House of Mirrors

Pressing his wife against the smooth, polished mirrored wall in a secluded part of the house of mirrors, their tongues danced and duelled together as the Vampire king let his hands roam over his wife’s back and down her exposed thigh. It didn’t take long for Selina to need an excuse to leave the wine tent at the festival. A sample here and there to pretend to show interest in the flavours while everyone chatted around her and her husband. The elegant music violins playing in the background while waiters stopped by with offers of other wines and brochette to keep from being too inebriated.

But that wasn’t her plan.

After a quick glass of at least 3 wines, she pretended to act flustered and draped herself over her husband, requesting for fresh air. Something her doting husband was more than happy to oblige as they left the winery for her to drag him by the hand to the amusement rides and make their way inside the house of mirrors.

“I take it you planned to keep me waiting?” Growled Dracula, kissing down her neck and burying his face in her ample chest as she smirked a fanged grin and combed her fingers through his hair.

“Mmm…You wouldn’t complain, and the wait only makes you more excitable my love.”

“Indeed.”

Hoisting her up, Selina quickly wrapped her legs around him as he went back to making out with his wife. Helping her peel off her gown while she frantically unbuttoned his clothes and dropped them to the floor. Quickly undoing his belt and pulling down his pants, Selina smiled like a feline on catnip when she felt him thrust into her. Wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, she raked her claws up his back as he thrust into her again and again.

“Awww… FUCK I love this!” Selina purred, her eyes fluttering. Lolling her neck and sighing, she pressed Dracula’s face into her bare cleavage again, feeling him kick and lick at her breasts as she pulled his face up to kiss passionately.

“And I you, my love.” Pressing against her more tightly so she would press up against the cold surface of the mirror behind her, Selena purred and giggled, pawing at his back as her toes curled and her tail snapped back and forth. His rhythm only grew in intensity as her gasps for air grew more shrill.

They were getting close, SO close. Like every other time they expressed their eternal love and passion for each other, centuries apart, lifetimes away from each other, it always came to an explosive height of ecstasy. Already they could feel themselves reach that boiling crescendo, that overwhelming rush of pleasure and excitement that would course through them and leave the pair a panting heap in bed. Her breath hitched, his teeth grit and all the tighter they held to each other as they ground and writhe against each other’s bodies until it all came to a mind crashing eruption of joy that sent Selena crying out.

*

Outside of the house of mirrors, the line up of people waiting for their turn to get into the amusement ride stopped their chatter when they heard a wailing scream like the sound of a tiger’s roar echo out from inside the propped-up building. Silent for a few baited seconds, an onlooker blinked and looked back to everyone else in line as he handed his ticket to the booth keeper and made his way through the entrance.

“Wow… Must be one hell of a house of mirrors.”

*

Quickly getting dressed and occasionally pecking each other’s lips affectionately, Selina and Dracula made sure each other was presentable before they’d leave the house of mirrors. Standing straight as Selina buttoned his shirt, the tall cat woman found his facial expression sour, checking him over to be sure there were no creases.

“What’s the matter love? You never complain after our trysts of love.”

“Forgive me my love… My humours have been unbalanced of late, my mind wanders…”

Stroking her thumb against his chin and goatee, Selina smiled warmly, her feline eyes narrowed. “I worry about Oliver too; I’ve always known him to be upbeat. Dinah rejection of him has really torn at his heart.” Tilting her head to the side and flicking her eyes, Selina’s smile grew warmer. “It’s rare to see you feel this way, rubbing off on me, are you?”

Smiling back and checking himself over while combing a single hand through Selina’s silk, black hair, the cat woman leaned into his hand with a soft purr. “Since coming to this city, I have seen too many a reflection of myself.”

“Yes, you told me. Mr. Freeze was a good man… Once.”

“Once… Always. To see our story played out again and again in another torn apart is disheartening.”

Kissing Dracula on the lips, Selina lingered there, cupping his chin as she pressed up against him. “I understand my love, hopefully Oliver and Dinah will be together again. Sometimes all it takes is time.”

Smiling, Dracula gently raised his wife’s chin and kissed her back on the lips. “Wise and compassionate as ever. Perhaps you are right… By the way, why the house of mirrors of all places? Why here to vent out your passions?”

Giving the man a sly grin, Selina turned and dipped her shoulder as she led them both out. “Because my love, you don’t have a reflection. No one would have known we were both here.”

Stepping out of the house of mirrors, the two walked shoulder to shoulder with their hands together as more people exited the maze after them. Just out of earshot, a group of friends stopped and looked confused as they turned their attention to anywhere but where they just walked out of.

“So… We’re in agreement?”

“Yeah… No one talks about how we saw a flying, naked werecat having an orgasm in the air?”

“Yes.”