Cast a warding circle around yourself and Barbara Torch and give yourself to her

You feel Barbara Torch's eyes blazing at your bare back as you cast a warding circle around the Warden's bed. Perhaps at your bare buttocks, though as Fay has from time to time pointed out, you might almost as well be a boy for all the shape you have. But maybe that wouldn't matter either way to the Warden. For all the memories you've glimpsed with MIND MELD, you're not even sure that the Warden has a body type she lusts for most. Omnivorous, you imagine. Or perhaps like her own? The Warden's pet duelist, Emily Leopard, could pass for a younger sister or niece. You put the thought out of your head as you call up the words of the warding incantations.

Thrice around the cardinal points, from side to head to side to foot and back, and you tie off the warding circle with a swirl of your wand and a sharply intoned word.

"Under the pillow," Barbara Torch directs. "Tip to tip." She lifts the pillow and you rest your wand as she indicates, with yours on one side of the bed, and hers on the other side.

"Come to me, Miss Woodbine," the Warden says, patting the bed with a broad-nailed brown hand. Strength and bulk and breasts and belly, all a faintly gleaming brown like oil-burnished wood. She reaches out her hand. "Be warm."

Roll +BRAVERY(+1) to HAVE SEX with Barbara Torch: ⚂⚅ + 1 = 10.
On a 10+, choose up to two and also apply your House Sex Move, CHARM:

• They have a great time and an orgasm, Gain +1 XP.

Barbara Torch pulls you down on top of her and holds you close against her body. You can feel her heat, the smoothness of her skin, the softness of her lips and breasts against yours, and the muscles of her arms and legs which she wraps around you. Even without her wand, the Warden is adept with little magics perfect for this moment. She breaks your kiss and traces a flame pattern on your back. CALOR, she intones, and your own inner fires wake.

The Warden's exercise with the Seven Lights has left her aura tensely charged and obvious, almost palpable, as you lie, belly to belly, breast to breast, lip to lip, and eye to eye. Desire, you feel, and her desire kindles yours. Kissing and holding soon becomes squeezing and wrestling, and the Warden pins you beneath her, forces open your knees, and presses her sex to yours.

"Oh!" you call out. She's hot and wet and pressing down hard. "Warden, oh."

Barbara Torch rocks her pelvis on yours, grinding her sex into your own, sliding her slick wet lips against your swelling, moistening ones. Then she pauses, pressing down steadily.

"Morgan, are you still gagging for it?" she asks, looking down through narrowed eyes."

"Yes, Warden, I am, I beg you," you plead.

She laughs, tilts her head, and raises an eyebrow. "Very well, then," she says.

In two eyeblinks she pulls you by knee and shoulder until you're the one on top.

"Show me, Morgan," the Warden says. "Show me how much you want this."

"Yes," you say. You firm up your grip on her upper leg with both hands. It's warm, smooth, and strong, her toenails smooth and pink on her thick brown toes. Your rock your hips into hers. This time you're both wet, and there's a little squish with each thrust. And it feels so good. "Yes, yes, yes, Warden."

The Warden laughs. "Grind it out, Morgan. Grind it all out."

You ride the Warden's sex, your voice rising first with climax. The Warden steadies your hips so you keep rocking, riding, grinding, and on the third time you reach your peak, the Warden's body stiffens with her own climax. Her toes curl tight, her voice escapes in a throaty moan, and her flexing legs slam your body to the bed. Barbara Torch shifts her grip to squeeze tightly on your thighs, holding you in conjunction, pearl pressed to pearl as her hips buck with each wave of her orgasm.

Before long she's back on top, grinding out her second climax, then with barely a pause, lifting you up and back into the saddle to grind against her until you meet each other at the erotic peak.

Spent and tingling with pleasure, warm from your scalp to the tip of your toes, you allow the Warden to place you atop her and cuddle you again, stroking your hair and murmuring in your ear. "Such a good girl, Morgan, so hard you try." Every word makes you glow inside. Every stroke of her fingers makes a wonderful wave of sensation flow over your skin. "We'll have to put you right back together with your girlfriends, shan't we."

"Ah," is as much as you can say.

"We are satisfied in body. The wards held. As willed and promised, Morgan."

"As willed and promised," you mumble.

Barbara Torch slides out from under you, pulls the covers of her bed on top of you, and slides her wand from under the pillow. You hear half of an incanted word but then you're back in dreamland.

Gain +1 XP. You have 4 XP.

You have +2 Ambition, +0 Bravery, +2 Cunning, +0 Diligence.
Your FRIENDs are Fay and the Warden of Leontes. The Warden owes you a FAVOR from earlier.

Use your new FAVOR from your House Sex Move, CHARM, for a +2 to ENCOUNTER Golondrina.