Smut for Ladies by Ladies

Maze of Desire

Bryne took a tentative step forwards off the spiral staircase. He didn't know how'd he gotten there. Was he dreaming? It didn't matter in the end. Either this was real and he had no idea what was going to happen or this wasn't and he still had no idea. 

He was wearing a flattering suit with delicate embroidery and an ornate mask. It was comfortable to the touch and - at least for now - he decided to let it remain on his body. He turned his attention to the ballroom before him. It was a maze of mirrors with a decided gap in the center. 

Bryne could smell Mina's faint scent from somewhere in the room and he relaxed. This was probably one of Mina's games and those ALWAYS ended well for him. It didn't matter now that this was probably one of her mind altering illusions. He always ended up enjoying her surprises. 

"Mina?" 

He heard her giggle echo through the ballroom. "Yes Dear?"

"Where are you, Love," he inquired as he stepped forwards to the mirror maze. 

He noted his appearance for the fraction of a moment he could see it. Then the image changed to that of Mina. 

He nearly choked. 

She was sensuality itself. Her leather corset and thigh high boots complimented the tint of her skin and the leather strap she held loosely in her hands was just icing on the cake. She was relaxed in a sensual pose with her hip jut out for him to admire her curves. 

"Come find me!" she called and then the image disappeared leaving his astonished face in its place. 

He groaned in wanton need and took off into the maze. 

The first direction he took yielded a dead end and he huffed in frustration. He had a feeling Mina would be disappointed if he just flew over the maze so he turned and backtracked. He knew he was on the right path when an image of Mina's voluptuous ass was presented to him.

"I'm coming," he growled into the air hopeful that Mina wouldn't get bored of her game before he managed to find her. His vampire didn't have the best patience. 

Another correct turn gave him a view of her breasts in the corset as if she was laying on a bed awaiting him. The leather strap twisted in her hands. "Bryne~" she beckoned. 

He felt his body respond and he groaned low. 

Two wrong turns had him ready to just start breaking his way through but he knew that wouldn't get him anywhere. 

He turned and Mina was seated on a bed with her legs crossed provocatively. "Almost there, Bryne," she murmured.

He nearly ran the last portion of the maze until he stumbled across the bed. But Mina wasn't there. Had she gotten bored?

"Mina?" he asked in hope she was merely hiding.

A leather strap found its way across his chest and pulled him backwards.

"Bryne," she purred.

He leaned backwards until he felt her chest against his back. "Mina," he breathed in relief.

She nuzzled his neck, "Oh dear, did you think I'd leave you here after watching all those delicious faces you made?" 

"Mm, I wasn't sure," he admitted.

She laughed, "I haven't addressed this yet at all," and she cupped him with her free hand. 

He was about to respond when the strap whipped across him and she shoved him onto the bed. He rolled so he could see her stalk towards him. "Now lay there like the good man you are," she taunted. 

"Oh? Or what?" 

The strap moved through her hands, "Or you'll be whipped." 

He had to hold in a snort. He knew full well that'd be delightful. 

He removed his mask and then his coat. "I suppose I must be whipped, my dear Lady."

Mina licked her lips in a move that had him following it with his full attention. She strode forwards and ripped the shirt from his back. She pushed him onto the bed so he lay with his back facing her. 

The strap caressed his back and then lightly hit it. He was about to snort for real when it smacked into him with enough bite to make him gasp. Mina let the strap whip him for a few minutes until his skin was raised with welts. She flipped him over and he grunted as his back hit the silky sheets below him.

Mina crawled onto him and then dragged her hips across his body. She ground her hips into his and he let out a husky moan. "Mina," he gasped as she traced his tattoos with the lightest of touches from her fingertips.

"Dearest," she purred as her tongue flicked out to swipe against his carotid. 

Bryne normally liked leaving Mina in charge but after all that teasing and the hard month of separation they'd had he was in no more mood for it. 

He flipped them over and pulled her knee to her chest. He ground into her and she let out a delighted mewl. 

"I missed you," he gasped against her heated flesh and continued to lace it with dozens of heated kisses.

"I could barely stand it," she cried as he worked the leather corset from her body.

"I'm hungry, I hope you'll feed me," he groaned as she hooked her legs around his torso. 

"How do you want me?" she moaned into his neck.

He shuddered at the thought, "I want it all."

Mina kicked off her boots and then pulled his pants down with her feet. An impressive move that he was sure was only possible because this was in their minds. 

Bryne tore her delicate lace panties off with his teeth and set to work pleasing her.

She writhed beneath his steadying hands and cried out in ecstasy as he brought her over the edge. 

He nipped his way across her belly until her hands tangled in his hair and pulled him up. She flipped their bodies over and slowly ran a hand down her chest with a lip between her extended fangs.

With slow deliberateness, she slid him into her and rocked her hips. He let out a gasped moan that soon became a groan of wanton desire. She rocked their bodies together until he wasn't sure where she began and he ended. 

Her fangs pierced his neck and let out a cry as he wrapped his arms around his Mina. The unity of their bodies was now joined by the unity of their minds and he felt like he was soaring. He could FEEL Mina's mind as it tangled with his and her resulting euphoria. Together they came in an avalanche of desire and need. Panting and groaning with each other, they celebrated their mutual return home into the other's arms.