Horny

He watched her gather the clothes scattered across the furniture in the room.

"I'll change your mind," James said, alluding with his wrist that he was ready and proud to play dirty. He flicked his wrist and watched her back arch slightly as the spell hit her softly.

"What did you do?" She looked at him sternly.

"Don't mind me, I'm just making my case." He lay in bed, watching her check herself over for any changes. Nothing seemed evident.

She continued to pack, unaffected, for some time but soon enough, she started to feel that familiar tingle. She turned to face him, "on second thought, maybe we can make time for-- WAIT! I know what you've done."

He smiled. "Don't mind me!"

"James! Not now!" She whined, scratching at the choker as if it were going to come off (not that she'd be able to undo it with her power back). "We have to --", she moaned, involuntarily, as her arousal continued to increase.

"I need to shower, I'll come help you pack in a bit," he said as he left for the shower.

She ran to the door to the washroom and hit the door. "James, undo it this instant!"

Another whoosh came and she found herself facing the suitcase again. She knew that further protests were only going to make the situation worse.

He came out of the shower to a wonderful sight. She was still packing, but with one hand between her legs, trying to battle her arousal enough to stay productive. She wasn't finding relief, but it did feel good and she was staying sane, which was ultimately her objective. 'If this is the game he's making me play, I'm going to damn well win it,' she thought to herself.

James strode out of the bathroom and sat on the bed with wet hair, completely naked, and watched her struggle to work while pleasing herself.

"Fine!" She removed her hand from her pants and stormed towards him. "Let's fuck so I can get on with this!"

"No, I've been thinking, packing is important. You should finish!" He waved his hand, surrounding the bed with an invisible field to keep her out.

"Oh come on, I can't work like this!" She moaned and stomped her foot in frustration. "James!" She exclaimed in a much more serious tone, yet still fingering herself.

James gulped, briefly reconsidering his choices. "Fine." He dropped the shield and watched her run at him.

She wasted no time pouncing onto him. She wrapped her legs around him and fucked him like she was in the hurry she was in. She said, "We're going -- to have -- words about -- this," getting two words out at a time between moans.