[BONUS] The Dates Pt. 1 (Teen Titans) (Patreon)

A/N: Alright so today has been the empty slot in my schedule these last few months, when I only started three new Story Polls instead of four. But I saw this show up in my Prompt Poll a couple times and realized I could make a short three-part series from it. So that's what I'll be doing the next few months. Enjoy!

Bonus Exclusive

Themes: Tsundere, Public Sex, Oral Sex  

Summary: Based on this comic. With the help of her friends (and her secret crush) Raven has finally managed to free herself of her father's ever-looming threat. With Trigon out of the picture, the young half-demon woman can now allow herself to feel emotions... like the lust and love she feels for Garfield, her shape-shifting teammate. Except, it's really, really hard to express her feelings properly. She just... can't help herself when she's around him. Luckily, Garfield doesn't mind. 

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“Q-Quit acting so smug!”

Considering he didn’t actually say or do anything since they sat down, Garfield Logan is feeling rather attacked by those words. But considering the source of them, he’s not about to bite back out of nowhere. Instead, the green-skinned young man slowly lowers the menu in front of his face enough for his eyes to peek over the top, looking at the person sitting in front of him.

Blushing furiously despite her best efforts to hide it, Raven scowls at him from across the table.

“J-Just because you got me to agree to this stupid date… it doesn’t mean anything, g-got it?”

He’s not particularly surprised by Raven’s words, truth be told. And honestly, by this point they don’t even hurt that much. Garfield, more commonly known by the nomenclature Beast Boy, a shape-shifting member of the Teen Titans, had always known that this wouldn’t be easy. Dating a teammate never was, especially when said teammate was a half-demon who, for the vast majority of her life, had had to suppress any and all emotions in order to keep her father, the Demon Lord Trigon, from using her as a portal so he could come and conquer their world.

That was Raven’s sob story, and while Garfield had his own as well, that didn’t mean he couldn’t emphasize with her. More than just feeling pity for her however, Garfield had come to have strong feelings for Raven, amusement at her chilly exterior and a mischievous desire to break through it ultimately transforming into empathy once he’d learned her circumstances, which had then turned into affection as they’d grown closer as teammates despite her inability to show emotions.

That had followed by them ultimately becoming friends, or at least Garfield thought so. And of course, as all things inevitably do, it had led to Raven’s friends and teammates, the Titans, working together to put an end to Trigon’s threat, once and for all. Now, the half-demon girl was no longer tied to her father. She could no longer be used as a portal into this world.

Which meant, she was finally free to show her true emotions after so very long. Unfortunately, just because she COULD show her emotions now, didn’t mean she was any good at showing them. Case in point, Garfield had finally taken the plunge and asked Raven out on this date. She’d been very silent for a long time, before ultimately biting out a stuttered ‘F-Fine!’. 

If he didn’t know her as well as he did, Garfield might have been hurt by Raven’s crusty exterior. But he knew better, and he knew that she was having a hard time adjusting. So, he’d decided he would be there for her, in whatever context she needed him to be. If all she needed was a friend, that was fine too… but if she was willing to have him as a boyfriend, well…

Garfield never gets a chance to respond to Raven’s words about ‘this stupid date’, because while he’s in the midst of his introspection, the waitress walks up with a smile on her face.

“Hey there you two! Always nice to see a couple of heroes enjoying a sunny day! What can I get for you?”

Putting down his menu, having made up his mind a while ago, Garfield gives the waitress a smile, completely missing the way Raven’s eyes widen in jealousy at the sudden attention he’s giving to another woman.

“Hey there! Thanks for the warm welcome, heh. I’ll just take the Caesar Salad, please.”

When you could shapeshift into literally every single animal that had ever existed, even the ones who were now extinct, it became pretty much impossible to ever look at eating meat or even any byproduct from the animal in the same way ever again. So yeah, Garfield was unrepentantly vegan. He didn’t go around preaching about it TOO much though. Even still, Raven knew it was a hot button issue for him…

“I’ll have the All-Meat Pizza, with olives.”

She’s glaring daggers at him as she says it, and Garfield is fairly certain even the waitress can feel Raven’s animosity. Of course, unlike their waitress, who quickly takes their order and their menus and gets out of there, Garfield knows better. Raven isn’t mad at him, nor does she hate him. She’s frustrated with herself because she doesn’t know how to express herself properly.

… It may not have helped that Garfield had spent so long teasing and toying with her, back before he’d learned her fully backstory. Before ever knowing about her dad or the reason she was the way she was, Garfield had been quite crass and quite the prankster as well. He’d made comments, he’d done things to try and set Raven off… all in the name of making a crack form in that perfect façade of hers.

Well, the perfect façade was gone now, gone with her connection to her demon father and the ever-present knowledge that she HAD to remain emotionless at all times or risk him coming through. In it’s place was a Raven who was clearly defaulting to anger to avoid showing any of her other emotions, and yet her features were heated in such an obvious blush, at least to Garfield’s eyes.

She really was cute, wasn’t she?

“W-What?!”

Blinking, Garfield looks at Raven, seeing her eyes wide and her blush even more intense.

“Oh, did I say that out loud?”

“Y-You… you… you!”

Garfield can’t help but grin, just a little bit, resting his cheek in his palm and promptly changing the subject.

“So, read anything good lately?”

Knowing her to be a voracious reader, Garfield isn’t surprised that she has. He listens to her stutter through descriptions of a couple of tomes she’s gotten her hands on of late, before finally their food arrives. A Caesar Salad for Garfield, and a big pizza that he can’t see Raven finishing for her. As the two meals are sat down in front of them, Raven quickly snatches up one of the pieces, covered in meat toppings and olives, glaring across the table as if she expects him to challenge her.

“I hope you didn’t expect me to eat that vegan crap of yours. I’m eating MEAT. Got it?”

Garfield simply raises an eyebrow again at her clear antagonism. Was she trying to drive him away? Well, it wasn’t working if she was… instead, he just offers her a shrug in agreement, and settles in to begin eating his salad, even as Raven scowls mightily and starts nibbling on her piece of pizza. She doesn’t look like she’s enjoying it, from what he can see. She looks like she’s waiting for him to blow up, and when he doesn’t she doesn’t seem to know what to do with herself.

Eventually, not even halfway through that first slice, Raven tosses the piece of pizza down in disgust and scoots her chair back. Garfield blinks at her, half-suspecting her to retreat to the bathroom or even call the date off herself in it’s entirety… but instead, it looks like she might be descending to the ground, for some reason? His befuddled look catches her as she’s halfway out of her chair, and Raven immediately begins sputtering.

“D-Don’t give me that look! I’m j-just getting my phone. W-Which I dropped! This… this has nothing to do with that… idea that you had…”

And then she’s gone. Garfield is even more befuddled then before. Idea that he has? What was Raven talking abo- oh my.

ZIIIIIP~

Blinking dumbly, Garfield looks down to find a pair of familiar grey hands, nails done up in black, working open his pants. Her face is still set in a glare as she stares up at him from beneath the table, but her blush is also still in full force and has never been redder. Her hands close around his big, green cock, and she positively yanks it from his pants, before putting it in her mouth with little further fanfare. Garfield’s eyes widen, and he lets out a quiet groan as he leans forward over the table, nearly doubling over in response to Raven’s sudden… incredibly enthusiastic sucking.

“F-Fuck… Raven…”

A quick glance around shows no one is watching, even as beneath the table, Raven doesn’t let up for a moment. The half-demon is intensely focused on her task, forcing her way further and further down his hardening shaft, which is growing fatter and thicker by the second, until finally he hits the back of her throat.

“Hulghk!”

Garfield expects her to pull back, rather than choke on his cock… but he’s quickly discovering that there might just be parts of Raven he doesn’t understand, even now. Except, maybe he does. The way Raven keeps going until she’s gagging and gurgling quietly on his dick beneath the table smacks of self-loathing, if he’s being honest.

“Glughk… Glughk… Glughk…”

But fuck if it doesn’t feel good. And he’s not about to stop her now, not and ruin this progress they’re making. And yes, Garfield does consider this progress, and not just because of how fucking good it feels! To avoid drawing too much attention to himself, the green-skinned young man takes a few bites of his salad, biting back groans and grunting as Raven continues to slobber and suck all over his meat.

Her inexperience shines through, but so does her enthusiasm, despite the way she’s still glaring aggressively up at him from beneath the table whenever he glances down at her, as if daring him to say something about what she’s doing. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock every time she pulls back far enough to do so, while also writhing along the underside of his length whenever she’s busy pushing his member down the back of her throat.

Again, and again, Raven descends down the length of his dick. Garfield, in between vastly enjoying what’s happening as well as taking bites of his salad to cover for it, is also trying to figure out exactly where and when he told her to do this. Because even if she’d explicitly said that ‘this has nothing to do with that idea you had’, that was pretty clearly a fat fucking lie.

But as far as Garfield could remember, he never told Raven that she should get under the table in a crowded restaurant and suck him off on their very first date! Really, he wasn’t that kind of guy. Even if this did feel fucking phenomenal. Shit, he was getting pretty close, wasn’t he?

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

It didn’t help that Raven was beginning to speed up. Saliva and drool were getting everywhere as she brought her hands up to his thighs, gripping at his legs tightly and forcing herself all the way to the base of his green cock.

… The only thing that Garfield could think of that might have applied to this scenario would have been an off-handed comment that he made a long, long time ago, back when the Titans first got together, back when he didn’t really know Raven, and she didn’t really know him. Before they were friends, even. It had just been a silly, crass comment about how Raven probably needed to get laid to be able to loosen up and get that stick out of her ass.

Was it possible that she’d latched onto that all that time ago, and now that she no longer HAD to have the proverbial stick up her ass, she actually thought this was going to help her loosen up? Or was… was Raven just a pervert under that emotionless façade all along, but she didn’t know how to deal with it?

Either fucking way, his teammate was sucking him off under the table in the middle of a crowded restaurant, and with her literally gagging herself on his dick, it didn’t matter how much Garfield tried to think of other things, like the reason behind what she was doing. No matter how hard he tried to distract himself, his release eventually arrived. As quiet as possible, the young man groans down at his date beneath the table, giving her fair warning.

“Raven… I’m going to cum…”

He half-expects her to pull back in disgust, resulting in him cumming all over the floor. Which… would suck and he’d feel obligated to clean it up, but it was what it was. However, that’s not what happens. As Garfield announces his impending climax, Raven responds… but throat-fucking herself on his dick HARDER?! 

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

“Raven!”

Garfield’s whisper yell immediately precedes his release, and he groans as quietly as he can as he fills Raven’s throat and mouth with spunk. Looking down, he watches as her cheeks chipmunk outwards beneath the table. A little bit of his cum explodes out of the sides of her mouth, but it doesn’t get extremely far, landing on her cheeks or chin or the top of her cape instead. 

The rest, Raven manages to keep inside. Garfield wonders what she’s going to do with it all as she pulls back off of his cock, letting it leave her lips with a pop. Cum stretches between those open lips for a moment, thick white strands of the stuff, but then she closes her mouth and… 

GULP!

And swallows. Garfield has to admit, that has to be the single sexiest gulp he’s ever seen. His cock twitches, catching Raven’s eye, and she blushes once more, hastening to put it back away in his pants, pulling the zipper up frantically. Then she’s crawling backwards and coming up from under the table. Garfield can’t help himself… he raises an eyebrow at her and holds out a napkin.

His half-demon teammate, possible girlfriend, and DEFINITE tsundere doesn’t have anything caustic to say to him this time as she takes the napkins and begins cleaning herself up. Garfield watches her for a long moment, but while she’s still glaring AND blushing in equal measure, she no longer seems willing to look him in the eye.

Clearing his throat as he sees their waitress passing by, Garfield flags her down with as best a smile he can muster, all things considered.

“Hi, check please.”

Looking a little dubiously at the almost untouched pizza, the waitress nevertheless brings them their check, with Garfield of course paying like the gentleman he is. It’s the least he can do, really, because he’s not going to be able to hold it in. At the end of the day… once a jokester, always a jokester. Still, he does manage to at least wait until they’ve left the restaurant and are walking down the street before he says it, crossing his arms behind his head and chuckling as Raven glances at him curiously.

“Y’know… I don’t think I mind you eating meat. Not one bit.”

Eyes widening in immediate understanding, Raven whips around and hunches forward, blushing furiously and developing a tick mark on her forehead.

“S-SHUT UP!”

Garfield just laughs, and he keeps laughing, or giggling, or snickering, all the way back to the Tower. As far as first dates went… this was a good one, in his humble opinion.