Britwitch's Cottage

[Vail_Indigo]

Of course I think of you, my Witch. I come here again and again in search of you, don't I?

a smile, but a strangely serious one

The most important thing to remember is that you can share anything, ask for anything.
You can be and do anything you want with me.
In fact...
I require that you do.

 

[Britwitch]

I know and I am trying to be...

grumbles something unintelligible about the real world stealing me away every time I start...

...putting down my tea and taking yours from you...
...leaning closer to kiss you, leaning into you, my hand stroking your cheek...

...hopefully the world will let me try a little now...

I whisper against your skin as I drag my lips down your neck, making a definite course for your chest

 

[Vail_Indigo]

gracefully placing my tea down while also stretching my legs across your lap

Are you hungry my Witch? Can you not bear to keep from touching me?

fingers in your hair, nails scraping lightly...a soft laugh of delight

 

[Britwitch]

looks up into your eyes, a stab of excitement as your nails graze my scalp

...I think mine is a hunger that will not be satisified by any amount of jam tarts...

smiles mischievously, before adding tentatively

...please...please let me taste you...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

a smile or reassurance as my hand oin your hair guides your mouth to the place where a nipple strains against my top, aching to break through


Soon, perhaps...but for now...make me feel your hunger...make me know it

give me your first gift

 

[Britwitch]

The fire is burning merrily on this cold and misty morning in the woods. The flowers and leaves are decorated with dew and it's the perfect weather for snuggling up inside and writing.
Candles dance around the kitchen, the lack of sunlight making the inside of the cottage quite dark today.

I'm sat in my favourite chair, looking out over my garden, a notepad on my knees and a mug of cocoa steaming on the table beside me as I work on a post from 'Elena'...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

slips in silently, just watching her write

 

[Britwitch]

closing notepad with a proud sigh as I finish my post, I reach across to pick up my, slightly less hot than it was, cocoa when I notice you

hello you...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

wandering over with a smile, taking a seat on the floor at her feet, head in her lap

Hello yourself
How goes the writing?

 

[Britwitch]

stroking the head on my lap, fingers running through the locks

my writing is done...for now at least...my mind needs a little break
how's your day going...?

 

[Vail_Indigo]

happy half-sigh-half-purr...looking up adoringly
Oh, just waking up, waiting for coffee to be ready...I have the day off

 

[Britwitch]

Day off? That sounds very nice...

shifts so that you're sitting with your back against her legs, her hands falling onto your shoulders massaging gently, occassionally straying into your hair

...any plans for your day?

 

[Vail_Indigo]

tiny whimper of delight, leaning back against you, letting your fingers and hands wander and dance on my skin, eyes half lidded
Well, I have a doctor's appointment, some chores and errands and I want to work on a new story
But at the moment, this seems much nicer than all of that

 

[Britwitch]

the pads of my thumbs circling at the base of your neck

...well, as long as I'm not keeping you from anything right now...I'm more happy to be a distraction for you...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

moaning softly as you work a spot that feels particularly good
you distract me in the best possible ways
hands touching your ankles, caressing

 

[Britwitch]

...working my thumbs down the upper part of your spine, seeking out any tension...trying to make that delicious sound come from your lips again...

...I do try my best...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

another moan...a bit deeper and felt throughout my body...muscles at the mercy of your touch

That feels so good, my Witch

melting...weak...

 

[Britwitch]

...widening my legs slowly, inviting you to lean back, my hands rising to massage your shoulders once more, my teeth catching on my lower lip as my fingers walk down your front, massaging your collarbone, stroking the skin of your neck...

...I'm always delighted to please...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

letting myself slip back between your legs, helpless under your touch, my entire body whispering to let go, let touches wander...and so i do...my fingers on your calves, stroking and caressing...my breath slow, deep...a shiver for you...a tiny sigh

your touch always pleases me...you know it does...

 

[Britwitch]

...the skin of my legs tingling under your stroking touch...my fingers wandering further down your front, finding and opening buttons, exposing more flesh to my curious fingertips...leaning down to press my lips to your crown, inhaling your scent...

...as yours always please me...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

...the skin of my legs tingling under your stroking touch...my fingers wandering further down your front, finding and opening buttons, exposing more flesh to my curious fingertips...leaning down to press my lips to your crown, inhaling your scent...

...as yours always please me...

helpless under your touch, eyes droop at your kiss...skin coming alive under your fingertips, nothing in the world except your words and your touch and my body singing for you...a moan for no reason other than delight...and a change in breath

Always...always...always...my skin for you...

 

[Britwitch]

...my finger tips stray under your clothing, finding your breasts, stroking, massaging, tips moving gradually closer to their peaks but not touching...yet...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

head resting against your thigh...breathing becoming shallow...body still, not daring to move...wanting you to go where you want, find what you want...hands along your legs...possessed

 

[Britwitch]

...my fingertips find your nipples, hard and excited...I trail ever decreasing circles around them, drawing nearer, ever nearer...until they brush them with a featherlight touch...stroking again and again...teasing, tormenting...until gently taking hold and squeezing...

...kissing your scalp, leaning further down to kiss the side of your face, your neck...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

back arching, a sudden gasp and stuttering intake of breath...body moving slightly under your hands, guided by your touch...my eyes closed, breath falling on the skin of your thigh, lips barely caress...mewling sounds...nothing but you and your touch...

my Witch...my beautiful beautiful Witch...