squanderlust | IC CONTACT

[was Severa expecting this? kind of, but not really. the sheer... speed, force, ferocity at which everything happens catches her almost entirely off guard and with their bodies pulled together like this, it takes Severa a second to realize what she's pressed up against.]

[when she does realize it, her hand clutches Lina's arm and her kiss gets about ten times deeper. it's so disgustingly obvious what she wants and she doesn't even care if Lina has to fuck a hole in her panties to make it happen. she's already trying to turn the two of them around so Lina's pressed up against the door, just so Severa can grind herself against that living mess she's burdened herself with.]

[Honestly, Lina's forcefulness stops once she's got her lips on Severa. Far as she's concerned, she's got what she wants, wherever it goes from here is fine with her, so she shows no resistance when Severa goes to put her against the door. Muffled moans make their way into the heated kiss, both from it and the sensation of Severa looking to grind on her.

Of course, it's a little trickier to grind on this than the average dick. Lina reaches down, futzing with the fastener and the zipper to the skirt before it finally slides down past her knees, and one degree of clothing is removed, so that the thing can reach out and press against Severa's groin, rubbing back and forth in time with her own motions.]

[it's a smooth, simple motion to get out of the skirt and get herself back against Lina, and it's only after another hard press of her lips, like she wants to push both of them through the door, that Severa breaks the kiss.]

[but not for long, because she's immediately on Lina's ear and nibbling at it like her life depends on it. the breath she lets out while she's going between lips and ear is hot and heavy and directly the result of the thing between Lina's legs. she can only guess what this dick can do and she wants to experience it in every possible way, and that means making sure Lina knows exactly how into this Severa is. just how much she wants to skip the foreplay, skip words and go straight to the part where her girlfriend has come up with a brand new way to fuck her.]

[Once the kiss is broken, Lina's gasping for air and groaning, holding tight to Severa. Heat floods her face as Severa turns full attention on her ear, and it's absolutely overwhelming. She can barely say something resembling Severa's name before she buries her face in her girlfriend's neck and her body convulses.

The cock twitches and straightens, unleashing a splattering load behind Severa as Lina trembles and lets muffled whimpers into Severa's shoulder. Kind of still on a hair trigger, there.]

[and Severa cannot help but let go of Lina's ear and descend into a dark chuckle. she's so, so pleased with herself right now.]

Oops.

[why, it's almost like she's not apologetic at all.]

You wouldn't last three seconds inside me right now, would you? [and her hand reaches down between them, between her legs, so she can get her fingers on the absolute beast of a cock that she absolutely needs to take right now.] You are so hot.

[Lina looks...almost ashamed, but not quite, and is still pretty red in the face. She starts to pout and raises her hand to try and shove Severa's shoulder, and starts to protest, but then Severa touches her demonic tool and she winds up holding onto Severa's shoulder for support and whimpering.

It takes her a moment to get her breath and bearings before she can speak again.]

I...yeah, I'm pretty sure you could set me off if you looked at me wrong... Dunno if I could offset it with a different spell or what.

[this? this is a power trip. this is what Severa looks like when she's as full of herself as she wants to be of Lina and knows that she's going to get exactly what she wants.]

It's cute that you think you need to fix this. Haven't you always wondered what I would look like covered in your cum?

[her hand takes a long stroke down Lina as she says it, and yes, it's something they've both seen before, but that doesn't mean Severa can't play into it a little bit. the point is there. she doesn't think any mistakes have been made.]

[Lina shudders again, but this time she reaches out and grabs Severa's wrist, pulling her hand off her terribly sensitive tool, and has to take another moment to get to where she can clearly speak again, huffing out air a few times before doing so.]

I don't need a hair trigger to do that, Sev. Like. If we keep going, you're gonna look like an icing disaster, I'm gonna be passed out, and you'll not even be halfway to an orgasm, that's how touchy this spell made me.

[She takes a breath, then smiles sheepishly.]

Admittedly it was pretty fun to get off solely from you playing with my ear, but it's not a sustainable thing.

[Severa takes a second to realize what's happening and pouts. openly, directly to Lina. then realizes it definitely will not work and fixes her girlfriend with a confused look instead.]

Okay, then what is it you want me to do with it? You know I don't know anything about magic. You're the genius mage.

[which isn't even ego stroking, even though it's apparently the only kind of stroking Severa's allowed to do right now, because it's true.]

Though maybe if you were such a genius, you'd know that you can't just show me something like that and expect me to not want to do something with it.

[Were Lina not currently fighting to keep from getting overwhelmed by sensation, she might enjoy Severa's pouting more. It seems she'll have to wait for another time. However, she's not so far gone that she doesn't obviously puff up a bit from the ego stroke. She lets Severa's hand go, then reaches up to hook a finger in the metal loop on Severa's collar. She tugs just enough to give some pressure, and leans forward.]

Exactly, so all you need to do is be a good girl and be patient. I need a few moments to at least try and think straight for once in my life, and remember how the dulling spell I used before goes so I don't blow it.

[There's a beat, then she makes a show of letting the ring go.]

Then maybe you can blow it.

[to Severa's credit, she's not immediately turned into a puddle of horny, submissive goo when Lina calls her that, but only because it's not in exactly the right cadence. it does still hit her, though, and she's not even going to bother being embarrassed about the way getting treated like this makes her feel.]

[she's listening, is the point. very closely, up until Lina lets her go free and she finally feels like she has permission to speak again.]

Yes, ma'am. Maybe I should step out of the room, then. If you're trying to think straight. [despite her best efforts, she's got a stupid little grin on her face that just screams how difficult she's gonna make it for Lina if she's asked to leave.]

[Lina smirks - that's about as much reaction as she expected, she wasn't laying it on thick. The suggestion is a good idea, but she knows Severa's look of intent to misbehave when she sees it. If she goes with it, that's just inviting trouble...

...fun trouble, but gods.

She sighs, taking a moment to rake some hair out of her face before raising up on her toes for a moment to place a light kiss on Severa's lips, lingering close while she speaks.]

Perhaps you should. I'll do my best to not keep you waiting, dear.

[She lowers back fully on her feet, taking one hand to lightly tug on the zipper of Severa's hoodie.]

Might want to put this somewhere it won't get messed up...

[and Severa is very careful in replacing Lina's hand with her own to tug the hoodie all the way down. underneath, she doesn't appear to be wearing much; her scar is prominent, and there's a thin bra keeping her chest in place, but that's more or less it.]

Take your time, dear.

[because Severa certainly will. she takes a steady, determined stride as she turns and begins walking out of the room, her footfalls barely making a sound as she does, and she's extremely careful to let her hips sway as alluringly as possible. when she does finally get out of the room and Lina hears a door close, though, there's silence. for a moment.]

[and then her phone will go off.]

please hurry, Mistress. i don't think i can hold myself back much longer.

[and to prove that she won't be getting her clothing messed up, there's a picture attached to the message. she's biting the knuckle of her thumb, and it's framed so her bare nipples only just fall short of being shown in the picture itself.]

[Can one really be a trouble magnet if they go inviting it? That's a question to ponder for...another time, because goddamn, Severa is such a distraction, even when attempting to not be a distraction.

She knew this would happen, though. Such is the weight of this genius, not just of sorcery, but of Severa. ...wow, that's an embarrassing thought.

Once Severa and her distracting ass (figurative and literal) are gone, Lina shakes her head to attempt to clear it, mumbling to herself as she tries to recall the spell. She runs through the incantation a couple of times in half-whispers, feeling it out and making sure it feels complete before she starts, though she doesn't quite stick the landing as the alert of her phone throws her off. She mumbles some profanity as the glow of magic fades, and flusters on sight of the text and the picture. She feels...considerably less down below, and mistakes the large gap in sensation for being so used to being overwound. Surely this is normal, by comparison. She does take the time to play Severa's little game, though, undressing herself and using the camera and a mirror to get a bare shot of herself from the waist up - it's a little tricky to tell with all her hair, but it gets the point across.]

be patient, now, good girls get rewards. bad girls get punished.

[this is a dangerous game. there's a muffled but still very genuine noise from the next room over and it's hard to tell whether it's from Severa getting impatient or being told to be patient, but either way there's silence afterwards, and then another text.]

(i know this isn't sexy but your hair looks beautiful like that.)

[and she immediately starts typing again as soon as that gets sent off because she doesn't know how to pace herself or be appropriate or consistent.]

how could you punish me? you know i'm too good at what i do for you to tell me to go home. ;)

(how dare you sincerely flatter me when I'm trying to be head bitch in charge, but thank you. <3)

[That's the only text Lina sends, because she's approached the door, and summoning up the weakest wind spell she knows, she fires it off and blows the door wide open. Some wind remains as she strolls through, taking pause to put her hand on her hip. Her hair flutters dramatically, though that's not quite enough to look as cool as she'd like. She fixes her eyes on Severa with a smirk, though, then winks and raises a finger.]

To take a line from someone I knew, that is a secret~.

[She then pauses, looking back at the door and losing her character for the moment, and turning back to Severa with some visible disappointment.]

I guess that doesn't work as well with a single door, or no cape, huh...

[Severa is against the wall, sitting on the floor, legs bent up in front of her when Lina makes her entrance. and she smiles.]

It worked fine, miss head bitch.

[hey, if Lina can break character, so can Severa. she's interrupted with her hand between her legs, though she isn't touching anything; it's all for the look, the idea that she'd been caught masturbating over her girlfriend. though they won't need the idea much longer, even if Severa's demeanor is a little less desperate now that she's had a little time to cool down.]

You'd think by now you'd have figured out I love when you punish me. I don't have to be a good girl all the time.

[With only slightly less dramatic flair, Lina closes the door, then approaches Severa slowly with a smirk on her face.]

I'm glad, and...

[She stoops down once she's close, running her hands up Severa's shins and resting them on her knees.]

...I know you enjoy it, but I know you love getting praised, too. With the right intonation, the words 'good girl' may as well be an extremely potent spell. However, touching yourself when I told you to be patient isn't good girl behavior...

[She stands up, putting that writhing, glowing tool in Severa's face before she reaches down to hook a finger in the collar's ring.]

On your feet, facing away from me.

[wow, how weird that all it takes is being close to Lina like this and being treated like her pet and Severa's back in character and ready to absolutely lose her fucking mind over whatever Lina's about to do to her. she's... a wreck. she's pathetic, really, but this is what she's choosing to do with her life now that she's not at war. and she loves it.]

[it's simple work to follow her orders, though pushing herself to her feet without attempting to use Lina's cock as support (even as a joke) would be difficult if it weren't for that help from her collar.]

Yes, mistress. [it's the easiest thing in the world to follow Lina's orders, and she practically purrs that out from over her shoulder. at least she won't be grinding herself up against Lina. unless she wants that.]

[Gods, the rush she still gets from being called mistress is absolutely ridiculous. Not quite as disarming as 'good girl' or when they weaponize each other's names, but still. Definitely on par with when she found out the sheer power behind the Dragon Slave.

With one hand on Severa's shoulderblade, and another on her hip, she adjusts her girlfriend's stance so that her shoulders are about half a foot from the wall, and her hips are roughly a foot away. Then, she clamps her hands down on both hips.]

Part of your punishment is that you don't get to move these. The rest...

[Lina presses her hips to Severa's backside, sliding the segmented, knobby tool against her folds and clit slowly and agonizingly. It feels very warm to the touch, and Severa likely can feel Lina's heartbeat in it. She groans out, squeezing Severa's hips and leaning over against her back, whispering with a flirty, yet ominous tone.]

I'm not the only one who's cute when they're horny.

[Severa could probably wrench herself away, but she knows how to play along by now. she's a warrior and she's stronger, as a rule, than most mages, but she's also a sub and can never be stronger than her domme, unless it would lead to things like this.]

[good thing Lina's there with the absolute worst kind of torture imaginable as she lines herself up and just. strokes her cock against her without ever slipping inside. and she can feel the heat and she can feel her own body heat responding to it and she's mostly able to handle it until the tip brushes up against her clit in just the right way and she's forced to make a disgustingly uncivilized noise. her fists ball up, her eyes shut, and she can't even bring herself to look over her shoulder as she feels heat rushing to her face and tinting her skin.]

Fff...uck.

[Lina's having to bite back a lot of her own reactions - even with the the dulling spell, this is intense, though the majority of what's flustering her is seeing how Severa's reacting than the sensation of her cursed cock rubbing against Severa.

She leans over, further, lightly laying one hand over one of Severa's wrists, the other going under Severa's arm, up her chest and lightly hooking fingers in that metal loop once more. She places an affectionate kiss on Severa's shoulderblade, all the while gently working her hips. She lets out a pleased sigh before turning up the smarm on her voice.]

Having a problem~?

[if Lina weren't so good at this, Severa would be angrier. but she'd earned every ounce of that smarm so, so many times over, and with how desperate Severa was to fuck that thing when she'd come here combined with how she's being tormented right now—between her legs and around her neck—she's finding it hard to make words.]

I'm. Fine.

[she's. lying. she doesn't even know who jesus is and jesus christ does she want this thing inside her. this is disproportionate punishment. her hands want to grab Lina's cock and just shove her in there, because it's one way to get around that limitation of not being to move her hips, but she can't even focus on that thought enough through tensing muscles (jaw, arms, legs) and eyes screwed shut as hard as she wants to be.]

Mmm.

[There's a pause, and there's only the faintest hint of hums and muffled vocalizations that come from one saying things in their head and a bit of it bleeds through. It's a spell, a simple one, granting strength of the bear. Self-casting it causes no visual fanfare, so Lina's able to stealthily make herself stronger - even though she doesn't really need to between her position and how much she's frazzled Severa's brain and nethers, but she figures she may as well. For fun.

Her hips and body push forward, guiding Severa to press her torso against the wall, leaving precious little space between her hips and the wall, which is partially filled by her cock snaking up, writhing horribly against Severa's slit and nub. It's almost worse than Lina's slow thrusting, just because it's only enough to agitate the need for friction.

Her hands grip Severa's wrist and neck, having abandoned the ring to carefully hold her girlfriend's neck. Certainly nowhere near enough to even threaten choking, just enough to establish her play-displeasure. Her body presses snugly against Severa's back, and her mouth hovers close to Severa's ear.]

You're not lying, are you? I'll have to keep going if you're still misbehaving, dear Severa. But if you apologize for lying to your mistress, I can help you with your problem...

[there's nothing dis- about the pleasure that Severa's feeling now that she's being treated even more roughly. like a plaything. like she's actually done something wrong and for once she's being scolded like it. if this weren't with Lina, if these circumstances weren't extremely specific, she'd be equal parts embarrassed and absolutely enraged.]

[instead, she can't even pretend she's capable of holding herself back. the combination of being forced against the wall and feeling Lina's cock suddenly get prehensile on her is almost too much, and she can't decide whether she should apologize like her mistress wants or keep this going as long as she can. but as usual, her mouth has not gotten the message, and all that comes out is a garbled mess of noises that could have, at one point, been a sentence if she weren't getting tangled over her own tongue.]

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