All About BBrae

Hypnosis

She placed the CD into Robin's huge stereo system. Lately, Raven had been having quite some trouble sleeping. So she'd borrowed a Binaural Beats CD from Cyborg, who had been having a similar problem after his run in with Fixit a while back. Deciding to sleep on the couch, Raven plopped down, rested her head on the armrest and let the track play.

The music had a definite soothing beat, and Raven was hesitant to allow the rhythmic electronic beats consume her. Always having control over her emotions, it was difficult for the sorceress be under something else's control.

Minutes into the first track, Raven heard a rustling in the kitchen. Peering over the top of the couch, she saw Beast Boy opening a brown paper sack, filled with apples.

"Hey Rae," He must've sensed her looking over. "Whatcha doing out here so late?" He picked the reddest, juiciest fruit and walked over to the couch.

She rested her head on his lap, drinking in his sweet scent. His presence gave her instant comfort, and Raven fought her heavy eyelids. "I couldn't sleep. So I borrowed Cy's CD. It's some mind control type thing, but it doesn't really work on me."

"Like, hypnosis?" Beast Boy's eyes were slightly glazed and his voice sounded further than usual, but his ears were lurched forward.

"Yeah." Raven pushed herself up and stared at his chiseled green face. He'd only been listening to this CD for like, 5 minutes but he already appeared to be in a trance. "Beast Boy?"

At first she desperately tried to wake him from his little space trip, but without luck. She suddenly recalled that his mind was extremely susceptible to hypnosis, such as that of Mad Mod's. His eyes had now closed, and he looked peaceful, like he was sleeping sitting up. She shook him, trying to snap him out of it.

"Garfield." Raven was getting frustrated. But the use of his childhood name must've triggered something, because in an instant, the liveliness reappeared in his eyes, along with something else. He was still under the influence. Along with their regular playful gleam, there was a glint of desire in his emerald irises.

"Gar?" Raven tipped her head to the side, like a puppy.

He remained speechless but leaned forward, towards a fully awake Raven. "Hi Rae." He nuzzled her face affectionately. Beast Boy seemed to be a little too comfortable in this state of hypnosis.

"Are you okay?" Raven took his hands in hers. To be honest, the thought of her mind being so open to suggestion scared her, and his warm hands gave her a feeling of security.

Garfield smiled. "I'm fine, Raven. My mind's more open to suggestion, but you can't tell me what to do if I don't want to do it," he explained, lifting her pale hand to his lips and pressing a quick kiss to the back of her hand.

Well, this could be fun.

"So you said your mind was more open to suggestion… What kind of suggestion?" Raven asked, not thinking of the potential answers. She really should be helping him strengthen his mind and figure out how to wake himself from this trance, but his induced state seemed to be rather delighted at the hypnosis.

Raven opened her mouth to speak again, but immediately, without a second's hesitation, Beast Boy captured her lips. Of course this is what he subconsciously wanted. Hormones….. At first, Raven let it happen. His teeth pulled at her bottom lip and she gasped with surprising pleasure.

He pulled away and grinned. "Okay, Garfield." That last kiss definitely put Raven in a willing mood. "If this is what you want." She stood and the hypnotized shift shaper stared. "Untie my robe."

Garfield slowly pulled the end of her silk robe and it slid off her shoulders, revealing a sheer black nightie. Immediately, the changeling pressed his face to her abdomen, but Raven pushed his head away.

"Ah ah ah," She teased, waggling a finger in front of his face. "Don't touch me, Garfield." She insisted. His mind was clearly not as open to this suggestion, because he pouted. "But," she took a seat on his lap. "You can feed me something yummy." She tapped the end of his nose with her pointer finger, and stood, wandering to the fridge.

She felt his eyes over her body, as she opened the fridge and scanned the option.

He joined her at the fridge and held her waist from behind.

"No touching."

He sighed and moved in front of her, to pull out something of a midnight snack. "Strawberries and whipped cream." He held it at her.

Perfect.

Raven had situated herself on the counter as Garfield washed the berries and opened the whipped cream. He pulled out two spoons, but Raven put them away with her mind.

"Okay Gar, Feed me the food. " She parted her lips partially. The changeling grinned as he popped a juicy strawberry into her mouth. "Mmm." She whined with delight. "Now, the whipped cream." Garfield seemed confused, they didn't have a spoon. "Just use your hands, silly." She wrapped her legs around him and dragged him closer.

He obeyed and held his two first fingers in front of her mouth. She smiled for a second, slowly licking the white cream off his fingers. She was thorough, and Garfield trembled.

"Okay Gar. One more request, and I'll let you out of this trance." Raven spoke with confidence, although she had no idea how to free him. He nodded, eagerly waiting her next request. "Off with the shirt."

He hesitated at first, but finally his mind allowed him to remove his thin white tee. He then looked at his girlfriend, eye level and awaited the next request.

Raven admired his bare chest, toughened and scarred from years of experience. Next, she scooped a dollop of whipped cream from the container and smearing it across his left collarbone. His eyes widened, but he took her suggestion when she asked him to finish the job.

The sight of the leaned green boy rubbing himself with whipped cream was a silly, but completely arousing. Raven tilted her chin down, staring at him deviously. When the upper part of his chest was white rather than green, he awaited his next task. Raven slid the straps from her lace nightie off her shoulders and the spaghetti straps rested on her upper arms. "Now me." She awaited his touch.

Garfield whined with desire, as he massaged the sweet white cream over her chest, right over where the black sleepwear covered her appropriately. When he was completed, Raven smiled.

She licked off the whipped cream, in long, dragging strokes. She could feel his chest quivering at the touch and she traced his collarbone with her mouth. His grey sweatpants rode low on his hips, and her legs tightened.

When she'd properly removed the whipped cream, she sat back, satisfied. "Dang Gar," she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "If that didn't give you a wake up, I'm not sure what will."

His eyes broke from hers and stared down. She traced his V lines until he looked up. "Rae." His voice was strong and his eyes held no indication of hypnosis.

Oh. Raven turned bright pink and she removed her hands. She'd almost finished with her little kitchen fantasy, but it looked like that was over.

"Don't be embarrassed." Beast Boy began swirling his tongue over her neck, where he'd sloppily placed the whipped cream. Raven titled her head up and her fingers gripped his neck, pulling him closer. "Hypnosis, it's kind of like, my thing." His whisper ticked her collarbone as him mouth traveled over her left shoulder. Without mercy, he bit. Raven groaned and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling shakily. She smelled like sweet cream and strawberries, slight sweat, and her own jasmine. Garfield wished he could bottle that scent and save it for later. Instead, he pulled the end of Raven's shiny purple locks and she whined.

He was determined to put her in a trance of his own.