Make her cum.

Well, only one thing to do with such a wonderfully responsive student, reward them. He pulled his fingers out of her, cupped her sex, and with one hand on her back and one between her legs, he lifted her up and put her back on her desk. The act earned a surprised gasp from Dominique, who attempted to sit up.

"No. Stay there." He says, putting a hand on her stomach. For a brief moment, he imagined it swollen with child - wouldn't that be a way to claim her - before he kneeled between her legs and looked at her entrance. Her very wet, swollen, and clean shaven entrance. "You shave?"

Dominique blushed, covering her face with her hands. "I - my magic backfired…" she said, and Victor ran his fingers over her sex, feeling for hair. Dominique bit her lower lip and leaned her head back at the touch. Victor for his part couldn't feel any remnants of hair, as if it had fallen out, and her legs and other areas were curiously lacking in body hair as well - he almost laughed at the luck of it, for her magic to backfire and shave everything but her head and eyebrows.

"Well, I'd recommend learning how to do that on purpose for the future." He said before leaning in, licking her sex with his tongue flat and wide, a spark of magic on the tip of his tongue. The way she convulsed and cried out in response almost had Victor thinking she'd orgasmed from just the initial lick, but no, no additional juices. He chuckled and started again, listening to his student turn into a screaming, convulsing mess as he pleasured her. He felt her hands in his hair, holding and gripping his head, but not pushing him away. At the very least she was keeping her word, not rejecting and instead trying to participate actively.

He made sure to flick her clit with his tongue for that, which caused her to arch and tighten her grip on his hair. He continued to lap at her slit, each one ending with his tongue flicking her clit. Each one left her writhing on the desk, juices flowing and cries echoing in the room. He was actually thankful she locked the door behind her or they'd likely have too much company for him to be comfortable.

For Dominique, the experience was strange, she felt like a tingle that crawled up from her most intimate space to her stomach, it then proceeded to tighten her entire lower body with an electrical pleasure. She could barely hear her own thoughts over her nerves screaming with ecstacy.

'I'm in over my head, this is too much, I can't, I can't, I'm going to-'

The tightness in her stomach grew, and he wasn't even doing anything differently. The pleasure moved throughout her body, electrifying every nerve before it felt like something burst inside of her and the feeling exploded tenfold.

The wail of ecstacy clued Victor to her orgasm, and he sealed his lips around her pussy, letting her juices flow into his mouth, lapping at her convulsing sex and prolonging her orgasm.

Victor waited until her orgasm ended, and stood up to look upon Dominique. Aside from her torn leggings, she was still completely clothed - though her convulsions had left her clothes somewhat ruffled and her hair a mess. She was gasping for air, her eyes rolled back with tear marks stainingher cheeks - had she not brought herself to orgasm before or had he brought her to that good of one compared to masturbation?

Either way, he felt a swell of pride and just how disheveled and overwhelmed she looked just from a bit of oral. He couldn't wait to see what she'd look like after he actually fucks her. Slight twitches let him know she was still away as he walked around her, coming over to the side of the desk her head rested at and kneeling down so he was closer to eye level rather than have his cpck looming over her. "Sensitive, aren't you?"

"Mmmmmm" Dominique appeared to try to talk, her lips had moved, but all that really left her was a low, exhausted moan. He chuckled and kissed her cheek with a spark of magic, earning a small twitch across her body in return.

"Especially to magic, makes me wonder how you'll respond to me taking your virginity." He said, as he patted her cheek. With just a bit of magic on his tongue he'd brought her to such an **** orgasm - what would happen when he loaded the initial thrust into her with a spell and the magical burst from her hymen breaking caused the spell or spells to be cast inside of her? The idea had him licking his lips - which reminded him.

He brought his lips to hers, making iut with her again and swapping what juices still lingering in and on his mouth into Dominique's, leaving her with the taste of her own orgasm in her mouth before breaking the kiss and deciding where to start on her.