Cursed

Chapter 5

"We will never speak of what happened, alright?" Gareth tried to sound optimistic, but the edge to his voice gave away his shock. He wanted to embrace her, for her comfort as much as his own, but the repulsive feeling he felt under his skin kept him from it.

"Alright." Juniper replied hoarsly.

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The pair landed with a thud on the cold slate ground, surrounded by rusted metal bars that acted like a cage. They were trapped in what looked like an oversized burrow that an animal would dig to hide from winter.

Empty potion bottles were scattered among the dirt and rocks. A medium-sized cauldron was brewing in front of the cage with boiling ooze, the smell making them gag, with a small nightstand-like table in the corner closest to what they assumed was the opening of the cave.

"It's not often a beast that falls for the same trap twice!" A shrieking laughter echoed through the burrow.

An older, tall, and slender woman peered from the opening of the cave. Her pointed features made for an ethereal and unsettling presence. Sebastian instinctively stepped in front of Juniper protectively. He glanced over his shoulder to her. Her brows tightly knitted, and a tangible fury rolled of her skin, but her body trembled. Had the woman been referring to her when she said beast?

"You're an evil woman." Juniper hissed through clenched teeth.

The woman laughed again. "You're telling me you didn't enjoy our last encounter? Your screams told me otherwise."

Screams? What had this woman done to Juniper? Sebastian reached for his wand, but his hand came back empty.

The pointed lady turned to him. "Are you searching for these?" She held both their wands. "The enchantment that placed you here sifts through any magical object, not allowing anything to enter that may contaminate the experiment. You brought a dull one once again, gifted one."

"Experiment?" Sebastian looked to Juniper again. She was shaking so strongly that she was practically convulsing. "June? What's going on?"

"I'll tell you, my new subject. I am searching for a way to populate a rare subspecies of dracomen. The issue is that the pair I have captured hate each other, and I have not encountered more. So, I am experimenting with hormone inducing vapors that might do the trick." The woman took out a vile with swirling neon green liquid from her cloak.

"The Ministry will send you to Azkaban for this." Juniper said fiercely.

The woman let out a belted laugh. "Dear child, who do you think is funding this project? Of course, I am not telling them what kind of beast I am testing on. Animal cruelty is such an inhuman evil, you understand?"

She reached for the small table and pried the drawer open, retrieving an old gas mask. She then proceeded to pour half the vile into the cauldron, turning the ooze bright pink.

"You have fun now!" She said with a giggle and retreated out of the burrow.

As the vapors began to fill the small cavern, Juniper reached to Sebastian. "Listen, whatever happens, know it is not your fault, and that when this is over, we have to report it, alright? Promise me."

He looked at her, confused. He wanted to ask more about what she was talking about, about what was going on. But it hit him. The vapors from the cauldron had made its way into his lungs. He watched Juniper retreat to the opposite end of the cell, most likely for the same reason. She was breathing pretty heavily, her cheeks flushed, and a look that took his breath away.

She was aroused. And so was he.

He turned from her in embarrassment at the swelling that had formed in his trousers. His skin pricked with desire, a need he knew exactly what would satisfy. He leaned against the dirt wall, trying to calm himself. Yes, he would love to indulge his needs with her. He had imagined what she looked like naked many times after their first romantic encounter and imagined the things he would do with her if she ever gave him the chance, yet he never believed he would. He took deep breaths, hoping the air would cool down his body, but the opposite happened. With every inhale the desire grew.

"Juniper, what's going on?" His voice trembled, like her name alone would bring him to climax.

Juniper fell to her knees. The sound of Sebastians voice saying her name made her legs weak. She knew resisting would prolong the inevitable, but she tried anyway.

"It's just as she said: a vapor that encourages mating. She's so eager for it to work that she would use any subject, as long as it wasn't an animal. Bloody stupid and evil witch."

"So, it's going to happen? Here? Like...this?"

She remained quiet for a moment before answering. His voice in her ears was too stimulating for her to speak clearly. "....unfortunately."

They remained in that state for what felt like forever but was probably only a few minutes. Their bodies yearned for each other, but their minds were still in control. The witch returned into the cave with the gas mask over her face. She was both surprised and displeased by the space between the couple.

"Tougher than I thought. I didn't want to waste such an expensive creation on mere humans, but I guess it'll have to do for the sake of science." She poured the rest of the vile into the cauldron and stepped back out of the burrow.

Any resistance that either Juniper or Sebastiam had vanished once the potent vapor entered their bloodstream. Any reason they had to not let their carnal desires to take over disappeared. A couple of inhales of the potent potion and whatever held them back from each other was gone.

Sebastian made the first move. He pulled Juniper from the floor and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth, and she let him, following his motions. She guided his hands to her breasts, eager for his skin to touch her own. He groped her rear with one hand and cuped her breast with the other while she used hers to unbuckle his trousers, the length of his arousal throbbing through the fabric.

He ripped her blouse open, the buttons scattering over the ground. He kissed her neck, leaving dark bruised wherever his lips landed with no regard to caution.  She stroked his cock causing him to moan against her skin. He couldn't help it much longer. If he didn't put himself in her, he would lose his mind. She moaned his name over and over again, each time more intense than the last. Every movement he made against her body brought her closer to the edge. Every breath was a whimper of pleasure. Anytime he licked her nipples or sunk his teeth into her soft flesh produced a loud groan of ecstasy.

He moved her to the ground and placed his mouth between her legs. She let out a load moan when his tongue touched her swollen clit. She grinded against his face, intensifying his movements. He sucked, licked, and inserted his tongue inside her in swirling motions. She arched her back and pushed his head closer while digging into his hair. Her legs were wrapped around his neck.

"Fuck me, Sebastian. Please." She begged, and he obeyed.

He stripped her of all her clothing, took his own off as well, and plunged into her. She was incredibly warm and wet. He did not know how he didn't come right there and then. She screamed, her back arched, and her muscles tightened. His cock felt perfect inside her. Every ridge gave her more pleasure than she could imagine receiving. She wanted more. She wrapped her legs around his waist, causing him to go deeper inside of her.

He replied by thrusting so hard she could feel his length as if it were in her stomach. It pleased her, knowing her wanted her. He kept thrusting hard. She curled her toes and opened her legs, further welcoming him deeper into her. He slapped her breast, her face, the side of her thigh, making her skin red. He continued thrusting, placing his large hand around her neck. He quickened his pace, reaching closer and closer to climax.

"Sebastian..." she whimpered airlessly from the tightness on her neck.

That did it. The sound of her voice saying his name as though she was begging for release. He exploded inside her. The action making her come as well. He held her legs while they shook from the intensity of her orgasm. His fantasy came true, and he suddenly hated himself for it.