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!status: complete, ^date: november 06 2003, character: jayne dough, npc: pandora zurlo

Who: Jayne Dough/Pandora, Lloyd Clearwater (& NPCs)
What: Sometimes a cougar plays a little too rough with her toys
Where: Manchester, England
When: November 6 - 11:00pm

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For the first time in ages, Jayne felt truly free.

She was visiting with her cousin Millie in Muggle Manchester (all of her maternal relatives were Muggles, as her mother was Muggleborn), and after a satisfying dinner, had been dragged out to one of the local clubs. Millie was recently divorced, and had asked Jayne to be her wing-woman as she checked out a local place that apparently catered to 'cougars' and the young men that desired them. Jayne herself had never been with a much younger man, but then again she hadn't been with any man in far too long. And even then, it had rarely been a satisfying experience.

But there she was, moving to the music and dancing with Millie, allowing the rhythm and the rum and cokes she'd had to loosen her inhibitions. Pandora had encouraged her as well, whispering that she deserved some joy, and even an erotic delight if it suited her. Jayne didn't know about the latter, but the night was still young. In fact, she was already considering calling in sick to work the next morning.

And if they didn't like her enjoying her life, then they could all go to hell.

She was broken out of the music's spell at a poke from Millie, who pointed to the bar with a wicked smile. There was a group of young men - they looked to be in their younger 20s - that were watching the two women with interest. Jayne flushed as Millie waved them over, and before she knew it, the lot of them had come over to dance with them. One in particular, with dark hair and a lanky frame, caught Jayne's attention. She grinned at him, and he grinned back.

As one song flowed into another, the young man had fitted himself against Jayne's back. She almost stiffened, being unusued to such forwardness, but Pandora soothed her and reminded her to enjoy herself. She did, moving her backside against him in time to the music, and within a handful of songs, they were hot and bothered and ready to make love on the dancefloor.

"My place or yours?" the young man finally said into her ear, yelling to be heard over the music. She looked over at Millie, who gave her a grin and a thumb's up and mouthed a It's okay, go for it!

"Yours," she replied as she turned around in his arms, sliding her own around his neck and pulling him into a heated kiss.

~*~*~*~

She let out a shaky breath as she moaned. Her legs were wrapped around the young man's - Lloyd's - waist as he thrust into her, his mouth worshipping her breast, his hands bunching in the sheets to either side of her, and his hips moving effortlessly with the stamina of youth. Were she able to think, she'd wonder why it had taken her so long to think of sleeping with a younger man. As it was, all that she could think was Yes, like that, deeper, don't stop...

Her fingers scrabbled against the flesh of his back as she was overcome by her third orgasm of the night. Her body felt raw and sweaty but oh so good, and she heard a hitch in his voice as she tightened around him. He allowed her to come down from her high before beginning to thrust anew, and it didn't take long for him to hit his peak as well.

Her core still thrummed as they shifted, him pulling her into his arms as he rolled them to their sides. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before his eyes closed, and she let out a sigh of utter contentment.

"It's a shame he's a Muggle. He could be very useful to us."

Tell me about it. I think I'm going to have to keep his number on speed-dial or something.

"Unfortunately, that won't be possible. I need my memory back."

Jayne let out a quiet groan. Not him too?

"Yes. Once I'm powerful enough, I'll make it so you can feel them too, but until then, you'll have to trust me."

Jayne traced a finger along Lloyd's nose and sighed. Such a waste of a good man.

"Fret not, my dear. There are always more where he came from."

He pulled her closer to his chest in his sleep, and she went along willingly, still caught up in the afterglow. But he's cute. And I'm feeling really good - and things always get so bloody. Why does there have to be blood, anyway? Can't you just Avada Kedavra them or something?

"What fun is that? Though there wasn't much blood with the arrows. And I've always felt that spell to be so... tacky."

Well, no blood this time, all right? It's the least I can do.

Jayne relaxed her mind and gave herself over to Pandora.

"So, I presume you want it swift and painless as well?" Pandora spoke softly in Jayne's voice. "Let's see..."

She pulled out of Lloyd's embrace and rose out of bed, searching the darkened bedroom for her purse. After a few tries, she finally found it and immediately pulled out her wand and her box. A spell was spoken, and a shimmering aura appeared around Lloyd. Another spell, and to Jayne's eyes, nothing happened.

"The air has been removed from the bubble. He's suffocating in his sleep."

Lloyd began to move, his body arching desperately to draw in air, but there was none to be found. Within minutes, he was limp, and a whisp of black smoke arose from the body. It was immediately captured in the box.

Jayne gave a final goodbye thought to Lloyd as Pandora went about getting her body dressed. Shirt, shoes, jeans, and jacket, and finally out the bedroom door, blinking at the light in the living room of the flat Lloyd shared with his roommates.

One of which happened to be sitting there, watching television. He looked up as she closed the door behind her, and leered at her. "Sounds like you two were having a good time in there. I was wondering if you might have some left for me to have a go?"

Jayne would have said nothing and embarassedly walked out the door. However, Pandora was in charge.

"I don't think you have anything I would want."

The young man's leer fell away, replaced by an angry glare. "Bloody cunt."

"Wanker," she replied, lifting her fingers in a 'V'.

With a grin, she left the flat, quite pleased with an all-around, satisfactory evening.