She sat on the couch reading her book as he worked on the table across the room. He sensed something was different. Her eyes stuck more to the pages, her lips were slightly parted, brows not furrowed like usual but slightly raised.
This was not a battle scene or action. The corners of his mouth turned up as he realized, his fairy was reading a steamy romance scene. And something very desirable too, he could tell by the way her legs pressed together and her nostrils flared up.
Gingerly, he closed is laptop and walked towards her, coming to rest behind the couch and leaning his face against her head. He could hear her breathing deepening as he faintly pressed a kiss on her hair.
"What are you reading?" He innocently asked.
She lowered her book, eyes darting to the side. "Romance. Why?"
"Is it good?"
"Yes, why do you interrupt me?" She asked, her voice a bit more tense than usual. He knew better than to interrupt her reading time, but he was too intrigued. She felt her heavy heartbeat as she thought about the the middle of the scene and how the main characters just started making out after claiming to hate each other for half the book.
"I saw your flushed face, if I didn't know any better... I'd say you're aroused."
"I'm not!" She claimed, but she didn't turn her face towards him in case he could see her red face.
"Oh, you're not?" He asked, both hands now roaming over her shoulders and arms. "Let me check for myself."
She squirmed under his touch as his breath tickled her ear. "You're being ridiculous," she breathed. Fairy wanted to get back to book, but Wizards touch grew firmer and loosened her up. She was curious now.
He talked even lower now as his right hand slowly stroked over her upper body "Are you telling me no?"
By his last word his hand had come up over her boobs and he was pinching her nipple between two fingers through her shirt.
She sighed and shook her head, eyes closing in bliss as she bit her lip to hide a smile.
"Tell me, are you telling me no?"
His second hand repeated the motion on the other tit and he toyed by rubbing his palms slowly over her sensitive nipples, then tugging them again.
She moaned, "No."
"Good girl." She could hear the smile in his voice.
He pulled his hands back and walked around the couch, sitting down next to her as he took the book out of her hands and marked the page fore setting it aside.
One hand pushed her hair back over her shoulder while the other found its way back to her boobs.
Her eyes closed and he murmured to her "Look at me."
Her eyes flew open, meeting his deep ones and she pushed herself into his hands.
"Now let me see for myself, hm babygirl?"
His hand roamed down her body, sneaking into her pants and panties, further down until he slowly drew his middle finger down between her lower lips.
She moaned as she looked into his face, he displayed so much lust and hunger it made her stomach tingle with desire. Hot flashes flared up in her chest and face, she couldn't contain her breathing under his passionate look.
She opened her legs to a crisscross position to allow him more access and he softly swept his finger up and down, gently and slowly stroking over her clit. He repeated the motion, watching her whither and her breathing deepen more. He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears as he watched every change of expression on her face. The crinkle of her brows, the quivering lips, how she bit her lower lip and scrunched her face ever so slightly. Her lashes fluttered as her kept his motions, he knew he was driving her mad.
Suddenly, he slightly pinched her clit, causing her to gasp. With a wicked grin he withdrew his hand from her pants.
"Now look at this," he said. His fingers were coated with her arousal and she could smell herself on him. "Not aroused, hm? You certainly feel wet."
She buried her head into his shoulder as her cheeks grew hot. It always made her feel caught when he pointed out how wet she was.
He licked his fingers clean and used the same hand to coax her head back again, a naughty move but he wanted to feel dirty. He needed the eye contact, tilting her head back up. When she looked into his eyes he smirked. "So, what are you reading, baby?"
She smiled. "The enemies just started making out... and he was very possessive." She explained. He waited for her to say more and cocked his eyebrow. "He was about to eat her out when you interrupted me."
"Is that so?" He smirked again. "That explains your sobbing pussy."
By the mention of her wetness she slightly jumped again. "Don't be embarrassed, I love how responsive you are." Her cheeks reddened once more and a shy smile grew on her lips.
He kissed her cheek, her nose and then her lips while his fingers toyed with her nipples again. He groaned into her mouth, driven to madness with desire.
"Read to me, please."
Her eyebrows darted up. He was asking her for something. Her wizard never begged. He demanded, her attention and care and desire. But he never asked like this. Her face turned soft and she stroked his cheek, warmed by his interest.
When she picked it up again and started reading the first sentence, his fingers slightly slapped her pussy over her pants. She jumped, her eyes darting to his and her mouth parted in a silent "O".
The look on his face was too playful. He patiently waited for her to pick up the book again and start reading, his wiggling brows encouraging her, before pushing his hand back in her pants.
She stopped in her tracks, book in hand. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just listening to your story," he innocently smiled.
"You're sus"
"Go on, please. Read to me."
"I can't concentrate like this." She argued.
He smirked and cocked his brow. "Are you going to do what I tell you or are you going to keep arguing with me?"
"Well, I-"
"Are you not my good girl?" That shut her up. Her face turned red and she looked down at her book, heat rushing through her veins as a tingle setting into her lower stomach.