They hadn't planned to meet tonight, or at least they hadn't yet. The offer sparked excitement through him. He always felt effervescent when she wanted to throw caution to the wind and see him again soon. He never denied her. The stakes were higher for her than they had ever been for him, and he left managing the risk to her — for him, it was intoxicating to have someone so thoroughly obsessed with him, and he was practically incapable of restraining himself. Not that he didn't also feed into it often enough; he begged to see her, and felt just as glowing when she indulged his requests and when she offered one of her own.
He pressed in more firmly with his tongue, desperate to push her over the edge, but before she climaxed, hell broke loose.
That was perhaps melodramatic. Hell was, in this case, a single woman, but she had burst through the door with an aura of violence and screamed Elfrieda's name at an alarming decibel. Don Juan scrambled backwards instinctively. When his thoughts caught up with him half a second later he cast a stricken glance at Elfrieda, naked on the chaise, vulnerable, and regretted having made even this much movement to abandon her.
"Who is this?" he asked Elfie, meaning what do you want me to do? He had his wand in his pocket, but he had never been much for offensive spells; hadn't used any since Hogwarts. He could probably dispatch one startled woman, but to what end? They'd have to do something with her, and his having stunned her in the meantime might only make matters worse.
He pressed in more firmly with his tongue, desperate to push her over the edge, but before she climaxed, hell broke loose.
That was perhaps melodramatic. Hell was, in this case, a single woman, but she had burst through the door with an aura of violence and screamed Elfrieda's name at an alarming decibel. Don Juan scrambled backwards instinctively. When his thoughts caught up with him half a second later he cast a stricken glance at Elfrieda, naked on the chaise, vulnerable, and regretted having made even this much movement to abandon her.
"Who is this?" he asked Elfie, meaning what do you want me to do? He had his wand in his pocket, but he had never been much for offensive spells; hadn't used any since Hogwarts. He could probably dispatch one startled woman, but to what end? They'd have to do something with her, and his having stunned her in the meantime might only make matters worse.
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