Blue's House (invites only)

[Bluemage]

*The house was a simple house. It was exactly what you would have expected of the blue mage. There were a handful of rooms, one of which had a workbench in it, but at the moment, Mage was only interested in one of the rooms. He carried his lovely Sylvie up into his bedroom, knowing that from there she would have all of the freedom to do whatever it was that she needed to do and more. He smiled softly as he looked about the room before letting his eyes rest back on Sylvie.

The bed was a nice four poster. Shackles which were connected to chains hung from the four corners, an obvious hint to the idea that this bed could very easily be used for playing. While that is true, he isn't sure that is actually his intent on this particular case. The walls of the room are painted a deep and dark blue, the floor is covered in a white carpet. There don't appear to be any windows, but the walls seem to blend seamlessly into the sky above. He smiles as he looks at Sylvie for one last long moment before placing her on the edge of the bed.

She had told him that she was willing to give him a gift. He had considered asking for toys that he could use upon her. He had considered simply asking her for pleasure, but in the end he knew that he could always come up with toys with which he could use to play with her, and he knew that all he needed to do was ask for it and she would give him whatever pleasure he wanted. This was something that he couldn't imagine coming up, and something that he wasn't sure that she would give him. He sat on the bed next to her and looked at her for a few moments, and then finally spoke*

Do what you need.

[Lady_of_Roses]

*As they entered the house Sylvie sat up in Mage's arms, looking about semi-curiously. Looking up at the ceiling as he set her down she made a mental note to ask Mage about the ceiling at a later time. Setting her tote bag down on the floor she let her attentions go where they were drawn- to the attractive well built man whom had just carried her into his home. She felt the bed dip as he took a seat beside her, looking at her. She tried to decipher the look on his face and failed. Once he spoke she found herself understanding a bit more. While he wanted this he was afraid of the pain. In response she could only give him a warm heart felt smile that lit her face like the sunrise.

For a switch Sylvie was to be the one in control. Leaning over towards him she pressed her lips to his in the gentlest of touches. "Please Mage, be at ease. I care for you....." Letting her words fade she decided to simply show him.

Standing up she reached up behind herself and unfastened the zipper of her dress, shimmying her body to let to pool at her waist. Brining her hands around front she ran them up her sides, gently hefting the weight of her shapely C-cup breasts. Catching Mage's eye she licked her lips, a slow langorous movement as her hands drifted down to push her skirt and petticoats to the floor. As she stepped out of the pool she slipped off her shoes, standing clad in only her black lacy boy shorts with the handcuff charm he'd enjoyed so. Making sure she had his attention she spun about, presenting him with her back. Slowly her hands caught the waistband and drew it down, teasingly revealing her firm heart shaped ass to his gaze, her tail curled up over her back. Her skin was tawny, a light very light golden honey color- smooth and almost begging to be touched. As her panties slid down she bent over to slip them past her knees, clearly presenting her body on a platter to Mage.*

[Bluemage]

*he could only smiled wider when she got up and presented him with a little strip show, not matter how brief it was. That was one of the other things that he had thought about asking for, after all, it wasn't every day he got to see a girl strip for him, especially one that was as luscious and lovely as the beautiful little Sylvie. He watched with eager anticipation as she bared herself to him. His eyes were burning with lust as they moved over her naked body, his lips curling into a slight smirk.*

You are perfect Sylvie...you keep giving me all of the things that I could have asked for.

*his warm chuckle came out again as his eyes continued to look over her. He was definitely going to enjoy absolutely every moment of this, he knew. He was already enjoying this. He wasn't sure how much she wanted him to do, how much she expected him to know, or how much their roles might change this evening. He made a soft motion with his fingers, trying to call her to him with just his fingers. He knew that at the very least this would tell him what role he was supposed to be in for this delicious evening of pleasure. His eyes watched hers carefully, making no attempt to hide the burning lust that had made a home in his, and hoping that he would find something similar in hers.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Turning back at his words she allowed her more cat-like nature to show as a low purr rumbled through her body in response to the praise, along with the faint tint of a blush*

"And you Mage, have given me....no ARE giving me so much more than you know"

Even as she tried to kindle a fire in him, so too did he do her. That chuckle sending her heart rate higher, she gasped softly at the heat in his eyes. The amount of desire she saw there surprised her, and titillated her at the same time. How could she resist a man this wonderful?

Her sharp eyes noted the beckoning motion, in response she laughed, a low throaty sound that mixed with her purr. Her eyes once more were in the curious half state of violet and purple, naked desire stamped clearly. " Oh no Mage, tonight is my gift to you. And, seeing as I've learned so well from you * her smile widened as her eyes took on a wicked gleam* If you have something you want, you should as for it."

Using her foot to sweep her clothes aside she ran her hands up from her thighs, the finger of one hand slipping just barely into her folds. Surprise chased across her fast as she found an unexpected dampness there. Sylvie continued to caress herself, hands spreading apart to her hips as they traced the hour glass line of her body from her curving hips, inward to the curve of her waist and gently rounded stomach, outwards to her ribs, tracing the gentle swelling outline of her breasts, continuing untill her arms were above her head. Stretching she let Mage see the power and strength in her body, lithe muscles shifting below the skin. Once more catching his eyes she began to roll her hips, gyrating them in a circle, letting the motion lead her to do a sensual, undulating movement that spun her in about, letting Mage eye her body from every angle. Once she was facing him again her hands lowered, one going protectively to her collar.

"As you can see I come to you wearing naught but the collar you gave me."

[Bluemage]

*his eyes watched her closely. She was teasing him...and he wasn't sure why. He looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly, for a moment imagining himself getting up and pushing her against a wall, or chaining her to his bed and then pounding her until her eyes rolled back into her head. He was sure that if she was using her empathic abilities on him to find out what parts of her dance he liked she would no doubt find out exactly what he wanted to do to her because of the teasing that she was doing. She had told him to ask nicely though. That was what she wanted this evening. She wanted to be a tease and to put him in the kind of position where he would have to ask nicely for everything that he wanted. Oh, she was going to get it later. It was possible that she wanted to switch their roles so that he would be in the position of submission while she was in the position of dominance. If that was the case she should have said something, as it was confusing him now.*

I believe I may be overdressed for this...can you help me with that, Sylvie?

*he chuckled a little bit as he imagined her getting close enough to help him with his clothes and then him taking advantage of her, and taking advantage of the closeness to give her the pounding that she deserved. He considered this for a moment and then considered the possibility that she might be physically stronger than him, and if they got into a tussle she might be the one that ended up coming out on top and he might end up being the one that was left chained to the bed and at her mercy...he had to admit, there was a certain appeal to that.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Indeed as his emotions rose Sylvie could tell that he wanted her, not this slow tease. But at the same time she was throughly enjoying this feeling of power...but seeing as she wore his collar she didn't want to push him too far. " I agree, way too many clothes."

*Reaching down she grabbed his hands and tugged him gently to his feet. Steping up close to him, toe to toe it highlighted the differences in their heights. Tilting her head back and twining her arms about his neck she rose on her toes to kiss him, slipping her tongue inside his mouth, coyly taunting him. As they kissed she rolled her body against him- letting him feel the warmth of her body through his clothing, she enjoyed the differing textures of his cool, smooth silk shirt in versus his slightly rough dress slacks. After a few long moments, just as things were starting to get *quite* heated Syvlie broke the kiss, pulling back to look into his eyes- making sure he could see that while she was appearing to please him- there could be no question that it was arousing her.

She had inteneded to kiss down his chin, down his neck to his collar and slowly unbutton his shirt. Instead she found herself hooking her fingers inside the slit of his shirt at the top, and tugging firmly in opposing directions. The buttons popped off and flew everywhere, Sylvie giggling at the soft "POP-pink!" noises they made as they bounced about. The sight of his bared chest brought out a growl her hands immediately going to his skin, her arms slipping about his waist as she hugged him hard, pressing her soft rounded breasts against the firmness of his chest and warmth of his skin before quickly tugging off his shirt. Stepping back her eyes unerringly going to his, the rising passion she felt echoing between them.

" I want those jeans off Mage, I need to feel all of your body against me. I could do it the long way....or the fun way..." With her final words she brought her hand up and as he watched her nails lengthened into a 2 inch curved claws. Internally bracing herself Sylvie knew she was taking a chance here, letting Mage see so much of herself, but if he wanted to be marked it was something he needed to be able to accept*

[Bluemage]

*He enjoyed the feel of her tongue as it invaded his mouth. His tongue had tried desperately to do some form of battle with hers, but she hadn't kept the kiss going nearly long enough for him to get any real advantage. He sighed softly when she broke the kiss and his lips felt a bit cold with the cool air playing over them instead of her warm lips. He looked at her for a few long moments and then suddenly she had pulled the sides of his shirt apart, causing the buttons that had been holding them together to pop off and fly about the room. This didn't seem to trouble her, or in any way dissuade her from continuing. Instead she pulled herself closer, pressing her soft body against his hard one. He smiled softly as he looked into her eyes, enjoying the feel of her soft warm body pressed directly to his. He longer to feel more of her this way, and he was definitely enjoying the way she seemed to be more empowered.

When she showed him his claws and suggested a fun way of removing his jeans he chuckled a little bit. The claws didn't shock him in the least. They had already covered that she had a shape shifting ability, and that there were numerous animals that she could change into. The ability to have her nails lengthen into claws was hardly a surprise. The fact that she planned on using those claws on him was a bit frightening, but nothing that he couldn't handle. He smiled softly at her and nodded.*

The fun way does sound pretty fun.

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Her heart warmed that he could accept so much of her, and moreover even, when given a choice allowed her to be herself. Purring loudly she dropped straight down to her knees in front of him. She could tell he was a bit afraid of her claws, but Sylvie knew she was skilled enough to do this. In order to distract him she leaned forward, pressing soft kisses to the bulge in the front of his jeans. Her kisses were open mouthed, so that as she exhailed his manhood was bathed in the heat of her breath. Tormenting him further she tilted her head and took him into her mouth through the farbric, massaging him with her mouth. Meanwhile she'd manifested the other set of claws. Her hands rubbed up his legs, back behind to grope him with both hands. Bringing them up to his waistband she carefully hooked her claws into it on either side of his hips. Angling her curved claws outwards she ensured that if any part of her did happen to touch him it wouldn't be the sharp points. Pulling out and away rapidly the sound of jean being violently rent shattered the relative silence they'd shared. As her claws shreaded the fabric it fell away, leaving him exposed to her.

The moment his cock was bared to the air Sylvie had captured it with her mouth. The first time he slid home between her lips Sylvie moaned, loud and long , hoping the sound would vibrate through his body as his chuckle did to her. Knowing she'd teased him enough she sucked hard and strong, bobbing her head along his length at a decent pace, her tongue kept flush with the underside of his dick, pinning him inside her mouth. Once she'd started moaning she couldn't stop, she need him badly and wanted him to know it.

As her claws disappeared she brought her hands into play, once scooping up his ass to hold him close and the other to cup and caress his sack. Both hands massaged him, her ears twitched and swivled, keying themselves to the sounds of his pleasure. Doing her best to drive Mage crazy she did all she could think of. Gently she ran her regular nails down his ass, the hand cupping his balls rolled them, tugging softly. Getting desperate for him she clenched her thighs together, feeling her now slick folds slide together. Then she got a wicked little idea. Her tail had been waiving in the air, behind her head, now she brought it between her legs as she spread her thighs. So close she lashed her clit with her own tail, sucking madly on his cock the entire time, her cries muffled by his meat. Pulling off with an audible pop she looked up at him from her knees, her breasts thrust out invitingly ahead of her, the hand that had been playing with his balls went to jerk his shaft.*

"Mage- look how hot you get me! I'm supposed to be pleasing you, and instead you get me so hot I end- up using my own tail to try and cum. Please, help me, they're so much better when you cause them!"

[Bluemage]

*When she had traced her claws through his pants, tearing them open and letting the shreds of fabric he had felt a brief sensation of the cool air of the room over his skin. He had known that she was going to do this. He had known exactly how she was going to deal with his pants, and had known the moment she had suggested it that neither of them would have settled for anything less. Still he felt shivers and shocks of excitement jolt up and down his spine and through his body as she did this. She could have torn him apart with claws like that, but she was so careful, so gentle not to hurt him with them...not to mention the primal excitement that came out of her deciding to tear open his pants leaving them in shreds instead of dealing with them like a normal level headed person.

He had moaned almost immediately when the girl had dropped her head forward and started to suck on his length with what almost seemed like a reckless abandon. He groaned again when her nails raked down over his behind. His hips twitched forward against her rapidly moving lips and face. She was amazing at this, and he was actually a bit surprised since this was the other thing that he had considered asking for when she had told him that she wanted to give him a gift. From what he remembered of their first time, she loved doing this. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that with her empathic abilities she could enjoy the sensations as well, or if it was just the fact that she really really loved sucking cock. In either case, he filed away the fact that she was most definitely enjoying this, and that her fingers were working over him and desperately trying to pull him in further. He was all too willing to comply with that request.

When she had pulled away from him for a moment so that she could speak to him, her voice a husky and ragged whisper, he looked down at her. She was close and she wanted him to bring her over the top. He brought his hands down, slipping them under her armpits and lifting the girl up to her feet. He smiled as he looked into her eyes, his fingers sliding around her body, cupping over her perfect, heart-shaped ass. His voice came soft, but still had the commanding tone.*

Use your empath abilities to feel what I feel.

*And then with it said and out in the open he pulled her hips forward, pushing deep inside of her sex with a single thrust.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Mage's heat filled look took her breath away, echoing the heat in her own. His look was so scorching that she felt her clit throb in response, she tightened her thighs together more, letting her need show plain on her face.

As Sylvie was pulled to her feet she spread her feet apart for balance, gasping at the brush of air against her heated core, her eyes locked to Mages as she saw that little sly glint that told her what was coming. Moving faster than she had a right to she lifted one leg and wrapped it about his waist, while he spoke. Catching the tone of an order she quickly put her mind on reply to catch what he'd said- but her thoughts were shattered by the feel of Mage's cock spliting her wide. Her leg tightened about his waist, her head rolled back as her mouth opened in a wordless scream, as she reached out for Mage, clingly tightly to him.

Gasping in an audible breath, she again sought Mage's gaze, as an echo of his words came back to her. "Use your empath abilities to feel what I feel." Her eyes searched for just a moment she lowered her walls enough to sense his desire for this. Speaking in the barest of whispers she spoke- " As you will".

Watching her face he could see her eyes widen as his feeling swamped her for a moment. Closing her eyes and breathing hard Sylvie had to focus on lowering her awarness of his feelings, almost like tuning a volume control. She hoped he knew what he was asking for- she'd be able to feel every emotion that crossed his mind..... She cleared her thoat.

"I can't feel your sensations, but every emotion is and will be laid bare to me Mage. Also- being open I can catch your surface thoughts- so if I react to something you think, don't be alarmed."

Having said her piece, making sure he knew what he was getting into she stilled, ignoring the demands of her body to roll her hips and impaile herself.*

[Bluemage]

*he had managed to keep himself from crying out too much. The overwhelming situations of her moving to take him up on what he was going to do. She had wrapped her leg around him and with the thrust forward, she seemed to be willing to pull him closer. The sensation of her sex squeezing at him, pulling him a bit deeper was one that was hard to struggle against. He had a soft shaky breath slip past his lips as he held her close there, his hands gripping at her behind, groping and squeezing at her a little bit. He kept his eyes settled on hers while he kept her against him. She was amazing, and everything about her was amazing.

His fingers stayed on her hips, holding her up so that she wouldn't slip down. He listened to her words. The sound of her excitement made him excited. He considered her words carefully and he brought his lips forward and gently nibbled and kissed at the skin around the girl's collar. He considered the situation carefully. He spoke up softly after a few moments, his lips still against her neck.*

Is there a way that you can feel the sensations as well?

*He hadn't started his thrusts yet. He was going to move, but he was hoping to make sure that she was feeling as much as she could. He wasn't going to let her move yet. He wanted to see how long she could last with two layers of sensation, her own and his. He wanted to drive her absolutely insane with pleasure, and this was the best way that he could think of to take it one more step than he had ever done before.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Feeling her pussy clench about Mage made it rather hard to focus. Reading him she could tell just what a challange it was for him to stay still and think. Knowing she had him this aroused, this needy for her- did wonders for her ego. A wicked little smile spread on her face, setting her violet green eyes to sparkiling. Feeling quite satisfied with herself her tail swayed to and fro gently behind her.

As he listened to her warning she was surprised to feel how much concentration he put into thinking, even as he still toyed with her- it impressed her. Then she caught on to just what he was after. Gasping softly in surprise her mouth dropped open. He was sharing so much of himself with her already- and still he tried to give her more. The man truly enjoyed pleasuring her, rather than thinking of what HE would get out of this his thoughts were focused on her.

It took her a few moments before she could speak, even then her voice was low, a bit breathless at his desire to please.

" Not exactly. I can open myself up further, so that I can see more of your thoughts. The mind is a wonderful thing- and doesn't think so much in words as images, sensations, or feelings that it then traslates roughly into words. Its not fully getting exactly what you feel- but your impressions of what you feel. Given what we would be doing.....your emotions and sensations will be primarily in your thoughts...... *sighing she closed her eyes as she was again bungling this*

"I can make it very close.....but I will catch just about everything that goes through your mind...."

*Her words ended with a soft whimper. She wanted to be patient and talk this out, this was his gift, she wanted to give him what he wanted...but her body needed him so badly. Her hips started to rock gently of their own accord, her inner muscles contracting and releasing, plainly begging for more.*

[Bluemage]

*It seemed that she wasn't going to actually be able to feel the sensations that he felt on top of the sensations that she was feeling...but at the same time she would. It was something that was a bit confusing to him. He wasn't sure that he understood he power. It seemed that it was mind reading to an intense extreme, but that was where it stopped. She wasn't really going to be able to feel what he felt. She probably wasn't going to have orgasms one after another after another in quick succession because when she went over the limit and brought him over the limit she would feel both of them. He really wished that she could feel everything that he could feel, that she could feel how he felt when he was buried deep inside of her, her leg wrapped around him. At the very least he knew that she'd be able to feel every moment that they were there. He knew that she'd be able to feel how much he loved this, even if she couldn't feel how all of this felt.

He brought his lips to the side of her neck. He kissed at the edge of her neck for a moment. He kept her against him while he thought about her movements. He thought about the way that she had tried to shake her hips against him. He really did enjoy the way that she seemed so desperate to keep things going. He looked at her and pulled her against him and let his breath slowly slip past his lips. His hands which were still holding onto her. He needed to move on. He grabbed her a bit tighter and then pulled her over and took her to a wall of the room. He pushed her against the wall, his eyes looking into hers while his hips pushed forward, pinning her back against the wall completely. He chuckled softly and then suddenly he slowly pushed his hips back and forth against hers in nice slow motions. He wasn't going to start with hard and fast thrusts. At the moment his movements were nice and slow, but that was because he wanted to see what her powers were doing at the moment. He wanted to see how much she could read from his mind.

In his mind he was enjoying the slow tortuous movements that he was using now, but he was also imagining pounding in and out of her with reckless abandon, fucking her against the wall that was behind her like there was no tomorrow. He imagined taking her to the bed and binding her in the shackles that were attached to it and pounding into her willing body while it was held helpless against the bed. He imagined this and so much more as his hips slowly moved back and forth against hers, the feelings of her tight sex squeezing against him causing him to shiver and shudder slightly and causing a warm moan to slip past his lips as he continued the action.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Sylvie noted his regret, and confusion. Laughing softly she could understand how he felt. It was all rather confusing even for her. However he was off base when he thought he wouldn't get her over and over again- that was still more than possible. But she decided to keep that little fact to herself.

Closing her eyes she let her focus drift a bit paying more attention to his thoughts. She smiled as she caught the pleasure associated with having her in this position, as it mingled with her own delight at this position. As he leaned in to kiss her neck she noted the feeling of tender protectiveness he felt, reminding himself that she belonged to him. As though watching a movie she saw her actions from his perspective, and noted that he seemed to enjoy her passion most. Then she felt his passion rise with his gentle breath. As he picked her up she wrapped her other leg about him, whimpering as the shifting caused him to slip inside her more. Opening her eyes she found herself looking right into his emerald pools as they moved. Suddenly she had her back pressed up against the walls. Reading his mind she tensed in anticipation of his thrust, tightening her kegels so that he hand to force his way into her.

Whimpering as he went slow she tried to buck her hips harder but found she couldn't move at all- pinned completely between the wall and his body. Hearing his thoughts she could tell he wanted to take her harder, the thought made her moan. Feeling his own arousal rise at the thought she let her head rest back against the wall, feeling him tease her body, winding her tighter like a spring. Knowing now to look for it she felt the fine tremble in his ody as he fought himself to stay slow. This teasing made Mage feel powerful, he took a pleasure in making her wait for him, in making them both wait. The the images shifted to her in the shackles.

"Oh Mage, please!" she whimpered, her hips again trying to roll managing only the softest of twitches. Clearly there was true Dom potential here.... he wanted her to be his, and only his...perhaps as more than just a pet. Too caught up with the sensual pleasure of seeing all he watned to to do with her, and the slow counterpoint of his controled movements to feel any anxiety at all about that thought. Rather she simply took it as part of the moment. Then more images came, facinated she watched his ideas roll through his head, all the while teasing her.*

[Bluemage]

*he was most definitely enjoying the pleasure of teasing her, of knowing that she had no choice but to wait for him and knowing that it was driving her wild to have to wait. It was when she had spoke up and begged him a little bit for something that she hadn't been clear enough about to actually tell him what she really wanted. He chuckled softly and gave her two quick thrusts in the time that his current pace would have taken him to give her a single thrust. He was again amazed at how tight she was. He was amazed at the way that her sex gripped at his cock so tightly, the way that even now she seemed to be trying to milk him for his warm white seed. When he thought about that, his mind began to conjure up images of what would eventually happen with things continuing. He imagined how he would keep up these thrusts and then he would pump his steaming cum deep inside of her sex, or maybe he'd pull out of her and let her slide down the wall so that she was sitting down in front of him, just in time for him to erupt all over her face. He smirked at all of the images that went through his mind, knowing that all of them would also be playing through hers if she was still paying attention with her empathic abilities. As much as it was her power, he felt empowered by the fact that she was using it to listen to his thoughts. It meant that every fantasy that he had about her would play through her mind as well.

He chuckled again, knowing the effects that the warm sound the he produced always had on her. He smiled softly and brought his lips down to kiss at the edge of her collar again. This was going to be very fun. There was just so much fun that could be had with this, with her being able to see everything he thought about. Of course it was something that he was going to have to experiment with. He wasn't sure what her reaction would be when he thought about how incredibly tight she was, and oh she was very tight. He wasn't sure what she'd receive when he thought about how delightful it was to have her legs wrapped around him so tightly. He wasn't sure what would happen when he thought about his intense desire to thrust faster and harder into her.

He pulled her off of the wall and over to the bed. With a movement he was over the bed and she was pressed to the silken covers beneath him. He looked down into her eyes and brought her hands up over her head. He kept them there for a moment and then with a gentle snap of his fingers the shackles had come slithering up over the sides of the bed and found her wrists, snapping over them and keeping a tight grip on her wrists. He smiled as he looked into her eyes. He had her pinned against the wall before and she had enjoyed that enough that she had wrapped both of her legs around his hips. Now he had her wrists chained to his bed, and he could only imagine what kind of excitement would be running through her at that. He found the situation rather exciting, that was for sure.*

[Lady_of_Roses]

*For the briefest of moments Sylvie cursed her limited abilities. She felt Mage feel sly, and that she'd not been explicit. Flashing back to previous times with him she opened her mouth to clarify her words when suddenly he thrust faster. Instead of speaking a small scream came from her mouth. Gripping his shoulders tightly she felt relief that he had in some ways understood what she was asking for. And then suddenly he slowed down again. Yet his thoughts continued, giving her no time to plead or beg for more. The sheer power of his passion, his detailed thoughts- Sylvie got a crystal clear picture of what it felt like for him to come, in her, on her, with her. The feeling of warmth, bittersweet relief, and joy. With his thought of cumming on her face, Sylvie tightened up and shivered. She really wanted to taste this man who gave her so much. She ached to know his flavor, to be the cat who caught his cream so to speak.

Again distracted from her own thoughts she could only writhe on him, that sound that always went straight to her core, stoking her fires higher as he got more descriptive wondering what her gift would show her when he thought about all the sensations he liked. And the idea of experimenting together with this delighted her. Shocked, she looked at how badly he wanted to thrust into her, so hard and so fast. Sylvie had always felt mage was more of a "take it slow" type...and that she was asking him to go against his nature when she begged for more. Completely lost in her own thoughts she didn't notice him moving untill she was flat on her back, soft bedding and cool silk replacing the wall. And in this position she could watch Mage better- and not even his magical ceiling could distract her from looking at him. So much he didn't show on his face, so much goign on in his head. She was overwhelmed that he'd trust her enough to let her in. Then he smiled and she felt her heart start to melt.

It didn't click in her head that she was restrained untill she went to lift her arms, seeking to pull her mage down to her for a kiss. Surprise, delight, and pure need chased across her face, as she arched herself upwards to him, her legs squeezing tightly. Speaking in a soft husky whisper she said.*

"Mage, oh god my mage, thank you for everything."

[Bluemage]

He brought his lips down to the edge of her ear for a moment and ever so gently nipped at the edge of her ear. It seemed that she very much appreciated the idea of being bound to the bed and left helpless. This was good, because while he knew that what he had asked for really attempted to place her in a domme status for the evening, he still very much enjoyed being the man on top. He actually had nothing wrong with the image of him being tied down and her riding him for all he was worth, but there was always a silent thrill to her being helpless for him, to her trusting him enough not only to allow him to bind her wrists above her head so that she was bound to his bed, but to thank him for the opportunity to be helpless for him as well. More than that though, she had used the word 'my'. She was expressing her ownership and attachment to him, and he loved it. He belonged, a feeling that he wasn't very familiar with, and he happened to like it very much. He let his breath tickle over her ear again and whispered softly, "You're welcome, my sweet little kitten." and with that he began his thrusts. At the moment they weren't the hard and fast thrusts that he had imagined earlier, but thrusts that were slow and steady, at least for the moment. He imagined hard thrusts for a moment, but was enjoying the bit that his imagination conjured up about her sweet voice begging for what his body was already crying out for in his brain.

[Lady_of_Roses]

That little nip to her ear sent a shiver through her whole body as his teeth caught her sensitive ear, his breath tickling her fur, her ears twitching as he let go. Laying back on the bed she let her eyes roam his face, her own having gone deep green cat slitted- though still with an odd outer ring of violet. Once more he caught her off guard- she'd thought he'd object to being so full in the sub position. Making a mental note of that for another time she stored it away for later- while still enjoying his imagery of her on top. Further soothing her, it eased a strain in her to know he liked her helpless. She really worried she asked to much of him. With all these revelations Sylvie relaxed more and more beneath him- as though the stress and inhibitions were melting away from her.

Smiling happilly as he whispered to her, her swiveling ears brushing his lips with her silky fur her smile only widened. Then he caught that she'd claimed an ownership of him. And even though it was what he'd asked of her tonight she still was taken aback to know that he wanted to belong as much as she did. Her heart went out to him, knowing that she could ease a wound for him just as he did for her. It meant alot to know that. Looking up at him her eyes took on a shining quality, as though she might be tearing up.

And yet, ss he began to thrust again she moaned softly. Wanting more and having it magnified by Mage's own desire she toyed with trying to get more. However, two could play at this game. Almost reluctantly she unfolded her legs from about him, shifting to brace her feet on the bed, letting her knees fall wide to open herself up to him. A grin came to her face as she caught the idea of her begging for him, which in all honesty she wanted to do. But instead she jsut gave him a coy little wink and reclined back, enjoying the strain of wanting more and not getting it.

[Bluemage]

When she unwrapped her legs from around his waist he was initially bombarded with the feeling of loss. She had been so close to him that she had literally wrapped herself around him. Now suddenly she had pulled herself away a little bit, and while it did allow her to open herself up to him a little bit more he couldn't help but feel the loss of her legs wrapped around him. At the same time however, her little action of unwrapping her legs from his waist gave him the opportunity to revisit the rest of his earlier imagined scenario. The ankle braces at the bottom of the bed moved with the speed and grace a pair of python, closing in on prey. They snapped closed around Sylvie's ankles and pulled taught, leaving her even more helpless on the bed. He chuckled softly as he looked down into her eyes, not needing to examine her helpless form to know that she really was completely at his mercy. He felt a bit of pride billowing up inside of him at this fact. She was completely helpless and at his mercy. He had done this. More than that, she had let him do this, and even encouraged the behavior. He imagined the many ways that he could reward this trust and milk her body of those delicious moans and cries for pleasure that he so enjoyed. He also tried to imagine how he might be able to 'convince her' to beg him for release and demand that he thrust into her like he was sure they both needed him to.

He had decided on a particularly good idea. He slowed in his thrusts and then stopped as his body slumped forward against hers, so that his hands and arms no longer needed to support his upper body above hers. His fingers trailed down her sides, arriving at her hips and holding them in place, not that her hips were going to move. He was sure that the action would give him some additional leverage when the sweet words of 'pound me' or 'fuck me' or some other phrase of equivalent value and meaning left her luscious lips. He brought his lips forward and gently placed a soft kiss against those luscious lips that he wanted to hear moans from ever so badly though, stopping her before she really had a chance to say anything to encourage his increased hip movements. He left his lips against hers for a few long moments, enjoying the taste and feel of their kiss, and slowly he closed his eyes.

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Utterly shocked at the emotions swirling through Mage she felt awful for what he thought. She wanted to immediately wrap him up again, she'd only meant to be teasing- but she wasn't sure how he'd react.*

"Mage, I'm sor- OH my!"

Her apoloy turned into a gasp as suddenly her ankles were encirled and her legs spread, realizing that her body is now spread eagle. For a moment she struggled against the chains, simply testing them on principle. A soft laugh of appreciation slipped out, as she realized she was truly caught and he was in complete contorol. It thrilled her so much, she looked into his lovely eyes letting him see the passion and heat he'd caused. Intrigued by the ideas he preseneted to her she almost started moaning just to see what he'd chose. But she held out....presently he made up his mind.

As the thrusts stopped she whimpered loud and long, her body having objected strenuously, muscles working around him to try and get him to move. Waring with the loss was the feel of having his body pressed over the top of hers, the heat of him surrounding her, his body raising and lowering with the gentle waves of her breath the feel of so much skin on skin, as she was pressed into the mattress. She tried to bounce her body up and down on the bed, hoping for some movement of his body inside hers, stopping at the caressing of his hands. Watching him draw closer she tillted her head up to meet his, the kiss starting gentle before she increased the heat, her tongue teasing his lips, trying to tell him with the kiss that she needed more. As the kiss continued a low growl rummbled through her chest, vibrating both their bodies, even as she enjoyed the kiss. Her tail, which had till now been lashing softly about she moved to find his tail, letting them tangle together to hold them close as she could.*

[Bluemage]

The hot and demanding kiss had been enough really. He hadn't expected her to return it with that much enthusiasm, and he hadn't expected to hear her growl at his lack of movement over her. When she had moved her tail around to find his that had been what had broken him of the idea that inaction was the right answer. Either this had worked completely and she was now asking him to do everything and anything that he wanted with her so long as he fucked her like a bitch in heat, or he was missing his signals.

His fingers moved up her sides, settling just under her armpits and he pushed his upper body up. He was reluctant to break the skin on skin contact like that. He was reluctant to pull away from the kiss. He knew that both were necessary. His tail twinned around hers and he smiled softly as he looked into her eyes with his deep green ones. He brought one hand up, supporting his weight on the other and slowly traced his fingers through her hair for a moment, drawing some of it up from under her body to drape it over her shoulder. His fingertips had not been shy about her cheek and the side of her neck in this action either, and they payed attention to her, tracing over her skin, always stopping when they reached her collar to begin their journey anew.

His eyes glittered with lust, and an assortment of other deeper emotions that he wasn't sure that he should try to put words to. He chuckled softly and then spoke in just as soft a tone, "I'd like to hear that beautiful voice of yours, my sweet little Sylvie."

[Lady_of_Roses]

*While seeing him read her body language might have made her smile at another time, she needed him too much right now. Mage moved and her heart started to race even as she whimpered softly at the lost contact, echoing Mage's emotions. Seeing him smile she returned it, and at the warmth of his touch she nuzzled closer to his fingers closing her eyes, nearly purring with pleasure even as her hips rocked as much as space would allow to feel him inside of her. There were some....odd....feelings going through her right now- she wasn't entirely sure if they were hers or Mages. Some things he did were so heart wrenchingly sweet, like moving her braid so it didn't hurt her- and at the same time he lit her body on fire, other times he did both-like now with his petting.

Hearing him speak her eyes fluttered opn to look into his. Gasping softly she figured out that there were some emotions they were both sharing, and thats what was making it hard to tell. Her heart started to pound almost frantically in anxiety and excitement, his words taking a minute to sink in. As the did she made the concious choice to not look too closely at all those feelings, now was not the time.*

"Yes, Master" Came out in a breathy whisper. She had to swallow and take a second to compose herself before trying to speak again. "I want you to take me Mage, hard, fast and rough just like you've been thinking and driving me crazy with." Her voice turned into a soft whimper, filled with somethign akin to despiration. " Please Mage, make me scream for you"*

[Bluemage]

He smiled softly as he looked down at her. He words had filled him with pride. The words she had said, the way she had said them...He had been especially happy with that first call out where instead of using his name she had used the honorary 'master'. While he didn't usually enjoy being called 'master' instead of by his name, this time it seemed approrpaite. It seemed somehow better that she was calling him that now that he was teasing her so much. A soft chuckle left his lips as he thought about how he had been called master and how much he had liked it. He smiled softly as he looked down at her, his eyes watching hers so closely. He loved the look in her eyes, the way he was sure he could almost see into her soul. He leaned his head forward and gently placed his lips against the end of her nose for a moment. He was going to give her exactly what she had asked for, exactly what both of them needed so much. He smiled softly as he moved up so that he was propped up a bit better, his eyes watching her.

He pulled his hips back slowly and then began his thrusts forward. They were hard thrusts but they weren't fast and furious, not yet. He was starting with this and would build up to that. She was tight though, incredibly tight. It always felt so absolutely amazing to have her sex wrapped around him so tightly, gripping at him like a vice. It was the kind of feeling that he really wanted to never give up. His hips rocked against hers, and he could feel every twitch of her inner muscles as they gripped at his sex so tightly. The sensation was enough to draw a long and low moan from his lips. He hadn't started fast because he had known that this was going to be like this. He had known that the sensations would almost completely blow his mind when he started. She always felt so incredible.

"Mmmnnn...my sweet little Sylvie..."

[Lady_of_Roses]

*Inwardly Sylvie was pleased at his reaction to calling him her "Master"...and then she was rewarded by a chuckle that made her pussy clench tiightly around his in pleasure. She fought to keep her eyes open, knowing he enjoyed the deep intimate contact they shared that way. Since he couldn't read her emotions she did her utmost to let all she felt show on her face and in her eyes. Put as simply as possible, Sylvie needed Mage, no matter the akward and frightening feelings coming up.

Watching him lean forward she smiled tenderly and blushed slightly as he kissed her nose. A he began to move her face lit up eagerly, his thoughts plainly said it was going to start now. She braced herself, breathing in deep and holding it waiting for his first thrust. As it came she groaned, simulatiously relaxing into the bed and thrusting her perky lil nipples up at him her eyes closing softly.He always felt so wonderful entering her like this. Sylvie loved how tight she was, that he had to force his rod deep into her, molding the most intimate part of her body to accomodate his. It delightedly aroused her to know he felt the same. Hearing his glowing thoughts she blushed deeper, a soft gasp and jerk upon finding that he wanted to keep her forever.

As he moaned she shivered in reply, full body making the chains holding her rattle softly, biting her lip to keep from moaning over the top of him, she wanted to hear him.*

[Bluemage]

He enjoyed her reactions. The way that her eyes lit up and told him that everything that he was doing was good. It was nice to see that kind of reaction in her face. It was reassuring to know that no matter what else happened that at least he was likely to get something like this right. He appreciated it more than he could explain, but with her able to read his thoughts and feelings he was sure that she was able to understand it without him having to utter so much as a word. That was something that he appreciated even more. He didn't feel like he ever had to explain himself when he was around Sylvie. She seemed to intuitively understand everything that he felt. She understood his wants and needs. She understood all of his desires and how each of them fit together, though he supposed that recently it was probably because all of his wants and desires centered around her. He quickly decided not to think too much about that as he didn't want to embarrass her with his thoughts about how much she really meant to him.

He closed his eyes. He had enjoyed the way that he could see everything that she was feeling just by looking at her face. He had loved knowing when he did something right and when he did something wrong, but at the moment he needed focus. He needed to focus on how amazing this felt because he knew that she would feel it too. He smirked softly at that, and then suddenly picked up on the tempo of his thrusts. He wanted her to feel how amazing it felt to be buried deep inside of her one moment only to be drawing out of her tightness to slide back in again the next. He needed her to know how amazing she felt, and how amazing every moment was with her. His thrusts picked up a bit more on the pace as he pounded into her ever so willing body.