Several hours had passed for Sha’drelar. Probably felt longer for Cherly who sat beside him in the large rounded room full of mages from all reaches of Azeroth. Magus and Magister, Master and Apprentice, all present for the calling of this conference. Each grouping was at their own cubicle dwelling, walls seperating the groups from the sides and back. Looking like a class room designed to stop cheating on written work. A mid-sized table sat in each cubicle for use of the sitting parties.
With the rush at which this meet was summoned, one would have expected something serious; a discovered plan of the Legion. Or a weakness. Or a new weapon. Anything.. but no. The meeting was a call on how to use the new energies given to them by the Nightfallen and the Suramaritans since the fall of Elisande.
“...bureaucracy at it’s finest. Moving to see what to do with resources and funds before the threat has even passed.” He hung his head drearily, and Cherly began rubbing a hand up his back as she took notice of his stressed demeanor. His head slightly raised to look side-long to her and she smirked slightly to him in such a sly and devilish way that he had become accustomed to, it did not phase him.. “..what are you plotting?”
“Oh.. noth’n.” She grinned impishly in whisper before tugging the silk robe she wore for this event, revealing her bare legs for him. He blinked slightly with a light blush- luckily the room was dim lit, the lights primarily on the speakers in the center of the auditorium. “The Hells are you doing?” He rebuttled softly.
She took his hand and set it on her thigh, guiding it up to reveal she wore nothing beneath, his fingers grazing the slightly hidden mound of his lover causing her to squirm slightly to his touch before she reached into his own robe to slide and slither her hand to his confined shaft, only to retrieve it and begin to stroke it. In shock, he meant to stop her as she grabbed him but as she took hold he was defeated and he fought to maintain his composure, meanwhile his fingers were spreading and penetrating the already wet nethers therein, spreading her lips to allow ease of access as he legs spread slightly.
They both lightly squirmed, doing their best to hide their movements. Her hand stroked his manhood gently with tender squeezes at the base and just beneath the head; prodding the tip with her finger to extract any precum she had labored.
He looked to her, and she gazed up at him. Her face was turning red as she moved her hips ever so slightly with his fingers. Her breathing was getting heavier and the softest of gasps and moans she kept silent in her throat-even he barely heard it. He felt the hot and wet caverns tighten around his finger as he grazed her depths with his fingertip; her eyes clenching shut and biting her lower lip as she came silently, doing her best to keep herself quiet with their little game, her grip tightening on his cock for a few moments before she released with a soft and almost coo of a sigh. Her eyes opened and looked up at him with such glossy wanting.
He was close as well, but he quickly reached with his free hand to take hold of her arm and stop her. He took a deep breath and whispered to her hotly in her ear. “Not yet.. just wait. I promise, I have something special for you when we leave.” He placed a tender kiss to the cheek closest to him and he grinned, still biting her red-painted lips. “Foine. But I swear to whateva Gods ya like, that if we dun get outta here soon, I’m ridin’ ya here on th’damn bench.” She leaned in and kissed him tenderly, only to bit his lower lip and tug it with her teeth, letting it pop from her lips with another devilish grin.
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