Bed.

Steph guided Alex to the center of the mystical chamber, the bed now an altar of their love and trust. She felt the mattress beneath her knees, the velvet cushions cool against her thighs. "Lay down," Steph instructed, her voice a seductive purr.

Alex complied, her heart thundering in her chest as she felt the softness of the silk sheets caress her back. Steph's warm hands took hers, lifting them above her head and guiding them to the ornate metal bars of the headboard. "Allow me," she said, as she deftly attached the cuffs to the bars, securing Alex in place. The cool metal bit into her skin, sending a thrill of excitement through her.

"Now then." Steph said quietly in Alex's ear. "Remember the last time you were in my shop my gorgeous bard?"

Alex felt a thrill of excitement at the memory of their previous encounter. "How could I forget?" she replied, her voice slightly unsteady.

'You offered your hand for one of my items. Ready to make me the same offer for your freedom?"

Alex's pulse quickened. "I... I might have to consider it."

"No considering." Steph teased. "You become mine or you stay here. Forever."

Alex felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. "And what happens if I choose to stay?"

"Either way you're mine." Steph grinned. "But this way has more bondage."

Alex couldn't help but laugh, the tension in the air easing slightly. "Okay, you win," she said, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of what was to come. "What's the first order of the witch?"

"I'm going to explore every inch of you. With my mouth. And you are not going to make a sound or be punished."

Alex felt her body tense at the prospect, her breath catching in her throat. But she nodded, eager to see where this game would take them.

Steph's hands began to roam, starting at Alex's wrists, tracing the path of the cuffs up her arms, and across her chest, leaving a trail of heat that seemed to burn through the very essence of her being. Every touch was a promise of what was to come, a silent vow of passion and exploration. Alex's skin prickled with anticipation, her nipples hardening under Steph's fingertips as they grazed them ever so slightly.

The room grew warmer as Steph's touch grew bolder. She traced the contours of Alex's body, her hands moving with a purpose that seemed to speak of ancient rites and sacred rituals. Alex felt as if she were being worshipped, her every breath a silent prayer to the gods of desire that had brought her to this moment. She could feel the warmth of Steph's breath on her neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as she moved down Alex's body, her tongue following the line of her collarbone.

"Tell me." Steph said between her sucking of Alex's neck. "What are your powers making you feel?"

Alex could only gasp as she felt the witch's mouth move down to her breasts, the cold metal of the cuffs pressing into her skin as she arched her back. "Everything," she managed to murmur. "They're... overwhelming."

Steph's teeth grazed Alex's nipples, making her gasp again. "Good," she whispered. "That's what I want. I want you to feel everything. To feel everything you do to me."

Her mouth continued its journey downward, kissing and nibbling along the line of Alex's stomach. Alex felt her body responding, her hips lifting slightly, begging for more. The anticipation was unbearable, each touch from Steph's mouth a teasing promise of what was to come.

When Steph reached the apex of her thighs, Alex couldn't help but let out a soft whimper. The witch chuckled darkly, her breath hot against Alex's skin. "I said no sounds," she reminded, her tone playful yet commanding.

Alex bit her bottom lip, nodding her understanding as Steph's hands parted her thighs. She could feel the anticipation building within her, a coil tightening with every second that passed. The silence was almost deafening, save for the crackling of the candles and the occasional whisper of fabric as Steph moved around her.