips running along the purple shaft. His arms were pulling harder against the magic that bound them, trying to take control of the situation so satisfy the need that the gothic heroine was denying him. He knew deep down she was doing this on purpose to torment him, but his desire and lust clouded his rational thoughts as he was giving in to her, likely playing exactly into her hands.

He gulped seeing her lips pop off his length. Even without the touch, the sight and sound of it was so satisfying, he just wanted her to go back to sucking him off. "I-I do!" He didn't want to offend her. Perhaps he didn't really like her, but he was definitely enjoying her teasing, as it was considerably more kinky than the mindless sex he had had with various prostitutes. Just her teasing had awoken a deeper, base arousal within in he had never felt before. And like an addict, he needed more.

Fearful of her wrath, he winced and leaned back afraid as she chanted some magic. He found one hand free after her incantation, which confused him until she ordered him. He gladly obliged, putting his hand on her head to feel the silky touch of her dark hair. This time, her teasing blowjob felt even better, as he felt the illusion of control, like he was making her suck him off while guiding her head with his hand. In reality, he was afraid to do anything outside of what she said, but that didn't stop his horny mind imagining the fantasy situation. What's more, the magic condom on his shaft was slowly disappearing, building his hype up more as he could see his cock clearer with every stroke. He could almost feel her too, the warmth of her breath, the wetness of her lips... the magic had gone! He was really feeling her mouth around his member, her lips and her tongue running along it, covering it with her saliva. "Aaaahh yyess ahhh." He moaned with her movements, his hand applying pressure against her head as he felt himself finally starting to build up to a climax.

No! She stopped abruptly, making him look down in frustration and fear. Did he do something wrong? His hand came off her head, dropping by his side. His eyes were glued to her lips, clearly wet from the saliva and precum. He was still staring when she leaned in against him, gasping as her knee found his crotch.

"Its Shizi! Shizi Kozhin! The Black Curtain!" It was too late now, he said it, even the gang name. He was just so desperate, he needed more of her, and while his lust was clouding his judgement, he didn't care what he said.

 

[WaveVelour]

It appeared to be that the man behind the curtain was another curtain. Despite not being a renowned seductress unlike some of the other big players in Gotham, her little interrogation proved to be a success in the end. Raven chose to stay silent for a moment, quietly keeping her skeptical gaze upon him. The name given to her by this low-level criminal turned informer didn’t sound familiar. However, she doubted the man would make it up as well. He appeared to be afraid of the consequences of snitching on his boss, but also didn’t seem to be lying at the same time. “I believe you.” The heroine nodded in confirmation. “Doesn’t ring a bell though.” She snapped her fingers, freeing the man’s other hand as well. Her bare knee left the close proximity of his excited package as the blue haired girl put her boot back to the floor.

This small visit to Gotham turned out to be a quite fruitful operation. Next to the villainous plans she had come here to search for, Raven now had a name to link to it as well. Of course, the information she had just extracted might have led to an unfortunate end to Seth’s underworld career, but this wasn’t her concern. At least, like any other man with a hardened cock, things other than the potential end of his young criminal life seemed to interest him more at the moment. Next to the chair, the heroine reached down to grab the package he was sent to retrieve. “You don’t even know what’s in here, do you?” Holding it up, the experienced heroine made a guess. It didn’t feel abnormally heavy, but it wasn’t that big anyway. Wrapped in paper bag, a string was tied around the box shaped object.

“Hold it up for me.” Raven lifted one of his arms and put the package on his palm. As she turned around, pleasant view of her shapely rear came to the view. Deliberately leaning down a little, the gothic heroine lowered her hips, sitting on his lap. Like the package she handed over, her body didn’t weigh much. It would have been cruel to force his stiff cock to bend under her bottom. So she didn’t disturb it, instead allowing his member to keep towering just behind her body and against her close fitting leotard. A rough estimate of how far it would go if Raven were to take it inside. “Let’s hope it’s not a bomb.” Raven coldly suggested. Since he was the one holding it, this indeed wouldn’t have been nice. Above the package, two pale digits pinched the string, slowly pulling it up to undo the makeshift ribbon.

Once unpacked, the unwrapped package appeared to be just a book. “Hmm…” She opened the hard cover, flipping the pages. The middle section was carved out, hiding a small device that looked like a thumb drive. It could have been encrypted, but she thankfully had a tech savvy teammate who could deal with that. Raising her firm butt, the heroine got to her feet to face the criminal again. “Now that it’s out of the way…” The blue haired woman started. She lightly kicked one of the legs of the chair. The magical construct collapsed, no longer supporting the weight of the man. Her fingers danced in the air to create another object instead. Magical words summoned a purple collar around Seth’s neck, which Raven tucked a finger into. She didn’t feel the need to finish her last sentence, but it would have included something about fucking. She tugged at the ghostly collar, intended to lead him into one of the many abandoned houses alongside the dark alleyway.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Seth was sweating profusely as she looked at him quietly after he gave his answer. Was she not pleased with it? What else could he say? He opened his mouth to try and salvage the situation, but she cut him off. I believe you. He sighed in relief, his free hand wiping the sweat off his brow as she freed his other hand. Was that it? Was she letting him go now? Her knee left his crotch and he sat back in a more relaxed manner, glad that the potentially deadly ordeal may be over. His excited cock was still bouncing up as she stepped away. He looked down embarrassed but made no move to cover himself. She didn't seem to mind his member pointing straight up at her, so he wasn't going to do anything until she spoke.

He shook his head while she found the other, less excitable package. He gulped as he held the small package, his eyes glued onto Raven's ass, his legs almost trembling as she sat on his lap. He longed to press his cock between her cheek, feel the smooth flesh surrounding it. But he didn't dare move, sitting still while she opened the package. He was entirely focused on not offending her with his perversion which he was sure she knew about. It seemed the worst was over, but she could turn around and snap his life away at any time, so he wasn't going to take any risks. He kept quiet as she opened it to find a book and began thumbing through it. He didn't want to know what was in it, just in case he was miraculously allowed back into the gang, he didn't want to be exposed for reading the boss' secrets.

"Wha-wha!?" There was little time to react as the heroine stood up from his lap and dissolved the chair he sat on. He fell downwards but was stopped as she found a finger into the new purple collar around this throat. It felt like the complete humiliation, being collared like a slave for this girl. Yet at the same time, Seth could not think of something more satisfying than to please her, and in turn be pleased by her.

"Where are we going?" He asked, quickly following along as she dragged him away into the darkness of an abandoned house, hobbling after her with his cock still out in the open. He had grown slightly softer now, but it still held a rigid shape and stuck out larger than it normally would be when it was flaccid.

 

[WaveVelour]

Not feeling the need to keep one digit tucked into the man’s collar, Raven chose just to walk in front of her surprise company. There was only one direction he could take in this alley, while the other led to a dead end. In this chilling night, the heroine’s legs shined out like two short lampposts. The one-piece garment that covered her form from the crotch to the shoulder stretched across her shapely hips with each step the woman took. Closefitting fabric hugging two round cheeks: it constituted an intriguing source of motivation to chase them without really knowing where they would lead, if the mere hope of fucking the -subjectively- strongest titan wasn’t enough of an encouragement in its own right. She had done questioning the nameless criminal by now, however he seemed to have something to ask.

Upon hearing the man’s fair inquiry, the heroine stopped moving. She sharply turned around to face him instead. One index finger poked him in the chest. “Nowhere.” The woman replied. She had always been a woman who valued privacy and liked seclusion. Tonight too, she wouldn’t have minded if this intimate occupation remained a small secret. Similarly, she assumed Seth wouldn’t be willing to hear the rumors of a henchman ratting out his boss either. “We’ll go nowhere, and do nothing.” She repeated again. In this shady region of the city, amongst the worn buildings, it wouldn’t have been entirely inaccurate to claim they were in the middle of nowhere anyway.

Ready to pick a random door now, Raven cast a simple spell. No flash of light appeared, no magical erected from the ground. Instead, a chain of clicks were heard along the alleyway as the doors unlocked themselves upon the demoness’ wish. “This way.” Admirable hips of the moody heroine swayed in the alley again. Her pale fingers curled around a randomly picked door handle. The door creaked as she cracked it open. It opened to a rather modest room. It certainly lacked the comfort of her home, or anyone’s dwelling place for that matter. The walls were weathered, the floor dusty. An old single bed pathetically lay at one side, a broken cabinet barely stood in the opposite corner. Hardly a luxury suite, but Raven sometimes liked it dirty.

After glancing around the room for a while, her violet eyes once again found her unexpected partner. Her brows moved down with her gaze, disappointed that the man’s exposed member didn’t look as stiff at the time. “What is this?” She swiftly clutched his package, slender fingers groped him. “Huh?” As the bossy heroine squeezed his promising manhood a few times, an unseen force slammed the door shut behind the man. Her cool fingers didn’t linger on his cock, however. Raven took a step back. “Start rubbing it.” The blue haired woman ordered, crossing her arms below her nicely defined bust. Pale legs slightly parted, she began tapping her boot against the floor, waiting for his cock to reach the desired length and hardness.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Following along behind the heroine, Seth felt like he was only half-conscious. He couldn't quite process all that had just happened, from losing his precious package to getting a blowjob by the beautiful heroine. He was still stuck in a state of disbelief, blindly following after her with his eyes glued to the majestic thighs and legs that stood out against her dark outfit. They were like beacons of light in the darkness of the alley, drawing him in.

"Nothing?" He was confused, but continued to walk after her in the hopes of something. She was a mysterious woman, and the unknown allure of her drew him in, in the hopes of getting more. He had a faint idea of what she had in store for the two of them, but could not tell from her body language or her answer. She could just leave him trapped in some abandoned house for the cops, or she could bring him away just to dispose of him as a witness. There was nothing he could do about it but hope, rather ironic for criminals like him, who gave up on such abstract and frankly delusional concepts when he joined the gang.

He wasn't surprised anymore as she easily unlocked a random door and brought him into the room. It was dark, dusty and clearly abandoned. Was she going to just leave him here? Or was she going to reward him for his information on his boss?

"H-haah ahh! I'm sorry!" Seth yelped, groaning as her hand found his semi-hard member. It felt good under her cool touch and it slowly came back to life, getting bigger, uncurling from his balls as blood flowed through once again. His hips moved with her fingers and he was found groaning in a begging fashion as her fingers left after that brief moment. "Yes ma'am." He quickly got to work under her orders, his own hands stroking his length to bring it up. It felt nowhere near as good as her slender fingers, as Seth was used to his rough hand on his cock. In fact, it felt worse as he was rubbing it himself.

He looked back at the heroine, absorbing her entire figure. The tight fitting leotard, the dark hair, the pale complexion, the bosum chest under her arms, the shining thighs, the sound of her boots against the floor. He used it all to fuel his imagination, imagining her hands, her chest, her wet pussy rubbing against his cock. He quickly got to full length, growing stiffer with each stroke as he imagined all the lewd things she would do to him while his hands stroked himself furiously to emulate those actions.

 

[WaveVelour]

Not entirely sure if her gothic presence accelerated things down there for the man, but she watched his cock grow in size and stand upright before her. The heroine trained her eyes on his manhood, impatiently waiting for it to erect into its full glory again. “Faster.” She was almost sure that the progress would have been a lot quicker if she had wandered her own hands on his cock instead of instructing him to rub it himself. Still, it didn’t take long before Seth’s eager rod confidently pointed to her like a loaded gun. A weapon that didn’t threaten the assured heroine, but made her curious. She was definitely a hard woman to please. One boot tapping still, she didn’t fail to find an excuse to scold him. “Alright. I didn’t say jerk off to me. Just make it hard.” Making that thing sing: that was her job after all.

Other than fighting crime, magic could make some everyday tasks a lot easier as well. However, Raven wasn’t lazy enough to use it for everything. There was a reason she had ordered the man to stroke himself. She had other things to do first. Her hands were paired on her waist. Quickly undoing her golden belt, the young titan got rid of the said fancy accessory. One of her hands rose up next, stretching the neck of her one-piece garment out. Her opposite arm wriggled and buckled as she pulled it out through the neck hole. Thankfully, her relatively petite frame made wearing such a tight costume easier. And also, taking it off. Similarly, she slipped her other arm out of the garment as well. “Keep going!” Raven demanded as she rolled the fabric down to her waist, which revealed a rather simple t-shirt bra. The black undergarment cupped her orbs and emphasized a pale cleavage. Stooping over, the flexible fabric of her leotard ran down her shapely legs to puddle at her feet. Narrow straps of a black thong modestly covered her essential parts. In the back, the fabric disappearing between her pale cheeks.

Once out of her costume, Raven stepped forward again. “What? You thought I didn’t wear anything under it?” She guessed the question in his head. Now that she was done stripping, mostly at least, Seth could stop playing with his cock. Instead of his own hand, Raven’s soft fingers encircled the man’s rigid member. The easiest way to stir a man, holding the handle between his legs. “Move!” The blue-haired heroine walked him in the room. A few steps were enough to bring him in front of the only armchair in this long abandoned place. The furniture was old and tattered, but wide enough to host two. “Down.” She pushed him onto the seat, letting his hips meet the ragged cushion. Her own moved soon after. The half-naked heroine herself climbed onto the furniture. Her parted knees pressed on the seat at each side, sole of her boots pointing towards the wall behind her.

“It’s Miss Raven.” The demoness corrected him. “Don’t make me repeat it again.” Her hands slid up his chest and held him by the shoulders. Her delightful hips swayed back and forth. Raven began to grind her panty-clad pussy against his rigid cock, stimulating him, and she herself as well. As the armchair squeaked with the rhythmic sway of her waist, Raven demanded an additional support from behind. “Hold by butt.”

 

[Doc 3FM]

His hands moved faster on her orders, stroking up and down his manhood. He wanted to please her, and if that meant jerking off as she watched, so be it. He groaned as he actually felt himself slowly building up to an orgasm. Was she waiting for him to finish in front of her? He kept going until she told him to stop, stopping abruptly when she scolded him. Did he go too far?

He looked at her, hard cock in hand as she stripped in front of him. He was glued to her pale skin as more and more of it was revealed in front of him. Just the sight of it got him harder than his own stroking. Her body looked gorgeous. He stood with his mouth open as her costume came off. Her beautiful perfect breasts were just inches away from him, with one small layer of fabric surrounding them. His eyes darted from her chest to her crotch, unsure of where to look at. Her cleavage and womanhood were equally tempting to him. Seth quickly got back to stroking as she spoke up again, worried about disappointing her. He was so close to feeling that naked body press up against his, he would obey any of her orders just for more of a glimpse and more of a touch.

"Uh no I-" Seth stammered, his hands falling to his sides as she reached down, letting her take over his cock. It felt so much better than his own hands. Just the touch of her soft fingers nearly sent him into an orgasm as he held himself back, following her towards the chair and planting himself down on it. It felt old, dusty, and filthy. His bare hips made contact with the cushion as a small cloud of dust was blown away from the impact. However, he didn't care about the state of the armchair or his skin. With Raven climbing on top of it after he sat down, nothing else mattered.

"Yes Miss Raven." He moaned, his arms coming up from behind to support her. "Aahh ahh...yes..." He was getting overwhelmed by the situation as the thin fabric of her thong rubbed up against his hard cock, now at full mast and ready to burst at the seams. His eyes were drawn to the cleavage in front of him, getting lost between her bosom globes. Her hands held onto her butt, timidly squeezing the flesh between his fingers. He didn't want to anger her, but he couldn't help himself. He had no idea if he was going to be able to last under this tortuous teasing, his cock throbbing and ready to burst at any moment.

 

[WaveVelour]

Although most of her daily workout consisted of mental training rather than physical practices, next to her meditation sessions, the heroine took good care of her body. She had a rather fit form, as Seth could now verify. And given how long and rigid his cock had grown to be before the woman’s pale frame, he seemed to like it as well. By now, he must have accumulated a generous supply of lust in his balls. And Raven was willing to drain them, put it to good use. Reward his throbbing member for the man’s compliance. Or maybe, more than anything else, it was just a selfish desire to satisfy her own needs. Criminal or not, she could use a competent cock deep into her folds. That is, if an insignificant thug could handle a half demon.

Grinding herself against the man’s excited cock certainly didn’t feel bad. A pair of hands to hold them from behind, she danced her hips on his lap. Seth’s fingers felt warm on her cool rear, while her womanhood began to heat up. Saturating her modest panties, some of her excitement leaked to smear on the man’s firm shaft. Sure she was getting wet, but she could also keep rubbing her pussy on his cock for a long time, whilst he couldn’t last that long. And it kind of would have been a waste if she let his cock sing right now. Instead of swaying back and forth in a dance of tease, Raven’s pale hips stopped moving. She reached back, patting on his one hand. “Ok. Hands off.” Raven asked. “I want to go down.”

As told, the blue haired heroine climbed off his lap. Another time this evening, she dropped to her lovely knees in front of him. One by one, petite digits closed around the base of the thug’s shaft. Her other hand move up as the young crime fighter patted her own head, not feeling the need to vocalize her demand. Inside her mouth, the woman’s tongue wriggled and curled. Soon, a stream of saliva flowed down from her pouted lips. After landing upon the tip of his rigid cock, it ran down the side of his member. “Eyes on me!” She tucked her shoulder length hair strands behind her ear, while her own violet eyes stared up at him.

Magenta lips squeezed the man’s shaft, not all of it so that her tongue could be mobile. Below the cold stare of her eyes, Raven began sucking him. The poor little criminal seemed to be already on the edge. The heroine knew he was close, but didn’t know how many strokes would eventually make him surrender. Maybe 10 or 9? Her slippery tongue twirled around the head of his cock. Or would it be more like an 8? Tip of her tongue flicked against his hard member, collecting some precum out of the tip. 7 was a good number as well, pretty lucky. Her head bobbing up and down, soft lips rubbed against the stiff skin. Perhaps 6, it sounded like sex after all. Raven slurped his cock, enjoying the taste and texture of it. 5… 4… Sealed lips imprisoned his member within her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down a few more time. 3, 2 and 1.

 

[Doc 3FM]

Seth's breathing came rapidly as his cock throbbed against her lower lips. He could feel the moisture leaking out of her panties as he tried to host himself back. He really wanted more, and knew it might all be over if he came. Given how hot and sexy the situation was with the heroine, he could probably build up another load after an orgasm. It wouldn't nearly be as much as the first climax, and he didn't know if she would have the patience for that, worried she would be finished with him once she made him cum.

"Oh yes, of course." He complied quickly, taking his hands off as she got off his lap. While he was scared that he had offended her in some way, she didn't seem particularly angry as she knelt down in front of him, his rigid shaft directly in front of her face. Seth held back his moan when her fingers first found his shaft. His hips were already shifting to buck against her fingers. Without missing a beat, he put both his hands on her head, lightly pushing down on her blue hair as her saliva warmed and lubed up his length. He stared right back at her, his eyes not leaving her face. He shuddered at the sight of her, kneeling down half naked in front of him, hands on his cock with her lips coming down to his tip. This was as close to heaven as he was going to get.

His moans came out quickly once her warm mouth surrounded his length. He began to push harder against the back of her head while her tongue swirled around his tip. "Aah ah-Miss Raven! I'm gonna..." It was too much to handle. He gripped onto her hair aggressively as his body took over the final steps leading up to his climax. He pushed her head into his crotch, letting his cock slam deeper into her mouth. One more. Yes. Just one more. As her head bobbed up again, he slammed her head down, thrusting forward with his hips while his cock throbbed and quivered for a second as it hit the back of her throat.

It exploded a split second later, accompanied by a loud groan of pleasure. He coated her mouth in his cum as he shot all his pent up load inside. The frustration from her teasing must have had a tremendous effect on him, as he had never cum this much before. He felt like every ounce of cum he had was being drained and shot out of him as he came, wave after wave. He held her head down he pumped out the rest of his orgasm, breathing heavily even as he finished.

Looking down at the heroine, he quickly let go of her hair in a panic, thinking he might have gone too far as his sexual urges had taken over. "Sorry Miss Raven! I'm sorry!" He pleaded, hoping to appease her with an apology.

 

[WaveVelour]

In the end of so much tease, an instinctual urge of finishing the session in a long-awaited, satisfactory climax couldn’t really considered an unacceptable crime or a daring impudence. Her somewhat docile partner’s suddenly peaked boldness still managed to surprise the confident heroine. Or rather, the sudden thrust that delved his member deeper into her mouth, the hasty pull that pulled her head onto his cock caught the pale-skinned woman by surprise. Although possessing great magical potential, she was hardly a physically imposing individual, not really difficult to move around. Whilst sucking it at her own pace, the criminal’s stiff rod grazed past the roof of her mouth, soon jumping down her throat. “Glug!” Pretty eyes of the heroine widened as her jaw stretched farther down below the root of the man’s cock.

The foreign object that plugged her mouth took away the ability of speech from the moody titan. Sloppy gargles and half-distressed grunts accompanied the thorough penetration of her mouth. “Gag! Ack… Guck.” Blue hair strands sticking out between keen fingers, two hands firmly glued her face to the man’s crotch. Through its profound intrusion, her dexterous tongue was made to lie flat under the shaft. Running down her mouth, Seth’s eager cock pounded the back of her throat. Its base pulsed in excitement between the heroine’s rounded lips as she was tasked with swallowing the entire thing. Not every petty criminal could enjoy the distinct pleasure of fucking a renowned heroine’s mouth, and he seemed to relish this rare opportunity quite well.

The airflow to her lungs disturbed by a thick rod, Raven choked on the man’s cock, while the lucky owner of the said eager member cried upon reaching an inevitable climax. She grabbed onto his lower legs as he began to dump the payload. Despite the generous amount of lust he apparently managed to gather up by now, already dirty room floor was spared from a mess as his member was rather confined. A thick stream of fresh seed ran down her throat. Like a campaign bottle shoved into her mouth, an uninterrupted current of cream moved down to her stomach. “Gug… Gug… Gug…” With further throbs against her throat, the half-naked heroine swallowed whatever the man dumped inside. Her lips spread around the thick member, one of her blue eyebrows rose up. Surprised, and a little distressed by the sheer amount of thick substance she was made to eat.

Once her mouth was unplugged, Raven leaned back and sat on her grey butt. An audible gasp heaved her chest out. “Wha…” Repeated coughs interrupted her words. Before continuing, she gulped down to further clear her throat. “What the fuck?” The woman questioned how much cum he managed to spurt. Her expression carried a surprise rather than anger or disgust. After such an outburst, his cock understandably might have lost its vigour. Hers was still strong, however. Without giving him a break, Raven grabbed him by the ankles, pulling Seth off the chair to lay him on the floor. “My… cough… my turn.” She got to her feet.