Thread: The Champion of Passion (EvilGenius & Sensualist)

Sebastian enjoyed the upside-down kiss he shared with the beauty above him. It was unusual, but somehow enticing new way of sensual pleasure. His tongue was more than ready to play with hers, to entwine and chase around in this shameless game. She tasted good and mage knew it doesn't only apply to her soft, silky and skilled lips. It was a kiss he could keep up for a long time, but it would be rude towards the other girls, especially those that work so hard to give him a carnal, naughty show. So he finally - and with heavy heart - broke the kiss and licked his lips while looking Lotis in her pretty eyes. Letting her know how he enjoyed it. Just look at them... he said softly, watching Daeze and Rosah in tight, lascivious embrace. Their minds and bodies focused on showing him their carnal nature. Not many better sights in the world. Flowers really do look better in bouquets. There is something about two women together that drives men crazy. The vision of two partners, devoid of moral inhibitions... who wouldn't like that? Skin rubbing against skin. Breast pressed against breast. Two lovely creatures lost in desire. Then his attention was brought to the girl in front of him. Lyly guessed his status from the clothing. He gave her a warm smile. True. Nothing to brag about, actually. It means only that I finished my education. And lately the affairs of mages bother me less and less. He reached down to slid his strong fingers against her cheek. I was more of an adventurer. A troublemaker really. Until recently I found a new path in life. Though old tricks are still useful. Leave it. he ordered calmly when she reached to his breeches. He gestured her to move away and stood up from his comfy seat. Observe. I have nothing in my sleeves. he said, presenting them like a street illusionist does before his trick. And now... Alakazam! he grabbed his robe and pulled. The blue fabric swirled around him, blocking the view for a mere blink of an eye. But that was enough. When the robe fell down on the ground, Sebastian was naked. It looked like he just ripped them off him in one move - even the shoes - but they were undamaged when he threw them aside. It was nothing but a parlour trick, a lowly spell that any novice could use. But damn, was that useful... And in result of that, Lyly had an up-and-close view at what she tried to reveal. Sebastian grinned. The gift of his Goddess. It wasn't about the length and girth. He wasn't tiny before and even though it grew after he was chosen, it was probably mostly to stroke his male ego. It might not be the biggest thing those Flowers ever saw. But truth be told, size might be bothersome. Let alone comfort when walking, humongous tool might scare away normal women or even make it impossible to fit in. No, the true gift wasn't something one can assess with measuring tape. It was the feeling... the certainty... the absolute conviction that all women have when seeing it. Conviction, that it's just fine. A perfect size to fill them in the most pleasant way. To reach all the right places and rub them in all the right ways. To give greatest pleasure without risking any harm. Be it petite halfling virgin or sluttiest woman of the north that fights bears for fun and wins nine times out of ten. They all would enjoy this impressive tool equally. It was absolutely universal and seemed unbelievably perfect. A hard, veiny tower of flesh and lust. From glistening red tip to heavy balls beneath. A gift from Goddess to mortal women. And she knows what girls like. Don't be shy, Lyly. You can enjoy it any way you want. And Lotis? Come here and join your friend. Sharing doubles the fun. Sebastian beckoned almond-eyed beauty to approach him. And you two carry on. his gaze turned to Daeze Rosah in case they stopped their show. Tell me, Flowers... do you have any fields any of you excels at?