Raven's apartment was a sanctuary for her, a place where she could retreat from the world and indulge in her own vices. But that peace was soon to be disrupted by a call from her adoptive sister, Yang.
"Hey Raven, I need a favor," Yang said, her voice laced with guilt.
Raven sighed, "What is it this time, Yang?"
"I need you to watch Stevie for me tonight. I know it's last minute, but I have a date and I can't bring him along."
Raven groaned, "Fine, I'll watch him. But only because I know how much you hate babysitting."
"You're the best, Raven! I'll owe you one."
Raven hung up the phone, feeling a sense of selfish pride. She would prove Yang wrong, she could handle a horse faunus, even if he was going through early puberty.
A knock on the door announced Stevie's arrival. Raven opened it, and her eyes widened at the sight of him. He was taller than she expected, and his muscles were well-defined under his clothes. She tried not to stare, but she couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants.
"Hey, I'm Stevie. Nice to meet you," he said, extending his hand.
Raven shook it, trying to keep her cool. "Nice to meet you too, Stevie. Come on in."
She led him to the kitchen and started cooking dinner. Stevie sat at the counter, his eyes glued to Raven's ass as she moved around the kitchen.
"You know, you're not as old as I thought you'd be," Stevie said, a playful insult laced in his tone.
Raven turned to face him, her eyebrow raised. "And you're not as immature as I thought you'd be," she retorted, shutting him down.
Stevie chuckled, impressed by Raven's quick wit.
After dinner, Raven excused herself to take a shower. She was surprised when she heard the bathroom door open, and Stevie stepped in.
"I hope you don't mind, but I couldn't control my hormones," he said, his eyes filled with desire.
Raven stood under the water, her body on display. Stevie approached her, worshiping her body with his eyes.
"I don't mind," Raven said, her voice low and seductive.
Stevie's hands roamed over her body, and Raven allowed him to pleasure her orally. She took control, roughly fucking him in the ass. Stevie couldn't hold back, and he came excessively.
Raven allowed him to pleasure her again, this time taking control of the situation. She felt a sense of power and control, manipulating Stevie's addiction to her body.
The night ended with more rough anal and oral sex, and Raven allowed herself to fully give into the pleasure and desire. She finished the night with cock worship and cum chewing, feeling a sense of accomplishment and victory.
As she lay in bed, Raven reflected on the night's events. She looked forward to more "bonding" time with Stevie, knowing she could use his addiction to her advantage.
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