Lovesick Witches

Smut For Smut's Sake

"What is it?" she growled from inside her bedroom. I held my breath as the door in front of my face swung open, revealing a rather aggressive Hecate standing in the centre of the spacious room. 

Her shoulders relaxed as she saw me in the doorway and without saying anything else, she scooped her arm around, gesturing for me to come in. 

I took a few steps into the cold room as I gently closed the door behind me. Hecate watched as I shivered in the change in temperature from the already frosty corridors and she flicked her wrist, starting a little fire in her fireplace. I glared into the flames as I allowed the warmth to get to me. 

"Did I wake you?" I whispered. 

"No," said Hecate, her tone softening, drastically. "I wasn't asleep." 

"Oh, okay." I paused as I tried to recall why I was here in the first place as I was sure Hecate would be wondering the same thing. "I... umm... I couldn't sleep," I stuttered. 

The woman stood in a long, dark nightgown. It was leather and hugged her slim figure, perfectly. Her hair was loose and fairly messy, giving it a gorgeous wavy texture as many of the baby hairs danced around uncontrollably, after being released from Hecate's signature, tight bun. 

The warm, dim lighting from the crackling fire lit her eyes up in the most stunning way. Sparkles radiated from them as her lips sat, lightly, on top of one another, dark and somewhat moist. 

My heart rate speeded up as I continued to observe her beautiful body, her waist, slim and pleasantly snatched. My chest pumped faster and faster the more I let myself drown, in awe, in her presence. Our eyes met and I could tell in an instant that I wasn't the only one enjoying each other's looks. 

I listened as the woman released a heavy sigh, her entire being relaxing as she did so. Her lips felt like magnets to mine and I had to try my hardest to resist the temptation of doing something far more intimate than kissing. And I could tell Hecate was doing the same. 

As I witnessed her love glide over to me, neither of us wanted to withstand what felt right. 

Hecate waved her hand, casting a sound-proof spell over the room as she knew what was about to happen. 

Before I could think of anything else, my lips were on Hecate's. They touched hers gently before pressing harder into them. Her arm wrapped around my waist as my hand reached for her hair, stroking through her bouncy locks. 

Our breathing rates increased as I was pushed back against the door of her room. Her hands fixed themselves onto the door, passing either side of me as we let ourselves become more open to these wonderful sensations. 

I held her face in my palms and we took a couple of strides into the room, her hand finding my waist again. I kissed the gorgeous lips of hers once more, passion and excitement draining through every one of my cells. 

I was so unconditionally in love with every part of Hecate's body and I found myself wanting to explore it even more. 

I took a step away from Hecate so that I could un-plait my hair. I threw the hair bobble on the floor as my fairly long waves settled onto my shoulders. 

"You're so pretty," said Hecate as she watched my hair flow free, her voice, whilst deep and rather intense, incredibly sexy. 

I ran back up to her and left another passionate kiss on her lips before pulling my grey, pyjama top over my head and letting it drop onto the wooden floor. Hecate's eyes widened as she stared at me. I lowered my bra straps and unclipped my bra, watching as that fell onto the floor, too. Hecate's mouth upturned and I stood behind her to unzip her nightgown. 

As the zip was tight, it took some strength to get it down, but once I did, it was easy for her to pull the whole dress to the floor. I watched as she took off her underwear, and then I did the same. 

I jumped on top of her as she laid down on her freshly made bed. Her hand stroked through my hair as I left countless kisses all over her breathtaking body. Her skin was pale and soft, yet colder than ice. 

"You're freezing," I whispered through the kisses. 

"Sorry," she replied. 

"Don't apologise. I like it. But are you not cold?" 

"No, I'm fine," she said, smiling. 

"Good. Because you may want to relax a little more." 

Hecate breathed deeply as I let my fingers slide into her. I took pleasure in pleasuring her as I knew she loved it. She moaned as I pleasured her harder. After a low-pitched scream, Hecate pulled away and rolled over. Now it was her turn to do the same to me. 

After the most amazing experience of my life, our breathing rates slowed down and I lay on Hecate's bed, her arm around me. I wiped the sweat off my forehead as my body felt exhausted, but fresh and alive. 

"Wow," I said after a few moments of stillness. "That was amazing. You are amazing." 

"Is that the only reason you like me? Because you get to fuck me?" 

"Hecate!" I laughed, in disbelief of her un-teacher-like language. "Well, along with the fact that you are kind, sweet, sexy, caring and always want the best for people. You're confident and loving, not to mention, utterly adorable. You, my dear Hecate, are perfect in every way." 

"I love you too, darling," said Hecate.