Selene leads me down a flight of stairs and down a long earthen hallway lined with oaken doors, she then turns a corner and stops in front of a bit of wall with a crossed spear and bow upon it. She puts her hand to it and the wall glows, after a moment it's gone replaced by a door which she opens easily and then leads me into a small circular room with a king sized bed covered in furs in the center of the room. On one wall over what appears to be an old style fire-place I see the head of a deer with a massive head of antlers, it's preserved perfectly, looking almost alive. There's a curved bookshelf immediately to my left against a wall, and we appear to be standing on a bearskin rug.
Under her bed I can make out a medium sized chest with a heavy lock upon it.
Selene turns to me, and without warning she grabs me, presses me against a wall and kisses me passionately and fiercely, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
I gasp at the aggressive assault as she runs her tongue over my teeth and as I begin to kiss her back, trying to match her passion.
I feel something flowing from the kiss, energy interacting with my mage core, prodding it as Selene plays a game of tonsil hockey. Within seconds I'm moaning as pleasure floods me, filling my body with a pleasant tingling sensation, my mage core relaxing into the power.
"Interesting." Selene says, breaking away, appearing to be a little breathless as she gives me an appraising look. "Your magic core is extremely compatible with the Wild Hunt."
I blush and look down. "Thank you." I say.
She laughs. "This doesn't suit you. Okay, we need to talk."
She sits down on the bed and pats the place next to her.
I sit down, tense as a spring, the bed is extremely comfortable and I sink into it a little more than expected, losing my balance a bit, I'm sitting a good two feet away from her, still nervous. She snorts and scoots close to me, wrapping an arm around my waist and laying a hand on my crotch.
My face is bright red.
"You need to let this go." She says, calmly. "It's cute for now, but it will get old fast. And if you want to have allies here, and trust me, you'll need allies here, you're going to have to trade some pleasure around."
I nod slowly. "I can understand that, it's merely a rather complete and abrupt change for me."
"You should have expected it, really." Selene says, her tone a little annoyed. "We're the Seelie court. Light, passion, flame..."
I nod. "I knew in theory, but... I'm having trouble immediately adapting. Apologies."
"You'd better be sorry." She says, her tone taking a teasing note as her hand starting to rub my cock through the jeans. "Now, how many times have you fucked someone?"
I pant slightly, shifting uncomfortably but not really trying to get away.
"Uh... Twice." I say, my face hot from embarrassment and my heart pounding.
"Really? That's all?" She says, sounding amused as she unzips my fly. "It's hardly a wonder why you're so 'modest' then."
I nod, looking at her.
"This will be easier if you just relax." She says, coolly as she unbuttons my jeans and with my help pulls them down a bit. "Now, describe them."
"Excuse me?" I ask, feeling a little stupid.
"Your sexual experiences." She orders as she pulls my cock out the flap in the front of my boxers.
"Uh..." I say, trying to force myself to relax as she wraps a hand around it and rubs the head with her thumb, causing a wave of pleasure to flow through me.
"Well?" She asks, her voice amused.
I sigh.
"The first time was just a drunken mistake." I say, panting as she starts to rub my cock slowly, bringing her hand up and down.
"Describe it, if you can remember it that is..." She says, picking up the pace a bit.
"It was with another Apprentice." I say, trying not to moan. "I had just mastered- ooh" She's speeding up a bit now, her grip almost painfully tight. "My first school of magic, and she and I were up late celebrating."
"Describe her too me." Selene orders, thumbing my head lightly again, making me moan despite myself. "I want every detail."
"She was a little older than me." I say, closing my eyes and panting hard. "With about B-cup breasts, her hair was really curly and red, she had sorta freckly pale skin."
