Back to work?

The walk to the workshop is entertaining, with some friendly teasing towards each other over the events of the last few days. In particular, Hayley is highly amused by how tired Helja is. Helja responds by describing, in great detail, how much fun she had with Lylah last night.

The conversation is still ongoing when you arrive at the workshop, and an amused Marin greets you. “Hey there girls. And lover boy. Sanni is waiting for you in her workroom. Hope you’re well rested!”

You roll your eyes, and Marin laughs. You step past her, and as you walk by she gives you a swat on the butt. You turn and see Marin and Hayley laughing, and even Helja is grinning. The tiger girl gives you a thumbs up. “Go get her, big guy!”

Chuckling, you head to Sanni’s work room, opening the door and walking inside. As the door swings shut, you see Sanni leaning over a work table, carefully engraving some metal. Her long black hair is tied back in a braid to keep it out of the way, and she finishes up what she’s doing as you walk closer. She looks up at you and smiles when you approach.

“Greg, you’re here! Perfect timing! I want to help you hone your magic. I’ve set up something I’d like you to copy with your powers.”

She slithers over beside you, setting down two blocks of metal, one simply a blank square, and the other shaped and rune carved. “I want you to concentrate on copying the finished block. While you do that, I’ll see if I can tap into your magic and help.”

You nod. This isn’t exactly what you expected when you came in, but Helja did insist that you trying to get some work done as well. Also, a glance at Sanni betrays an excitement and amusement that tells you that there’s something more going on here. You take a deep breath, close your eyes, and hold the metal, concentrating on shaping it.

As the metal shifts in your hands, you feel Sanni press up behind you, her breasts against your back. Her hands slide down your arms, and you shiver slightly. You feel her lips brush your ear as she speaks in a breathy whisper. “Concentrate, Greg. I feel your magic, now…”

You feel her lips brush your neck in a feather-light kiss, her fingers caressing your forearms. You feel her press harder against you, and hear her breath come faster. Sanni nibbles gently at your neck, and you gasp, the metal in your hands wrenching out of shape. You can hear the amusement in her voice as she whispers in your ear. “Poor Greg, I think you’re a little bit distracted…”

Her hands wander up your arms and over your chest, and you shiver again as she kisses your neck. The metal drops from your hands, forgotten, as you turn to face her. Immediately, you lock lips with her, your tongues entwining as you kiss passionately. Her lower body slowly coils around your legs, pulling you against her as you hold her tight.

Eventually, the two of you separate, both breathing hard. Sanni giggles as she glances down and sees the obvious tent in your pants. “As much as I want to, we can’t do this here…but, would you like to go out tonight, Greg? I don’t want to wait anymore.”

You smile, silently thanking Hayley for the suggestion. “Of course! I know just where to go!”

Sanni smiles, composing herself. “And afterwards…we can go to your place…”

You smile.