Minx The Sphinx's Boudoir

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<I hear minxy's pleading command, but the effect is the opposite of what she intended, my hand retreats a centimeter from her mound, my fingers stroking slightly more softly. I bite her neck firmly this time, leaving a red mark before I shift my head beneath Minxy's chin and suck on her throat between her collar and her chin. My left hand reaches down and pulls something magical from the air, a handful of fresh white snow. I bring it up and without giving any warning, I run the packed ball of snow across her collar bone.>

I groan as his hand shifts further away but know I can't cum anyway! He bites my neck and I gasp in surprise, damn blindfold! Suddenly....COLD!

Sweet mother of god! What the fuck is that?!

I shiver and writhe, trying to get the cold away from me as it melts against my skin
 
I resist the urge to squirm slightly under his gaze, his words bringing a soft shiver of desire through my body. Damn vampires.

I tilt my head back slightly, smiling at the thought.


It has been far to long since I was beneath the whip, instead of wielding it. And when the mythical figment of the majority of my fantasies prowls into the room flashing those fangs… I think I’d find it very hard to resist.

I chew on my lip lightly, letting my eyes run over his form. I hear Raynes words distractedly, and chuckle, replying to her without taking my eyes off Chgris. I cannot promise that, only that if there is to be blood… perhaps it will be mine?

Tilting my head slightly I strike out with my right hand, capturing Fae's extended leg at the ankle in fingers that feel like velvet covered steel. Tugging gently but irresistibly, I turn her in her chair, and begin to massage her foot, banishing the talons on my thumbs, and working the pressure points in her soft sole.

So, you wish to be under the whip, do you Fae? I have just the place to do that to you. Perhaps I should take you to my Chamber and reintroduce you to some dark delights one night.
 
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<I force myself to supress a laugh as I see minxy writhe at the touch of the small snowball against her skin. I run it across her nipples, tightening them and my mouth descends and I lick at her nipples tauntingly. My right hand still caresses your thigh, but suddenly it stops and my hand slips away from her body...as does the cold touch of the snow ball.>
 
Tilting my head slightly I strike out with my right hand, capturing Fae's extended leg at the ankle in fingers that feel like velvet covered steel. Tugging gently but irresistibly, I turn her in her chair, and begin to massage her foot, banishing the talons on my thumb, and working the pressure points in her soft sole.

So, you wish to be under the whip, do you Fae? I have just the place to do that to you. Perhaps I should take you to my Chamber and reintroduce you to some dark delights one night.

Another shiver is invoked at the silent reminder of his strength, my pulse skipping slightly with his hands now on my flesh. My toes curl at the pressure on my sole, and I run fingers through my curls to push them back from my face.

Perhaps you should.

I agree, another smile of anticipation tugging at my lips, it quickly molds into a teasing grin.

I've never tested my will against one of your kind before, the thought is positively shudder worthy.
 
I moan and writhe under his tongue, the cold of the snowball gone and my nipples hardened under the onslaught

What are you doing?....

Groans
 
Another shiver is invoked at the silent reminder of his strength, my pulse skipping slightly with his hands now on my flesh. My toes curl at the pressure on my sole, and I run fingers through my curls to push them back from my face.

Perhaps you should.

I agree, another smile of anticipation tugging at my lips, it quickly molds into a teasing grin.

I've never tested my will against one of your kind before, the thought is positively shudder worthy.

I work my way up her sole, to her curled toes, then smile, tips of my fangs flashing as I take her toes in my cool right hand and ease them back, one finger slipping between each toes as I work on the tendons in her foot.

A test of wills, eh? In my own lair? Oh, that does promise to be interesting. You might want to see what all is in there first. It's well stocked for taming rebellious lovelies like you.
 
<I hold the snowball in my right hand, it's shapped rather longer than it is wide... I hold it up and mold it more, firming it's shape. I Smile as I bite one of minxy's nipples, and my left hand still damp and covered with icy water strokes her other breast. My right hand trails the tip of the elongated hunk of hard snow down her stomach and slowly strokes down her left leg, then up the other...then I trace it around her mound.>
 
I work my way up her sole, to her curled toes, then smile, tips of my fangs flashing as I take her toes in my cool right hand and ease them back, one finger slipping between each toes as I work on the tendons in her foot.

A test of wills, eh? In my own lair? Oh, that does promise to be interesting. You might want to see what all is in there first. It's well stocked for taming rebellious lovelies like you.

I let my head dip back against the chair, watching him through half lidded eyes. My smile is still playing on my lips as I try to relax into the cool masterful touch of his fingers. I lean forward, resting my chin in my hand, elbow on my leg, blue eyes glittering at his own.


Then I look forward to it. And I have looked, and I'm sure you can hear my heart thudding in anticipation.
 
<I hold the snowball in my right hand, it's shapped rather longer than it is wide... I hold it up and mold it more, firming it's shape. I Smile as I bite one of minxy's nipples, and my left hand still damp and covered with icy water strokes her other breast. My right hand trails the tip of the elongated hunk of hard snow down her stomach and slowly strokes down her left leg, then up the other...then I trace it around her mound.>

I shiver as the ice moves around my body and whimper when it comes close to my mound. I do not like this...it's too gentle and kinda creepy! I writhe more, I want to get free from these sensations! I want to see!
 

I let my head dip back against the chair, watching him through half lidded eyes. My smile is still playing on my lips as I try to relax into the cool masterful touch of his fingers. I lean forward, resting my chin in my hand, elbow on my leg, blue eyes glittering at his own.


Then I look forward to it. And I have looked, and I'm sure you can hear my heart thudding in anticipation.

Then you can look forward to me snatching you up one day soon and taking you there.

Finished with her foot, I let my talons manifest, and massage up her calf using the back of them, only to let her feel the razor sharp tips in the delicate skin behind her knee before I slide them up her thigh, teasingly altering the pressure from hard to soft, but never quite enough to cut.
 
<I feel minxy writihing nervously beneath me, pulling away from the touch of snow against her and I pull my head back to look at her mound. I slowly shift my weight, instead of kneeling beside her, I shift to kneeling between her legs. I pull the snowball away and instead run my warmer fingers across her slit, teasing her with warmth and with cold.>

<For the first time I speak.>

Minxy...you just hate this from me, don't you?

<The words are a low growl that belies the tender touch of my hands that had come before. It's a sharp contrast, something lurking there that I'd restrained as I teased her. I stroke her clit with my fingers, then touch the snowball to it quickly, stroking it across and then pulling it away from her.>
 
Then you can look forward to me snatching you up one day soon and taking you there.

Finished with her foot, I let my talons manifest, and massage up her calf using the back of them, only to let her feel the razor sharp tips in the delicate skin behind her knee before I slide them up her thigh, teasingly altering the pressure from hard to soft, but never quite enough to cut.

Snatching?

My eyes brighten in amusement, my breathing picking up slightly as I felt the dangerous hint against my skin. The razor sharp carress making my pulse flutter uselessly in arousal. I slide back into the chair, goosebumps trailing in wake after his touch. By will power alone I remain still, though my hand raises as he ventures closer. I trail a finger down the side of his own throat, lingering where his own pulse should be, before my eyes flicker back to his own.

You should know the fey are very good at being evasive. So I hope you are as good of a hunter as I'd like to believe...

My hips lift of thier own will, arching slightly as his talons slide higher up my thigh.
 
<I feel minxy writihing nervously beneath me, pulling away from the touch of snow against her and I pull my head back to look at her mound. I slowly shift my weight, instead of kneeling beside her, I shift to kneeling between her legs. I pull the snowball away and instead run my warmer fingers across her slit, teasing her with warmth and with cold.>

<For the first time I speak.>

Minxy...you just hate this from me, don't you?

<The words are a low growl that belies the tender touch of my hands that had come before. It's a sharp contrast, something lurking there that I'd restrained as I teased her. I stroke her clit with my fingers, then touch the snowball to it quickly, stroking it across and then pulling it away from her.>

I can feel his hand on my slit and I let a whimper escape, squirming under my bindings and trying to focus on something else. My nerve endings go haywire as he touches my clit, it's electric and i start doing maths in my head and reminding myself not to cum.

I feel the cold again and strain, groaning and stop myself from thrusting against the pressure as my clit goes from hot to cold. I curl my hands into fists and dig my nails into my skin to focus on the pain. Then the snowball is gone and I breath a sigh of relief


Yes

A growled word
 
Snatching?

My eyes brighten in amusement, my breathing picking up slightly as I felt the dangerous hint against my skin. The razor sharp carress making my pulse flutter uselessly in arousal. I slide back into the chair, goosebumps trailing in wake after his touch. By will power alone I remain still, though my hand raises as he ventures closer. I trail a finger down the side of his own throat, lingering where his own pulse should be, before my eyes flicker back to his own.

You should know the fey are very good at being evasive. So I hope you are as good of a hunter as I'd like to believe...

My hips lift of thier own will, arching slightly as his talons slide higher up my thigh.

Noting her touch, and the way her hips lift, my grin turns wicked, and my left hand flashes to her hair, securing a fistful and holding it tight. Pulling her mouth to mine, I kiss her hard, sucking her lower lip into my mouth as I pull away, my fangs grazing her just enough to bloody her lip.

Another day, Fae, and we shall see who is the better, the hunter or the prey.

the talons of my right hand slide back down to her ankle, returning her leg to the arm of the chair as I stand, bowing to kiss her hand, and free my grip in her hair.

Another day...

without another word, the dark mists swirl in, taking me away for now.
 
<I look down at minxy and I smile as I take in the suble cues in her movements, the curling fingers into her hands, the low moan...and the growled word in response.>

Good.

<I growl down to minxy and I bend at the waist, my tounge licking her belly and kissing at the skin. My right hand tracks the snowball along her inner thigh. My left fingers though...they return to tracing along her slit. I fight the urge to take her then and there, driving inside her with everything I have...Fae wants me to toy with her, to make her fight cumming. I slip two fingers inside her slowly and stroke her clit with my thumb, stroking the still cool nub of flesh.>
 
Noting her touch, and the way her hips lift, my grin turns wicked, and my left hand flashes to her hair, securing a fistful and holding it tight. Pulling her mouth to mine, I kiss her hard, sucking her lower lip into my mouth as I pull away, my fangs grazing her just enough to bloody her lip.

Another day, Fae, and we shall see who is the better, the hunter or the prey.

the talons of my right hand slide back down to her ankle, returning her leg to the arm of the chair as I stand, bowing to kiss her hand, and free my grip in her hair.

Another day...

without another word, the dark mists swirl in, taking me away for now.

My stomach all but drops as his hand suddenly fists in my hair, the delicious pain of it instantly morphs into breathless pleasure. I forget to breathe as I'm lost in the kiss, the pain of his fangs just making me squirm further in arousal. I watch him kiss my hand and disappear with a slightly dazed and hungry expression. It's not till he's gone that I scowl. I run my tongue over my lip, tasting the blood with a low hum of pleasure, before sighing and standing up.

Bloody vampires.

I mutter to myself, no pun intended, wondering how the hell I can go to work so damn turned on. My wings, tired of being contained so long, erupt back from my shoulders, the black butterfly like membranes fluttering in agitation.


Yes, yes, I know. He's as damn well hot as he thinks he is.
 
<I look down at minxy and I smile as I take in the suble cues in her movements, the curling fingers into her hands, the low moan...and the growled word in response.>

Good.

<I growl down to minxy and I bend at the waist, my tounge licking her belly and kissing at the skin. My right hand tracks the snowball along her inner thigh. My left fingers though...they return to tracing along her slit. I fight the urge to take her then and there, driving inside her with everything I have...Fae wants me to toy with her, to make her fight cumming. I slip two fingers inside her slowly and stroke her clit with my thumb, stroking the still cool nub of flesh.>

I feel his tongue and his kisses on my stomach, I blush as I don't really like my stomach that much, I think it is my flaw. I feel the cold moving on my thigh, I shiver and his hand moves to my slit...I whimper. His fingers dive inside me and I press my lips together, screwing my face up as he teases my clit.

Sir Isaac Newton...invented gravity...apple, orchard...Gallileo...Law of...fuck it! I thrust against his fingers slightly, my nails digging in and drawing a little blood. Da Vinci....Mona Lisa....Madonna of the Rocks.....Lady with an ermine....I gasp
 
<My eyes take in the rest of minxy as my left hand does all the work to pleasure her. My lips leave her belly and instead drift to one side, my tounge dances across her bellybutton, then over to the right side of her pelvis, as I skim my lips from my teeth, I brush them across her skin, slowly...teasingly...taunting her with what I might do and what I might not. My thumb gives a rather pointed flick of her clit, then strokes it again firmly while a third finger slips inside her. The right hand with the snowball had been waiting, ocassionally tracking across the skin of her thighs, but I remove it from contact with her body entirely for a few moments. I let the chill linger on her skin as the air cools the water streaked across her body. Minxy's silence is constrained as I press my teeth against her hip before I pull away from the firm form of her pelvis.>

Enjoying Minxy? <The words are coy and taunting, but I don't wait for a reaction, instead the teeth that had abandoned her hip, giving her hope that perhaps I wouldn't taste her flesh there...bite down hard and sink into her pale skin, leaving a small series of red marks around my tounge as I lick the flesh in my mouth.>
 
I take a few deep measured breaths to calm my skin thats all but itching with arousal, close my eyes for a moment, murmuring comforting words to the fluttering of my wings. Honestly, they were even more touchy then I was. Finally I shake myself, smiling slightly as my eyes reopen, resting on my writhing pet. She'd be damned if she thought I was the only one to suffer today.

I'm going to work, my lovelies.
Andy... you have the ultimate power of the word 'yes' at your command. I leave it up to you to decide when she deserves her release.

I flitter over, landing beside the bed, kissing Andy's cheek, and then stealing on of my pets gasps with my lips.

Goodnight!

I disappear to the real world with a beat of the wings and an explosion of pretty sparkling shadows.
 
<My eyes take in the rest of minxy as my left hand does all the work to pleasure her. My lips leave her belly and instead drift to one side, my tounge dances across her bellybutton, then over to the right side of her pelvis, as I skim my lips from my teeth, I brush them across her skin, slowly...teasingly...taunting her with what I might do and what I might not. My thumb gives a rather pointed flick of her clit, then strokes it again firmly while a third finger slips inside her. The right hand with the snowball had been waiting, ocassionally tracking across the skin of her thighs, but I remove it from contact with her body entirely for a few moments. I let the chill linger on her skin as the air cools the water streaked across her body. Minxy's silence is constrained as I press my teeth against her hip before I pull away from the firm form of her pelvis.>

Enjoying Minxy? <The words are coy and taunting, but I don't wait for a reaction, instead the teeth that had abandoned her hip, giving her hope that perhaps I wouldn't taste her flesh there...bite down hard and sink into her pale skin, leaving a small series of red marks around my tounge as I lick the flesh in my mouth.>

I groan, trying to think of facts as his teeth sink into my hip. I moan loudly, thrusting against his fingers furiously. I desperately need to cum but know that I may not. The real world presses against me and I grumble

Sorry darling....another time?

Sorry Mistress...Goodbye room

I vanish from the ties that bind me, destined for the real world again
 
<I let out a sigh as both Fae and Minxy vanish into reality. I watch Fae leave with a kiss, and Minxy fade into non-existence. My frown is only slightly mitigated as I raise my fingers to my lips and lick minxy's juices off of them.>

Mmm, I'll be damned, strawberries, she was right.
 
*rayne glances up from her book and finally places down her pen, the room was suddenly very quiet * ooops guess I missed everyone.
 
<I smile over at Rayne from where I sit on the bed.>

Yeah, you know how the allure of real life can't be ignored all the time Rayne.
 
<I sigh and sit back on the bed, waiting silently for whoever might arrive next...and whoever might stay.>
 
<I frown, knowing that my hopes are in vain. I stand up, re don my hat, coat and scarf, and look back at the slik still on the bed. I frown, realizing that perhaps I couldn't even carry out what Fae wanted done for Minxy in her absence. I turn my back on the bed, leaving them there and walk out.>
 
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