Now that Lywena had left, Aaralon took a minute to calm down. Maybe they were right and he was dabbling in magics that were out of his league. He'd made a stupid mistake and almost ended up a thrall to the weakest imp he could think of. Summoning was such a difficult subject it wasn't even taught untill post graduate studies. If nothing else, Aaralon decided to study some more before trying that again.
But then, the new potions teacher punished him by fucking him with her ass and giving him an additional, more sensitive cock? If it had been in the middle of his forehead, he could understand it being a punishment, but it's placement made it perfect for double penetration. All things conisdered, maybe he should go down and thank her. Actually, that would give him a divine sense of revenge, using her idea of punishment to make sex for him better.
Aaralon headed down to Lywena's chambers and knocked on her door. She opened the door, revealing her body outlined by the light from a small candleabra. Her fine hair was weighted down with the sweat from thier sex earlier. Her robe was still a cloud of silk above her smooth flesh. She looked at Aaralon with frustration. "I don't think five minutes has been enough time for you to learn your place."
"Very true Mrs. Lywena." Aarolon said with a smirk, "I will have to practice having sex with some other girls before I find out the best way to use both my cocks. I just wanted to take the time to thank you for the present. That's the most fun I've had being punished. I look forward to seeing you in class."
"Miss." Lywena said, "Miss Lywena. A sorcerous has a hard time finding a man to relate to her and not try steal her soul or powers or just burn her at the stake. If I'd found a husband, he'd be the only one getting his cock sucked by me."
Aaralon turned back around. "Is that why you're here? Looking for a mate? Leave me off your list. Not only is there an age difference, you lack ambition. I mean, fucking for punishment? What am I supposed to do, feel bad I didn't cuddle afterwards?"
"Hello, that was sex magic? You need to have SEX to use it? If you don't understand things like that, what in Joven's Sagging Left Nut were you doing with that book?" Lywena pointed to the stolen book on her table. "Besides, I needed fucking. I haven't had a partner in years, but that badly aimed banging was far to short. Now if you don't have anything else stupid to say, I'm going to go summon a something safe to fuck!"
Lywena slammed the door in Aaralon's face. A flash of anger went through him. After telling him it was too dangerous, she was off to use it herself. Badly aimed indeed! She'd screamed for him to do it there. He'd stormed off for four steps before his brain clicked. She was going to use the book. If he could convince her to let him watch, he could see how to summon safely. Hey, and it was sex magic too, maybe he could even convince her to fuck him to have the neccesary sex for her spell. It had to be better than masturbation.
Then again, he could just go find someone else to test his two dicks on. |