Finadien
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Lamoran stood perfectly still. He wanted her to continue, to do thing to him, to take him and …
And he wanted to do things to her, his mind started to imagine taking the dress of her, slowly or fast, kissing her or grabbing her and pushing her on the bed. He gulped and felt his erection becoming stronger just to the point where it strained against his pants. Her mouth on his neck, her fingers teasing him some more and he didn’t know how much longer he could contain himself.
Then he realized that he was still able to think about Kaeely, her blond hair, her lithe figure, her smile when she could talk about elemental magic and his current condition made him want her too, kissing her, touching her, doing the things to her that Vyln was awakening in him. And he wanted Vyln to be there, showing them things, joining them, making them…
Her hands moved away, and she stepped back from him and he nearly stepped forward to get near her again, to feel her hands on him again but contained himself. He hadn’t felt her fingers on his brow or the fact that she had collected his sweat.
He looked at the table and back at her, his face dumbfounded what to do next. But he composed himself, walked to the table and put all the ingredients together. He swirled the glass vial a bit around and watched the strange colors rotate in it. There were flashes of pink, and he didn’t know if that was normal or an effect of the fae magic but couldn’t change anything anyway.
With a sheepish grin at Vyln, who again was lounging on the bed in a most inappropriate way, he put the vial to his mouth and gulped down the content.
“So, we will see if that will work.” With that he grabbed his robe and fled the room. As soon as he was in the fresh air again, he stopped and breathed deeply. What had he done? What kind of creature had he summoned? He took a moment to catch he breath and to give his body time to get rid of the bulge in his pants and then returned to his chamber.
It tool quite some time for him to finally fall asleep and his night was filled with very inappropriate dreams of him and Vyln and Kaeely and …
He awoke before the bell and used the time to wash him thoroughly with water from the magic bowl. It took some time to get dry again, but he felt refreshed and ready for the day and his first experimentation with the effects of the potion.
The first few hours of the day where routine with breakfast and some boring lessens but during the first break he searched out Kaeely, who was sitting on a bench and discussing something with another woman. He walked up to her and said:
“Hi Kaeely, I was wondering if you could help me with a new idea for a elemental spell. I would like to use the magic bowl in our rooms to get the water to fall on me and then vanish when it hits the ground.”
And he wanted to do things to her, his mind started to imagine taking the dress of her, slowly or fast, kissing her or grabbing her and pushing her on the bed. He gulped and felt his erection becoming stronger just to the point where it strained against his pants. Her mouth on his neck, her fingers teasing him some more and he didn’t know how much longer he could contain himself.
Then he realized that he was still able to think about Kaeely, her blond hair, her lithe figure, her smile when she could talk about elemental magic and his current condition made him want her too, kissing her, touching her, doing the things to her that Vyln was awakening in him. And he wanted Vyln to be there, showing them things, joining them, making them…
Her hands moved away, and she stepped back from him and he nearly stepped forward to get near her again, to feel her hands on him again but contained himself. He hadn’t felt her fingers on his brow or the fact that she had collected his sweat.
He looked at the table and back at her, his face dumbfounded what to do next. But he composed himself, walked to the table and put all the ingredients together. He swirled the glass vial a bit around and watched the strange colors rotate in it. There were flashes of pink, and he didn’t know if that was normal or an effect of the fae magic but couldn’t change anything anyway.
With a sheepish grin at Vyln, who again was lounging on the bed in a most inappropriate way, he put the vial to his mouth and gulped down the content.
“So, we will see if that will work.” With that he grabbed his robe and fled the room. As soon as he was in the fresh air again, he stopped and breathed deeply. What had he done? What kind of creature had he summoned? He took a moment to catch he breath and to give his body time to get rid of the bulge in his pants and then returned to his chamber.
It tool quite some time for him to finally fall asleep and his night was filled with very inappropriate dreams of him and Vyln and Kaeely and …
He awoke before the bell and used the time to wash him thoroughly with water from the magic bowl. It took some time to get dry again, but he felt refreshed and ready for the day and his first experimentation with the effects of the potion.
The first few hours of the day where routine with breakfast and some boring lessens but during the first break he searched out Kaeely, who was sitting on a bench and discussing something with another woman. He walked up to her and said:
“Hi Kaeely, I was wondering if you could help me with a new idea for a elemental spell. I would like to use the magic bowl in our rooms to get the water to fall on me and then vanish when it hits the ground.”
