Pentagramagic

Raven eyed the wand. It had done something. She was sure of it. What that was, however, she had no earthly or unearthly clue. Terra seemed just the same as ever, though perhaps maybe a touch less tense? Was the wand (and she was certain it was a wand now) some sort of emotional manipulator? That could be dangerous in the wrong hands if so, but again, that was just conjecture and perhaps heavily biased by Raven’s own momentary ire in the moment.

She tried to keep her calm. Not only was it a good general lifestyle, but as a mage whose emotions literally dictated the constraints of her powers, then it was a very real and practical need to not ‘blow her lid’ as her boyfriend sometimes described it. She was somewhat surprised that nothing worse had come of it than perhaps powering this wand’s effect.

Raven turned her eyes inwards, and yes, everything seemed to be in order. All her emotions were roughly balanced. No excessive wrath or jealousy or anything noteworthy. Just the regular gloom of her soul.

“Hehehe.” And the very irregular laughing of the wand. But that was becoming normal with its frequency, so she didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was really just enchanted by a particularly vexing mage that wanted a stick that would laugh at its wielder.

Her floating body, which had continued without her mind actively guiding it, bumped into her boyfriend’s cute little bod. He let out a surprised gasp, which caused her to laugh, like most things he did really.

“Hey!” He protested, “I was just about to —” Words flew from his lips, and Raven was sure they meant something, but they were like unfathomable glyphs from a long dead language. If there was one thing that she didn’t enjoy about this relationship, it was that her dearest boyfriend didn’t spend enough time with her. She had never had a real one before (only that fraud Malchior and his narcissistic self), and now that she did, was it all that bad if she wanted sole possession of his interest?

If only there was some way to change his mind, but he was as stubborn as he was green. Maybe this was just some quintessential guy thing. Robin and Cyborg often played with him. Whenever a new game came out it was all they would talk about. But then Terra joined in and Starfire sometimes too. So no, it wasn’t some general quality. Beast Boy was just uniquely fascinated by the subject. Though perhaps there was a kernel of truth in the gendered nature of it.

Sigh.

She noticed she had been doing that a lot more often now too. Sighing, that is.There was a hidden alchemy at work and she had imbibed the draught wholeheartedly.

“I’m not trying to be mean, but I would really like it if you didn’t interrupt me so much when I’m playing. Cool?” Beast Boy resumed speaking in an intelligible tongue again. And there he was, insisting that hours and hours of his time should be spent on this stupid game.

If only he was less interested in that and more interested in her. She held up the wand. A wishing wand, huh. She pointed it at Beast Boy and gave it a wave.

—

The warm afternoon light gave a soft but welcoming glow to the Titan’s common room. The sun’s rays beamed through the wide glass walls to illuminate a regular, run-of-the-mill occurrence.

Beast Girl yawned, stretching out her arms above her head. Today was a lazy kind of day, the kind that she just wanted to spend with her girlfriend curled up on the couch. And luckily for her, that desire was within her grasp. Quite literally. She reached out and grabbed a good handful of her girlfriend’s boobs. Her hands sank into the boobflesh with aplomb, and by Raven’s mewls, it was much appreciated.

“Gabriell-ah~” Her name found purchase on her girlfriend’s lips. Just where she liked it.

“Do you like that, babe?”

“Yes, uh-n~. Your hands feel so good.” Raven moaned.

Beast Girl loved boobs, tits, breasts, you name ‘em. If she was being honest with herself, half the reason she had hooked up with Raven was the girl’s huge honkers. Her girlfriend’s personality wasn’t a major turn-on as well, but the sheer physical attraction couldn’t be overstated.

It wasn’t a mystery why she was that way. Part and parcel of living in a convent after her guardian’s corruption had been exposed. Nothing to do all day but fake piety and hook up with the more adventurous sisters-in-training. The memory of so many sleepless nights spent under the watchful eyes of god brought a smile to her face.

Not that she wasn’t already smiling. Oh her grin spread wide across her face. She was possibly the luckiest half-animal half-human hybrid this side of Metropolis. After all, how many could say they had a big-titty goth gf and actually have it be true?

Beast Girl pinched her girlfriend’s nipples. “Harder.” Raven demanded, and Gabriella complied. Her girlfriend liked it rough, which was good, because she liked to play rough too. She twisted the gray-skinned girl’s nipples through her leotard.

She would have continued doing so but for the fact that she was rudely interrupted by her team leader. Robin gently pushed her. “Hey, scoot over. Cyborg and I want to play some Rumble.” She half-considered mooning him, but she had enough lectures on acting her age to last her a lifetime.

“Rude.” She did flip him the bird, which was quite literal as she transformed her hand into a bird head.

“Hey, you all are lucky we’re so accommodating.” Cyborg butted his robot mug into the conversation. “I’d say we’re one of the few superhero teams who are this cool with our sexuality you know.”

“Yeah, free love and all that.” Robin, normally the steadfast and focused one, had already shifted said focus to the screen in front of them. Ugh. Boys. Well, there was only one way to tackle this particular problem. She started making out with her girlfriend on the little remaining couch space.

This was fine for approximately five seconds before the two boys started complaining about distracting them from the game. Which was entirely their problem! That germane fact somehow didn’t stop them from complaining though.

“Okay, okay. We’ll take it somewhere else.” She transformed into a gorilla and picked up her girlfriend.

Her Raven, nestled in her arms, looked up at her and with a mischievous grin, asked her to beat her chest like a real silverback.

“Ook ook ook.” She thumped her chest which caused her own massive melons to jiggle wildly. Sure, her altered form wasn’t true to the actual factual animal entirely, but that was part of the fun. Being a green, thick version was who she was.

“Oh how big and frightening. No villain will ever be able to harm me when I have you as my protector.” Raven held a hand to her head.

“Laugh it up, but you have the Beast Girl guarantee. I’d never let you get hurt.” Her voice rang with sincerity, and for her, a rare solemnity. Thankfully her girlfriend didn’t laugh at that not-joke. The personality part of the relationship rearing its beautiful head. She loved how Raven knew when she was being serious and when she was doing her darned best to make her laugh.

“I know that, silly.” Raven reached up and patted her gorilla-shaped head. Beast Girl definitely didn’t feel a tear run down her face. “Now, I don’t know about you, but I think we should continue in a more private place if we aren’t welcome here.”

—

The two, twinned together in a mess of limbs, fell on the bed with a thud. They rolled a bit with plenty of giggling and shrieks to accompany their intertwining.

“Did you know…” Beast Girl began, while pinning her girlfriend down, “that female Hyenas have dicks? It’s not actually a dick; it’s more like a really large clit, but I think you get the point.”

“Do I get the point?” Raven made sure to emphasize that last word.

Beast Girl activated her power, and voila, her clit started to expand until it reached a respectably obscene size. “Oh you get the point.”

The green superheroine then, with great ceremony, thrust as hard as she could into Raven’s wet pussy. “Rachel, your cunt i’s so fuckin’ tight.”

“Gabriella!” Raven seemed to really like using her name today, which was fine with her. “I love you so much.”

“Me too. You’re perfect.” She pressed her body into Raven’s, mashing their tits together. They had long since discarded their clothes, so she was free to rub her nipples against her girlfriend’s. Their fully erect nubs smushed together and the added stimulation in combination with the sensation of having her clit-cock fully engulfed, it was just perfect.

She thrust in and out, and her girlfriend hugged her tighter. Any more and they might merge into one being, which was kind of a hot thought, but also somewhat terrifying. Scarousing.

Raven, sensing that stray thought, chanted a quick, “Assarath Metrion Zinthos”. Beast Girl felt the chill of her girlfriend’s powers envelop her.

“Hey, what was that?”

Her girlfriend pushed them apart and held up a finger to her mouth. “It’s a secret.”

“I’m sorry, I should have said, ‘You’re perfectly maddening’.”

It was right after saying that when she felt something odd. She didn’t know how to describe it, but perhaps the closest analogue was… fear?

“Haha. But for reals, was it like a sex thing?” Beast Girl laughed nervously.

“You’ll see.” Raven’s cunt clenched around Gabriella’s dick. “Mwahaha.” And then just for good measure. “Teehee.”

Beast Girl shivered.

But she wouldn’t let that stop her. If her girlfriend was going to be this cheeky, then Gabriella wasn’t going to feel bad about dicking her extra hard today. She thrust all the way in, reaching the witch’s innermost wall. Having control over one’s body to such a degree let her make her rod as large and as thick as needed. Lucky her. She pressed against her girlfriend’s cervix, which only caused Raven to moan even louder.

So she didn’t notice when the shadows in the room began to deepen. When the light began to take on a dusky purple hue. She was just focused on her girlfriend’s heaving breasts and tongue-fucking her mouth.

She didn’t notice when a pair of eyes in a formless shadow set their sights on her own back.

“Mwahaha.” She heard her girlfriend laughing again, which was odd, because wasn’t her mouth occupied by Beast Girl’s tongue?

Beast Girl realized her mistake when she felt a pair of tits land on her back. They felt familiar, which made sense, because…

“You’re good, but can you take it as well as you dish it out?” Raven the Second asked, and not even having the grace to let Beast Girl answer, incanted an “Assarath Metrion Zinthos” to form a shadow energy dick of her own which she promptly plunged into Beast Girl’s own ass.

Beast Girl let go of Raven’s mouth. “Raven!?”

“Correction.” Her shadow said while the original added, “Ravens. Plural. Though to be pedantic, it’s just a different emotional aspect of my soul that I’ve temporarily released and given enough energy to form its own aetherial construct.”

“That’s right, lover girl. I’m the manifestation of Raven’s love, or her lust if you want. And as her love, I can officially say we love nothing more than filling up your tight ass while getting plowed at the same time. Ughh~ So delicious.”

Beast Girl’s head was spinning. She hadn’t even contemplated such a potential aspect of their relationship. Though she was super duper cool with it. Ménage-à-trois or deux? Either way it was cool with her. Twice the tits, twice the fun.

She felt Lust-Raven’s shadow dick stretch her insides. It rubbed in her while she rubbed in the original Raven, and they all moaned in time to each other.

“Fuck.” You’re so.” “Tight.”

The bed started sloshing and creaking as their pistoning grew more frenzied. She felt the shadow grab her head by her hair and pull upwards. The original Raven whined while the shadow laughed. “To be even more pedantic,” the Lust-Raven word’s grew sharp and dagger-full, “the Raven you’re currently sticking your dick into is a carefully composed composite of her emotional state. Normally balanced between the various detritus that makes up a person’s persona. Happiness, sadness, fear, anger, jealousy, those useless contrivances. What kind of emotions do you think she’s feeling right now, little beast girl?”

Gabriella looked down at Rachel’s panting body. Sweat gave it a sheen and in the violet light of the room, it looked almost as if her gray skin was purple as well. She felt the shadow’s hand caress her cheek.

“Love.” She answered. The shadow’s hand patted her head.

“Good girl.” The shadow cooed. “It’s such a beautiful thing.” Three more hands started caressing her back, reaching down to manipulate her tits. Meanwhile the Raven-beneath-her’s hands remained clutching the bed. “Attraction. Lust. Bliss. Love. It’s such a human thing. Demon’s don’t truly love; they just fake it. But I’m only half demon. I can love. I love you. I love this world. I love every single person on this planet. I love fucking you. I love sex. I love being fucked. I want to fuck every single second of every single day. Doesn't that sound lovely?”

Beast Girl would have answered, but one of those two extra hands on her girlfriend’s shadow forcefully stuck itself in her mouth. The digit twisted and grew until it filled her throat.

“Do you feel good? Are you horny? I can help with that.”

Another one of her girlfriend’s hands reached down. It snaked its way into her last open hole. Her cunt was suddenly full as well, of shadowy appendages that expanded to fill her entirely.

“As a woman, you were made to receive another’s love. And I have so much to give you.”

The shadows pistoned in and out of all of her holes, and meanwhile she couldn’t help but thrust her own hips forward into the original Raven’s passive body. Even if she didn’t want to, the **** of the shadow’s own hips slamming into her **** her to collide with the original’s accepting stomach.

“Do you think your lord is watching? From up on high?” A sneer entered her voice. “What a voyeur. He should come on down and join in.”

“Mmm cmmng.” Beast Girl tried to let her lover know, but her muffled mouth only provided so much vocal range.

“Oh? Then so will I. Let’s come together. One… two… three.. cum for me! Cum for your mistress!”

Beast Girl’s pussy gushed out in a spray across the shadow fingers that plied her cunt. Both Raven’s erupted in a similar fashion. One with the joyful liquid of her own pussy, and the other in a phantom spray of black goo that soaked Beast Girl’s cunt.

“Good girl.” The Lust-Raven pet her head again, though Gabriella was a bit out of it at this point and the action didn’t enter her cognizance. Her form reverted to its normal green girl without a pseudo-dick self as she lay on her lover. “I knew picking you was the right choice. I wanted you, we wanted you for such a long time, but we were too much of an idiot to take what should have been ours. Good, bad, it doesn’t matter really. All that matters is love.”

The shadow paused.

“Now, don’t be like that dear.” She looked at her original, supine body. It showed the slightest bit of strain in its face. “Even with your mind utterly befuddled, you still manage to somehow retain a trifle of willpower. We’re no pushover, are we? Though, there’s no point in struggling, unless you’re into that I suppose. How kinky. Be a good girl too and just slip into dreams, won’t you?” She pushed an inky finger towards her original’s forehead and as soon as it connected with the embedded purple crystal, the shadowy mass swirled back into it. The signs of struggle ceased and all was well again.