Epilogue: Tamaranean Morning Sickness

Blackout curtains hid the windows. A single candle burned before her. Legs crossed, hands held in mystic gestures, Raven's lips moved silently through the words of her mantra. Eyes focused on the flame. Seeking as always to temper her mind and spirit for the day to come. To seal away the darkness within her, the demonic heritage that always scrabbled against the bolts and locks she had erected against their influence. A daily struggle with her own nature...

Interrupted suddenly by a naked golden-skinned form stirring out of her bed. A trail of flame burned through the air as Starfire flew from the bed they shared to their bathroom. Steam burst from the toilet as a torrent of golden fire burst from the Tamaranean's mouth into the toilet...and Raven sighed, extinguishing the candle with a thought, and rising from her cross-legged posture to deal with her girlfriend's morning sickness.

"By X'hal...I'm going to die..." the alien princess said as she laid her cheek against the cold porcelain.

Raven slid in behind her, pale hands reaching down and around Starfire to rub the slight swell of her stomach. Tamaraneans, apparently, showed early—in no small part because Starfire was still so thin and fit, despite the cravings for strange foods that had come over her. The mystic buried her face in Starfire's neck, hands moving in slow circles.

Starfire said that belly rubs helped with morning sickness. Raven didn't even care if she was lying.

The last two months had been tumultuous. The Supermom had disappeared; the Justice League and the Shadowpact had informed them that the situation was taken care of. Yet that still left Raven and Starfire to deal with the pregnancy that had occurred under her influence...and Raven had been shocked when Starfire had not only decided to keep the child, but had basically moved into Raven's bed.

Nightwing and Beast Boy had been hurt, of course. Yet seeing how happy Starfire was...somehow made it easier to swallow. The Titans remained friends, despite the strain. Raven had been more deeply affected than most; she had always been attracted to Starfire's body, but she never imagined actually...being with her. To wake up with that warm, naked body next to hers. The conversations they had. Going out on dates. The sudden pyroclastic displays that were Tamaranean morning sickness...

"Beloved," Starfire said, pressing her ass against Raven's crotch. "I am not feeling well. Would you make love to me for a little while?"

"You know I didn't finish my meditation," Raven said, trying to put on her gruff demeanor.

"Do not be a glempork!" The Tamaranean said. "Feel how much I need you!"

Raven could feel it. Starfire's pussy was like a hotplate. Though the princess could not see it, dark energies gathered about Raven's eyes...a sign that she was gathering and shaping magical power to her purposes.

They had experimented with sex...quite a lot. Starfire had enjoyed Raven in many ways. Yet when she got like this, her body nearly bursting with cosmic power, there was only one way to satisfy the pregnant princess. Raven pushed her leotard aside so that a dark, glowing magical construct could push its way out of her pussy. Shifting Starfire's long red locks to the side, the mystic rubbed the phallic energy construct against the Tamaranean twat...

"Oh...oh do not tease me beloved!" Starfire moaned as she shifted her knees a bit. "Take me! Take me like a Thangarian whore!"

There was a flicker of crimson eyes on Raven's forehead as she slid her toy into Starfire's pregnant snatch. The phallic construct thickened, spreading Raven and Starfires' cunnies wider as it slid in...and Raven gasped as it moved inside of them, the fat phallic construct fucking them both. The princess knew what dirty talk did to her lover, but her utter need was such that she welcomed it. After all, Tamaraneans were tough...and needy...

Beast Boy was sipping tea in the kitchen as Starfire's cries echoed through the vents. Robin, Tim Drake, noticed the bulge growing in his friend's pants.

"I can't help it," the green-skinned Beast Boy said. "Is it weird that I'm happy she didn't leave me for another guy?"

"No. I'm happy for them," Robin said. "Although we really should improve the soundproofing in the Tower."

"You ever, uh, think about..." Garfield began, but was interrupted by the scream of an alarm, and then a small explosion.

"The fire alarm in Raven's bathroom," Robin said. He laid a hand on Beast Boy's thigh. "Think about what?"

"How...hot it is..." Beast Boy said, his nose shifting for a moment into a doglike snout. Smelling a new kind of excitement...

"You know that in the animal kingdom," Tim said, his fingers sliding over Beast Boy's shorts so that his fingers touched Garfield's bulge. "Bats are the most likely mammals to be homosexual?"

Starfire's moans ratcheted up a notch. A wet slapping-sound echoed through the vents. Robin licked his lips...and dropped onto his knees to crawl under the table. Beast Boy sat stark still, elbows on the table, holding his tea mug, wondering if this was really happening...and then he felt his shorts pulled down, and something hot, wet, and alive closed over the head of his green prick.

Maybe, he thought. Raven knocking up Starfire was for the best.