College of Magic discussion

This room is double occupancy.

Occupants:
Brianna Fieldway
Chantily Tigersblood

((decor post))

Trick grinned as he appeared exactly where he wanted, thanked the Powers his magic hadn't messed up again, then he noticed his feet weren't on the ground. aw crap. was all he could think before gravity decided to intervene and yanked him, Chantily, and her stuff down with him at the bottom of the heap. he gasped as he hit the floor, at the same time Chantily landed on top of him painfully and the stuff smacked onto the floor. he gasped for moment, ctaching his breath, before saying, "you okay?" he was more worried that Chantily was harmed and thought he had done this on purpose, another thing he wasn't used to. he noticed that her stuff was still floating, actually starting to fall, and with a yelp rolled them out of the way. he felt a flash of pain as something, probably her suitcase, hit him on the head and causing spots to cloud his vision. "ow." he muttered under his breath.

Chantily smiled to see what looked like the right room - half of it was empty anyway. Before she could so much as frown, she landed on the floor on top of Trick for the second time that day. "We have got to stop doing this," she whispered, just as he rolled them out of the way of her stuff as it fell to the floor. Now he was on top of her. Which she really liked, far too much.

"What happened? Why did we fall before my stuff?" She did not, however, ask him to get off of her. Hadn't really thought about it. In fact, she found her arms had wrapped around his neck. She blushed but didn't remove them.

"my magic likes to mess with me a lot. its as close to sentient as owned magic can get. as for the stuff same thing, my magic likes to mess with me." he stopped talking as the Hound rose up and told him to shut up and give her a good nip. so he did just that, he nippled her neck then kissed the spots he had. mmmm tasty. he thought to himself as he finally kissed her lips. by this point the Hound's spicy scent had increased to where even Trick could smell, he wondered what she thought of it.

Chantily gasped as he nipped her neck, then moaned as he continued to do so. She shuddered with pleasure as he kissed over each spot he'd bitten. Then his lips were on hers and she lost herself in the kiss. Her hands roamed over his back and sides as if to memorize every inch of his form. That spicy musk scent was back. She whimpered softly into the kiss as her legs parted then wrapped around his legs, holding him to her. This felt good, right, amazing.

Some small part of her brain tried to speak up, to remind her she barely knew him, but it was quickly squashed by the desire flooding her entire being.

((She will stop... eventually. ^_- ))

Trick left her lips and went back to teasing her throat with his teeth. he slowly shifted to where his hands were between their bodies before sliding one under her shirt and slowly up her stomach. oh sweet mercy. he thought to himself as she moved, she was too good beneath him. in the back of his mind something was screaming at him that this was a very bad idea, that trouble would only follow. Trick told that voice to shut up and he again went back to Chantily's lips.

Chantily whimpered softly as he moved away from her. That whimper quickly turned into a moan at the feel of his hand on her stomach... and higher. Her back arched in pleasure, pressing her body more firmly against his. Her legs spread further apart, moving up his until they wrapped around his waist. So good, she thought as his lips came back to hers. She moaned into his kiss as her body moved against his.

We should stop. I know we should. So why do I not want to? Why have I not said something? Because I want him. I don't even know him but I want him. Desperately. I've never felt like this before, so aroused I can barely think straight. And not always that.

Trick grinned wolishly down at her as he broke their kiss. "lets see if my little Kitten purrs." he whispered to her before slowly drawing her shirt off her, followed quickly by his hoodie and backpack. he nipped his way from her lips to her collarbone and back, then kissed the path of his nips. all the while he caressed her waist and sides, feeling her soft skin and feeling a primative urge to claim them as his. he felt there was a reason their were acting like this, a reason that should concern him, but he just couldn't think of it.

Chantily smiled as he took off her shirt, then his. She really liked what she saw, her hands moving over his chest. She shuddered with pleasure as he nipped a path from her lips to her collarbone. She was moaning again, even louder, when he kissed over than same trail. His hands felt amazing against her skin, she only wished they were a little higher on her body, touching her a little more intimately.

"Oh! God! That feels so good!" Something clicked in her mind and she started pushing against his chest. "We have to stop. Heat. My tiger is in heat...

"I don't want to stop, but we must." She forced her legs to unwrap from around his waist. "I want you. Or at least I think I do. But it could just be my tiger. So, I'm sorry, but we have to stop."

it took Trick a moment to comprehend what she was saying, but when he did it hit like a ton of bricks. he felt himself fall back and land on his rump but the sting did nothing to disperse the horror of what he had almost done. can't lose control like that again otherwise those blasted Fates will win! he shuddered as he remembered what the Fates had told him shortly before arriving at the College, something that had frightened him to his core. he quickly shook it off though and couldn't stop his slightly sheepish grin. "i'm as much to blame as your tiger, more so because i knew your tiger was in heat but i didn't think it would cause this. must say the result isn't all bad though." he grinned wickedly as he hungrily eyed her.

Chantily smirked as she sat up to face him. "Not like you haven't seen it before. You did see me naked just, what, an hour ago?" She wasn't remotely concerned about putting her shirt back on. Besides, maybe if her shirt stayed off, his would too.

"I know I said my tiger is in heat, but that's not entirely true. Well, it is, but, oh! I'm not explaining this right at all!" She sighed, took a deep breath, then started over. "I am my tiger and she is me. But we are also separate to some extent. She talks to me - sort of - more impressions than words, and I can do the same when she's in control. By the way, she's really mad at me right now. Spitting mad. If she could exist without my having to shift into her, I'd be scared for my safety.

"She shouldn't actually be in heat yet, though. It usually doesn't happen until later in the fall. I wonder what caused... Oh." She blushed lightly as she remembered their fighting/playing in reception. The scent of his musk - or was it the Hound? - had been enough to force an early heat.

So it really was his fault. Though she hadn't helped things when she purposefully shifted at the right time so that she'd fall on him. She'd never been so attracted to anyone as she was to him. Which hadn't hurt. Or helped. Whatever. Whichever?

"I should probably get to bed. It's been a long day." She chewed on her lower lip, debating whether or not she should ask him to stay. She shouldn't, but she likely would anyway.

Trick raised on eyebrow at her. "Kitten i understood perfectly, i just wanted to have a little fun with you. yes i saw all of it earlier but i didn't get to touch." this time he sounded annoyed and disappointed. "anyway it doesn't matter, even if you were the most fertile of females you nothing but a good time would come of it. i'm sterile courtesy of the Hound." this time he gave her a pained smile, when he was younger it hadn't bothered him but recently it had started to bother him for some reason. now however he was perfectly glad of it. "yes its been a long day but before you go to sleep i'm taking the edge off that heat of yours. i'm guessing you don't wish to mate with me, not yet anyway, but would you turn down simply pleasure? i have a potion that will make me.....well impotent i believe would be the way of saying it. or that the potion will make my sword falter in the heat of battle." he blinked for a few moments before grinning in delight. "yes i haven't had a chance to use that until now!"

((he really is crazy, and tenascious!))

Chantily listened to his little speech, then blinked at him. "Yes, I would actually turn down simple pleasure. I don't trust myself with you. I fear that just the once would not be enough for me. Though I do appreciate the offer."

She stood up and went to her stuff, digging in her suitcase for a nightgown. She smirked as she pulled out a short, nearly see-through silver nightie with a deep V-neck. "You're welcome to stay here tonight. So long as you promise not to ask me that again. If something happens, it happens. But if it does, it will be natural. Not because you're trying to help me. I've dealt with her heat before. Many times. I know how to handle it."

She turned back to him. "I really do appreciate the offer of help. I don't mean to sound ungrateful." She stepped back up to him and leaned up to kiss him on the lips. She smiled as she took a step back. She stripped down to her panties and pulled the nightgown on over her head. The bottom hem just barely covered her rear end. The top left very little to the imagination, as it just covered her breasts with its not-quite-opaque fabric.

She turned and went to her bed. A flick of her hand had it made. She knew very few wind spells, this being one, most of them simple and just used for housework. She pulled the sheets and blankets back and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Joining me?"

Trick felt his body stiffen as she stripped then put on a outfit that was just short of maddening. after letting out a steadying breath he quickly stripped his pants off and stood before her in a pair of underwear that left little doubt how attracted he was to her. then he went to Chantily, picked her up for a moment into his arms, and used a spark of force to lift the sheets and blankets up so they could get under them. he positions her so that her back was pressed against his chest, if she was facing him he doubted he could control himself for long.

"does this answer your question Kitten?" he said with a somewhat false smirk.

Chantily had to struggle not to lick her lips at the sight of him in nothing but his boxers, and ended up biting her lower lip in order to prevent it. Her body heated at the proof of his attraction. She gasped softly when he picked her up; he was a lot stronger than she'd expected, a fact she couldn't seem to keep in her mind. Apparently too much arousal and attraction for that. Or that was her theory anyway.

She grinned at the wall once they were laying down. "Yes. It answers it quite well in fact," she said, fighting not to giggle with sheer, and quite possibly insane, happiness. She wiggled her rump against him slightly, then yawned. She was so tired. But she wanted him, wanted to tease him, to touch him. And she loved that he wanted her just as much.

Trick let out a strangled groan and grabbed her hips, holding her still.

"enless you want to learn what it feels like to screw like wild animals i'd suggest you stop wiggling against that." then he gave her firm bottom a light slap before pressing back against it.

"now are you going to be a good girl and stop teasing me or do i have to restrain you?" he said drily, though he was very surprised she actually wanted to tease him. he liked it, a little too much actually.

His groan was music to her ears. She loved the effect she had on him. "Hmm, I don't know..." she said teasingly. "I'll try to be good, but you may have to restrain me." With your body.

"This is nice. Being held like this." Being held by you, so close against your body.

Damn, I want him. So much. She blinked once, twice, three times as she realized her tiger had been silent since they got into bed. Just being held by him had calmed her. She was still in heat, still wanted him, but was willing to wait until her human half was rested. She grinned. This was good. She could think about this a little more before she did something rash. Though she desperately wanted to be rash right now. To turn around in his arms, press her body to his and kiss him soundly, moving his hands to where she wanted them, let him arouse her until she begged for him to take her.

And she really needed to stop thinking like that so she could sleep. Instead, she was just getting more and more aroused. She let out a groan of frustration.

Trick shivered at her groan. " don't tempt me. and stop that! my control is slipping as it is! and it isn't helping you're wearing that outfit with no underwear!" he then took said underwear off with his ability and tossed it away. then he slowly slid his hand from the back of her knee up and past her thighs. he couldn't stop the desperate moan as he moved his hand to the inner part of her thighs. he used his other hand to slowly explore her ribs and slowly go upward.

"I am wearing... I was wearing underwear." She moaned softly as she felt his hand slide up her leg and around to her inner thighs. His other hand teased over her stomach and ribs and... higher.

With another groan, she turned onto her back. She grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him on top of her. Her legs parted to wrap around his waist, opening herself to him. "Make love to me, Trick," she whispered before kissing him soundly.

((you want me to do a skip or you? if thats the plan anyway.))

Trick felt the Hound's pleased growl and echoed it against her lips. with a flick of his hand he teleported the rest of their clothes off and tossed him. he couldn't stop himself now and he truly didn't care about the dang Fates anymore, he wanted Chantily and nothing short of her absolute no would stop him. he went from her lips to her throat and slowly made his way lower before teasing his way back up. it took a moment for him to think clearly enough to speak.

"Kitten i'm not only going to make love to you, i'm going to screw you so long and hard and keep doing so until i can't function anymore." his voice was growly, a feral sound that he rarely ever heard.

"now tell me where you want it Kitten, want this to be a good experience for both of us."

That growl... that growl did things to her, excited her, aroused her body beyond all reason. She didn't even blink when their clothes were removed; she'd been expecting that since he stole her panties for the second time just moments before. She moaned as his lips kissed down her neck, and a little lower, before heading back up to her lips.

His words - said in that low, nearly feral growl of a voice - had her shivering with excited anticipation. "Touch me everywhere. Explore my body with your hands and lips, turn me on so that I can't think for the pleasure. And allow me to do the same to you."

((You can do this one. ^_^

That wasn't the plan, but Chantily had other ideas. Obviously. o.O ))

Trick quickly got lost in the passion of exploring, and being explored. then he felt his control snap and before he could regain he felt himself pinning her down and giving the best experience he could.

few hours later...

Trick grinned down at his chest where Chantily's head laid.

"so did you enjoy the first time? i know you enjoyed the third time, you screamed loud enough that i doubt we went unnoticed." he grinned wider at her, the memory of how she had taken charge was something to behold.

Chantily blushed crimson. Surely everyone on campus had heard that scream. She still couldn't believe she'd done that... She grinned at the memory.

"If I hadn't enjoyed the first time, there wouldn't have been a second time. Or a third time." And her body was trying to tell her that third time had been one too many. She hurt, down there, inside. Yet, she didn't care. She wouldn't take any of it back, wouldn't change a thing.

"Now maybe we should sleep," she said, smiling up at him.

Trick grinned wickedly at her as she blushed. she was completely adorable when she blushed, however he wasn't suicidal enough to say so just yet.

"i am sorry for being so rough for our first time but you're so sexy i kind of lost it there for a bit. if you want i got some lotion for those sore outer muscles and a potion to sooth those inner ones." with a wave of his hand he teleported the lotion and potion.

"would you like me to put the lotion on? i have to warn you before i'm done you'll probably have another orgasm or two. i'd say try not to scream but i'd rather you did scream, its a very....lovely sound." his voice said he wanted to use another word besides 'lovely' though, the wicked gleam in his eyes said exactly what that word was too.

That wicked grin of his... did things to her. If she wasn't sore, well, she would be soon. "Do not apologize for that. I loved every second of it. Didn't my moans and... other sounds make that obvious enough?" she asked, winking at him. She glanced over at the items he mentioned.

"You. Are. Insatiable," she said in reply to his comment about applying the lotion, punctuating each word with a poke to his side. "That's probably a good idea, though. I am pretty sore." She sat up, pausing to moan as she moved. He felt too good beneath her! She reached for the potion and drank it down, making a face at the taste of it.

She climbed off of him and laid down on the bed beside him. "I think I'm ready for the lotion now. Just be warned, if you do make me scream, I'll make you scream later. Though I think you'll enjoy what I have in mind." I know I will.

Trick nearly pulled her back onto him and to hell with the lotion. after a millisecond to regain his control he rolled her onto her belly then squirted out some of the lotion into his hands and started massaging her shoulders and neck. once he felt those muscles relax no more he worked his way down and down until he had massaged her entire back. then he rolled onto back and started massaging her front until that too was relaxed completely. he crouched down and said in a whisper that would just reach her ears.

"something i forgot to mention about the lotion, it was originally intended to give intimate couples more possibilities in the bed. the family that makes the stuff added certain herbs to give it a spectacular taste, which i'm about to find out for myself." then he grabbed her, held her still, as he gave her inner thigh a not so gentle bite then kissed and licked the spot.

((well Trick certainly is inventive ain't he?))

((Yes, yes he is an inventive little horndog. ^_- ))

Chantily squeaked at the first touch of cold lotion on her skin, then moaned as he began massaging it into her skin. She squirmed a little as he continued his massage, continuing to moan occasionally though she swallowed more moans than she let escape. It became much harder to swallow those moans once he turned her over and began to work on the front of her body. She squirmed and writhed almost continuously as his hands worked over her skin, moans and soft whimpers falling almost without pause.

She managed not to orgasm, but only by chewing on the inside of her cheeks. Then he bit her inner thigh and she gave a hoarse shout of pleasure, her hips arching as she reached release. She panted heavily as she looked down at him, wondering just what he would do now. Sleep was beginning to look far, far away. But she didn't care at all, tired as she had been before they started all of this.

Trick licked his way up her body to her lips. he kissed her breathless before kissing his way down her neck and back up again.

"another ingredient to the lotion is enchanted sugar, enchanted to bring out the full taste of the one its on and to arouse. i'm guessing its working." his voice was husky and rough now with his desire for her. with a growl he nibbled on her neck as he turned her onto her belly. he not so gently bit the back of her neck, a spot he found out was highly tender and apparently highly erotic.

"so what do you want me to do Kitten? you have to tell me with words." then he bit the back of her neck again in hopes of making her breathless.

((you do skip?))

"Oh yes, it's definitely working," Chantily whispered breathlessly. She moaned as he nibbled on her neck, then cried out as he bit the back of her neck. Before she could tell him what she wanted him to do, he bit her there again. Once she could speak again, she told him exactly what she wanted him to do to her in explicit detail.

Some time later...

She smiled against his chest, still panting a little from their most recent lovemaking. "You ready for sleep yet?" she asked, raising her head to grin at him.

Trick nuzzled the top of her head and quickly settled himself comfortably on the bed with her on top of him. "for now, might wake up later for a little more though." he gave her a shameless grin as he hugged her to him, caressing her in the process. though he couldn't perform now of even in a few hours if he wanted to, he doubted even the Hound could function after all that they had done. a quick check confirmed what he suspected, the Hound was finally satisfied and would allow Trick and Chantily to rest.

((how about you skip to morning or whenever they wake up?))

Chantily giggled at his words. She turned her head to smile up at him. "You really are insatiable," she murmured, shaking her head in wonder. She didn't really mind though, not at all. She enjoyed being with him. Now anyway. When they first met, not so much. But then she'd learned that trick he'd played on her had just been his way of getting her attention. It had worked, but it had also pissed her off. Though as she'd spent more time in his company, she started to like his sense of humor, twisted as it was. She admired his strength and honor, his dedication to his friends. She'd thought him kinda cute when she first saw him, but now. Well, now she had eyes for no one else. Her tiger had claimed him as her mate. Who was she to disagree?

She laid her head back down on his chest, giving him a light nip, then a kiss in the same spot, before closing her eyes and sighing happily. Then she yawned. "Night, love," she whispered as she fell asleep.

The next morning...

Chantily awoke lying on her back with something heavy on top of her. Heavy and decidedly male. Though confused at first, she grinned as the memories of the previous evening - and early that morning - came rushing back. She slowly opened her eyes, then leaned up to kiss Trick right on the lips. "Morning," she whispered before kissing him again.

Trick smiled and kissed her for a few moments. "i could get used to this." an idea came to him and with a wicked grin he rolled off of her to stand up.

"how does a quick or maybe long shower sound to you Kitten?" he sighed mentally as the Hound's approval loudly rang in his mind, apparently it didn't take long for it to recover and if anything its was hungrier than before. "and perhaps some breakfast after? hope you're ready to meet my friends cause we'll be spending it in their room."

There was that grin again, the one she liked so much. Her blood began to heat before he even spoke. "A shower sounds good. Oh, you meant together?" she teased, giving him a little wink. She stretched then got out of bed. She hugged him around the neck, pressing herself to him. "Let's get that shower," she murmured before kissing him soundly.

She'd already met his friends. Some of them anyway, yesterday. Before he'd played that trick to get her attention, she'd been talking to one of them and ignoring him. Hence his needing to get her attention. "I've met some of your friends already, remember? Why you stole my panties to get my attention?" She smirked up at him.

"i stole your panties cause i was curious whether you had something barely there and sexy or something innocent but still sexy. hmmm sexy is a running theme for you isn't it? oh and i think our shower is ready." he kept a perfect expression of surprised innocence as he lead her to the very warm shower.

"tell me now if we're having i long shower or not, i'm the one that has to get the breakfast after all." his belly growled at the mention of breakfast, loud enough that someone might think he had a dragon in his stomach. actually that might be the case. he thought to himself as he teleported some soap and shampoo to them. both were lightly scented with mint and a few other flowery fragrances, he had originally meant to sell them sooner or later but now he was glad he kept them since supposedly they were another way to arouse women. i have way too much sex stuff. he thinks absentmindly to himself.

"Okay, so you stole my panties in the hopes of seeing what I have between my thighs? Damn... you really are insatiable," she teased.

She raised an eyebrow at the volume of his growling stomach. "I think we'd better make it short for the sake of your stomach. And mine," she added as her own stomach growled, though a good bit quieter than his had been.

"Those smell good," she murmured when the scent of soap reached her nose. They smell far too good. Why does he have so much stuff meant to arouse? Gees, I hope that this is actually supposed to be arousing and it's not just me. Or the company I'm keeping... She still didn't know why, in less than eighteen hours, she'd gone from wanting to strangle him to just plain wanting him. Why she seemed to be as insatiable as she kept accusing him of being.

"oh since we're obviously together i should warn you that a few of my bosses are omniescent and may tell me things about you. their the ones that told me how tender your neck would be, glad they finlly have their uses. now how about that shower?" he easily picked her up by drawing on the Hound's strength and carried her into the warm stream of water. he gently set her down and waved the soap and shampoo over. "so would you like to wash me first or me wash you first?"

Chantily gasped as he picked her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head against his chest. Her eyebrow rose at his question. "Maybe we should each wash ourselves. I don't know that I can trust you not to try something," she said, giving him a wink so he'd know she was kidding. Mostly. She didn't trust herself.

"now i really want to wash you." he said with a slight growl. before she could stop him he lifted her higher and kissed her soundly. using the wall to hold her up he used a bit of magic to get the soap in his reach. he made his kisses rougher as he squirted a little out into his hands, rubbed it between them, then proceeded to rub it on her.

"breakfast can wait." he said against her lips, the Hound heartily agreed with his choice.

She squealed as he picked her up and held her against the wall. She was grinning like an idiot as he leaned in to kiss her. When his lips crushed her own as his hands roamed over her body, all thought ceased. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for all she was worth. She could only nod as he spoke those three simple words. Breakfast could wait. It would have to; she simply had to do this, right now. Her body demanded it. She kissed him this time, eagerly pressing her body against his.

he kissed her lips then went to her throat. he kissed the tender spots he knew and nibbled his way back up to her lips. with a growling groan he gave in to the desire.

a little while later...

Trick gave Chantily a smug grin as he finally finished drying them both off. "so still hungry for more or did i finally take the edge off it?" his belly rumbled, louder than before even, as his belly finally decided it wasn't going to wait much longer. the Hound was in agreement, with Chantily temporarily satisfied one way they could finally get start are satisfiying the rest of her needs.

"I'm good," Chantily replied with a small smile. She giggled when his stomach growled, stopping when hers did the same almost immediately. "Food would be good. Apparently." She blushed lightly and leaned in for a quick kiss. "We should probably get dressed."

"yes we should." Trick replied and quickly proceeded to get dress with a wave of his hand. "so what would you prefer to eat? i doubt you eat like we do so you'll have to give an amount too. if you see Adrian's back when he is in human form don't comment no matter how bad it looks to you, he hates people commenting on it. also when Alex starts eating stay away from his food or you might end up with a stump." Trick rattled off the warnings while he put his backpack on.

Chantily smiled as he spoke, her smile growing as he continued. She giggled as he finished. "You might be surprised by how much I eat. Shifters have insanely high metabolisms. I may well eat more than you do. And right now, I'm too hungry to be picky." If I don't get food soon, I may just shift and go hunting in tiger form.

"i eat six pancakes bigger than Adrian's head a day along with three wyvern egg omelets, six pieces of toast each a foot long, and a gallon of milk. that is a light breakfast for me. Adrian eats more than i do and Alex eats more than both of us; i wasn't kidding about coming away with a stump and while it is hilarious to see the expression of someone's face, especially a giant, when they realize they just lost a hand to what amounts a living sex doll i'd rather not have to kill Alex for biting you, i'm the only one allowed to bite you! now what would you like and how much of what?" he took out a pad and pen from the backpack's side pocket and looked at her while his stomach complained, loudly, that it was past breakfast time.

Chantily's jaw dropped as he described his so-called 'light breakfast'. Where the hell did he put it all?? Damn, but the Hound must use a ton of energy! More than her tiger, that was for sure.

"Wow," she whispered as he finished telling her all that. "Let's see... Half a pound of bacon, half a pound of sausage, four eggs, scrambled, half a pound of hashbrowned potatoes, and half a gallon each milk and orange juice. That's a big breakfast for me, but I'm starving. I've used a lot of energy in the past day," she said with a wink. "Oh, yeah, and half a dozen pieces of toast, just normal bread-sized. With apple butter."

"hmmm shouldn't be too hard to get but we may need to wait a bit before getting Alex." he pointed to his ear and even his barely better than human hearing could pick up the distinct sound of moans, groans, cries, and a scream or two. "and while we wait you could get dress while i lay on the bed watching." he quickly jumped on the bed and grinned up at her. he tried not to hear the sounds of love making but was not entirely successful, he couldn't help remembering Chantily making some of those noises before and his stomach started a war with his lower regions of which demanded more importance.

Chantily could hear the noises of pleasure as well, and they were having a similar affect on her. It didn't help that she was pretty sure she was hearing such sounds from several directions. She groaned softly as she went to get clothes out of her suitcase.

She smirked at the sight of him lying fully clothed on her bed. She fully intended to give him a show. So she did, basically a reverse striptease.

Trick's mind, and more surprisingly his belly, came to a erupt halt when Chantily started to get dress. he watched her get dressed, thinking of when he was going to undress her later, when the sounds finally stopped.

"well that took long enough and while i would love to watch you tease me some more i think its time to quiet our bellies. and i promise not to teleport us in the air this time." he really hoped he didn't teleport them in the air again. "so are you ready?"

"Yes," Chantily said with a nod. "Though I really don't mind walking. Campus isn't all that big, and the dorms definitely aren't." And no danger of hitting the floor. Okay, less danger. There was still the possibility of tripping or falling, but those weren't likely to hurt as much.