The New Power

Crystal was being a little more hesitant than he would have liked, but Matt decided to indulge her. “I live in a penthouse apartment in a nearby city. Living with my family I got used to a very comfortable lifestyle, but I still try to keep my home subtle. It has a nice view of the city, I have a small library full of books both about magic and just some classic literature, and I always have my privacy. The only problem is it can get a little lonely there for me sometimes.”

His last statement was a little more honest than he’d intended. With anyone else he would have been much more on his guard, but something about Crystal made him open up more than he meant.

The warlock was really enjoying his meal. Crystal was a good cook. Cooking and art were two things he’d found played a surprisingly important role in magic. Apart from everything he could take from her, his hostess could become a powerful caster in her own right. As long as he was careful that could be a powerful advantage he hadn’t expected.
 
Crystal was thinking it over of what he said. "Well... maybe i should..." Looking around she saw her clay and some yarn she had not touched for a long while. "I could come up with something new to sell... Or get new creative ideas..."

She was glad to hear that he lived in a small place. Staying at a place bigger then her home would feel too much. She finished her food and let her cat lick the plates. Crystal went to her room and began to pack. She made sure to grab an empty diary in case she has more "stories" to write.

When done she made sure to grab some arts crafts so she could still works on things to sell. Looking back at her cat she felt bad for a moment for leaving him home alone but was very unsure if he could come. She glanced at Matt and was more then confused on how to ask or to even bother?
 
When Crystal went to her room to start packing Mathias drew a leather pouch out of his pocket. He usually used it as a quick escape, but transporting more should just require a little more precision. The warlock began pouring a thin line of what looked like black soot onto the floor forming a circle.

Crystal came back into the living room with her things and set them inside the circle at his direction, but then she hesitated looking at Garfield. Matt went over picked up the cat, who was unhappy, but seemed willing to put up with it, and handed it to Crystal.

“I insist we bring him. Hold onto him tight though, if he gets away from us before we get there I’ll have a hell of a time finding him. Powdered shadow is best for individual travel, but it’s faster and safer than anything else I could do from here.” He guided her to the center of the circle and stood behind her. Wrapping his arms around Crystal, Matt held her close. His eyes glowed for a moment and the room began to darken. All of the lights went out and the light from outside faded. He was doing it slowly to make sure she stayed safe. Soon, he couldn’t even see Crystal just in front of him, only feel her. The world rushed around them and wind seemed to whip past them, but they couldn’t see any of it.

With a dark flash and a jolt they arrived. Crystal’s bags landed on his coffee table knocking a decorative vase to the floor breaking it. Otherwise they arrived safely. The cat leapt out of Crystal’s arms and darted under the couch.

“Welcome home.”
 
Crystal stood there stunned then slowly looked around. "Ok... that... was different.." She smiled at her cat but when she turned to see the broken vase she looked around to see what was around her and spotted a trash can. With out saying anything she went through one of her bags and made a copy if what the vase might had looked like in a sketch book.

She through away the broken pieces and started to make the same vase from her clay. When she was done she cooked it and when it was finished she put the new vase where the broken one was. As Crystal looked at it she was smiling, she felt Matt beside her and turned to look at him. When Crystal looked up at him she realized what she had done and remembered she wasn't in her own home.

She looked away and turned her back to him and wasn't sure on what to think. "I'm so sorry.. I just... If there's something i broke or something of me i... I'm sorry i did that with out asking...."
 
“Welcome home.” And make herself at home she did. Crystal almost immediately pulled out a sketch book and drew what the vase would have looked like whole. Once finished with her drawing she began setting up what she needed to recreate it. Mathias stood back in fascination. The process seemed nearly instinctive for her. Her magic would be much the same way.

Once she began to work Mathias went to his library and selected three tomes and brought them into his living room. While she worked he studied. As she set her kiln up he delved into the books looking for what he might have found. And find her he did.

If he was interpreting the text correctly she was something that hadn’t been seen since man was new in the world. She was a muse of sorts. The book described a creature of incredible power, power that only grew when lent to another, a lover of art and creativity. The text told him little of use, but at least he knew what he’d found in her, now.

Matt looked up from his text to see Crystal placing her finished vase on his table, just where the old one had been. It was identical, a perfect copy. “Crystal,” he began slowly, “what you broke had been an antique and difficult to procure, but this. It’s a perfect copy in every way, to a degree that the most experienced collector couldn’t tell the difference. I think you’ve been tapping into your power for a long time through your art, but now that its free, you’re free, you can truly master it.” The excitement and pride was clear in Matt’s voice.

“You are amazing Crystal.”
 
Crystal looked right at him and her soul was filled with pride for what she's done. If what he said was true of her using her powers then most likely she had been using them ever sense she was a small child.

She had been recreating things for top artist for years. Things that have been cracked or broken, they would call on her every time. "Thank you... I do things like that all the time... I dont know how i do it but if i see it and pick up even a small broken part of something its like... I can see it or how it was in my mind..."

Crystal was smiling up at him. Garfield hops onto the table and purrs loudly as if giving her praise as well. She gathers her things and begins to clean her tools and put things away. As she wash's the tools Crystal's ears droop just abit before she speaks. "What... What am i...? Is there a way you can hunt down who that man was that keeps coming after me...?"
 
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“I think I found that just now,” he told her. Turning the book so she could see it Matt showed her a sketch of a woman with cat ears just like hers playing a harp. The text was all in archaic Latin and would be hard to understand for her even if she knew the language.

“You’re a powerful kind of muse, a kind that hasn’t existed since ancient times. You are very special, unique, and I will never let anyone harm you. I don’t know how to track the one attacking you though. He should a much harder time getting to you from here though, my home is very well protected from all kinds of attacks. I it hard to find someone through dreams, but I will find a way.”

Matt leaned in and kissed Crystal gently on the lips. He would never let anyone else have her. She belonged to him.
 
She melted from that kiss. Crystal leaned in and pressed herself to his body fully with out knowing and also gripped his shoulders with her small hands. Her body felt very warm and spine started to tingle from it as well. Crystal closed her eyes and got lost in the feeling that was gripping at her.

She didnt know how or when but when she opened her eyes, she found herself under Matt laying on his couch. She didnt know who started but her stumic started to growl and rumble. "May.. Maybe we should.. eat.. where.. am i staying and.. going to put my things...?
 
Matt didn’t pull away, instead running his hand through her silver hair. He glanced up towards his bedroom. “The master bedroom is in there. You’ll sleep in there with me.” He kissed her again letting his lips linger longer this time. “You’re right though, we should eat.” As he moved away from her he grazed her cat ear knowing it had been a sensitive spot for her.

Mathias stood in the doorway to the kitchen. “I have a little of everything. I’m sure I have something to satisfy your hunger. Something in particular you would like?”
 
Crystal shivered from that graze. Her body shook as she watched him walk away. Standing up to find her ground she walked over to find he had some tools to make sushi with. She had tried once before but failed. "Maybe.. some sushi with... udon noodles..?"

The cat ears glided down for she didn't want to cause him any trouble. "If that's ok..? If you dont feel like it you dont hhave to..."
 
“Such fine taste,” Mathias remarked. “I would be happy to make us some sushi. When we’re done though, I have things to teach you. Magic and more.”

Sushi was something he’d grown to love, but Matt didn’t always eat when the rest of the world was awake. His interests kept him up at all hours, so when he craved something special, the warlock often needed to make it himself. As he began the prep he invited Crystal to help in some of the simpler steps. Together they finished things quickly. He put everything on one large plate and set it on his humble kitchen table. He poured a little bit of sake for each of them and scooted two chairs together so they could eat side by side.
 
As she finished eating and was now happily full, Crystal took a better look around his place and could see the room that was filled with the books he had said from before. "How are you going to teach me... and.. what kind of magic?"

She had seen plenty of movies but never really thought how it was truly used or how it worked. She helped clean up the dish's then had snagged a cup of coffee that he had made. Settling down in a large chair, Crystal picked up a small book & started to read the odd text. "Whats in this book...?"
 
“It has incantations for summoning creatures from beyond our world. I will teach you to read all of the old languages if you want to learn.” He sat next to Crystal on the couch. “You won’t need spells to do most basic things though. Your power is natural while mine … I’ve had to bargain for mine.” Mathias paused for a moment not wanting to tell her the prices he’d paid or to whom.

Placing an arm around Crystal he pointed to an unlit candle in its holder on the mantle. “Before flowers poured from your fingertips. The magic in you wants to be used, but controlling it will be difficult.” With some waves of his hands the lights in the penthouse apartment went out and the beautiful view was blocked by curtains that drew themselves.

“Concentrate on the candle. Focus on the light that will be there. See that tiny lick of flame. See it in your mind and will it to happen.” He’d seen her tap into her powers in many ways already, but the question was how much control she had over it.
 
Crystal felt like melting when Matt was so close to her there in the dark. She consitrated on the candle and next thing she know it was lit up by a small purple flame. But slowly the flame became very tall and she couldn't look away from it and her body shook.

"Matt.. would this be a bad time to say that I'm bit of a pyro..?" The flame kept on growing more bright and bigger till the small flame looked to fire & eat up the items around it. Crystal finallly became too frighten of what she's done that she shuts her eyes tightly and presses her face to Matt's chest as her fibger gripped to his shirt.

In a small voice she speek with qwivering. "I'm soo sorry.. I didn't meen to.. I.. I'm sorry". She held onto him as her body shook and felt as might go up in flames and began feeling sick all over again but at least the evil shadow that came after her wasn't cosing her pain.
 
He didn’t expect her to be able to control it. Most just learning magic had the problem and not being able to harness any power. Crystal had everything she needed, but on her own it would be next to impossible to keep it under control. The scorch marks on the ceiling were proof of that.

“You’re just learning. It can be very hard to control this kind of primal power. Let me try something to help.” Matt placed one hand on her stomach and held her hand with the other. Slowly he tapped into the magic that slept deep inside of her and began drawing it into himself. Mathias could feel his body growing hot, but it felt incredible. His vision sharpened, his mind seemed to clear, and he felt like a new world had opened to him with the strength he was drawing from her now.

“Try again, Crystal. Focus.” She still had so much magic welling up inside of her, but now he was providing another outlet besides the simple flame he was asking her to make.
 
She placed her hand over his and felt very warm. She had warm and happy thoughts that ran through her for what ever he was doing. Crystal was hesitant at first but had hope and peace inside that made her want to try again.

She. Looked at the candle and felt small spark float in air to light it perfectly. The thought of the small flowers came to mind and to the fireplace was filled and over grew strans of them over the floor. Crystal smiled to herself and was in deep glee and aww of what she was capable of.

"Thank you so much. I can't beleave what I..." she moved her head to look up at him as she was smile widely. "Thank you Matt." She wanted to do more and had so many thoughts running through her head that she wished to do but she was feeling weak and tired that Crystal layed her head onto his chest.
 
Matt felt a rush from her power, but when she stopped he stopped draining her. It would be too easy to draw too much and hurt her or himself.

“That was wonderful Crystal. I know it can be exhausting curbing that much power even with me to help you, but we will practice every night. This is just the beginning.” He knew she was tired, but he hoped she wasn’t too tired. With his body and mind full of her power there would be no way for him to sleep tonight.

“Crystal, do you remember I said there were other things I wanted to teach you about tonight too?” Gently and protectively he ran his hand along that beautiful silver hair. “I can’t get the night of passion we shared last night out of my mind. It left me wanting more. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but … will you let me teach you about passion as well as magic?” He had her power, but he wanted more of her. He wanted this muse to be his unequivocally and she would be.
 
Crystal felt little tired and weak but her body was warming up & tingling at the memories Matt was talking about. "I... wish to learn all that there is. Whatever there is I want too know." She wasn't sure what she was fully getting herself into but she would not shy away.

She curld close, laying her head onto his shoulder and her legs over his. When her stroked her hair her spine would tingle & ears would twitch. She felt Matt's hand brush her ears she melted. Crystal kissed him as her arms curl around his neck.
 
As they kissed Matt played with her ears knowing it made her putty in his hands. Placing his hand on her chest the mage push her away. He could let the lust build and build, but she didn’t know what to do with it and she’d already shown how eager she was for more.

Silently, he took his hand away and undid his robe. Pushing it off, he then stripped quickly out of his underwear as well. He’d been naked last night with her, but he knew she had no experience outside of that and he wanted her to explore a little. His cock stood erect at eight inches and a little bit of precum glistened at its tip.

“Touch it, Crystal. See what it feels like. Ask me anything you want.” He wanted to make her a private sex slave on top of everything else, but from her reaction the other night he wanted to take it slow.
 
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Crystal wasnt sure on what to think when her mind went blank from the feel on her ears. All she could do was look over Matt from head to toe. She walk up closer and gently touched the head of his erection with her finger tips.

Her other hand laid onto his chest as all she could do was stare. "Im.. not sure on what to do... Whats.. that white stuff on the tip..?" Her head tilted to the side as she stared at the white pre. Her tongue slowly darts and licks her lips as her strong scenes could smell the saltiness.
 
Her gentle touch made him want to just throw her down and take her. He shuddered as her tongue touched him so briefly. If he didn’t know better he would have accused her of feigning ignorance and just teasing him.

He took her hand in his and wrapped her fingers around his hard length. “You want to rub like you’re giving me massage, firm, but gentle. That little bit of white was my seed, my cum. You knew to taste it. Lick me. Suck me. Trust your instincts my girl, I will guide you the rest of the way.”

To encourage her he went back to gently rubbing her cute little cat ears. Mathias had a feeling she would be begging for him to fuck her by the end of the night.
 
She wasn't sure what she was doing but she let herself go when Matt massaged her ears more her thoughts scattered. she gently wrapped her fingers around his hard cock and began to stroke it slow, letting her fingers feel the steel that was hiding under the soft smooth skin.

She was sure that there was more to what it seemed but she wasn't sure of what her thinking was anymore. her skin was feeling on fire as it did the night before. She gradually went down onto her knees with out any thought of it and started to slowly lick the staff and the large ball that was the head.

As more of the white salty cum spilled out the more she licked it up and swallowed it. She felt wrong in a way but didn't understand why she couldn't stop herself ether. Felt wrong but right at the same time, all Crystal wanted to do was lick and drink every last drop Matt's cock had to offer.
 
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Mathias groaned as he watched the innocent young woman eagerly stroke and lick him. She would have been a perfect picture of innocence had she not been lapping up the precum that leaked from the tip of his thick cock. He loved corrupting her like this.

“You feel so good, Crystal,” he praised her, his voice turning to a low moan as her tongue caressed him. Her hot touch felt incredible, but he still wanted more. Gently guiding her head with his hand, Matt moved her lips to rest on the head of his hot member. She looked up at him obviously just wanting to know what he wanted. She would do anything he wanted her to.

“Suck, my beautiful muse. Wrap those wonderful lips around my cock. Bob up and down on my length until you force me to cum.” His words dripped with carnal lust.
 
Crystal wraps her lips around Matt's large member and starts to lick slowly. She uses her tongue to feel the smooth skin over the hard steel. Moves her hand and strokes his cock slow as well letting her fingers feel every inch, vain and curve.

Crystal closed her eyes as he kept massaging her ears and her mind faded away with the soft gentle suckling. She thought for a moment he had trusted but instead she was moving her head forward and back over and over. Letting her slick tongue glide for the ride.
 
With how little experience she had up to this point Matt had expected her to be timid, nervous, and in need of guidance. How wrong he had been. Crystal was already eagerly licking and sucking and it felt amazing. She seemed to have a natural feel for what would send a shudder of ecstasy running through him and force him to let out pleasure filled moans.

The warlock kept one hand rubbing and playing with her ears, but otherwise fell back and let himself be enveloped by the lust and haze of pleasure. He could feel the sexual pleasure building towards that blissful crescendo.

“I’m so close,” he moaned, “Drink every drop of me down you seductive muse.” His body seized and it felt like a wonderful explosion inside of him. Thick white cum began to fill his muse’s hot mouth. No other woman would ever do again. He needed her.
 
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