Black Lace & Burnt Skies

02. Heightened Senses

Later in the afternoon after classes Charlie and Archer met back at her dorm. Their school books were scattered all over the bed along with notebooks filled with notes that had been written and re written a dozen times over.

"How much longer?" She asks the same question she had asked just twenty minutes ago.

"Patience darling. I know studying isn't your favorite thing to do, however it's very important we score well on the next exam." He replies in a low tone, not taking his eyes off the book he had been reading from.

She sighs, her finger tips following an invisible line below the words as she reads.

"Sometimes it makes me angry you're so perfect." She teases.

He huffs out a laugh, setting his book down. "Is that so?"

She crawls over to the space beside him and he pulls her into his lap facing him. He smiles softly at her as she now finds herself running her hands through his soft hair.

"Hey." She whispers, a smile forming across her lips as well.

"Hello love." He replies, resting his forehead gently against hers. His eyes closing shut as he takes in a deep breath.

"Tired?"

He shrugs lightly. "Just thinking.."

"About what?"

He slowly opens his eyes, the hint of a smirk crossing his lips. Their faces are now barely centimeters apart and something about the look in his eyes brought back the butterflies in her stomach. His hand moves under her chin as he whispers in a smoky tone.

"About how fucking sexy you look in black lace."

"I'm glad you noticed." She whispers breathlessly, closing her eyes as he lowers his head to the bare skin on her neck.

His lips graze her neck, and he breathes in her soft scent. The rapid sound of her own racing heart filled her ears as his hands slide down to her body, stopping at her waist. She could feel his warm breath against her exposed skin and her own breathing hitches as his hands resume movement, wandering lower.

The cold metal of his rings brush against her and she shivers eagerly feeling his hands drag down to her thighs. She inhaled a deep shuddering breath as his lips move against her ear.

"Let's play a little game, shall we?" He whispers.

She nods, biting her lip as he gently picks her up and sets her to the side while he moves their  books off the bed. He then picks up his wand, effortlessly casting a silencing spell over the room then setting his wand on the nightstand.

He comes back over, with a blindfold in his hands. His eyes darkening as he comes closer.
Charlie could feel the heat between her legs building as she began to guess what the blindfold was for. She watches him strip down to nothing but his boxers, a light blush moving across her cheeks as she does.

"Is it alright if I put this on you?" He asks, holding out the blindfold.

She nods and he moves closer. Her hands run through her curls, brushing them away from her face as he places the blindfold over her eyes, carefully adjusting it and then tying it in the back.

He places his hand on her back, gently guiding her as he lays her down. He propped himself up beside her. A newly found nervous sensation takes over and her heart begins to pumps faster- struggling to relax. Normally she was never quite this nervous, however without her sight everything felt a lot more intense.

She felt the bed move slightly beneath her as Archer re positions himself beside her. Her core tightens and she draws her thighs together. His fingertips lightly graze her thighs, moving up and down her bare skin as she's now painfully aware of each subtle move he makes. He begins spreading her legs apart.