Blood Addiction

Chapter One

Blood Addiction, by The Grinning Psychopath, and Goth Albino Angel. Inspired by the song Blood Addiction, by Theatres Des Vampires. Annnd the Inuyasha fanfic Needed by Ravyn Skye, pairing Sesshomaru/Rin. it's a very disturbing fix; you people should check it out.

Anyways rated M for violence, sexual situations, possible gore and language.

Disclaimer I do not own Teen Titans, or Batman or any of the characters in the universes. Though I seriously do wish that I owned Jason Todd and Raven and maybe a few others like… Talia Al Ghoul… and possible Barbara Gordon, oh and Catalina Flores that Tarantula girl I liked her.

Pain. Her nails drew down my back as I plunged into her, her teeth bared in a feral snarl, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I gave her everything I had and more. Our eyes locked onto each other's, blue meeting lavender, chaotic rage and lust meeting barely suppressed fury, need and power.

Her teeth shone bright in the devil's moonlight, her spiked tongue flicking out every once in a while to lick my full, sensual lips. I knew she wanted my blood, my strength, the power that flowed within me and I'd give it to her. Just… not yet.

Sweat, blood and musk. We slid together into one another as if we were made for each other. The feel of her hot, silken walls around me was nearly driving me to madness, though some might argue that I'd already gone there and beyond and maybe they were right, but that didn't matter now, all that mattered was me, her and NOW damn it! NOW!

Her body strained beneath my own, full of a barely suppressed need, her addiction, her curse. The heat around us was nearly overwhelming, the power of our lust and our mixing essences, creating a sexual and power thrill and aura in and around us, unlike anything I'd ever felt before, not even with Talia.

"Jason!" she keened, her breath coming in short ragged pants and gasps similar to my own and I knew she was close as was I, but not yet. Not yet. I leaned down over her to give her a long lick in the crevice of her throat and across to the slender slope of her neck, savoring the delicious taste of her.

And then I bit her, hard though not so hard as to draw blood, but it was close, so very close. That ultimately was what sent her mind over the edge and into the abyss of demonic nature and power; into that pure hellish, chaotic and so-fucking-desirable pool of demon instincts and actions. Her nails dug into my back once more and this time they weren't human; no, they were far closer to talons.

She snarled and flipped us over with power and strength that struck fear into my heart like little else ever had and gave me more of that powerful thrill. Even as I cried out with the pain of her talons deep in my back, I also did it in pure rapture as her mouth met my neck and her tongue penetrated my flesh beginning to siphon off some of that energy, some of that essence of me that she so badly craved. And our release was finalized. Her talons relocated to my shoulders and sunk themselves deep into the flesh there, her nails scraping against the very bone as her kea muscles clenched tight around me and I came inside of her, her body milking me of my essence for all it was worth.

The world blurred around us and I distantly heard her cry of similar rapture against my throat and felt her convulse against me, her legs so tight against my hips I felt certain there would be bruises.

I felt the pull of her tongue on my blood and blackness tinged what little vision I had in the darkened room and before long I felt consciousness slip away from me.

When I came to, mere seconds later I was fairly certain. She was astride my waist bent over me, her sweat-soaked lavender hair hanging down to mix with my own dyed black locks, her tongue still over the vein in my throat.

Though now, her tongue was caressing instead of penetrating, her hands—returned to their normal state, the nails short and perfectly smooth instead of black and ragged and lizard-like—were now settled in my hair, gently stroking and massaging my scalp, moving in caresses as butterfly wings through my sweat strewn locks.

I could feel the wound in my neck closing up as she continued in her ministrations and I wrapped my arms around her waist, gently pulling her down against me. Her full breasts, the nipples still very hard indeed from our coupling, pressed against my chest.

I kissed the indentations in her neck made by my teeth and gently soothed the irritated flesh with my tongue just as she was doing to me. I felt a tremor pass through her stomach and chest and knew she was about to have a giggle fit at this and I felt a chuckle try to fight past my own throat, but I only allowed a smile to make it to my face. It was small, but very genuine and full of care for this incredible woman I'd managed to catch.

She shifted her weight atop me slightly and the feel of her silken moon shaped breasts sliding across my chest made that nearly extinguished fire of arousal inside of me spark to life once more. I felt that tremor pass through her again and this time just the smallest of giggles escaped her lips as she felt the evidence of this come to life between her legs.

She pulled her face back from my neck to sit up atop me, the moonlight playing across our sweat slick bodies and dancing over her full gorgeous lips and her wicked, adoring smile. "You truly are insatiable aren't you Jason?" she purred, delight evident in her sparkling lavender eyes.

I grinned, "No more so than you are when it comes to my blood, Raven." She laughed and, just for an instant, I could see the fires of hell awaken behind those eyes as Raven's own arousal sparked to life and her and her demon came to work together in a symbiosis far closer than they ever had before.

As had been the case, ever since she'd nearly killed the world by unleashing Trigon upon it and her Blood Addiction had been born.

My name is Jason Todd; you may also know me as Robin, or perhaps even more commonly as The Red Hood.

Raven POV

I looked down at Jason Peter Todd, with a mixture of adoration, lust and… something else. Wondering just how it was that I'd gotten to be so lucky as to get together with someone as dark and understanding as him… someone like myself.

This is our story