It’s my birthday AND I just cracked 25k!!! It’s a good day 😀
Liselle peered over Daniel’s shoulder, the tips of her bare breasts brushing against his back as she did. He noticed, but so much of him was narrowed down into the fine point of the applewood stylus that he hardly reacted. Core muscles tended to keep his posture, his elbow adjusted slightly to keep her pressure from affecting his lines, breath eased out to keep his focus–automatic reactions, the stuff of habit, forged through long habit. Liselle pressed harder with a little huff, annoyed at being ignored. A slip of her pawed at his awareness like an artsy cat, begging for the door to be opened. Daniel sighed again, easing his magical connection with the stylus and coming up for air.
“Yes, twitchy fish?”
His eyes stayed soft focus, his hands still smoothing over the candle he had been carving. He’d stopped pouring energy into it, but the spell still had to be locked.
He blew the wax curls from the taper, not wanting to disrupt the lines by wiping them away.
“Its a love spell.”
“A love spell?!”
Liselle finally sounded interested, and confused. “What do you need a love spell for?”
Daniel turned the rich indigo taper in his hands, studying without really seeing it.
“I’m modifying it, to keep the various relationships in this house in balance. I’m making a candle for each of us, and as the dynamics shift and settle, I’ll have a focusing point to anchor helpful energies onto.”
He gestured vaguely towards the boxes strewn across his roll top desk. “Like pennyroyal for patience, or blue lace agate for communication.” He set the taper down, laying it aside the three others: pink, grey, and gold. “And even just the act of moving them apart or closer together might be useful when some of magics go awry.”
Liselle’s hand hovered over the pink one, but she looked to Daniel before picking it up at his nod. It was carved with intricate scales, sealed under a protective layer of thin, clear wax. Various chips of gemstones were pressed into it, and a few carefully applied pink rose petals, formed into the shape of hearts.
“This one’s mine.”
Her voice and smile were soft, and Daniel nodded again.
“I love it.”
He matched her smile, shifting his arm around her waist so he could her against him in a half hug.
“Yours was easy; your energies are so transparent. Tiff and Issa…”
He gestured to the still unadorned grey and gold candles.
Liselle slipped into his lap, pushing his back from the desk through sheer necessity. He chuckled and let her, leaning over her shoulder as she had his, though he was much less naked. His hands played along her thighs, an absent habit, as he watched her move from tool to tool, wavering. At last she looked up, leaning back against Daniel’s chest so she could look into his face. A slight frown knit her brow, bowed her lips.
“You’re right, this is hard.”
He laughed and hugged her to him, wrapping her energies around him like a warm patch of sunlight.
“I was thinking of asking each of them to help me, separately, with their own candles.”
Liselle nodded, looking far too serious.
“That’s a good idea. I dont think they like each other much.”
Daniel gave a sideways grin, knowing exactly what Tiff’s supposed annoyance with Issa meant. The planars flirted like grade schoolers, pulling each others hair and stepping on toes.
“They like each other well enough. But you’re right; I don’t think I could handle them both together, not magically.”
Liselle giggled and wiggled, a clear sign her mind had turned back to sex. It never took her long.
“But there’s other ways you can handle them both, huh?”
She wiggled more in his lap, rubbing herself against him. Even through the jeans, their magical connection made touch seem velvety soft. He shivered, hands flexing along her bare stomach.
“Come on, Trouble. No sex in the magic room, you know that.”