Oh god Yes

Cole slowly nodded.

Rave smiled a bit as she used her magic to turn the bathtub knobs. Turning the water to a far more enticing warm temperature as opposed to what it currently was. She coo'd a bit as the water passed over her body.

She leaned forward, letting her mouth slowly descend on his and their kiss to resume. It was not soft and gentle, but nor was it the passionate attack Lust had done. It was a more eager kiss, with more energy and some tongue tossed in. Her hands started to trace his muscles, earning a few 'mmms' from him though it made her aware of something lacking. He was a little behind due to the entire shock of everything, so she took his hands and put them to her waist.

Getting the hint his hands traced her sides, slowly starting to put more and more pressure on her. His hands settled onto her rear, each palm resting on a cheek. He started slow with a rub or two before giving a squeeze, earning an epp from her. Everyone knew she had an ass, and would usually settle on playing with it during sex. She just never really 'got it' herself, it was just a butt. A mass of padding just used for sitting.

But she couldn't argue with how her body felt from the result.

Urged on but her own building desire, and maybe some prodding at the back of her head from Lust herself, one of her hands reached towards his waist. Slowly, softly, and yet persistently; her finger ran up and down the length of the bulge just below his tented pants. She paid attention to the tip of it, enjoying the reactions that went through his body. Foreplay out the window, she started to work at the belt to get it off and pull the pants lower. Eventually her prize sprung free from his boxers.

It wasn’t very long. About average male sized which sadly made him on the short led end. That’s what happens when you go against supers, honestly. He was certainly bigger than some bar flys she invited when she was ****. But it was hard to compete with say a shapeshifter or other super heroes for length.

That said; it’s other attributes were another matter.

It was a thick heavy feeling rod of meat. Girth was the term that passed through her mind as she ran a hand down its length. And while it wasn't as long as other cocks she'd had, it wasn't at full mast either. The combination of the two..., well, made her quiver just a bit. This was going to go inside her…

“It’s going be like a fucking cork..” she thought as she hit her lip. In her mindscape, Lust shouted “Jackpot!!!”

She wasn’t one for long dick, but she loved the feeling of being oh so filled. Perhaps the term, Size queen, described her.

Normally she would have a bit more control. But between the musky smell cutting through the water, and Lust poking at her head, well she was really starting to get into it. She reached a hand over to wrap around the shaft her fingers slowly coiling around them. Cole let out stifled moans as her fingers traced up and down his length.

With Lust fully poking her, she moved her open mouth closer and closer to the precum-leaking head of Cole’s thick cock. Her lips wrapped firmly around the thick head, taking time to move her lips around it for a bit before her tongue began to run back and forth over it. The noises Cole was making was rather cute considering the large boxer he was, while that thick smell started to addled her senses. The closer she had gotten to the cock, the more addicting the smell had become as her nose almost pressing down against the shaft itself.

“Mmm, that’s a good smell…., I wonder.”

Raven wasn’t that much for musk or smell herself, though when dating BB, it was… just something that she had gotten used to. Pulling back from the head once more, she pressed her nose up against the length, getting a full whiff of it, while she held what she had gotten from the tip inside her mouth. The taste wasn’t bad and she made a quick show of swallowing it for Cole.

A pulse along his member gave her the response she wanted.

Her restraint was now fully breaking down. She leaned in deeper as she ran her tongue along the entire length of the shaft before getting to Cole’s balls. They were heavy; no doubt filled with a several days of cum due to being around her. Raven didn't waste any time before wrapping her lips around one of them. The taste mix of his sweat and the water from the shower, along with the scent of musk clouded her mind again but she kept going. More so because of the groans Cole was giving out.

She started with small suckle at first, but her tongue began to run around the gently throbbing nut while her free hand reached over to begin massaging and squeezing the other one. She continued this for awhile, switching which one she was worshiping with her mouth from one to the other, and only once she had gotten the both of them clean did she resort to trying to put both of them into her mouth, forcing each one into a cheek. All the while Cole's shaft bounced atop Raven's head as she did so. Raven should have been annoyed about that, a part of her brain recognized, but she couldn't summon the energy to be bothered—all she wanted was more, more of the sweat and the musk, more of that shaft inside her mouth, and so that's exactly what she wanted to do.

She pulled back a bit, and with a bit of magic, coated her lips with fresh purple lipstick. Looking up at Cole as she took the shaft back into her mouth again, Raven couldn't help but wonder whether Cole had been this big before. How much was it him, the potion upgrade, or Cupid’s own work? Well, if it was Cupid, they got her taste pretty dead on. Raven did her best to impress the cock's owner, starting to slip the shaft into her mouth inch-by-tasty-inch.

"Ffffuck….," Cole groaned out when Raven neared the halfway point.

He’d been fighting back a few different instincts. The main one just ramming his dick down her throat. Along with how twitchy he still was feeling, it would have been natural to do it. But he didn’t want to freak her out or more to the point, get her angry. Last thing he wanted was to overstep himself and have her Anger side come out..., though with Lust working on her would that just be Hate sex?

Instead he just slowly put his hands around her head, moving his palms near her temples with his fingers running through her hair. He make sure no to put a lot of pressure on her, but enough to signal keep going. She didn't mind at all and took the hint, sliding more of his rod into her mouth. She felt the head press up against the entrance to her throat, and although she knew that it would hurt to take such a large shaft all the way inside her mouth, the scent of Cole's musk was getting stronger the further down the shaft that she went driving her on. She'd pay for doing this, more than likely having a sore throat come morning.

"The price you pay..., oh well" she thought.

She brought her hands to Cole's hips as a brace while she prepared herself. If Raven was going to take that cock all the way, then she was going to do as well as she could given the position. Her lips slipped along the remainder of the cock, the thick slab of meat pushing into her throat as she willed it to do so. This wasn't the first time she took a big cock like this, but how easily it was sliding in was felt a bit off.

"Perhaps Cupid has a hand in that." Intelligence mumbled from inside her mind.

Once she hit the base, Raven buried her nose right up against the point where the base of Cole's dick and crotch met. Her throat felt so full, and her stomach would be too if Cole's precum kept leaking at the rate that it was. Determined to bring the boxer an orgasm, Raven wrapped her arms around Cole's hips and looked up at his face. Tears were already building in the corners of her eyes, but she ignored them. She kept her eyes open and stared up at Cole as she began to pull her head back and forth, forcing herself onto the shaft over and over again and starting to leave a long dark purple streak over his flesh. Never fully pulling off his cock.

Precum, saliva, and lipstick started to coat the length of the shaft, the mess starting to coat Cole's inner thighs and Raven's face as she started to move faster. The goth pulled no punches in her treatment of him. She used her grip on the other to **** herself down to the base each time she took the cock back inside, even as it became more and more of a struggle to do so, even as the tears streamed down her face and ruined what little makeup she had been wearing, even as her throat cried out to her for rest.

Well if she was doing this might as well go all the way right?

Cole was too befuddled from his state and the pleasure to really be worried about her. Besides she was in control still, she wouldn’t hurt herself just for him right? His hands slipped further into the goth's hair, and then used that grip to hold Raven down during one of her motions at the base of his shaft.

Holding herself down at the very base for a moment, Raven allowed Cole to enjoy the feeling of a tight throat wrapped firmly around his shaft. Experimenting, she reached her tongue out, working at what she could reach of Cole's balls at the same time, which wasn't all that much. Still the idea of pleasing all of him at once made the utterly arousing moment even more pleasurable for Raven. She paused to slip a hand between her own legs, lacking any embarrassment as she began to tease herself.

"Rae… gonna…”

Raven responded only by sucking harder, which in turn urged Cole further. With a final crack of restraint breaking, he readjusted the grip that he had on Raven’s head and began to roughly fuck the woman’s face. Well from his sitting position; it was more shoving her all the way down before pulling her oh so slowly up, her lips gracing the tip of his cock before slamming her back down.

Wide eyed, she couldn't believe she was being used like this. Cole didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do something this rough. It wasn’t something new to her, just unexpected. Perhaps he was more worked up than Raven thought. As if on cue, the pace of Cole's brutal face-fucking picked up, and Raven knew that it wouldn’t be long now from the pulsing feeling she felt in her mouth. She reached both her hands over to get a grip on Cole’s legs to help steady herself as the pace picked up for the final time, and then the last deep slam.

With the weight and the warmth of the cum in her mouth, thoughts of 'keeping steady' with her hands vanished as she resumed the shameless masturbation with her hands, pushing herself over the edge and into climax. The moan only helped send Cole off on his own. Her mouth closed, with some more of the cum being **** out as it did, and she managed to swallow right as her orgasm hit so that when she began moaning out in pleasure a moment later as her orgasm took her over, she was able to feel the load sliding down her throat. It was a feeling that she wouldn't have traded for anything, and when her orgasm passed a few moments later, she simply collapsed forward against Cole's thigh.

That scent in her senses, the strong musk of Cole's cock and balls, seemed to have some stronger than normal effect. Even through the water, the smell was making horny again. Looking up at Cole with a confused look on her face, her worry was obvious, but Cole stared down at her. He shrugged and merely motioned towards his still hard cock.

The two stared at each other, their lungs breathing heavily. Without a word Raven stood up and pulled the boxer up, helping him steady himself. She said nothing as she summoned over soap and wash cloth, cleaning the pair of the mess thus far.

Any time Cole tried to get too handsy, She swatted him away. She allowed for a few gropes of her thighs and butt, along with letting him help wash her chest; but anything more was shut down; much to his annoyance. This continued into the drying off too. Raven allowed him to get a little more daring, mainly letting him dry her legs. In exchange, she made sure to ever so softly dry off his chest. Her fingers and the towel causing goose bumps as they went.

A flick of her wrist and her magic finished drying them; mainly the hair. He was pretty sure her black energy covered her mouth too before she spat out into the sink. Cleaning done she just walked off to the bedroom, a massive sway in her step. Far more noticeable and hypnotic than normal.

“So uh… now what…” he asked as he followed her, a nervous tick here and there.

“Now?” She asked as she reached the edge of the bed and turned to sit on it, backing up just a bit over the edge.

She brought her legs up off the ground holding them straight out ahead of her. Then, oh so slowly, she opened them. All the way until she was doing a perfect split, exposing everything to him. Those thick thighs glistening with just the barest hints of water. A small glint of metal around her nipples(so that's where she had the piercings), and how her breasts moved in time with her deep breaths. And those violet eyes, shining in anticipation. She licked her lips before speaking the next words.

“Now you come over and fuck me.”

She expected him to just pounce on her. To just pin her to the bed and rail her hard till the bed broke. He was an athlete hyped up on magic juice; he should be able to pull that off. Depending on how strong the bed was. Point was she expected him to just come and instantly rail her, like so many that had shared a bed with her had done.

Instead, he just walked to the edge of the bed and slowly fell to his knees. A bit of worry flashed through her mind, was he too unwell for this? That thought left her when his tongue extended from his mouth and he closed in on her entrance, leaving only the top half of his head visible.

Being eaten out wasn't new to her; hell it was a bit of kink of hers to just pin someone between her thick legs as she rode them . Given how unexpected it was though, she wasn't ready for the indescribable jolt rushing up to her mind. Her vaginal walls expanded slightly as that tongue started pushing its way inside of her, its ever-so-slightly rough texture rubbing against the sides, strongly stimulating the nerve endings there.

Said jolt went up her spine with each lick he did, every little motion he made. Each prod of her folds and every time he moved deeper.

"Haaaaah!"

She clasped her hands over her mouth, a slight flush appearing on her face. She hadn't even thought to try blocking out her moans..., and was he really already making her cry out like this, that quickly? Was he that good or was she that horny?

She felt the tongue leave her body as Cole brought his head back. He shot her a look from his position. Was that a look of hunger..., well he was finally getting what he wanted but, there was some other glint in there. Something that made her shiver just a bit

"For as someone as stoic as you, wasn't expecting a cute moan like that."

"It..., you caught me off guard." she huffed back. "I was expecting something else..., so you can't really take that as a win if I was prepared for something more intense..."

"Really? I can tell how wet your body is getting. Your body doesn't lie. It's like it wants me to keep going. And who am I to deny that need."

"Well... given how worked up I am..., I wouldn't be surprised. But I think it's time for..."

"Nah.., I think it's time for me to continue."

"W-Wait a minute I'm telling you...."

She steeled herself, attempting to hold still even as his tongue re-entered her. Her breath deepened as she clawed at the sheets around her. As the area got wetter from both herself and the saliva from Cole, his tongue started making sloppy sounds going in and out of her, reminiscent of an animal hungrily lapping up water.

"Doesn't even have a long tongue like BB and yet... mmmm"

The waves of pleasure expanded, no longer restricting themselves to her vagina, but starting to permeate outward. Growing more and more intense with each lick Cole gave her. Her brain felt as though it were starting to crack open, a building cry desperately trying to free itself from the constraints of her body. She tried to cover her mouth, biting down as she fought to keep it down.

"Haaaaaah!" Yet another loud voice escaped her lips.

That pleasure had now reached across most of her body. The massive amount of signals to her head made it hard to think straight, another moan building up inside of her taking advantage as it desperately fought against its captor.

For his part, Cole was enjoying this. There was a buzz in his head, a need to just pin her down and rail her..., but he still had enough control. He wanted to return the favor she had done for him. Besides after hearing that cute moan come from someone who is usually controlled and stern..., well. He wanted to see if he could get more out of her.

A moments passed as Raven fought to keep it together endured. Why? Maybe a bit of pride that she didn’t want to turn into a mewling begging mess from the first thing he did. Her whole body started to shake and shiver her hands gripping at the sheets in a vain attempt to find purchase.

It didn’t matter.

Her brain started to go white from the pleasure. Her legs started to spasm, and her focus started to leave her. Raven soon began moaning with an intensity almost like a scream, far louder than the cute quips from before. She fought hard to silence herself, even trying to bite down on her lips. While her sounds were muted, the feeling inside her kept building.

Her addled mind latched onto the one thing she could, that damned tongue.., only to go down a feed back loop of feeling it speed up, moving faster and faster, the rough exterior rubbing against her fluid-drenched walls. Which in turn drove her into a deeper haze of pleasure and make her focus on it even more.

She struggled to stay still, her muffled moans continuing as she shut her eyes and tensed up her face, attempting to put even more pressure on her mouth to stay closed. And it was renewed each time Cole gave another long lick, forming a seemingly endless chain of this rather familiar feeling.

It continued, the sheer intensity running through her mind unabated, and with no sign of stopping. She kept still as best as she could, experiencing this high she was on. Just something about having a strong man 'lower' himself to eating her out..., it was a huge turn on for her.

But finally... finally it died down.

When it was all over, she looked forward in a daze, her mouth open, and her eyes hazy, struggling to focus on anything.

Cole looked up from his work; a soaked bed and inner thighs. He wasn’t sure if he was that good or she was that pent up. Either way, he had a bit of pride in himself as he gripped her legs and turned her, making her face down. If she was going to let him have controls well…

She was able to recover enough to realize what he wanted and gave a short uff. Of course this how he wanted it. She moved further onto the bed and raise her but into the air a bit, giving it a shake.

“Well now…, this what you really wanted hmm?”

His hands reached down to grab her firm, gropable butt..., all his to work and play with. It was just as grand as all those images online made it out to be. He give her behind a solid squeeze and spread her lower cheeks wide, giving him a good view of her tight little hole.

Devious thoughts cross crossed his mind as he looked at that pecker. Cole raised up a finger to his mouth and licked it, before slowly inserting it.

“HMMM fuck…” She tenses and shivers, whining gently as digit made its way into her.

“Unless you want it dry that is, best thing I can think of”. He muttered.

She grumbled to herself and fought to relax after hearing that, allowing Cole's fingers to slip into her supple hole. Her hands grasping at the sheets however made it clear that this was having quite the effect on her.

For as much as the net joked about her being an ‘anal queen’, Raven must not get that much action here. That or something about her powers/nature simply reverted it back to normal, maybe some sort of healing factor, who can say how that works. This thought ran through his head before he noted her groans had turned into longer moans. If she was this willing to let him have his fun, why not step it up. The addition of a second digit made her cries rise in pitch. She moaned until he gave her butt a good spank, quieting her for a moment.

“….Ah fuck…, getting bold aren’t you?” She breathed out.

She felt ready to him now so.., let's get bold then. With a sly grin Cole pulled his fingers from Raven’s slightly-gaping pucker, making her whimper as the digits made their exodus. She was panting now, longing for something to fill the emptiness you left her with... and he had just the thing to fill her with.

He kept a hand on her hips, while the other one stroked his member a few more times, lining up with her pucker, left agape by his teasing. His cock spread her hole even wider as he shoved it into her with one, long steady stroke. Her moans grew all the louder when he pushed into her.

It’d been a while since she’d done this, making her unable to focus on much besides that tool filling her. She whined and whimpered as inch after inch entered her. Her cries turning into pants as Cole eventually bottomed out, her hole squeezing tight around him.

The sheer tightness was having an effect on him too; a low groan erupting from his chest. With a grunt he slowly pulled out, earning another moan from his partner. Another moan ripped from her lips as he a gave a thrust back into her.

Little whimpers and whine continued to come from Raven as their hips rolled against each other. Her hands clawed at the sheets more and more as the tempo started to rise.

“Why… does every man… instantly go for the ass…?”

“Can you blame me?” he answered back mid thrust, “Don’t get it myself…, but it’s inviting when you have an ass like this…, Diana supposed to be ‘molded’ by gods but you’re the one that looks like a goddess…”

Raven gave a slight clench at those words.

“Just… keep going..”

Cole started to sped up more, hammering her ass at an increasingly vigorous pace until. Raven’s voice breaks into a moan as her pleasure started to build. Her body tenses as her asshole spasms around Cole’s cock, her cock-hungry sex dripping girlcum onto the sheets. Each thrust made the next one easier, allowing the tempo to increase each time. Raven’s attempts to keep quiet were gone now, her moans and cries spurning Cole on and on.

However, this wasn’t enough for her.

“Cole. I’m not some petite bar girl or even that sports reporter…., “she started to whisper, timing her own thrusts of her hips to his before taking control of the rhythm to help illustrate her point.

“I. Am. A. Grown. Ass. Woman.” She settled into almost twerking against him. “I’ve lived an active and combative life; empowered by my heritage and magic. And trained with or by some of the best.”

With one more shove backwards hard enough to make a loud clap as their skin met, she looked back at him, her eyes narrowed as she stopped moving.

“So, when I ask ‘harder’ you fuck me HARDER. Got it.”

He paused and took a long breath before making sure his grip on her hips was firm, and pulling her onto him. HARD. Raven moaned delight at the feeling of Cole stretching her asshole to its limits. Those cries were quickly silenced or at least muffled, as Raven the **** he was using ended up forcing her face down into the mattress. This was what she'd been expecting when she invited him to bed.

Each thrust she grew tighter, and yet she was making sure to be an active partner. Each time he pulled back, she threw her rear back against Cole each chance she could. Her ass bouncing against his toned thighs and she tried to take him even deeper. A few times she actually pushed him off his rhythm, and take control of the pace, only for him to come back with one large thrust that made her see stars.

Cole felt his end approaching…, but his pride wouldn’t let him finish before her. And well she had wanted harder…

She was in the middle using a free hand to squeeze at her nipple when a loud ‘Slap’ was heard and a light pain was spreading from her ass.

“HEY who told you…” SLAP “MMM.., Fuuuuuuuuck…” the additional sensation was making her cry out even more. “Stop… ah…., my… ffffffff…”

He settled into a rhythm. Thrust, withdrawal, swat, thrust, repeat. Raven couldn't hold back any more, making her let out a long moan with each thrust and a pleasured yip on each swat. Cole found her ass was perfect for this; firm enough to take this punishment and yet soft or large enough to have an enticing bounce with each slam.

This only made her rush towards her orgasm far sooner than she had wanted to. She clamped down hard on both ends, hoping to milk him dry. But he wasn't going to be far behind her. He braced himself on his knees and gave her one last thrust, her legs tightening around his back as her asshole keeps up its long, hot squeeze on him. He wasn’t even sure when she had reached back with her legs like that.

That was enough as she cried out and came, her eyes going wide. The squeeze on his dick was even tighter than he had expected. Cole grunted out as he joined her, his cock twitching within her as rope after rope shot into her. And not just there. As he finally seemed to empty out from this round, he slowly withdrew his rod from her ass and took a good look. That oddly grey skin behind was coated with his seed all around her pucker.

"Knew it was a while but..., I wasn't that backed up was I?" he thought.

Raven gave a moan as she got her focus back together. That... that wasn't a bad first round all things considering. And damn she felt pretty full. She turned her head a bit to look over at him. Cole was flushed and sweaty yes, but that dick of his was still pulsing with need.

"So..., how many more rounds does the boxer have?" she asked with a small grin.