John

[phedredelaunay]

Phedre liked Greg. He was a good doctor, and also when they were together he treated her well. Surprisingly sweet. He didn't exactly make her toes curl, but then, few people did. Especially without pain.

But also she was awfully interested in whoever he might bring in. Because it wasn't as if he had many friends, to her knowledge. She took John's hand and led him down a hallway and into a bedroom. A quite normal bedroom really, not one of her usuals with all the bondage gear. Instead it had an awfully plush bed. And a number of thins hidden away in drawers, of course.

"Will this do?" asked Phedre with a smiled, and drew a finger down his chest.

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[phedredelaunay]

Phedre gasped softly, with obvious pleasure at the sting of the symbols.

"You can draw blood," she said breathlessly. "But just know that should you do not heed my safe word you will live to regret it."

[petty_dabbler]

John considered that for a moment, then dragged his finger down her breastbone. Heat seared her flesh and blood welled up. He dragged his finger through it, and completed the symbol between her breasts.

John felt a rush of want, a hunger gnawing at him. He needed to touch her. He could tell just from her blood that he'd be able to raise untold power.

[phedredelaunay]

"Oh my god," gasped Phedre, feeling a jolt of pleasure from the cut and... well, there was something awfully hot about this.

Also Hannibal would probably not be happy if he knew she was allowing this. Magic was adding an entirely new dimension.

[petty_dabbler]

John dragged his finger through the blood and began to draw shapes on her skin. On each arm. On each breast.

And finally on her belly.

As he finished the final symbol, John reached between her legs to tease her clit. The first spark of pleasure made each symbol on her skin burn.

"Last chance to say no," John said.

The way he worked his fingers against her assured her answer would take a second.

[phedredelaunay]

Phedre made a small, breathy sound, and then gasped, "Oh fuck, please..." It felt so good, the burn, his fingers... She was dripping wet, and her breath coming fast.

[petty_dabbler]

John moved to sit up, crossing his legs. He tugged her to join him.

"Climb onto me...and hold on," he said, stroking himself to make certain he was rigid enough to fill her easily.

[phedredelaunay]

Phedre rose up and then sank down onto his cock with her arms draped over his neck. She groaned as she did.

[petty_dabbler]

With her arms around his neck, John took hold of her hip and planted his other hand on the bed for leverage.

He fucked her slowly, letting the power build, letting her skin scald. Heat built between them before John reached around and pressed his palm to the small of her back. Magic crackled like flame, coursing through her blood.

"Come for me, anguisette," he commanded.

[phedredelaunay]

Phedre didn't think she could have denied that command even if she'd wanted to. She cried out in pleasure as she came, nails digging into his back.

[petty_dabbler]

When she came, power exploded from them. For a moment they both burst into flame, then John came and the spell ebbed away.

In the end they were simply sweaty and spent and tangled with each other.

John kissed her slowly.

"Very good, love. Very good."

[phedredelaunay]

Phedre sighed into the kiss and stroked her hands over his back. "You weren't so bad yourself," she murmured.

This was... new. But it made her want more. Magic.

[petty_dabbler]

"That's going to keep me charged for weeks," John said, calm and sated.

"Would you be willing to do it again, Phedre? There's so much more I could show you..."

[phedredelaunay]

"Mmmmm," Phedre agreed, and pulled him down onto the bed so that they were laying down. "If you come to see me again, I might just clear my schedule."

[petty_dabbler]

"There are spells i've never tried. No one could withstand the pain but the most powerful wizards and...I don't know how many you know, but most wizards aren't people I want to do this with," he chuckled, resting beside her and caressing the shape of her.

"But I'd like to raise that power with you. If you're game."

[phedredelaunay]

"Yes," said Phedre immediately. She rested her head on the pillow, facing him. "Does it hurt you, too?"

[petty_dabbler]

"Not a bit, love. That's why we use a lover," he answered softly.

[phedredelaunay]

"Well aren't you lucky to have stumbled onto me," she said. "You ought to buy Greg a drink." She smiled. "Or you could just pay for his night with Alcuin. I do hope he's well pleased tonight, too."

[petty_dabbler]

John had entirely forgotten about Greg, who was simply going to have to fend for himself. John was exhausted.

He relaxed into the pillow and closed his eyes. He could feel the power coursing in him. He'd handle his next job easily with this sort of power.

"I'd rather save my coin for you," he said drowsily.

[phedredelaunay]

That made Phedre smile, and she relaxed against him and closed her eyes.