[Medusa tightens her grasp a bit on his length, smirking at his reaction to her spell. The other hand reached up, fingers sliding through his hair, her nails pinching a bit into his scalp.]
[As he begins tugging down at her gown, Medusa gives a slight flourish of her fingers. The gown disappeared in wisps of black smoke, leaving her bare beneath his body.]
[But just as he wants more of her skin, Medusa wants more of his. Fingers feverishly worked the buttons of his jumpsuit.]
no subject
[As he begins tugging down at her gown, Medusa gives a slight flourish of her fingers. The gown disappeared in wisps of black smoke, leaving her bare beneath his body.]
[But just as he wants more of her skin, Medusa wants more of his. Fingers feverishly worked the buttons of his jumpsuit.]
Hnn, you don't know the half of it...