by Elias Caldera on June 20th, 2014, 6:56 am
The lone word was nearly deafening as it washed over his barely throttled figure. Its utterance had bathed Elias with a fiery bliss that threatened to sunder the young man's very being the moment it left her lips. With it, what little was left of the feeble dam stemming the tide of his passion crumbled and was washed away all in an instant. Nothing was left now to hold back the boiling ocean of lust that had been building and building inside his chest since Redd had first dared to kiss her master. Elias fell upon her then like a beast would upon prey. Spirited hands flew to her taught waists, grabbing hold of supple flesh and squirming muscles beneath. An instant later and the girl's pants were ripped away and forced down around her ankles, freeing the kelvic of her mundane restraints as Elias forcefully rammed his still confined hips against hers. The table groaned and rattled in haughty protest once again. He wanted her wholly and completely at that point, for their joining to be as meaningful as it was maddeningly intense. The Ravokian would settle for nothing less. Her drowning scent had caught him like a viper's vice as he had hastily disrobed her, taking hold of his already stifled thoughts and gripping them even further until it practically pained him to think of anything else but that moment, and that woman. His mind felt addled with the maddening spell she had placed upon him with every subtle and unsubtle thing she had done to attract his attention. The growls, the whimpers, even the way she said his name, it had all come together in a dizzying concoction that the two now found themselves greedily drinking of. The mage had never been blind to it all mind you, he had simply resisted with a intransigence that now felt impossible to ever fully replicate again. Whatever defenses he had once managed to shore up against the wild, hazel eyed vixen were long overrun and utterly destroyed. She was just too much to fight off anymore, and Elias couldn't rightly bring himself to try.
One hand remained fastened around her neck, pushing her firmly into the desk as the master breathlessly readied himself for what was soon to come. His fingers worked impatiently upon his own clothing, desperate to strip away the last vestiges of modesty that barred the two from their powerful urge to join as one. Yet for all his vast arcane powers and unbearably distraught longing, Elias could only fumble and fail with the bindings of his damnable belt. The petching thing defied his attempts to unclasp entirely, as if girded by the power of mockery itself. With an anguished growl, Elias abandoned the pursuit, his desire and drive too strongly reminding him that to be apart from the wolf for more than a tick was to be apart for a tick too long.
Arms corded with muscles that hadn't seen such fervent and worthwhile use in a long time wrapped around Redd's taunting waist and flipped the slave over unto her back so that her legs were wrapped around him and that the depths of her longing gaze were reunited with the flames of his own. It was a look of such momentous need that it suddenly reminded Elias of who exactly it was that his body was now entangled upon. She was the fierce animal, the wild beast that intrigued and toyed with his primal nature. Redd was exotic, unique, stunning, and as she looked up at him from upon the hardwood desk, waiting to be lead and domineered, he knew it was time. Leaning in over the yearning kelvic until his tongue hovered tantalizingly over her ear and his breath stung hotly against her neck, Elias whispered words just as sweet and smoldering with hypnotic potency as they ever were. "You are mine now."
His hands guided their way down across her savory bottom and upon her tense thighs, grabbing hold with a prevailing grasp that soon had Redd lifted clean off the table and eventually resting solely around Elias's waist as he carried her across the room. Another hungry kiss embroiled the two in a carnal struggle as the Ravokian teetered backward, his feet finding the bed before spinning around. The two of them fell into the waiting sheets in a tangle of flesh and moans. Elias's shirt had disappeared somewhere along the line and so had Redd's, leaving her beautiful skin entirely exposed and ready to be subjected to his whim. He lifted himself above their embrace before he became too lost within however, rising over Redd while he pushed her back down flat against the bed with a commanding touch. With a yank of her hips, Elias wordlessly brought them against his own until the coursing heat of her core rested upon the hammering manhood still trapped within his trousers. The mage refused to take his eyes from the wolf even as the two collided, his glare full of unrestrained desire and thoughtless power. If only he could get these... damn... pants off! There was a snap and click from his buckle as it finally surrendered to his adamant attack. With a wicked and victorious grin, Elias was just beginning the big unveiling when all of a sudden there was a knock at the front door.
Furrowing his brow, Elias whipped around to stare at the thing, knowing it had to be a trick of the mind. Certainly there could be no bastard knocking at his door, at this time! There came another knock, this time more insistent, as if it weren't just the second, but only the second he had managed to hear during all the... "Mr. Caldera." Came the muted voice from the other side. He knew that voice. "Go away, Tarsin!" Elias practically roared back, returning his attention solely to the woman before him with disgruntled sneer. Another knock. "Its a matter of urgency I'm afraid." The man said after an uncomfortable moment of contemplating silence. "There is a letter for you here newly arrived, and I really must insist we discuss the details of the spare room you wish to hire for your use, you see its not entirely as simple as you tried to make it. There is also the troubling concern that I'm not entirely sure you paid the correct amou-"
"Alright! Alright." Elias growled, instantly exasperated and deflated. A hand had found its way to his snarling face, wiping the sheen of sweat that had begun in earnest upon his brow. He suspected what Redd's reaction to this abrupt turn of events would have been almost immediately, and so he sought to nip it in the bud - a poor choice of words at the time- before it caused him anymore of a conflict than he was already facing. He didn't need her convincing him with any agonizingly stimulating gyrations or whimpering pleas to stay put. He was barely winning against his own mental struggle as it was, he didn't think he'd win if it turned out to be two against one. A hand rested against her bare chest, pushing the wolf down and pinning her there on the bed while he set about unwrapping long, perfect legs and disembarking the mattress with a irked groan. Perhaps... perhaps this is for the best He weakly pondered. Maybe it was best that they had been stopped now before things had gone any further. Elias wasn't entirely sure anymore, but to come back later and reinspect this whole concept again with a clear head might have been best. She was just a kelvic after all, and he her master... He glanced back at Redd, his chest heaving from the strain of restraint he was forcing himself to show. Even with fat old family man Tarsin hovering just outside the door, the pounding of his loins still angrily demanded him to leap back into the bed and ravish the kelvic laying there, brimming and ready just for him. Instead, the young mage found his shirt on the floor and donned it, sealing up his pants with a bit of trouble soon after. He knew he had to explain to her this somehow lest the girl lose her mind wandering what had gone wrong. Lacing his aura with another wave of djed, the hypnotist halfheartedly flung a suggestion at her; something vague about having to earn her rewards from now on or... or something. His mind wasn't exactly in the right state to be shaping djed, let alone manipulating complex mental probes. He shook his head as another rasp at the door resounded throughout the room. "Redd this was... I'll be back later, get dressed and we'll... I- Just get dressed." He sighed before straightening himself and answering the door. He needed to think about this. All of it, and in great, painstaking detail. Yes, that's right. I need time to collect my thoughts and... right.
Elias had never disliked a man as fiercely as he did Tarsin at that very moment.
