Modern Magic

[Kepic]

OOC:
A modern-day setting where magic is an everyday reality. Wizards (or warlocks) and witches - or thamaturges, to use the now 'politically correct' terminology - exist alongside lawyers, politicians and other 'mundanes'.

Thaumaturgy is big business in this world, used by those in power as another weapon in the arsenal, by the CIA, Mafia, governments and terrorists. Magic is a commodity traded by those who can wield it like any other.

This thread is set in a college, a college which is as many others in our world - save for the inclusion of classes which teach various aspects of the Arcane. Students and teachers welcome, whether practiced in magic or mundane.


IC:
"Okay class, who can name me three spells whose foci include cat whiskers?" I asked. I noticed Haley having a whispered conversation with her friend Madison in the front row, and with a simple flick of my fingers, I caused a chime to sound out from between them, regaining their attention. "Well, Haley?"

My name is Samuel Radstokes, Professor of Thaumaturgy, and my field of specialty was Conjuration and Binding magics, though I was well versed in a number of the Arcane Arts. I had obtained the rank of thaumaturge magus at a relatively young age, having the 'gift' so to speak as my own tutor had told me. At 28, I was one of the most respected thaumaturges on the continent, having even served three years in the White House to help guard the President from magical threats.

"Sorry, Professer," Haley said, then cocked her head and smiled. "Cat whiskers are foci used in the lesser scrying spell of clairaudience, the night vision spell, and... um..."

She paused, then shrugged.

I raised an eyebrow and said "Good to see you've been listening... though perhaps if you'd been listening harder, you'd know the third. Madison?"

"It's also a foci required in summoning a cat familiar, Professer" Madison said, with a smug-looking smile.

I nodded. "Yes, it is. Good."

Haley and Madison, despite being two of my less attentive students, seemed to be progressing well nonetheless, and in fact were in the top 10% when it came to marking. They might make excellent thaumaturges.

"Excuse me, Professer, may I be excused?" Haley said, "I need to use the ladies room."

I nodded again, the door opening of its own accord as she walked out of the classroom.

"Now, if you'd all turn to page forty-five of your textbooks, and read from the fourth paragraph down, to the beginning of the following chapter," I instructed. "And I hope I need not mention that you should read the incantations silently, class."

That brought a few chuckles from my students, as they waved open their textbooks to the relevant pages.

A few minutes later, Haley came back in and sat herself down. I looked up from my own reading material, and nodded to her, sending the instructions to her through a short telepathic signal. She smiled, waving the book open, and began to read. As she did so, she raised a leg up to cross her other knee, and I realised she was wearing no underwear under her short skirt!

I coughed a little, and went back to my reading. The brief glance however of Haley's naked private parts was beginning to make me a little uncomfortable, however, and I shifted in my chair.

Then, a sensation of pleasure rippled over my slowly gorging cock, before I had began to settle back down again. I glanced up, and saw Haley had her mouth open into an 'o' shape, running her tongue about her lips, the movement of her tonguetip mirroring the feeling that was playing about the head of my cock. I heard Madison give a little giggle, and I looked to her, and saw her wink at me, then begin to lick her own lips in a similar fashion, her tongue moving in a direction counter to Haley's. Again, a similar sensation began to work about the head of my stiffening member.

They leaned forward, their eyes turning back to the textbooks open before them, but kept up the little spell they had worked as they read. I couldn't believe what they were doing. Firstly, because they were my students, and I had never had any try such a thing before - not that I hadn't fantasized about such a thing, if I was truthful - but mainly because that magic should be beyond their reach at the moment.

I had to put a stop to it, though, and worked a quick counterspell. The sensations faded, and I saw them look up and pout at me, then glance at one another and giggle, before returning to their books.

The rest of the lesson passed well - and without further incident. "Class dismissed" I said, as the bell rang. I added a silent message to Haley and Madison. Could I have a word please?

"Yes, Professor?" they said together, as they remained behind after the rest of the class filed out.

"Girls, what do you think you were doing earlier?" I asked.

"Gee, I thought that was obvious, professor" giggled Madison.

"You know what I mean" I replied, "that kind of thing could get you into all kinds of trouble, not least thrown out of college. You two are good students, a little distracted at times, but you've got it in you to become excellent thaumaturges. Don't jeopardize that."

Haley pouted. "Didn't you like it?" she asked.

I coughed, and Madison giggled again. "He's blushing - he liked it!"

Indeed, I could feel my face reddening.

 

[Firegirl976]

Mind if I join in??

I'm sure I could come up with a potential love interest for the professor to meet

 

[Violet_J]

OOC

As you can see, I'm a newbie. I've been following for a little while, and this looks like an interesting new thread by a creative member. If you will tolerate me I would love to join.

But I don't like the female characters present, Haley and Madison, so I will see where you go with this, just keep me in mind.

-Violet

 

[Lemming]

OOC

I wouldn't mind playing a student, maybe studying to specialize in Illusion, Dream, or some other type of magic like that. I'll think about it ... this seems like a great thread so far!

 

[Firegirl976]

OOC

<rubbing hands together and smiling wickedly>

Two literotica virgins........hmmmmmm.....alright I'm going to have fun with this.........

What do you say Kepic?? Ready for a good time and a little magic??

 

[Opium]

OCC; I would like to have a try at Hayley, keeping in mind I am a lit story virgin.. *giggling*

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Welcome! Take up/make up any roles you'd care to, and jump in. I've imagined Haley and Madison to have been dabbling in magics they shouldn't have been, to gain their current level of ability. The prof isn't interested in them per se, more shocked at their in-lesson antics.

 

[Firegirl976]

Very well Let us Begin.....

Name: Catrina, Cat to her friends <Kitten to her more personal aquaitences>

Age: 25

Description: I stand 5'8" with an athletic form from many previous years as a dancer. I have broad shoulders that taper down to a narrow waist, slender hips and long legs. My hair is golden with firelike highlights running through it, my eyes are deep emerald green and slanted slightly giving them at times a feline appearance thus my name I am known both for my powerful knowledge of spells/potions, and for my shapeshifting ability. It is a skill not common to most and therefore I was placed in the upper ranks due to it.

IC:I walk down the hall and hear the professor speaking with those 2 girls again. I shake my head and smile what mischief had Madison and Haley gotten themselves into now wih my professor. I knew they had a small crush on him and thought he was cute but they feared me so until recently had backed off. I stood by the door a moment then knocked waiting for Sam to bid me enter........

 

[Kepic]

There was a knock at the door. "Well, you'd better get on to your next class" I said, to the two giggling girls, regaining some composure.

They left, Madison turning and cheekily blowing me kiss before she opened the door.

"Hurry on to your class, girls" I heard Catrina's voice sternly say to them.

"Yes Miss" they replied, disappearing out of sight, leaving the shapely form of one of my fellow tutors leaning against the doorframe.

"Oh, hi Cat" I said, "you want a word, I take it?"

 

[Violet_J]

Enter V

[OOC] Here goes...

[IC] Proffesor Radstrokes droned on, in a not too unpleasant voice. I rested my chin in my hands and watched him move about the room, looking down through the stadium style seats. Occassionally I had to lean to one side to see him. Admittedly I'm not the tallest of girls, just over an inch above five foot, and as I understand it, three inches from legal drawfism, but these students tended to have a fascination with floating their books.

Radstrokes continued, asking about cat whiskers. I sighed to myself. Arcane foci didn't have much appeal for me. I was something more of a modern mage. The media called the craft technomage, and I guess thats what it is. We find what power is imbued in the focus and find an artifical way to channel it.

I got paid pretty handsomely doing that, but it was decided I needed to be more rounded. So I returned to university. I was probably older than any of these other students, and I was probably the only one who turned the pages of my very-gravity-affected books by hand.

It wasn't that I couldn't do the magic, I just didn't see any need to do it all the time. As a result I carried no active charms, just a passive ward.

As the class dismissed I watch two of the girls bounce down the Professor, giggling. They were cute, young, blondes, very bubbly and the bane of brunettes like me.

I strolled down the aisle, ducking stray elbows and floating foci. Most of the class chose to leave through the back of the room, so I was going against the stream. Which was okay, I was in no hurry. I figured I would give the professor time to chide Haley and Madison in his own way.

Since I had spent most of my career working with tech-magic, one of my basic skills was weak. I hadn't really scribed much. Working with the magic inside a machine I could get away with few 'hard' spells, and the books that contained them. I only needed to know the chants and glyphs, I never needed to be able to put them down on paper.

Hopefully Professor Radstroke would cut me some slack.

[OOC] I hope that wasn't too long.

 

[Lightman]

may I join in?

Robert Phoenix, 18 years old, green eyes, black hair to his shoulder. Started learning magic because of his fascination of ancient stories and legends.

IC
Robert sat in his room in the college campus. Anyone who entered this room immediately knew that its occupant had special tastes:
There were several magical charts hanging on the walls, but also some occult designs which were obviously made up and just there for decoration, as well as posters of of old wise men wielding staffs and wands.

Robert often got called 'wizard' by people who wanted to annoy or even insult him. While it might have worked with many other people, Robert was in fact quite happy to bear that 'title'--he did not see why it should be worse than 'thaumaturge'.

Right now, Robert was drawing a magical diagram, as preparation for a spell he was minded to try out--teachers encouraged experimentation, as long as no dangerous ingredients were used.
At that moment the bell rang.
Alarmed, Robert looked up. He hadn't noticed the time passing.

"I hope they'll soon teach us a spell to set back time" he murmured as he grabbed his schoolback and ran out into the corridor.

 

[Lemming]

Lemming

OOC

Lancaster "Lemming" Pir
He's about 18, though depending on his current 'face' he has on (a favorite trick of illusion of his) he could look younger or older. It's hard to tell because of all the illusions he keeps over himself, though most are the same as how he normally looks like. He is by far the top illusionist in the school, but he knows very little of the other magics, nor is he very skilled in them.
He usually has shoulder length brown hair and piercing green eyes, though they change color very often with his mood or whim. He stands about 6' tall and is fairly thin. He often wears simple clothing, preferring to use his illusions to tailor them to the occasion.

IC

As the bell rang for classes to end, I sighed. So what if all the other people in the school thought Illusion was some blow-off class? Sure, you couldn't throw fireballs with illusions, or pick locks, or stop a bullet. But the possibilities were endless! Sometimes I even think the professor would rather be teaching something other than illusion, but then I remember the other students' remarks and general disrespect of the class.
But I loved it. The feeling when creating the textures, the sounds, the feels, everything about an illusion. It was creation, pure and simple. Oh sure, it wasn't "real," but what is, when you get right down to it? Sure, it had gotten me picked on all the time on the way up school. Who wanted to be an illusionist when they grew up? The image that sprang to mind was the 'Magician' at county fairs, pulling rabbits out of hats for a living. But I would get farther. Eventually I'd have to get rid of my nickname, though. No self-respecting Illusionist has a name like Lemming. Not that I chose it... During a final exam a few years back, we were supposed to create the grandest illusion we could imagine. I had it all planned, the material ingredients acquired, the ritual perfected. But I choked. What was to be a glorious Eastern Dragon turned into a little illusion of a lemming that promptly ran off the edge of the table.
But that didn't matter now. Today would be the day, yes. I was going to find her and talk to her...

 

[Opium]

Hayley

I love Madison she is my best friend. Joined at the hip so to say. We swapped dates, notes and took turns at trying to seduce our teachers. Although we were not sisters we had a striking resemblance.. Both having long curly brown hair, velumptuas figures and cheeky smile.

I sighed as we entered the Professors class again, the last for today thankfully. It had been a long day and we did not really enjoy math saw no point to it really. How was it supposed to be a part of magic. For that matter of life? We shrugged, giggling as we entered the Professors class room again. Knowing he had no real interest in us other than being our Thaumaturge. However he did blush nicely and seemed a little interested when I came back with no panties on.

Quite determined to have him notice us in more than a student way we had a few new spells to try on him over the next week or two. He did seem to take the extra time to tell us exactly how he felt. We both found this amusing and decided to keep feeding this ego.

*Take your seats ladies* the Professor boomed seemingly distracted by our earlier performance. With that the door shut behind us.

In semi silence we continued on from earlier in the day. Odd cough and giggle coming from the class. Cat whiskers again Mad and I looked at each other smiling. For this lesson we had decided I would leave off my panties and she with her perky chest and large nipples left off her bra. We both stiffened a giggle as we noticed the Professor again stiffening in his seat. Softly Mady cast the spell she did earlier and I followed with a slow leg cross. Oh his eyes felt so soft on my body. We both had the biggest crush on this Professor. He made us smile and was the cutest of all teachers at our school.

We looked at each other and grinned like Cheshire cats. Only to look up and find the Professor slightly ruffled and standing between us.

*How are you going with that passage ladies* Professor knowing full well we had not read one sentence. Trying to look at each other for reassurance the Professor grinned to himself thinking he would teach us a lesson after class.

*Ok then ladies from your silence I gather you have not read even one sentence* Professor smirking again at our continued silence *You both have the privilege of staying behind and reading to the end of the book* he raised an eyebrow hoping for a reaction. In unison we sighed. We really liked this Professor but had plans for after school.

*Excellent thank you everyone class dismissed aside from Hayley and Madison* said the Professor firmly.


OCC; Left it open for you to add a bit in here, teach us a lesson or have your way with us discretely in order to make us better students? *giggles*

Ps I hope this is what you had in mind ? E-mail me if you want me to go in another direction.

 

[Firegirl976]

Catrina

I walked into the classroom shutting the door behind me and swayed over to stand in close quarters with Sam my arm brushing his ever so slightly. I lean in close to his ear and talk to him in hushed tones, "Are we still on for tonight Ashke' or are you distracted by the little ones?" I add a feline purr to my voice knowing how it affects him as well as adding the ancients word for "Beloved" into the mix. I smile a bit as I sense his temperature rise and literally feel his mind and body reacting. Few people have the nack for the ancients language and the fact that I speak it I know makes Sam proud. I run my hand up his arm slowly and nip his ear with a short fang. "Well professor??" I wait a minute or so while he gets over his overall surprise at my conduct before I smack him on the arm and chuckle to myself. "I love to tease you like that Sammy you always get the cutest worried look to your face." I smile at my long time friend with genuine warmth, my smile widening even more when I see him put his brief case in front of his waist on the desk before continuing the conversation. "what was that all about?" I ask tipping my head in the direction of the girls that had just left.

[Edited by Firegirl976 on 03-07-2001 at 06:52 AM]

 

[Lemming]

Lemming

As I walked through the halls, my determination to talk to her faded away. I had too much homework, and that test next week... Maybe I'll just head back to my room, see if I can catch her tomorrow or something.

I turned the corner, not paying any attention to the usual jeers that accompany every Top-Class Illusionist. Some years students had purposefully done bad in illusion to avoid the top rank and the scorn that came with it. To me it was a badge of pride. These fools didn't understand the magic, and had only one way to express their ignorance. Every name, every jest was just one more mental weapon to use against them. Or at least that's what I told myself.

I sighed as I closed the door to my room and tossed my books on my desk. Why couldn't these people understand that Illusion is as much a magic as the other schools? It was almost like trying to get a mortal to understand even the most basic concepts of magic. Not mortals, I corrected myself. Those without the talent. Still, it was an easy term, but I was trying to get myself to stop saying that. Only the most arrogant Thaumaturges called them mortals for long.

I collapsed on my bed to take a little nap before my next class...

 

[Violet_J]

OOC

Well, I'm not sure what to do. I was kind of trying to stay after class, waiting for Haley and Madison to clear before I asked the professor. But Cat is hanging around, I don't want to interrupt any sort of story that may develop.

I should probably name my character. How about Gabriel.

By the way, Lemming, who is Lancaster wanting to meet?

-Violet

 

[Kepic]

OOC: I was sure I'd already posted here again, but guess not... okay, lets see if we can sort something out here...

IC:
"Those two?" I said, glancing at the door. "Um, they were just being disruptive."

Catrina gave me a look that told me she didn't think that was a full enough explanation for her. I sighed, and added, "They were wielding some magic in a manner quite unappropiate for young ladies, Cat."

My brain caught up with her words. 'Still on for tonight?'

"We had something planned for tonight?" I said, somewhat nervously. Despite my skill in the arcane arts, at times I was a little forgetful. My office wall was a veritable collection of yellow post-it notes.

Then, I noticed another of my students, sat unobtusively in the corner of the class. Gabriel, wasn't it? She was one of the quieter ones, and had an almost magical knack for going unnoticed, but considering Haley and Madison's antics today, that was something I wasn't about to chastise her for.

"Excuse me a moment Cat," I said, walking over to Gabriel.

"My apologies, I didn't notice you sat back here. Is there something you wanted to speak to me about?" I asked her.

 

[Vivid]

New Character, (yes, another Virgin)

OOC:

David Greys
age: 42
Medium-athletic build, pale blue eyes, dark hair
function: head of campus security.
magic: divination, body-control, some telepathy, the minor magics shown by the instructor as well.

IC:

David gathered his senses back into his one being and exhaled hard. He had just performed a lengthy scan of the school grounds and surrounding areas. Even avoiding the magical lab areas that were warded against scrying or non-magic areas where the slightest added dweomer could ruin a project, his thoughts shook tiredly as a runners legs would after a marathon.

A normal scan wouldn't have had him fatigued however, even the extra scans of the classroom of the former White House security Official "Just to be sure" wouldn't tire him like this. He was testing the handiwork of one of his new security detail. She had warded the girl's lockerroom and showers against seeing magic. David tried every angle around it he could. Sure enough, the drain pipes weren't warded.

Testing the magic wasn't what had him fatigued either. He sent his sight up the drain pipes, stopping at the entrance where he hopefully wouldn't be noticed, and found himself with a clear view of the shower room. Phys Ed had just finished and there were several firm, young bodies in various stages of soaping and rinsing.

He knew this was wrong. It was a violation of every magic code of ethics. But it had been such a long time since his wife had passed on and these young girls were so attractive. It had been an hour of watching nude young ladies enter and leave before he withdrew, exhausted. He waited to relax before exiting his office to file a report and get the anti-scry magic shorn up.


OOC: let me know if it's okay to join and any feed back about this post would be appreciated.



[Edited by Vivid on 03-09-2001 at 02:21 PM]

 

[Lemming]

Lemming

I opened my eyes again ten minutes later and sighed. No rest for the wicked, I guess.
I rolled out of my bed and decided to practice my illusions. Ok, I didn't need the practice, but it was fun. I cleared off my desk to make room for the spell and began chanting quietly. About a minute later, the desk had become a fresh green landscape with rolling hills and a castle surrounded by a moat. With a few simple gestures I conjured up the town built around it and with a whispered word populated it with little illusory townspeople going about their business. I wondered, as I often did, if we were only living an illusion like the one I was creating. Not a very comforting thought, so I instead concentrated on the spell, keeping my villagers and nobles on the earth a little while longer before they would dissipate like most illusions...

OOC

Violet - No one in mind just yet, I was going to wait and see who joined before deciding.

 

[Firegirl976]

Catrina

I sat at the front of the room waiting for Sam to finish talking to the student. I smiled a bit to myself thinking of how I shouldn't tease him like that but since my fiancee and I had broken up Sam had really been there for me and he was one of the only people I trusted. Besides I thought he knew I was only kidding with him. I watched his conversation with the student keeping my eyes slightly downcast from the girl. My eyes sometimes had an odd effect on people, I could never tell if it was the feline slant or the odd color green but people either got nervous or were completely intranced and I tried to avoid eye contact when I could. Only Sam seemed immune to my stare and even he I felt at times get a bit jumpy if I looked at him deeply. I shook my head a bit and looked over a f ew spells he had written on the board as I waited for him to finish.......

 

[Violet_J]

I waited patiently as the class cleared, and Haley and Madison were sent on their way.

The professor excused himself and made his way back toward me. I rose to meet him, with a slight smile and a shallow bow. I then clenched my teeth as I realized that I was probably blushing.

"Professor Radstroke," I began, composing myself and speaking evenly. I explained my weakness in scribing, and after apologizing a bit too much and promising that I could indeed learn it, I asked if he could provide some allowance while I caught up and if he knew of a compitent tutor.

 

[Firegirl976]

Catrina

I tried ignoring the conversation but couldn't help but overhearing the girls need for a tutor in the scrying arts. I thought back to when I was younger and how much help a certain teacher had been to me. I sent a quick mental reminder to Sam that Scrying was nothing more than minor spel conjuring and that that was my speciality. I put a mild smile behind my mind voice and continued reading his equations while waiting to see his response.

 

[Kepic]

Samuel Radstokes

Catrina's mental message made me smile inwardly.

She said scribing, not scrying. I sent with a laughing tone. Though I know you're more than talented in the Ancient Tongue anway, Cat, either spoken or inscribed, and was going to suggest you as a tutor to her, if its alright with you? I sent back.

Catrina sent her acceptance, and I nodded to Gabriel.

"Cat is versed well in the Ancient Tongue, and she's willing to help you improve your scribing skills. I know you'll find them useful, even with you being an adept technomancer" I told Gabriel.

She looked surprised at my knowledge of her more technologically-directed interest in magics.

"Oh, I've met more than a few techno's in my time, even worked with some of the best at the White House. Its a talent, and I'm not one to dissuade you from pursuing such a path, even though at times it frightens me a little" I said, with a comforting smile. "Scribing can help to vastly increase 'memory space', or so I was once told. Magical glyphs take up no actual physical space, whereas, what do you call them... bytes?... bytes do, and are still as 'readable' or whatever."

Given her direction of interest, that should help motivate her in learning scribing, and I knew Cat was an excellent tutor.

 

[Firegirl976]

Catrina

I grinned a bit to myself as I turned and began walking towards the other two in the room, figuring I should introduce myself to the student. As I walked up to them I watched her carefully, my shapeshifting had caused me to pick up a few of my more feline qualities and the fluid way I walked and moved wasn't the least of them. I looked deeply into her eyes as we were properly introduced to each other and saw her become a bit nervous under my unblinking gaze, but then smiled a bit as she held out her hand to shake. "She'll do." I sent to Sam, "But I still need to have a talk with you...". I clapped my hands together as I sent the last message to Sam and when I opened them a business card was nestled in my hands. I handed it to Gabrielle saying nothing more than, "Please be sure to get in touch with me by Monday." That being said I nodded my farewell and headed back to the front of the room to finish working on the equation in my head so they could finish their conversation. As I walked up I sent a warm mental Caress to Sam but did not turn around.

 

[Song]

Jessica

Jessica had just finished her Phys Ed class and was headed toward the showers. She really enjoyed physical activity--her strong, young body was meant to be used. There was nothing more refreshing after an intense exercise session than a hot, steamy shower.

She entered the locker room and felt that familiar tingle. Not very many people were born with the ability to know when someone was scrying upon them, but she was one of the lucky ones. Someone, somewhere was having a peepshow into the girls' locker room!

Jessica's face showed a slight smile--she had a beautiful body and liked to put it on display. Whoever was watching the girls' shower was about to get a little show...

She went into a private shower stall, turned on the exquisitely hot water, and stepped in. She put her head under the stream and got her long, wavy red hair wet. The tingle grew slightly in intensity, and she knew that the unseen watcher's attention was on her. Her smile became more confident and playful.

She began to soap up her body--neck first. Slow, deliberate movement with her hands, eyes closed, tilting her head to one side. Then she moved down, bringing the slick, delicately scented soap to her breasts. With one hand, she started to rub in ever-smaller circles around the edge of her breast, moving in closer and closer to her hard nipple. The tingle of being watched grew stronger. So did her smile. She brought the other hand up to her second breast and made the same slow circles, until both hands were on her nipples. She began playing with them, squeezing, twisting. As she began to be aroused she let out a soft moan and threw her head back.

Leaving one hand on her breasts, the other drifted downward to her flat, young belly. And then she began exploring even further down. The growing tingle from her scry-sense only added to her arousal. Jessica very much enjoyed knowing that she was being watched.

As her hand, slippery with soap, reached her clit she gave her nipple a firm squeeze and couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure. Did the sound of the running water cover the noise? Didn't matter... She again made circles with her finger, this time very small ones, right around her clit. The area immediately above it was particularly sensitive today and she spent some time caressing, flicking, pressing. And then she began to give attention to the clit itself. Taking it between two of her fingers, she pressed and moved it, feeling the warmth and pleasure begin to erupt and spread. Another moan.

One hand still on her clit, she brought the other down to explore even lower. One finger running another circle, this time around the edge of the opening, lighting the nerves on fire, teasing herself with the promise of more. Finally she couldn't take any longer and entered herself. Pushing up, finding that one, hard, sensitive spot, she let out another moan. Both hands working now, one touching, moving rhythmically on the outside, the other matching tempo and pressure on the inside. The pleasure was growing almost unbearably intense now, and the almost illicit enjoyment of knowing she was being watched made her unable to put off climax any longer. As the incredible waves of sensation spread, she felt her muscles pulse around her fingers. Another, very load moan.

She had to lean against the wall to keep herself standing. After a minute she was able to gather her wits around her again and (erotically, slowly--may as well continue with the show!) finish her shower. The tingle she felt upon being watched started to diminish, and then left entirely. Apparently whoever it was had enough for now...