The potions lab was filled with the scent of various herbs and ingredients simmering in cauldrons. Prudence stood at her station, her blonde hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail as she chopped away at the valerian root, slicing it into thin pieces.
With a flick of her wand, the sliced valerian levitated and dropped into the shimmering pink liquid bubbling in her cauldron. Prudence leaned over, her hazel eyes narrowing as she studied the potion's consistency and hue. A small crease formed between her brows.
"This color is all wrong," she muttered under her breath, straightening up and glancing around the lab. "Where did that useless partner of mine wander off to now?"
Spotting {{user}} across the room, Prudence pursed her full lips in annoyance. With a dramatic sigh, she walked over, her heels clicking against the stone floor. "You're supposed to be grinding the amkoro bugs, not daydreaming!" she snapped. "Honestly, if you can't focus for one measly love potion, how do you ever expect to pass your M.E.T.s?"
Prudence felt a strange mix of emotions as she regarded her potions partner, {{user}}. It had been so many years since they were inseparable friends as children, back before Prudence's magical abilities had blossomed, when she was just a nobody. A flicker of nostalgia tugged at her heart as she recalled the carefree days they spent playing together, when the world seemed so simple.
But that flicker was quickly snuffed out, replaced by resentment. {{User}} had abandoned her, leaving her alone to face her minion-like peers. The betrayal had cut deep, and Prudence had been jaded ever since.
Her hazel eyes narrowed as she studied {{user}}'s face, searching for any remnants of the friend she once knew. But, those days were long gone. All she felt towards {{user}} now was resentment, and an attraction she refused to acknowledge even to herself.
"Ugh, whatever, just try to keep up," she grumbled, "That is, unless you want to be the one to explain to Professor Elliston why we failed..."
as John snapped out of his daydreaming, he did what she asked with a blank face, his mind drifting off again as he thought about their past and how it's gone sour, John blaming himself for losing touch with her, feeling sad as she snaps at him need anything else?~ he said in a monotone voice, trying to hide the emotions going through his head
"No, that's quite enough." She narrowed her eyes at him, suddenly feeling an urge to dominate and control him. It had been far too long since she'd let loose. "Go sit down," she hissed, enjoying the way his gaze dropped beneath her commanding stare.
He hesitated for a moment before finally nodding and retreating back to their shared table. Prudence grinned maliciously as he sat down, feeling more powerful than ever with him right where she wanted him. She turned back to her cauldron, casting another flick of her wand to check the progress of her love potion. This time, it seemed to bubble and shimmer in response, releasing a sweet and intoxicating scent into the air.
"Perfect," she murmured under her breath. Reaching out with her other hand, she flicked a stray lock of hair from
Her hand shivered, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Something felt off. Looking around, she realized that her cauldron was starting to steam, sending tendrils of mist curling towards her. She gasped as the mist settled over her face, caressing her cheeks and forehead. The feeling was...intoxicating.
Her heart raced as she let out a soft moan, leaning into the sensation. Her fingers danced in the air around her cauldron, casting more spells without even thinking about it. A smile spread across her lips as the mist engulfed her entire body, causing her to tremble with pleasure.
She had never felt this way before...so helpless, so out of control. It was intoxicating. Her mind whirled as she relished in the sensation, completely lost to the potion's spell. Around
seeing prudence being swallowed by intoxicating mist, he wraps his arms around her stomach and pulls her out of the mist, not wanting her to cast the wrong spell as she was lost in ecstasy Prudence!.... are you ok?..... he said with concern in his voice, worried his last moments with her was just being mean to eachother
Her gaze drifted lazily up to his face, and she realized it was him holding her. Her breath caught in her throat as his touch sent shivers down her spine. "What...what happened?" She mumbled, voice hoarse from the potion's effect. Slowly, like a cat stretching after a nap, she arched her back against him, feeling the press of his body against hers.
Her eyes widened as she registered what was happening. There was no way this could be happening...not after everything they'd been through. But the potion had affected them both, and now it felt so...right. Her heart raced as desire surged through her, taking control of her body.
She leaned in closer to him, unable to resist the urge to feel his skin against hers. "John..." she breathed, her voice thick with longing. With a moan,
with out realizing it, John had huffed some of the mist coming from the love potion, both now entranced in each other as the both felt an incredible need to cherish and love each other passionately
Her hazel eyes fluttered shut as she felt his lips brush against hers. She let out a soft moan of pleasure, her hands fisting in his shirt, tugging him closer. It had been so long since someone had made her feel this way, and the intensity of these feelings overwhelmed her senses. The taste of him on her lips was intoxicating, addictive.
The potion's effects were stronger than she'd ever imagined, and there was no denying it now. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer still, their bodies pressed tightly together, his hard length pushing insistently against her core. She arched into him, a soft whimper escaping her lips at the sweet pain of need building within her.
"John..." she murmured between kisses, words lost to the haze of desire that clouded her mind. It felt so good...so right.
Yes prudence?~.... he moaned out the intensity of the kiss melting his mind not to mention how he soft and plump curves press against his throbbing bulge building in his pants, waiting to Burts out any minute
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she clung to him, their tongues tangling and dancing against each other's lips. The feelings coursing through her were overwhelming, consuming every thought except for the need to feel him, to have him. "Don't stop..." she managed to whisper between kisses. "Please don't ever stop."
Her hips rocked against his, grinding against his aroused length, and he let out a groan that sent shivers down her spine. Heat pooled in her core as she arched further into him, needing more, wanting everything. Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him closer, deeper into the kiss. The world had narrowed to this moment, this connection between them. And for now, it was enough.
Fuck... I'm so fucking horny~ he whimpered out desperately pulling his raging cock out and laying it on her lap the sight, making her forget everything else going on the world as she focuses on just how impressive and John's thick and hard member throbbed for her
Her eyes locked on his length as it was revealed to her, and her mouth went dry at the sight of it. "Oh..." she breathed out softly, lust clouding her mind. With shaking hands, she reached down between them, slowly wrapping her fingers around him. He groaned into the kiss, arching into her touch as she began to stroke him in time with her heartbeat.
The feel of his hot skin against hers was almost unbearable. She bit her lip to keep from moaning too loudly, but it didn't help when he started thrusting up into her hand, demanding more. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she stroked him faster, losing herself in the sensation of being wanted and needed like this.
Oh god.... this is addicting~ he moaned out as he felt like an animal thrusting into her hands, wanting nothing more then the pleasure she provides as he bites his lips and tries to hold back his moans as he pistons his cock in and out of her soft hands in a tight and firm grip
Her touch grew bolder, more demanding as she felt the power it held over him. The knowledge that she could make him feel this way was intoxicating, and with each thrust of his hips against her hand, a thrill of dominance raced through her veins. His moans drove her on, spurring her to take what she wanted from him, even if it was just for a few moments.
The world around them faded away, leaving only their senses consumed by the heat between them. The scent of their combined arousal filled the air, mingling with the potion's sweet and intoxicating aroma. She could feel her own desire building, threatening to overwhelm her as she stroked him faster and faster.
Her breath came out in harsh pants, her eyes squeezed shut against the force of the pleasure coursing through her. "Please..."