The Inferno Room ( OOC and IC Hangout)

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*he smiled softly, his eyes sparkling with a mischievous glitter. He watched her for a moment and brought his hand up, slipping his finger between her throat and the tie. With a slow pull, he drew the strip of fabric away from her skin and into his hands. He smiled as he looked down into her eyes through those glasses of hers and then spoke up in the commanding voice again.*

Do it.

*it was a simple enough command but it was vague, so he clarified.*

Wrap your legs around me, naughty school girl.
 
*she caught that glint in his eyes and her heart rate sped up, she loved that look it meant naught and pleasureable things for her. She kept her gaze glued to his as he pulled the tie away from her throat. That tone made her shiver in the best of ways. Shifting for a moment she slid out from between his legs so he was no longer pinning her hips, and instead kneeling between her legs. She wrapped her long, lithe legs about his hips and crossed her ankles behind him, kicking her mary janes off in the process and letting them thud to the floor*
 
*He smiled softly as he looked down at her and did his best to get into a position for fun. He draped the tie over his shoulder and smiled as he looked into her eyes and then with a swift movement, he snapped his fingers. The tie seemed to get a life of it's own, and moved like some sort of snake, sliding down his back and quickly wrapping itself around the girl's ankles and tying a tight, but very neat bow at the knot point, not that she could see it through his body. He smiled softly and pulled off his scarf, laying it next to her on the bed and then leaned down so that his lips were almost against hers.*

Feeling helpless?
 
*she stared as he laid her tie down, knwoing he had plans for it. Still gazing up at him with a hesitant smile on her face she flinched at the sound of his snapp- knowing that magic would accompany it. She watched teh tie dissapear, and managed to not jump as she felt it hit her ankles and bind around them sending another shudder through her body. She eyed his scarf suspiciously as he laid it beside her, before her attentino was captured by his near ness, the warmth of his body, the scent of his breath.

At his question she gasped and it took her a moment to find her voice. Yes Master, and I want you badly too.* the secnt of her arousal, and her nipples poking through the fabric was a testiment to that*
 
*he smirked and brought his hand down to start dealing with his own pants. The back of his pants rubbed against her sex as he dealt with his pants. Really, it rubbed against her sex far more than was actually necessary as he dealt with his pants. He was obviously trying to tease her as much as he was trying to free himself. It hadn't taken long until he had opened his pants and freed his length, its hardness poking against her a little bit, pressing against her tight opening. He smirked softly and brought his lips down to her ear.*

Tell me how badly, my naughty little school girl. Tell me what you want me to do to you and how badly you want me to do it.
 
*she squirmed within her bindings, fiding it quiet novel to be tied to mage rather than the bed. She felt his pants brushing against her dampened folds, she cried out as the button brushed against her clit, causing her to buck her hips. A sigh of relief slipped through her lips as the familiar velvetly mushroom head of his cock rested against her moistened labia. Catching his smirk she tensed a bit, knowing that something was comming. It was only a question but a difficult one. She decided that rather than telling him it would be easire, and more fun to show him. So she reclined back, and closed her eyes while she opened herself up. Then she set about planting some images in Mage's head, using the link they were building to let him watch them like a video.

She showed him that he could wriggle down, and drive her crazy by licking her out, leaving her shaking on the bed. The she showed him slowly pressing his length in to her tight rosebud and taking her nice and slow. She pictured her vibe from the treasure chest, and having him do her back door while the vibe was sheathed inside of her. She showed him the same image reversed him in her pussy, the vibe in her ass. Then she showed him slowly torturously pounding her pussy, her bucking her hips to try and go faster, Mage forcing her to keep it slow and steady. Lastly she showed Mage just pounding into her, as hard and fast as he could go until she screamed his name.

Throughout showing him what her imagination was seing her hips had started gently rocking against his manhood, the tip of his dick pressing up against her clit as she grew wetter and more needy. at last she spoke*

"Ungh, please master, I want you, I need you so badly, My mage...just pick something, please me, fuck me, love me take me!"
 
*He had considered chastising her for not following the instructions as he had laid them out for her, but it seemed that she was of a mind to show him what she wanted instead. It had the same effect on him as if she had said the naughty words, so he had decided to let it slide. He smirked softly and brought his lips to her ear, teasing it with a gentle nip as his tail curled around her and pressed ever so softly against her back door.*

Thank you for the vivid images, Sylvie. It was almost as sinfully sweet as hearing your innocent little voice describing how I plan to fuck you nice and hard.

*he pushed his hips forward, his length sliding deep inside of her in a single go. He kept pushing forward until he had bottomed out inside of her, his tail still teasing her puckered rosebud.*
 
*For her mage she screamed, A long low sound as he forced her wide open with his single thrust. She adored that he'd do that for her, most guys were afraid they'd break her- but Mage listened and knew that she wasn't a little doll. Of course nice and slow could be nice at times too.....but oh god it felt so good to be full. She tightened her thighs about hsi back, holding his hips close and pinned to hers so that they were joined as deeply as they could possibly be. She always felt something special being this connected to Mage, it was truly wonderful. And in that moment Sylvie realized something that was epically slow in coming. She truly was falling for Mage. She wasn't ready to say the L-word, but he was definitely incredibly importaint to her. She had to put voice to this,*

Mon matrie amiant.....I.....I think I"m falling for you....

*The words fell into the air like small crystals breaking, each sound crisp and precise, she wondered how he'd take her words*
 
*he looked down at her, letting the words sink in. She hadn't said the 'L-Word' specifically but she had eluded to it. He watched her carefully for a few moments. He was filled with joy that she had said it, but now wondered how he should proceed. He could take her fast and hard like he had been planning to, but was that what she wanted when she was saying words like that? He looked down at her for a few long moments, wondering if he should move forward and just fuck her wildly like he was a man possessed, or if he should proceed with slow and soft love making that would be the appropriate norm for what would follow after a confession like that when they were in the position that they were in.

The question wasn't made any easier when he thought about Sylvie. While it was normal convention to go slow, Sylvie was not the kind of girl who was a stickler for normal convention.*

I'm going to give you my all, okay?

*Normally he would have just proceeded and fucked her hard and fast, but this time he didn't. He stared at her, watching silently, as if he was waiting for her to respond.*
 
*Looking up at him sylvie took a deep breath, stealing herself for what she needed to say, staring deeply into his eyes for the strenght to say it. At last she shook her head* I only want you to give me your all if that is what feels right. I know I said some powerfully emotional words to you jsut now....*She had the grace to blush* and I want to know how that made you feel mom matrie amiant. and if you want to fuck me so I can't walk straight tommorow- then I'd love to share that with you. If you want to go slow and sweet, then that too I would be delighted to share wtih you. Something about right now feels....very specail. She rolled her hips with him still inside of her, squeexing her inner muscles to pull him closer to her*
 
*he smiled softly as he looked at her and nodded at her logic. It made sense.*

If you were any other girl I'd be slow, soft, and gentle, but you are you, Sylvie.

*he chuckled softly*

You love it when I fill you up with a single thrust. You love it when I fuck you nice and hard with the intention of you not being able to walk straight the next day.

*he smiled softly as he looked into her eyes for a few long moments.*

It was when I filled you with a single motion that you admitted you were falling for me. The way I see it if I continue at that pace you 'falling' might become 'fallen'.

*he leaned his head forward and placed a soft kiss against her lips for a few long moments, holding it there until he was satisfied with the kiss. When he slowly pulled away it was again to look down into her eyes.*

Sylvie, I am offering you a choice right now. Do you want me to be hard and fast, or do you want me to be soft and gentle?

*he had tried not to offer her too many chances to choose things as he knew she didn't appreciate having to chose. This was a special case. He needed her input.*
 
*She cherished that smile, she took it inside and let it warm her heart. As he spoke she nodded, she did love it when he filled her up hard and fast.- that she could agree with. As he looked into her eyes she fought the compulsion to open up and simply read his thoughts. She dissagreed with his assumption about why he said what he had, but before she could speak he kissed her. It was soft and tender adn sweet- it soothed something in her heart, she needed to know her mage could be tender with her too. That while she was different she could have normal too. As he pulled away her eyes danced with sparkles*

I didn't say that I'm falling for you because you shoved your dick in me Mage. I said it because when I felt you all the way inside me, seated to the hilt, joined to me so closely...I felt somethign special, and it felt right. And I know I'll get that feeling if you fuck me hard or gently. And its not just about what I want *she strained against her bindings to place a tender kiss on his lips* Its about what you want too.
 
*he looked down into her eyes for a long moment, when she had strained against the bindings to place a kiss against his lips he had made up his mind. He brought his hand up and snapped his fingers. The bindings that had held her in place and left her helpless let go, giving her the freedom to move however it was she wanted. He looked down into her eyes for a few long moments.*

You'll need to be able to move if you're going to continue to steal kisses, love.

*he smirked softly.*

And don't worry. I'll tie you down and fuck you hard in a little bit. Right now I think it's about time we made some love.

*his hips slowly began to pull back against her unbound legs*
 
*She whimpered softly as the bindings dissapeared, even though she'd been pretty sure this is what he'd chose. But as he spoke she calmed down, knowing that her Master would keep his word...even as his words went straight to her heart and curled up there, warming her from the inside out. She leaned up and wrapped one arm about his neck, pulling him down for a gentle teasing kiss. Her whole body felt tingly, like she was light and about to float away. She wanted to hold tight to Mage so she didn't float away...or at the very least so that he'd come too*

Making some love sounds just about right.....*She choked up slightly on that L-word, but managed to get it out*
 
*he smiled and slowly slid his hard length back into her, starting a slow and soft pace. This was what was appropriate, it was what made sense. She had almost told him flat out that she loved him. If he had left her bound and pounded away at her like he was a worker trying to break up pavement with a jackhammer then what message did that send, that he thought that love was nothing but fucking? That he loved her because she was such a good fuck? No, there was so much more to it. He leaned forward and kissed her again as he continued to slow movements of love with her.*
 
*Sylvie could tell the difference in his movemtents. It was something her mind, heart, body and soul recognized. This slow worshipful pleasuring of her body had nothing to do with sex, or lust, or master and slave. But rather it had to do with a different kind of bond between two people. It was like Mage was glowing, ans he could see it in her empath sight. He looked like an angel, just for her, meant for no one else but her. It made her heart ache in the best of ways to look at him. But she wasn't glowling as brightly as he was. But she could see it growing, and that alone gave her hope. She reached up and gently unfastened her collar and laid it carefiully on the corner of the bed.*

That is only comming off for a short time. But right now I want to be Sylvieanne Rose *she punctuated her words with a gentle kiss* Not your naughty neko sub.
 
The sounds of boots hitting the hardwood floor echo threw the silence of the long dark hallway. From out of the shadows the freak appears walking over to the bar grabbing a diet dew and a diet coke. Trying to be quiet and not break up the goings on in the bar a soft nod of his head to Mage and Sylvie as he walks back opening up the cell to prepare for something that has been on his mind for so long. Looking around the surgical steel walls of the cell waiting for his mate. Soon she will be taken as his fangs dropped and his eyes turned to red. A maniacal laugh fills the room.....
 
*he looked down at her, a brief spike of worry shooting through his body when she removed the collar. Was she renouncing it? Was she going to get rid of it so that she could find someone who would give her what she needed? Had he made the wrong choice in starting slow? All of these doubts and worries shot through his mind and soul at the simple action, and then she explained it. Relief washed over him she didn't want to be rid of him. He nodded softly and then slowly began to move his hips back and forth.*

Are you still mine, Sylvieanne Rose?

*it was a simple question with a complex answer.*
 
His scent hit her like a fist sending her body spiraling with need...her mate was home! Thankful she was already prepared for him she quickly made her way to the cell wearing her short white dress that hugged her curves barely covering her ass. The thigh high white fishnets attached to her garter and only a small lacey pair of panties covering her aching folds that were already damp with desire. Knee high white leather boots completed her outfit. Turning round the corner and entering the room and seeing him waiting she smiled seductively, walking up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck kissing him long and deep with a soft moan escaping. No words needed at that moment only the touch she'd been longing for.
 
Once she entered the room I welcomed her embrace. Kissing her softly before taking her the way I desired. I sit in my huge chair in the cell as I look at her with a wanted lust in my heart and in my loins..." Are you wanting to serve your Master today my love..." I spoke in a deep raspy voice. " Or am I gonna have to take you..." Deep in my mind I knew that my mate would offer herself up willingly. As my cock thickened my eyes glazed over to a deep red. I could tell she was trying to peer into my mind but it did not take her psychic abilities to know what I wanted from her. I held out my hand and with a come hither motion of my finger I pointed to the padded stool in front of me. I ached to feel her lust envelop my body knowing that our desire would explode in mere moments.....
 
*Gives Freak a wave and a bright smile from her position on the bed, letting him know that she's happy to see him, althought preoccupied.*

*She noted the worry that flashed through his face at her gesture, and that too touched her heart. She reached a gentle hand up to cup his cheek, letting the newfound feelings she was untangling fill her deep emerald eyes. The glow of falling in love lent a breathtaking sparkle to her eyes, a beautiful soft smile on her face as she gently rocked her hips against his, keeping the movement slow and small*

"Are you still mine, Sylvieanne Rose?"

*She thought about the question for a moment* Yes......at least partially. Even without being your sub, you have laid claim to a part of my heart.....

*She trailed off as she looked about* I think perhaps this might be better carried out at your house, in that big comfy bed of yours. Can you teleport us home please? *It didn't even occure to sylvie that she'd called his "home" her own home too.*

 
The heat she felt from his body matched that of her own as she without thought leaned over her mate hooking her hand at the top of his shirt giving it a jerk watching the buttons fly as she bared his chest to her view. Licking down his neck, his chest and licking over his nipples sucking each one raking her teeth gently as her hand cupped his bulge rubbing it with a growl deep in her throat. Continuing her path she licked and nipped to the waistband of his jeans biting off the button and tugging the zipper with her teeth breathing in his aroused scent and looking up at him and smiling wickedly.

"Is this what your craving my Master?"
 
*He smiled at her answer. That had been a very good answer. It had told him a lot more than any other answer would have. She had said yes, and then she had elaborated, and the elaboration had filled him with a new found energy. He felt like he could jump up and fly away, or do something else that would have normally required more magical power than he normally used. Of course, after Mage realized that this really was a tender moment and really did deserve the privacy that was much more prominent in their home, he knew that he should move it there, and she had said the same thing. With this new found energy he felt like he could do anything though, and with his small desire to impress her, he snapped his fingers again. It wouldn't be right to compete with Dee and Freak's fun was the othe reason, but he decided to move Sylvie and himself into their home and allow their scene to continue as if nothing had happened right there. He'd definitely have to bring the couch that became a bed back eventually, but at the moment he was sure that no one would miss it.*
 
With a deep feral growl as he fangs dug in to my chest. My cold skin starting warm from her breath my head fell back as a gush of air exited my lungs. Her nimble fingers tugging at my waist band as the warmpth of her breath cascaded over my covered hardness. " Yes I growled Yes..... It has missed your lips take it....Take my blood from it I crave to feel your mouth work over me." I looked at her as I got harder and harder such a turn on to see a strong willed woman bend to will to serve her master. But in the back of my mind I knew that she would most definatly get a reward for serving me well as my mouth started to water as her arousal filled my nose I craved the taste. I knew very soon she would be naked and bound so I could feed from her flower tasting her nectar before my hard cock took it place thrusting violently into her.
 
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