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Bewitched. Body, mind, and soul.Emmrich Volkarin was a man enamoured with a younger woman. A young woman full of life, brightness, and a fondness for chatting about botany until the stars appeared in the sky. That same woman was currently leant against one of his bookcases, braids falling past her face as she stared at the pages of an open book. Oh how he longed to move those braids out of the way. Stare into those eyes and kiss her. To capture her lips in a singular movement and spend the night telling her all the ways he was enamoured with her.She had a fascination for botany, already blessed with a vast knowledge of the flora and fauna of Arlathan forest – she was currently reading a book on the flowers of Nevarra. Something which stirred the whirlpool of emotions in his chest. It gave him a veritable list of fantasies about domestic life with her back in Nevarra. Perhaps she could maintain a garden of flowers at his estate. They could wander the memorial gardens together. She could have an office at his estate for her tinkering. He stared out of the balcony, to the endless skies of the fade, trying to keep his mind away from the more scandalous regions of thought. He had caught himself staring at the shape of her waist and imagined his hands grasping it tightly; his slender fingers gripping onto her as he thrust. Or he’d catch himself staring hungrily at the curve of her hips, the line of her rear as it met her thighs, and imagined himself nestled between them. His eyes would follow the line of her neck, down to her clavicle, down the open neckline of her shirt, and wonder what she looked like underneath those layers of clothing. He desired her in all ways. He wanted to wake on a morning to see her sleeping beside him, and he wanted to be the reason that she slept beside him naked. He wanted her to call his name and he wanted to hear her breathlessly murmur it. Oh he was a man possessed.
He fancied that she might be interested. She had flirted with him in moments he might have once considered inappropriate, flattered him in ways he hadn’t expected from the elven veil jumper, and sent his heart racing when she smiled at him. Then there was the fact that she often chose to spend spare moments in his rooms. He’d find her there, between missions, and in the moments when it seemed she needed peace. Was she drawn to him in all the same ways he was drawn to her?“Gold penny for your thoughts” She called over to him. Her eyes no longer on the book in her hands, instead on the skull he had been grasping particularly hard in his hands.He snapped out of his wandering mind “Oh dearest, it does seem as if those thoughts carried me away”She smiled when he called her dearest. A small piece of affection but the way her eyes lit up when he referred to her that way was enough to make his heart skip a beat “Where do you go when the thoughts carry you away?” She replied with a small smile on her face.“You would wish to know dearest” He rose from his perch and set the skull on the small table behind him.She nodded “You have a fascinating mind, no doubt it traverses places that no one else could go”He sighed and wandered over to her. “It is, my dear, nowhere that no man has not gone before. Entirely human, one might say. Some of my thoughts come from the human condition and from matters concerning the heart”Her perfume was intoxicating, the smell of wildflowers filled his mind with thoughts of laying her down in a glade of them, and again he was almost lost to the thoughts. He leaned with one hand on the bookcase, he almost towered over her, and the sight of her coyly looking up at him with the book still clasped in her hands was threatening to push him over the edge.“You have such a way with words Emmrich” She spoke softly, removing one hand from her book to toy with one of the chains that decorated his waistcoat. “Even the most dull things sound like poetry”He felt her fingertips brush his chest as she picked the chain up. Emmrich felt his heart skip another beat, this time it was coupled with a different feeling – a need, a want, a desire that pooled in his abdomen.“Maevis” He spoke her name softly. He wondered for a moment if she could hear the tinge of desire on the edge of his voice.“My name sounds so wonderful when you say it” Her voice sounded distant as she focussed on straightening out the already crisp line of his collar. The way she said it felt like a thought that had never meant to be spoken out loud.He wasn’t thinking when he placed his hand beneath her chin and lifted it up so he could stare into those dark green eyes. He certainly wasn’t thinking of propriety when he leaned down and captured her lips with his. All his control went out of the window with the wisps when he heard the book drop from her hands and felt her grasp onto his waistcoat to pull him closer. His other hand found it’s way to her waist as the kiss continued. The same waist he had envisioned his hands gripping in the midst of pleasure. His mouth moved from hers, kissing her cheek, followed by a rather hungry kiss placed on her jawline, he moved her hair to kiss her neck as he pressed her up against the bookcase. He felt her shiver as his lips lingered on her collar bone. The unchecked bodily reaction stoked the already burning fire within him. The gasp that escaped her lips as his hand slid from her waist and grasped her rear added to the already roaring flame. He pressed his knee between her legs, as he kissed her once again; this time it was passionate and reflected the hunger he had attempted to rationalise.It was all rather ungentlemanly.“Emmrich” She whispered breathlessly between kisses.
Oh he loved hearing his name said in that tone.It was a hiss from Manfred who had just returned to the library cut through the atmosphere. He pulled away, a bright blush reddened his cheeks, and he was suddenly very aware of who he was again. She was a divine sight before him, her chest heaving, and her hand still grasping his waistcoat. Her eyes still staring at the top button as if her next move would have been to undo it.“The reagents” He groaned.Another hiss from Manfred caused them to pull away from one another. She looked flushed, and could not look him in the eyes. To be fair to her, he could not look her way either. The desire burned far too hot within him and if he were to capture her gaze once again then all composure would be thrown to the wind, and he would have to throw his skeletal manservant from the room. He heard her pick up the book from the floor and close it. She muttered something about a nap, thanked him for the book, and descended the stairs. He heard her cheerily say hello to Manfred and the familiar excited hiss from the manservant as Maevis walked past him and out of the tower. A heavy feeling of disappointment settled over him.It was a few hours later when she entered the tower again, this time with Harding who had come to borrow Manfred. The curious skeleton had been rather excited by the plants she had brought back from her scouting mission.“I thought he might like to plant them with me” Harding excitedly exclaimed, earning an excited hiss from Manfred. “I’ll only keep him a few hours, I thought he might enjoy it”His eyes wandered over to Maevis, who had accompanied the scout to his tower. “It would do him well to learn some botany, I am sure he would be delighted to help you with your garden and you may keep him as long as you like. It does not do a spirit of curiosity any good to stay cooped up in a tower anyway.”“Thanks Emmrich’. Come on Manfred.” Harding left the room with an enthusiastic Manfred skipping off behind her.“He’s a delight” Maevis commented, leaning against his desk.“And how can I help you dearest” His eyes flickered up and down her figure.She fidgeted “I wanted to talk about earlier. The bookcase...” She trailed off. He surmised that she was trying to find the right words.“Oh” He shifted in his seat and placed the book he had been reading onto the side table. The heart within his chest had suddenly started beating rapidly. If one were to check his pulse in that moment, it might have registered as a panic attack.“I didn’t want...” She played with the button on her sleeve “...I didn’t want to...we are...we have a job...I don’t want it to affect our relationship...” Something about her was forlorn. As if she had already forseen a conclusion to this conversation that saddened her.He raised an eyebrow, trying to maintain his calm but inside, a sort of panic had set in. Was she here to cut off the dalliance that they had begun already? So soon.“If you don’t feel that way...” The end of the sentence seemed to escape her. “We can remain friends. Colleagues."“And what way would that be?” He asked calmly, rising from his seat.“Ah, you know...” She struggled to find the words.“I do not know your thoughts dearest” He took her hands in hers. That simple action appeared to stop her breath for a moment. As if she hadn’t known that she would receive such affection from him in that moment.“That you and I” She looked down and stared at their joined hands.“You and I” He echoed. “Are everything that I could desire in this life and perhaps even in the next” He completed his sentiment with some finality. “I could face all the years of mortality I may still possess with you by my side. I regret to say that I want more than a simple friendship with you. I want so much more”
Her head shot up to look at him, blue eyes darted about his face as a smile bloomed across her features. It was her turn to kiss him first, reaching up to pull his face down to hers. The fire within him started up again but he exercised some restraint for a moment. He did not want to move so fast, when she had been so convinced that he did not want more than a few flirtatious comments and a passionate kiss against a bookcase. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers, she was delightful, and a reminder of how many wonderful twists and turns he had experienced in her company since that first flirtatious comment from her lips. She pressed another kiss against corner of his mouth, and he felt his heart skip another beat.“That answers that question” She said softly, before pressing another kiss to the other side of his mouth.“Do you have any other questions dearest?” He murmured back, raising her hand to his mouth and pressing a kiss to her wrist.“You never did tell me where your thoughts were earlier” She stated with a small chuckle.He smiled and sat her on the desk properly, situating himself between her thighs and leaned in. “They were not for polite company my dear.”It was her turn to raise her eyebrows “I don’t see any polite company here. You could tell me. I can keep a secret” Her tone was breathless but coaxing.“As a man of learning, I find that a demonstration is often the best course of action” He grasped her waist with his hands and pulled her closer, so that there was no space between them at all.She let out a little involuntary gasp as he pressed his body against hers. He kissed her deeply, intentions laced with a heady mix of desire and carnal intent. As he kissed her, he felt part of himself come alive with desire and a flame that could not be quenched by knowledge or intellectual pursuits.“Would you like a demonstration dearest?” He whispered into her ear.She nodded rapidly, her fingers had already undone the buttons of his waistcoat; the very action spurred him on further. He paused, taking in the sight of her before walking to the door and locking it in one swift movement. Manfred was not to interrupt this time, and he didn’t want any other members of the Veilguard walking in either. His next move was to remove the waistcoat that had been so bothering her and placed it on the back of his desk chair. He was back to her in seconds, hungrily kissing her, his hands buried deep in her hair. He broke the kiss long enough to begin unbuttoning her shirt. Both of them were panting as he finished the last button, allowing her to throw the shirt behind her. He pulled her undergarment over her head and traced a finger along her collarbone, down the line his eyes had once traced and along the line of her bosom. He lay her back on the desk and deftly began undoing her trousers before pulling them away from her body and allowing them to drop to the floor.
It was as divine as he imagined. Seeing her laid bare before him, her curves were everything he had envisioned in those dreams that led to a hasty clean-up, and he could barely contain himself. He leaned over her to kiss her, she took this opportunity to tug his shirt out of his pants and undo the buttons holding it together. She reached the top, pausing at the jewellery that pinned his collar to the shirt. He removed it for her, placing it on the chair next to the desk before shedding the usually neatly pressed linen shirt. He paused for a mere moment to remove his other jewellery, pulling rings from his fingers and gently placing them onto the plush seat of the chair. He pressed his body against hers, eager to feel her naked skin against his. Her skin was impossibly soft. Orlesian silks could not compare to the way her breasts felt as they pressed against his chest. He kissed her neck, leaving a trail of burning desire on her bosom as he slid a hand into her pants.He found her already aroused and wanting but that wasn’t simply enough. He wanted her wild and wanton beneath him. All those ideas that had floated through his head, all those unbidden dreams where had her, and all those carnal fantasies that had distracted him as he wandered through the memorial gardens. His fingers found her clit and began to massage. The soft moan that escaped her lips was enough to pull him over the edge and into the abyss, he could already feel his erection straining against the cloth of his underwear and trousers. He dipped a single digit into her opening and let out his own sigh as she moaned a little louder.“Yes that’s it” He whispered softly against her neck.A second finger joined the first causing her to buck beneath him, fingers entwined in his hair getting tighter. He moved his fingers in and out, her breathing became even heavier as she began to reach the pinnacle point. He drew her into a deep kiss as she came for the first time, he felt her shiver against him as he sent her over the edge.“Emm...” She exclaimed quietly, her fingers pulling at the waistband of his trousers. There was desperation in the way she tugged but he was not finished just yet. He had many ideas that had built up over the last few weeks. Many ideas that involved her just as she was.“Now, now dearest. You asked for a demonstration...” He removed his fingers and began to kiss down her neckline once again. “I believe in a thorough demonstration” He stated before pressing a kiss against her abdomen.She let out an exasperated sigh that was soon replaced with one of enjoyment as his tongue traced a circle around the same clit he had rubbed earlier. He kneeled, gripping her thighs with his hands as his tongue darted along the folds of her sex. She let out another gasp as he placed his mouth against her and drove his tongue into the opening. He was lost in the haze of pleasuring her, the taste of her was simple maddening, and the way she gasped his name as he dragged his tongue across her clit was enough to drive all other thoughts from his head.“Emmrich” She cooed.“Good girl” He said softly against her thigh.He stood back up and unbuttoned his trousers, pushing them down far enough to allow his cock free. He was fully erect, the events of the day had him raring to claim her with it. He placed it at the entrance and watched as her eyes widened.“Do you want me to continue the demonstration?” He asked.
She nodded, unable to find the words to adequately describe her need for him to continue. With her confirmation, he slid into her fully, unable to temper the deep and satisfied groan that escaped his lips as he penetrated her to the hilt. Her nails dug into the desk as he did, he could feel her walls tighten around his cock as pleasure washed over her. He began to thrust – slowly at first – but eventually all of the lust that was consuming him won over and eventually he picked up the pace. Her perfect breasts bounced as he thrust into her repeatedly, he let out a low moan as she came again. The way she clasped a hand to her mouth to stop herself from being too loud was all too maddening. He slowed his thrust to pull her hand from her mouth and pin it to the desk.“Oh no dearest. I want to hear all of it.” He thrust slowly into her, locking eyes for a second. “I have wanted this for too long, I will not have you quieten those passions”She nodded as he pulled her up to meet him, still gently thrusting into her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into the nape, as he thrust deeper and deeper. He could feel the quivering build up as he pounded harder and quicker into her, his own climax was fast approaching alongside her own.
“Emmrich” She moaned breathlessly.“Yes dearest. That’s it, let it wash over you” He whispered to her in between kisses. “Come for me”And she did. He felt the walls of her sex tighten around his cock as the orgasm flooded through her body. His own came swiftly afterwards with a primal groan that came from deep within him. There was a few seconds afterwards that stretched into minutes where they kissed softly, neither wishing move so soon. He didn’t want her dressed yet, he wanted to run his hands over every inch of her naked form, he wanted to savour the taste of her a little longer, and he had other fantasies to explore. Taking her on his desk was only one of many visions he had thought of in his mind.“Gold for your thoughts” She whispered as one kiss finished.“The current thoughts plaguing me my dear is how reluctant I am to let you depart my presence. Especially when you are so delectable when unclothed and I am very loathed to let you put those clothes back on”She let out a quiet chuckle and pressed a kiss to his jawline “We have a few hours and I think we could do with cleaning up” Her tone was low and delightfully dangerous.He let out deep sigh “Excellent idea, I will draw us both a bath” He pulled his trousers up but did not button them. They hung slack around his hips. A slight blush rose to his cheeks as he watched her eyes roam over his own form.“I will...” She looked around and hopped off the desk. “...pick up our clothes” Maevis bent over to pick up his shirt.The sight of her rounded bottom as she bent over was enough to fuel the fire within him again. “And you are not to put a single piece of it back on” He stated with some firmness.He watched as she paused to fold the shirts and place them on his chair, he must have caught her in a stray thought as he gave her that command “Yes sir” She answered seductively, placing her folded trousers on his chair.“Good, good” His hunger for her had not been sated afterall “Well follow me, I think the demonstration may need to be continued”