Coven (For Intriguess, Eklectikchick, Thewhiteone and Ravenloft)

[Ravenloft]

*Six months ago*

"Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the East, Mighty Ones of Air, realm of thought, I do summon, stir and call you up, to witness our rites and guard our Circle tonight." Jacen called out as he stared at his coven mate, Blaise while he drew the lines of a pentagram in the sand before him.

*A year ago.*

"Whats your name?" Jacen asked the girl with her flame red hair before taking a long drag on his smoke.

"Blaise." She answered.

"Cute, its like your parents knew your element from birth... Welcome to the coven, Blaise..." Jacen said as he pushed off the wall he'd been leaning against and reached out to ruffle her hair before going back into the coven house.

*Back to the ritual.*

"So mote it be." The four said in unison, drawing Jacen's thoughts back to the ritual at hand. He continued to look a her with hunger in his eyes as she began to speak.

"Guardians of the Watchtowers of the South, Mighty Ones of Fire, realm of passion, I do summon, stir and call you up, to witness our rites and guard our Circle tonight." Blaise entoned as she drew her portion of the pentagram.

"So mote it be." They all responded.

Response: So Mote it Be!

"Guardians of the Watchtowers of the West, Mighty Ones of Water, realm of intuition, I do summon, stir and call you up, to witness our rites and guard our Circle tonight." Lynette spoke while drawing.

"So mote it be." They answered.

"Guardians of the Watchtowers of the North, Mighty Ones of Earth, realm of substance, I do summon, stir and call you up, to witness our rites and guard our Circle tonight." Jianna said as she watched Jacen watching Blaise while she drew the last part of the pentagram.

"So mote it be..." They all said again, Jacen, under his before licking his lips.

*Later that night.*

Jacen was walking past Blaise's room on his way to his own as he lit a cigarette. He looked up to notice that her door was cracked. Silently, he snuck over and peeked in while taking a drag. He saw her standing in front of a mirror, not wearing a top. He grinned as he leaned quietly against the door frame, nudging the door open wider with his knee. She looked up and noticed him in the mirror and used the top she was about to put on to cover herself.

"Hey..." He said casually, taking another drag. "Your door wasn't latched." He added as he stepped into her room, looking about. He noticed her bra discarded upon her bed. "Got a hot date tonight or something?" He asked, comming a step closer to her.

 

[EklectikChik]

Blaise felt a little unsettled. She couldn't quite put her finger on it. While the Coven had been nothing but welcoming, yet she felt a little uneasy. Especially, she noticed, around one of her coven mates, Jacen. She knew that air and fire were usually powerfully attracted to each other. She'd felt that pull. She'd mated with males of his kind in the past, but somehow, this was different. His mere glance sent a prickly sensation over her skin, making her aware of every inch of her woman body.

With the ritual over for the evening, Blaise wanted to get out of there for a while. Get her head on straight. She wasn't the promiscuous kind, although she was no virgin. She enjoyed sex, had enjoyed the a fleeting casual affair or two, but never felt a deep down tug that seemed to draw her gaze over and over again back to Jacen throughout the ritual...hell, since the moment she'd walked into the Coven and been introduced. The brief warm handshake they had shared had turned her insides to mush and made her ache to be filled completely and in every way.

Disgusted by her lack of control, something she prided herself upon, Blaise returned to her room to change. Only her reprieve was short lived, when Jacen suddenly appeared at her door, casually leaning against the frame and drawing on his cigarette with casual ease.

Blaise quickly covered her naked torso with the shirt she'd picked out for the evening and held it tightly to her front. “Well come on in, make yourself at home.” She said sarcastically and slanted him a glare, a spark of irritation lighting her eyes. Her beautiful ivory skin was stunning against the backdrop of her long luxurious flaming red hair. Her eyes sharp, swirling pools of amber as she held his gaze and took in his lazy smile. “Is there something you wanted?”

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen took to the letter of her sarcastic invitation and slunk right on in and sat down on the edge of her bed, right next to her discarded bra, which he picked up and examined with mild interest. "Fancy bra, bet it was expensive..." He shrugged a little and tossed it toward her. "You know how I can tell? Cause it doesn't look very comfortable."

He took another draw, shifting to looked up at her from behind. He held the hit in for a seven count before breathing out. "Nah, not if you're busy getting ready to go out... Going to hang with Ariel and Jianna? Do the whole Maiden, Mother, Crone thing?" He extended his smoke in her direction, offering her a hit. "This would serve to make it more interesting..." He said with a sly grin.

 

[EklectikChik]

Blaise wrinkled her dainty nose and shook her head, "Thanks, but no thanks. I have plans...and not that it's any of your business, but yeah...I was going to hang with the girls..."

She watched him shrug as if he didn't care, but she'd seen that look in his eye and it made her stomach quiver. Still, she had no intention on sleeping with him, no matter how damn sexy he looked.

Stepping away from the mirror, she snatched up the bra and turned her back to him. "Excuse me." She muttered and made quick working of covering her full, firm breasts and then shimmied into her shirt. The cool green satin skimmed her figure, dipping low in the front to show off her pale skin and the tops of her breasts, luscious and tempting to look at.

Setting her mind on what the women would be up to, Blaise grabbed her knee high heeled boots and tried to ignore Jacen as he watched her every move.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen continued to wear his calm, cool, sly grin as he leaned back on one elbow, taking another hit. "No boys allowed, I take it?" His eyes shifted from the image of Blaise's breasts, to her face in the floor length mirror she stood in front of, giving her a simmering look of desire. But she seemed to ignore him, so he sighed and sat up, looking away. "You know, I think Lyn has kind of an eye for Jia..." He said casually as he got up and strode to the door. "But she doesn't seem to notice..." He paused at the door and glanced back. "Enjoy your night out with the girls, Blaise." He added, his sly smile slipping away. He returned to his room and focused his attention on playing his acoustic guitar for awhile.

 

[thewhiteone]

After the conclusion of the ritual, Lynette returned to her room at a leisurely pace. It was rare for her to be in any particular hurry to get anywhere. Reaching her room, which was next to Jianna’s and across from Blaise’s, she heard a muffled male voice coming through the fire elementalist’s door.

Probably Jacen, she thought to herself, he always did desire Blaise. The attraction between their elements was quite common, just as the attraction between water and earth was common. Passion was attracted to passion, serenity to serenity.

And yet, their circle was one giant clusterfuck were the attractions were. Jianna wished Jacen to carry her away, Jacen sought to further ignite Blaise, Blaise sought bring herself to a boil, while she wanted nothing more than to soak into Jianna’s earthy embrace. Natural attractions were rebuffed for those which clashed.

As Lynette was the progeny of wind and earth elementalists, she had no problem understanding why some would desire someone who’s element traditionally clashed with one’s own. Unfortunately, that didn’t make things any easier as the woman she loved yearned for someone else.

Silently wishing Jacen luck, she entered her own room and removed her deep blue ceremonial dress, leaving her in just her matching blue silken undergarments. Moving over to her closet, she browsed her dress selection. It was rare to see Lyn in anything but a dress, even just around the coven’s grounds. Unless she was helping Jianna with the coven’s garden that is, then she wore practical clothing.

Settling on a nice dark green evening dress that she thought might appeal to Jianna, she laid it out on her bed, and then searched for a set of black silk bra and panties to go with it.

After changing into her new undergarments, she began to slip into the dress.