Re: The Bar - Rajani and Magnus
Janie almost didn't answer - almost couldn't answer, once he began fingering her through her smooth satin undergarments, and she didn't doubt his years once she felt the way in which he knew to touch a woman, so different than the typical insensitive fumbling of a human or the pawing of a Were. Her entire body tensed, then eased, relaxing with malleable warmth into his every motion.
She tipped her head to find his ear in kind, one studded with various glinting piercings - Fae, indeed. Janie began to count them one by one with her lips, barely brushing this, caressing the next, slow-sucking another, to make certain the master felt each individually. "I say that we will have to get to the beds first, and that your hand will have to move in order to do that. Then you will have to start all over again. And because I know now what you want, I will have to make it very difficult for you to get it, if I can. I can't let you become bored with me too easily," Janie nestled the whisper into the curve of his ear, pressing a kiss to his earlobe.