The double doors of Raven's room slowly slide open, the sound just barely audible over the heroine's focused chanting. Raven is sitting in the middle of her room, at the center of a drawn star surrounded by candles lit with a magical black fire. She's meditating as she always does, mindlessly repeating her phrase "Azerath" over and over again in a hypnotic trance.

Just as I expected.

I quietly step forward towards her. Just to be sure of her dormant state, I snap my fingers in front of her face and receive no response. Raven is in a deep, unresponsive trance. My finger's run through her dark midnight blue hair, then slide down to her cheek as I cup her face.

Now my cock is half erect just from the thought of what I'm going to do, I gently slap my swaying shaft against Raven's grey cheek, again she gives no response, just mindlessly repeating her chant while in a deep trance. The time is right, I carefully align my cockhead to her gently moving lips and plug it in. Gradually, my tool slips into Raven's warm mumbling mouth, which unconsciously accepts it.