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Coalescence of the Spheres (commanderSphepard x Leahrose1111)

"How would you know I could help you?" Shae was still on edge, ready to escape him if she needed. Her eyes darted over him, memorizing his shape, his eyes, his movements. Her womanhood ached still from unfinished business, and looking at him did not help.
 
"Because I have been watching you for longer than just today, Shae." His voice rumbled when he spoke, the words drawn out. "I needed to know with certainty that your magic was the key before I felt it was safe to reveal myself."
 
"That's not creepy or anything," she said under her breath. She shifted uncomfortably from behind the couch. She looked him over from head to toe slowly, attempting to look through his clothing for any hidden weapons or things that may harm her. His power and energy was almost nauseating to her because of its strength.
 
"I will not apologize for the intrusion," he said, apparently having heard her. "Not when the fate of my world could be in the balance."

He had no weapons on him, he didn't need them with his powers. So he kept his hands visible for her, black leather gloves covering them.
 
She crept slowly along the edge of the couch, coming out to the arm. Just as his were, her movements were slow and controlled. "There are thousands of families and worlds with magic to use. Why mine?"
 
Jaelen shrugged, a gesture so casual that it seemed very out of place for him based on how he had acted thus far. "I do not know. Magic is unpredictable. For all my searching, yours is the most compatible."
 
Shae walked further out and around the couch. She took several steps toward him, her bare feet silent on the floor. She did not take her eyes off of him. A small sphere of swirling fire began to form in the fireplace. "You're not taking my magic," she said. Her voice was soft and smoothe.
 
"I never said I would take it from you," he told her. "Only you can wield it. You will have to save my world yourself. I have been watching you, I know you have a kind soul. You would not abandon so many to their deaths."
 
"What is my reward for helping you?" The fire ball continued to spin, and now it was sparking some, as if it were filled with firecrackers.
 
Jaelen quirked a dark eyebrow at her. "Seeing other worlds. Saving thousands of lives. And becoming more powerful than you can possibly imagine."

He would control that power, of course. She would have no idea until it was too late for her, but in the meantime it would indeed feel like she was constantly growing in her capabilities.
 
"He's going to take me whether I agree to help him or not," she thought to herself. "Why would he make me more powerful? I am fine with the power I have, I don't need it stronger." Her mind shuffled through a multitude of questions silently. Something inside Shae triggered her flight response, and with a flash and a crackle, both she and the fireball dissolved into a cloud of ash.
 
"I would have thought you learned from the last time, your magic will not hide yourself from me. I can sense where you are as if I can see you there." Jaelen moved his hand in the somatic gestures to dismiss the camouflaging spell like he did before, making Shae visible once more.

This time, however, he reacted to the rejection. He crossed the room towards her, grabbing her around the throat with one gloved hand. His fingers easily wrapped around her slender neck, lifting her slightly onto her toes. "Stop playing games."
 
A wave of terror crossed her face as she gasped in fear. She held his gaze, instinctively raising both her hands in surrender. She was so stunned she couldn't speak. Much to her dismay, she also couldn't help that she was somewhat turned on from his aggression. Waves of ache rushed through her womanhood with every breath she took. His scent was overwhelming, and she could only imagine his physique just from the feel of his hand around her throat.

No one had ever touched her in such a way. She knew he wouldn't kill her. She was too valuable to him if he needed what he said he did. She closed her eyes briefly, changing her food-stained gown to a similar clean one. Why this came to mind she didn't know, but it did. She once again held his gaze, and waited for him to respond to her.
 
Jaelen saw the fear in her eyes, and it sent a wave of satisfaction through him. The corner of his mouth twitched up in the hint of a smirk. He looked her over now that he was close to her, and was surprised to find she smelled of woodsmoke and the forest. He wasn't sure what he smelled like, probably the parchment of old books as he poured over spell tomes.

When she closed her eyes, something about her changed. He almost didn't catch it, and he frowned. What had she done? Then he realized it was her dress, the fabric around her shoulders had shifted slightly.

He tightened his grip on her throat. Not cutting off her airflow, but definitely applying pressure. "Just leave it off," he said in a low tone.
 
"You'll have to remove it yourself" echoed through her mind and nearly escaped her lips. She was lucky to have stopped herself as she dare not be cheeky with him in her delicate position. She swallowed hard under his hand, and blinked slowly, once....then twice. The sheer fabric faded away, leaving her ivory skin, full hips, ample breasts, and her naked womanhood exposed for him. Her nipples were taut and presented themselves to him without ask. She trembled slightly at the knees and shoulders, and her bottom lip quivered with fear and desire. She carefully and slowly lowered her hands down to her sides from their "surrender" position as to not startle him.
 
If Jaelen found her attractive, he didn't show it. He didn't even look her over. Then again, he had said he had been watching her for days.

"Now," he said, without letting go of her neck. "You will finish what you started before I arrived, so I may observe your magic first hand."
 
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