Follow my Lead

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There was a carriage that had no horse drawing it or coachman. Caleb steps out of it to hold the door open for me, "The ball awaits, my goddess." His attire was almost matching mine, and I realize Inchiki must had made it so since he knew what Caleb would have worn today. He didn't wear his glasses, but he didn't seem to need them as he bowed for me and held out his hand. I looked at his suit more closely and it was fit for a prince. His curly brown hair was pulled back nicely and a piece of it falls over his forehead. His ears are red but he looks at me with confidence as he kisses my gloved hand that came up to my elbows. I notice embroidery of stars and constellations, and he has one earring cuff that has a moth dangling from it.

I rip my gaze from his, "Thank you." I turn my face as it reddens and proceed into the carriage. He sits in front of me and then he whispers a spell, which takes us off. I am quiet at first, as I glance back at him our eyes make contact and both look away. "I haven't been inside one of these before," I tell him, "at least not one not drawn by horses. The rail carts I'm too scared of to go in on my own."

He smiles at me, "Yes it's not used very often except when I have to travel outside of the mage's tower. It's something of mine that I've been working very hard on for quite some time." I can tell he has pride in his voice as he looks down at the seat. "It took a few poorly made attempts to get it to not run into a person. Thankfully most know not to get in the way but at this point its been tested tried and true. I hope that it does not frighten you."

I like his smile, and I realized before I could stop myself that I am sitting next to him and my face is too close now. I blink and he stares down at me as his eyes travel down from mine to my lips, then past that to my breast.

His face becomes beat red and rips his gaze away from me as he looks out the window, "Lily, we're here." Then when he turns back my lips are on his as the potion takes effect again after holding myself back. He tastes my lips and then pulls away for a moment, "You taste like a love potion." His eyes loose focus and he says a spell again while moving his hand in a circle. "Why did you-" i interrupt him as we're kissing again and the curtains close in the carriage as he holds my face and I sit on top of him. His lips are covered in my lipstick and I kiss down his jawline and down his neck while grinding on him. "Did someone, drug you?"

I grinned at him, "Yes, isn't it amazing." I licked his neck and moaned in his ear. I felt him harden under me, "Now you can have a good time with me, but only for tonight." I tell him and I kiss him as my tongue slides into his mouth while I grip onto his jacket.

He runs his hands over my dress but stops before he undoes anything, "We shouldn't, you said you were with someone, and I don't-" I kiss him again, "I don't want to tear up that relationship."

I pulled back and smiled, "He was the one who drugged me." I cock my head, "He is my love and you are my pet." I grinned and ran my hand over him and rubbed him. "Unless you want to become mine as well." My grin turned into a closed mouth smirk as I stared down at him. "I can change you, to live beside me, like the crowlings are to my father." I lean down to his ear, "Then I can play with you for the rest of your long life."

There is a pause between us and only the sound of heavy breathes, and then I look at him in the eye. "I would really like that." Then he moves his hands under my dress and feels my wet pussy as he can easily pull aside my lace. His hand starts to finger me and I moan and cover my mouth with his. I allow him inside after he unsheathes himself from his trousers and we rock his carriage. My skirt billows up against his chest and he holds onto my hips as we moan together. I felt beyond myself, as if I was both in control and not, and held power over him. Until he lifts me off and makes me turn around with my back towards him and bent over on to the other side of the carriage's seat holding onto it. He pounds into me after he enters again, and I feel him grip onto my hips harder as he finally comes inside me and the sound of him smacking my skin with his as he pumps into me makes me climax as well.

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