The Arcanist (Me and SHARPii)

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about me. You have magic..." She paused and let out a small moan, swallowing hard. "...hands. It's an unfair advantage, whether my hand is involved or not..." She murmured, letting out a soft gasp as his finger entwined with hers slipped in. She tilted her head to side as he kissed her neck. Sure, she was a tease but he was an even bigger tease for doing this to her.

"I thought a lot of women would like a guy with magic hands, in either sense of the term." I said before going back to her neck. I shifted so that I lay next to her, sliding one hand around her back to gently massage the breast on the far side of her as I guided her finger to her g-spot. I also moved her thumb to her clit; leaving that entirely to her ministrations.

"Oh trust...me..." She moaned, tilting her head back a bit. "We do." She said softly, arching her back a bit when he guided their fingers to her g-spot. Oh it was too good and she never thought this with her own finger could be so fun and good. "But...they can drive a girl nuts..." She whispered, looking to the side at him.

"Well we won't have to worry then; you're already a little nuts." I joked before kissing her. I trailed my lips down her cheek, her neck and slowly down to her breast, where I lightly kissed around - but not actually touching - the nipple. I loved the way she was responding to all this; her back arching, those moans and way her pussy squeezed and rippled around our fingers.

"A little?" It was practically an insult if he didn't give her full credit on being nuts and a total weirdo. Little was an understatement. She was insanely cookoo and crazy and he knew it. I stopped him. All must stop until he clarified that she was in fact, crazy and insane, psycho even and only then would he get to tease her. She moved their fingers out of her and moved away from his grasp, laying on her stomach and looking over to him.

I laughed at how she acted after I said she was a little crazy. I still had trouble getting used to her 'crazy-and-proud-of-it' thing. "Okay; completely crazy," I said as I lay on my own stomach facing her. "But that's one of the reasons I love you so much." Just because I can't get used to someone's mentality, doesn't mean I don't like it.

Llew looked at him and when he finally confessed it, she giggled and leaned in, kissing him gently. "Thank you." She said proudly, holding her chin up high. Leaning into him, she pressed her forehead to his. "I love you too, oh so much. I love everything about you." She said gently, kissing his cheek and then turning onto her back, putting her hands at the back of her head and looked at him.

((OOC: Sorry for taking so long to post; monster case of writer's block. I was gonna PM you tonight if I still couldn't think of anything.))

"Even how I almost blew myself up last week?" I joked. I'd been working on a rod to channel energy for evocation spells; make them easier to use. Made me very glad I had a containment circle down in the lab or we'd be back at my parents' place.

I moved to lie over her and kissed her deeply, my manhood resting on her stomach while I considered whether to continue teasing her like before, or just move onto the main event.

[no worries.]

She laughed a little bit. "Yes. Because knowing you, you'd learn from it and get better and make sure it didn't happen again. I don't exactly want to move back home and I'm sure you don't want to go back with your parents." Because if they had to move back into their parents' houses, then they wouldn't get to play hooky and then they wouldn't get to do this all day and night long.

Her arms moved around his neck, her fingers trailing into his hair lightly and she kissed him back deeply. Her leg ran up the side of his lightly, her eyes closed and she kissed him kind of sensually and slowly, poking her tongue into his mouth even so lightly.

I had to agree with here there; although if we both lived with my parents we could still do this, though I doubt I'd want to. Seriously; having parents who are that cool with their kid having sex is just weird. Plus Dad'd wrangle me into helping him in his lab again and he has more accidents then me. The only reason he's clean-shaven is because all the stubble just gets burnt off, I'm amazed he still has eyebrows.

I lightly flicked my tongue over hers when it entered my mouth. Shifting my weight a bit, I lowered one hand to her raised leg, stroking the thigh and her butt. I moved my body down a bit, not enough to break our kiss, but enough to tease her folds with the head of my shaft. I wasn't planning on sliding into her just yet; wanting to tease her a bit more.

There was something really hot and sexy about living together and having the luxury of making love now, when they wanted and not having to worry about parents walking in or anything awkward. Being with him, all day and night in bed for the next few days was exactly what her latest fantasy was. Besides, when your boyfriend takes a sort of potion that makes him sterile for a while, you'd have to be an idiot to not take advantage of that.

Her fingers brushed through his hair sensually, her tongue rubbing light over his. A gasp came from her, causing her to break their kiss as she felt him pressed against her. Her hips pushed up against his, swallowing hard, closing her eyes. Slowly opening them again, she leaned up and kissed him the same away again, making a small happy warm and satisfying moaning noise; but it was more out of satisfaction rather than just straight erotic pleasure.

This had to be the best place in the world; in bed with the woman I love, no-one to interrupt us and - best of all - air conditioned (what? Just because I'm from Australia doesn't mean I like warm weather). Of course; that last part also meant we wouldn't have to worry about it being too hot for sex.

As her hips moved, I made sure to keep from entering her just yet and returned her kiss. I started to lightly push into her, but I made sure not to actually enter and my hand continued to stroke her thigh and ass.

As his hips moved, she could feel how much he was teasing her. Rubbing against her but not yet entering her. Oh it was safe to say that their sex life would never be boring; never. Soft moans came from her, muffling into their kiss, her leg teasingly rubbing along his leg and side. She wanted him and this teasing was driving her nuts. It's like she was getting a taste of what she wanted but couldn't get more.

I wanted our sex life to stay interesting for as long as I could. Sure, we have a bit more help in that department than most couples thanks to magic. I wasn't sure what her opinion of a threesome was, but I figured I could re-purpose a duplication spell I'd been working on to help me train my swordsmanship if she was curious.

Figuring I'd teased her enough, I started to push into her, groaning at the feel of her hot walls enveloping me and squeezing my shaft. I slowly slid into her until I felt the head bump against her cervix, before pulling out just as slowly, repeating this until we found a slow, steady rhythm, my lips never leaving hers.

Finally though, he moved into her, causing her body to just melt away from the pleasure. The way he moved it was so sensual, slow even but she could feel everything. He didn't have to pound her or go insanely fast. Just whatever he did rocked her world so completely. Her lips stayed to his in a heated kiss, her hands moving up into his hair as her hips slowly bucked into his. God he could have her anytime of the day; sideways, upsidedown, horizontal, zig-zag or even diagonal and she'll be the happiest and most satisfied--beyoned satisfied actually--girl in the world. He drove her insane. Lovely insane.

Using long, slow strokes, I thrust deep into her, angling myself so that I rubbed her clit with each in-stroke. It felt like her inner muscles were trying to pull me deeper and squeezing to try and keep me inside. I moved the arm that I'd been using to stroke her side back up beside her head so that my weight wasn't all on one arm and moved my lips to the side of her neck.

I wanted to keep this slow and loving, despite the temptation to speed up. There'd be time for a 'good, hard shag' (as one side-character in Blackadder so eloquently put it) later.

((OOC: Bump due to edited post.))

It was so sensual; so..what's the word? "Oh my god." It really was. It felt this amazing. Even just the gentlest and slow movement in her sent pleasurable jolts and surges through her. His touch along her sensitive skin made the hairs on her back or arms or anywhere on her body stand up. Made even goosebumps arise; sent shivers up her back. She tilted her head to the side as he kissed along it and her hips gently pushed up into his, feeling him deeper into her. Her arms moved around his back loosely and so snug, her nails pressing into his back for now.

The house could've caught fire at that moment and I wouldn't have noticed, I was so focussed on our love-making. Her neck muffled my moans as I kept kissing and nibbling at it. Each thrust was sending jolts of pleasure up my spine and I wasn't sure how much longer I could last. Wasn't sure how long we'd been at it either, I'd lost all sense of time. It was just a hunch, but I had the feeling that Llew was getting close as well judging by her nails pressing into my back. Either that or she just hadn't clipped them in a while.

Hell the entire house could have collapsed underground and while normal people would die from that, they probably wouldn't. In fact, it probably wouldn't even faze them and they'd just keep on at it with their love making; it'd probably get hotter, what with rubble and dirt all over their moistening, hot, writhing, bodies. Just thinking that in that very moment suddenly made it hotter and more intense for her. The things her mind was able to come up with and all to just get her further into the mood.

With each thrust, it felt like every jolt and spasm of pleasure was building up for something great; something that could make her toes curl, her mind whirl, her body swirl, and her heart twirl! She knew that she wouldn't be able to hold out any longer. It was so good that the more her mind thought of crazy scenarios and sexy situations with them going at it like possessed sex monkeys, sooner enough, she was almost screaming. The exact feeling of her toes curling, her mind whirling, her body swirling, and her heart twirling, pushed her over the edge and her body filled with incredible pleasure.

"God!" And it'd only keep getting better.

I couldn't hold back as she cried out in ecstasy, my thrusts becoming faster and more erratic as I came, my own voice still muffled by her neck. My mind was ablaze, I couldn't think straight for a moment and ended up slowly thrusting into her even after my orgasm had subsided (though my erection wouldn't go down for a while or for a few more orgasms, whichever came first... and I've really got to try and stop letting puns like that slip into this).

Once my mind sorted itself out, I sunk as deep into her as I could and kissed her gently. "Knowing you, you let your imagination run away with you near the end there, huh? Any interesting mental images?"

As she came down from her post-climactic high, she lay back, her arms loosening from around his back and then down above her head on the pillow. Every part of her body started to relax and she smiled gently, slowly moving her hand around his back and the other around the back of his head. She kissed him back lovingly, slowly pulling back, looking at him. She couldn't help but laugh. She debated in that moment whether or not to tell him about the strange yet totally kinky image of them. He'd get a crack out of it. Besides, his reaction would be so worth it.

"But of course." She grinned. "Somehow I thought of how even if the floor collapsed, or the ground the house was standing on collapsed, we'd still be going at it. Normally, people would die from such a collapse but I doubt we would. Nothing can kill the fiery sex passion." She grinned. "So the thought of being covered in dirt and rubble...it's like crazy animal sex." She giggled a bit, knowing either he'd be freaked out or hopefully share her humor and just laugh. How she hoped it was the latter.

I laughed at what she said. We probably would survive if that happened, most mages who specialise in evocation magic learn basic defensive spells to the point where they can use them instinctively. Someone tries to punch me, I reflexively form a field around myself to soften the blow. If I see or hear a gun, I create a barrier that turns a bullet's kinetic energy back on itself. If the house collapsed, I'd throw up a kinetic barrier to stop the debris and it'd be soft enough to cushion a fall. All I'd have to do then is blast a path out of the debris and we'd be in the clear. Doubt we'd be in any mood for sex if that did happen, but we'd certainly survive.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to the stuff you imagine. Although it'd be pretty boring if I did. Anyway, as much as I'd love to start another round, I'm sure you're starving as much as I am. I'll go down and fix us some breakfast, you just relax up here; you'll need the energy for later." I said that last bit with a wink and a kiss before climbing out of bed. I levitated a pair of pants over from the floor (didn't want to risk burning any sensitive body parts) and put them on as I went down the stairs (one more benefit of knowing how to levitate).

As I passed through the lounge room, I saw Bast lying on the couch watching some morning news program on TV. Like I said; he's as smart as your average human, he can work the TV remote. Hell, I once caught him sitting at my computer, wearing my headphones and listening to music. To this day, I have no idea how he put the headphones on, how he worked out my password and how he used the mouse to open Winamp. There weren't even any scratches from his claws to give me even a hint.

I also noticed that he had my mobile on the couch next to him. "Bast? Why do you have my phone?" He jerked his head towards the TV. They were covering some story about a trio of ritualistic murders that had occurred downtown over the past few weeks. Seems there'd been a fourth last night and the police were releasing sigils that had been drawn in the crime scenes. I didn't recognise anything specific, but it was definitely necromancy. "I see, you recognised it too and sent a text message to mum, right?" The homunculus nodded. "Nice work, if you were a real cat I'd give you a treat." He scratched his side with one of his hind legs. "Fine, I'll sort out that hip joint for you sometime on the weekend."

Wasn't long before I was headed up stairs with breakfast. Cheesy omelettes, a side of bacon and a cup of Italian Blend espresso for the both of us. That coffee machine mum got us is an absolute godsend, the coffee's a bit expensive though, but worth every cent. It's made back in Australia, but I've got a friend back there who can just teleport it to us. I had it on a couple of legged trays so that we wouldn't have to try and balance it all while still in bed and I'd levitated them so that I didn't risk spilling the coffee. "Hungry?" A stupid question to ask Llew, but what the hell?

His explanation for how a mage would survive was quite plausible so she didn't argue. She had to admit, he was quite the dream boat when he spoke so passionately about mages and being one himself. She couldn't help but simply stare so dreamily at him. She was so in love with him that even things that some people may find either boring or annoying or anything like that, she enjoyed it at all. She loved it, and everything else about him.

Nodding to him though, she watched as he left, laughing a bit. Sinking into the bed, she rolled over a little bit and then pulled the covers over her, laying on her stomach, just thinking. Her mind was actually reeling with plenty of things. All about them though. All good. After that intense passionate love making, all she could think about was them. That and what kind of food he'd be bringing up since she was starving. Her stomach growled a few times but she ignored it because she knew he would be up soon. The smell of food traveled into her nose and into her system, causing her stomach to growl more with the anticipation of waiting and knowing that at any moment, he'd bring the food in.

Then, Llew heard his voice. She smiled and sat up, keeping the blanket wrapped around her body as if it were a strapless dress and smiled at him, eagerly awaiting the food. She could smell it more clearly now. Letting out a small sigh, she closed her eyes. "Mm...Cheesy omelets, bacon, and..." She thought a moment, having difficult guessing the caffeine-age. "Some blend of espresso!" It was a gift. "You really have to ask?" She laughed a little bit, sitting up straight, showing her eagerness. "I'm starved!"

"Well then here you are, my dear." I said as I carefully levitated her tray over to her and set it down gently over her lap. I climbed back into bed myself and set my tray down before using a short-range teleport spell (which, so I've been told, works on some quantum physics principle or another) to remove my pants since I wouldn't be needing them anymore.

"Careful with the omelettes, they're still red-hot and it'll be tricky for either of us to enjoy kissing if you've got a burnt tongue."

((OOC: Smegging writer's block.))