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“It’s not even mine! I think it used to be Gar’s! I was only reading it for historical interest, you know, to see how far we’ve come since then!” Kon half-cried, both shamed by being caught and unable to take his eyes off the jostling breasts that seemed to be straining to get loose of Raven’s shifting bodysuit.

Raven said nothing, her hand still reaching out, a slight narrowness of her eye shading her neutral expression into disapproval.

With embarrassment burning even redder in his cheeks, Kon handed her the magazine, then quickly returned both hands to his crotch. One wouldn’t suffice to cover up his erection when it’d stiffened almost all the way.

“Can you, uh, leave me alone to get dressed now?”

“Why? Aren’t you wearing everything you normally do?” Raven admonished, faking her anger since, if she were being honest, a lot of it was directed at her own weakness.

Her heart quickened, pounding even more furiously as she paged through the glossy magazine. Page after page had forthright pictures of a gorgeous couple enjoying each other. Raven felt twitches run through her womanhood, looking at photo after photo of the man’s long erect prick entering the woman. Her pussy, her mouth, even her ass.

Near the back of the magazine, she found one that’d been posed ingeniously so that the woman’s face was in the foreground, her features contorted with sheer ecstasy, while in the background, the man fed his cock into her distant orifice. It shocked Raven to see the girl so enjoying herself, clearly not faking anything despite only doing it for the camera.

“She looks a little like Cassie,” Raven observed, closing the magazine and crossing her arms under her breasts. Kon shifted uncomfortably before her. “Why don’t you just go after the real thing? You’ve never been too shy before.”

Kon stared at the tile floor. “She’s not interested. She says she’s not ready yet.”

“So you’ve been masturbating instead.”

“Geez, Rae!” Kon whined, his cheeks glowing red. “I can’t help it, you know! I need a release!”

Raven licked her lips. The thought of what she could do with Kon had struck her mind and there was no getting rid of it. She got down on her knees before Kon. Putting one hand on his knee, she put the other under his chin and lifted it until he was looking at her.

“You do need a release. You have important responsibilities. Battles you need to win, people you need to save. You can’t be distracted by unfulfilled desires. If Cassie isn’t ready to meet your needs, someone else needs to step in.”

Kon trembled all over at her cool, gentle touch. Her hands only lightly touched him through his clothes and peach fuzz, but his cock had still become a white-hot iron rod under his hiding hands.

He couldn’t remember ever being so turned on, not even when he and Cassie had nearly gone all the way. Although he tried to tamp down his arousal, he couldn’t keep from staring at Raven’s luscious breasts, which her shifting bodysuit had almost slipped between. His mouth watered at the sight of that immense cleavage only inches from his face.

“At the very least, you’ve earned not having to give yourself relief.” Raven took a deep breath before the final step was taken. “I’ll take care of Cassie’s business for her, until she’s ready to do it herself.”

“Wha?” Kon gasped.

The words came out in a flood now that she’d taken her finger out of the dike. “Do you want to go back to the magazine or do you want me to take over? You might learn a few things Cassie will appreciate when she’s ready.” As she spoke, Raven slowly slid her hand up Kon’s thigh.

“Rae, I… what do you…?” Kon couldn’t believe what he was hearing—that when he looked at Raven, he saw barely restrained passion blazing in her eyes. “Do you mean, sex?”

“Is there something else that would satisfy you? Something else you need?” Her hand followed the muscles of his thigh in teasing little strokes that aroused Kon powerfully while telling him she hadn’t even started working on him yet. “I’m an empath. I can feel how it is for you, all those urges with no release…” She inched her hand almost to his groin, her eyes locked with his. “That girl in the magazine can’t be so pretty that you’d prefer looking at her to touching me.”

“No,” Kon croaked through his suddenly dry throat.

Raven put her hands onto his. She circled his wrists, but did not yet move to make him stop covering up his pounding erection.

“Then what reason should there be for you to have to figure out how to take care of yourself all by your lonesome? Let me help you. It’s what Cassie would want, until she can do it herself…”

She pulled at his hands, finding Kon exerting no pressure to keep them in place. His erection sprang up massively and Raven’s eyes bulged.

“Oh, Kon,” she cooed, short of breath. “You have a lot for a woman to deal with. It’s no wonder Cassie didn’t feel up to it. We’ll have to work off a lot of those urges before we set you loose on her…”

She wrapped both hands around his girthy endowment. Her clit spasmed at finally touching what she lusted after and Raven felt so wet that her juices had to be overflowing her sex.

“Oh geez! Geez!” Kon groaned, opening his legs, unconsciously pressing his hips forward in a relinquishing of his raging erection to Raven’s tender hands.

Raven slowly caressed his steel-hard manhood. She slid her fingers up and down the trembling length, so longing to thrust hard and fast into whatever willing receptacle to be found. But for now, Kon could only sit there, squirming with enjoyment, feeling her touch send his senses reeling higher and higher.

“You really have a nice, long cock, Kon.” Raven smiled slightly. “Cassie’s going to enjoy this a lot. Especially after I’ve taught you how to fuck her with it.”

Kon had hardly expected for Raven to walk in on him. He hadn’t even considered that her interruption would turn out like this. But here he was, Raven lovingly stroking him off, slowly bringing him to an even greater fever pitch than the one she’d ruined with her intrusion.

“When I first became a Titan, Kory walked around the Tower wearing barely anything. I very much know how hard it is for a man to have an erection and not have relief for it. And this is such a big, beautiful erection,” Raven cooed, letting her head drift down into his lap so that her exhales flowed warmly onto Kon’s belly. Her eyes intently scrutinized that engorged head of Kon’s member.

“Yeah, I need relief bad,” Kon sighed. “I want to come so bad, Raven, yeah, I need it!”

“Now that you’re hard again, should I leave you alone so you can finish in peace?” Raven asked placidly, letting go of his prick so that it bobbed freely in the air, standing up from his crotch like it was pure lust pushing out from his groin.

“Rae, please!” Kon groaned, grimacing as if in pain. “Put your hands on it again! It felt so good!”

“I suppose if you really want me to, then I’ll go ahead and jerk you off.” Raven smiled wickedly at her little joke. “Just remember. I’m not your cock-holster and I’m not your cum dumpster. I expect lots of hot, tasty cum for doing this. And you’ll put it where I want it, when I want it.”

Reaching between his thighs again, Raven grasped his enormous cock and stroked it rapidly. Kon’s breath flew in and out of him; the interval without stimulation had made him even more sensitive to how Raven was giving it to him now.

“Shit, Rae, Rae…” Kon sighed, unable to control his hips, which jumped and lunged, pushing his cock through Raven’s tight grip. “You know how to handle a cock, Rae!”

Raven’s lips twisted indulgently. “There’s only one thing to do with a cock like this.” She kept stroking his twitching manhood, affected by both the feel and musk of all that aroused masculinity fully under her control. The engorged crown was darkening, the fat balls shuddering with all the cum burning inside them.

Kon couldn’t take it anymore. He had fantasies about every female Titan—how could they all be so hot?—and one of them coming true was enough to push his body beyond his control. “Holy shit, Raven, I’m about to come!” he cried, grabbing the sides of the toilet tight and pounding his hips up and down on the squealing seat to fuck Raven’s fist as much as she was fucking him with it.

“Yes,” Raven whispered, working hard to control her own excitement while her attention was riveted to Kon’s cockhead. “Come for me, Superboy! Give my hand all that wonderful hot cum!”

“Here it is, Rae!” Kon groaned, his hips shuddering one last time before his burning load came barreling through his shaft.

Raven’s lips crushed together, nearly whimpering with delight as the first hot blast of seed exploded into view, her jerking hand sending it splattering around the bathroom. Thick droplets hit her exposed breasts, gleaming their way down her milky white skin to add a pearlescent flare to her pallor.

“Come for me, Kon, let all that hot cum out…” she breathed, still beating his lengthy endowment, coaxing out rope after rope of burning jizz.

Kon watched in awe as Raven dipped her head and held his spurting cock up to her own face, taking his seed all across her enraptured expression and into her gaping mouth. Drinking his cum as eagerly as she’d solicited it from him.

“All over me, Kon, I want it everywhere…” she cooed, even as his eruption finally came to a dribbling halt. The room and both their bodies were emblazoned with his white-hot sperm.

Raven held onto his half-hard cock as she leaned in to happily lick Kon’s stomach clean of the explosive release. Digging her tongue into his belly button, she sucked and swallowed and smacked her lips with satisfaction.

“That’s how you make a girl happy, Kon. You come all over her and fill her mouth. Cassie doesn’t know that’s what she wants yet, but she will.”

Kon was still astonished to hear dark, moody Raven talk so openly about sex, but the combination of his favorite subject and one of his favorite Titans was nearly enough to keep him hard, even after the quart he’d pumped out of his balls.

Raven petted her own thighs with her free hand while keeping a death grip on Kon’s thick dick. Her cunt quivered endlessly now, demanding attention even more insistently than Kon’s beautiful erection had. Raven undid the broach that held her cloak together and let it drop to the floor.

Cool air rushed in to bathe her heated flesh, but what soothing it could offer was defied by the boiling blood coursing through her veins—rushing to her cunt. What she really needed was for this heat to burst into flame, to burn all of her up instead of merely singeing her. And for that, only Kon would do.

Looking up, Raven saw her face once more in the mirror behind the sink. For the first time, she struck herself as beautiful. She was also flushed, damp with sweat, and marked with Kon’s essence. She had just jerked off the boy, tasted his eruption, and loved every moment of it!

There was no guilt. Only a feeling that she could’ve done this even sooner; relieved Kon of his suffering and given herself some much needed pleasure. Raven would not make the same mistake again.

Rising to her feet, Raven undid her bodysuit and let that fall away too, leaving only her supple body.

Kon stared in awe at the woman before him, completely naked, every pale curve of her desirable body on display for his personal enjoyment. She’d let go of his prick as she got up and his organ had hardened as if it’d never spurted at all, its rise seeming to aim right at the apex of Raven’s long toned legs, at the dark hair like lace filigree on her mound.

With how hard he was, Kon felt like he might start fucking her there and end up in the lusciously outthrust globes of her bust. But as good as it would be to sheathe himself that far in her, Kon’s attention returned and stayed on the swollen lips of her slot, gleaming wetly as if she’d come just like he had.