Lucian continued to walk back to his home. The night was quiet and peaceful. Lucian smiled to himself, his conquest of Seraphima had been successful. Lucian began to hum happily as he entered the dungeon of his family's ancestral home. "Time for some hard earned rest..."
The next morning Seraphima woke up to the bright noon sun. She stretched contentedly and rolled over onto her side. "Lucian...what a fuck. Better than I could have imagined. Too bad he had to be charmed like that..." Seraphima got up to take a bath and get started on her work. She smiled to herself as she thought of what the night's pleasures would bring.
At dusk, Lucian awoke screaming. It couldn't be happening! His soul was on fire for Seraphima. "Damn her and her accursed magic." Lucian moaned in agony as pain seemed to spread like tentacles of fire throughout his chest. One obsessive thought remained in his pain crazed mind: Seraphima. Lucian stumbled out into the night to answer her beckoning. "I'm going to make the bitch pay. If she wants it so badly, she'll get it." Lucian smiled a small, pained smile of satisfaction as he thought of all the things that he would do to Seraphima that night.
As Lucian stumbled throughout the forest, Seraphima was busy preparing her home for his arrival. When she was done, she sat at the hearth and stared dreamily into the flames. The room flickered and changed with her memories. Waves of color slipped around her, always changing. Finally the colors settled into the recognizable shapes of Seraphima and Lucian. It was only a year ago on her birthday when Lucian had gone into the woods to get her some ingredients for her potions. They had grown close together. They had been born almost 10 years apart, but had become fast friends when they caught each other sneaking off into the woods to watch King Oberon and Queen Titania's midnight revels. Lucian had been gone for too long. Seraphima gave him another hour to reappear. Thinking it was a stupid game, she stormed off into the woods. When she came to one of the faery rings, she saw Lucian. Lucian was in the arms of a beautiful woman. She had black hair, dark eyes and was wearing a crimson dress. Seraphima felt pangs of jealousy as she thought of herself as Lucian's only love. She watched as the woman began kissing his neck and then she began to lick him. Seraphima felt her pussy begin to get dampen beneath her skirt as she wished she were the on to kiss and lick Lucian.
"Lucian, I have waited for you every night. You should have come here sooner."
"I wanted to, but ...Sera."
The woman's eyes darkened with anger and her smile grew more strained. "I see that you love the witch more than you love me."
"Yes...Sera....I love her...."
"No, you will learn to love me." She stared deeply into his eyes, as her hands began to descend upon his breeches. Tearing them open, she sank to her knees as she began to kiss his hard dick. She slowly began to deep throat him. Lucian grasped at handfuls of her silky midnight hair. He moaned loudly as he began to pump his dick in and out of her mouth. Soft whispers and murmurs announced the arrival of faeries and quite possibly the King and Queen. Seraphima whispered a small prayer, but as she spoke, the woman's eyes opened. She quickly stood, much to Lucian's surpass and unhappiness. "Come out here witch." The woman's voice had taken an icy, dangerous tone. "NOW! I command you!" Without meaning too, Seraphima lurched forward out of the safety of the darkness and into the ring. Lucian blushed and hastily pulled his breeches closed. "Ah, I see I have caught you."
"Leave her alone, Alexandria. Let her go."
Alexandria pouted, "Lucian, you would deny me my fun> After I have denied you nothing?" Fire rose in Lucian's eyes as a crimson blush flared in his cheeks.
"Lucian!" Seraphima cried without meaning to. "Lucian...how...how could you?"
