Lord Red knew Deneve only meant to be grateful. It was embarrassing how her innocent peck on the cheek had affected him until he realized she hadn’t moved. On a whim, his lips pressed against the pulse point on her neck. Deneve let out a sound that was half sigh-half moan.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her closer as his lips explored her neck. She returned the caress, nipping lightly on his ear. His huff of approval was met with her hand cupping his jaw as she gently brushed her lips against his. The gentle touch left his lips tingling, and then he realized she was using her magic, clever girl.

He smiled against her lips before capturing them in another kiss. Using his own skills, he ran an icy tongue along her lips. She gasped in surprise, and he took advantage of the moment to deepen the kiss.

Her tongue twined with his as she shifted her legs to the side to lean into him a bit more before she laced her hands through his hair.

Lord Red reached under his overcoat that Deneve still had draped over her shoulders to graze her skin gently. His fingers spread warmth over her still slightly chilled body.

She sighed against his lips as she welcomed the warmth seeping into her. Wanting to feel his skin, she unclasped his robes and slid her hands up his undershirt.

Slender fingers left hot tingles in their wake as they danced across Lord Red’s chest, breaking his concentration for a moment. Shrugging out of his robes, he had to admit he was surprised that she mixed her powers together in such a way. Her control was incredible and the feeling…intoxicating.

Deneve let the overcoat drop from her shoulders. She was almost burning with heat now as his deft fingers traced the outline of her breasts still covered by her top. Taking one hand behind her, she expertly released the clasp holding it together.

He smiled his approval against her lips as he moved away long enough to grasp the back of his undershirt with two fingers as he pulled it over his head in one movement. Deneve wasted no time getting back to her explorations. Soft lips caressed and nibbled his shoulders and chest.

Her breathing hitched as he caressed her breast with one heated hand and a cold one. The sensation was such a contrast her mind went blank as she fought to maintain control. Taking advantage of her lapse, he pulled her down onto the bedroll they had been sitting on. Hovering over her, his icy mouth caused chills to run across her body as his searing hands soothed away the cold.

He made his way to her hips, tracing them with both this freezing mouth and his blazing hands. Divesting her of her skirt and small clothes, he placed his mouth at her apex. Her yelp of surprise at the sudden cold turned quickly into a moan as he slid a heated finger into her as his other hand cupped her bottom.

He wanted to draw her pleasure out Deneve wasn’t a one-night stand just there for release until he moved on to his next project. She was…precious to him. He was going to ensure that she knew it.

Deneve was lost. She knew what she’d intended, but Lord Red had quickly chased such thoughts from her mind. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so blissful and needy. There was something about how he was gripping her that made her feel both secure and wanted.

Her mind relaxed, and that is when it happened…sparks from her magic started flying around them. Electricity snapped in the air. The earth rumbled beneath them as the air howled around them. She drew back in horror.

Lord Red had stopped his ministrations and looked curiously at the chaos around them. He had, of course, studied the theory of magical maelstrom but to see it in action was fascinating. In all his interactions with previous witches, none had ever manifested it.

Looking at Deneve, he could tell she was terrified. Obviously, it was a first for her as well. He knew it was benign but recalled that any personal memories were gone Deneve might not remember (if this had ever happened to her before). Moving to cup her face with both hands, he stated, “You’re safe. I’m here.”

She nodded and swallowed hard as some of the fear left her eyes. “It’s not harmful.” Lord Red explained, nibbling on her neck, “just excess magical energy.”

“Okay,” she breathed softly into his ear as she relaxed once again into his caress. Now that he was within reach, her delicate fingers stroked his skin with renewed purpose. The tingling heat that he wasn’t quite accustomed to yet made its way through his trews, causing him to jump as she traced his outline through them.

“Deneve,” He uttered huskily as he quickly discarded the troublesome clothing. The maelstrom appeared once again, but this time Deneve paid it no mind as she arched into him. Turning his attention back to her, his cooled hands chilled her as his mouth heated her up.

His icy cold mouth on one breast with a fiery hand on the other gave a contrast that was confusing and harmonious at the same time. Sparks flew from her skin as he entered her, causing tingles as they hit him.
He moved slowly, wanting to savor the moment. However, she shifted, giving him deeper access. He moved more quickly, and Deneve gave as she got meeting each snap of his hips with one of her own.

Knowing that her exuberance would be his undoing, he withdrew from her. As she whimpered with the loss, he flipped her onto her stomach, straddling her thighs. Lord Red placed his hand between Deneve’s shoulder blades and pushed her into the bedroll as he entered her from behind.

She gave a surprised grunt, and her body flushed as more sparks flew from her. Lord Red had control of movement now and used it to his advantage, taking his cue from Deneve’s muffled moans. He moved his hands to either side of her lowering himself so he could taste her shoulders and neck. She turned toward him, and he captured her lips in a brief kiss before returning his attentions to her neck.
Her breathing quickened as she grasped at the bedroll. “You are mine princess and only mine,” Lord Red whispered throatily in her ear. His words had the right effect. Deneve’s body tightened around him just as she shuddered, her cry of pleasure muffled by the bedroll.

He rode out the waves of her bliss before hastening his speed to find his own as he bit down on her shoulder and buried his face in her neck.

They lay like that for a few moments before he checked to ensure he hadn’t damaged her skin. He smirked in the satisfaction it would only bruise. He moved next to her, pulling up the blankets to ensure she didn’t get chilled.

“I wasn’t expecting this,” She said quietly as she pulled the blankets around her a bit more.

He smiled at her kindly. Cupping her jaw, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips and then her forehead before tucking an errant lock of hair behind her ear. “I wasn’t either, Princess,” He replied before pulling her onto his chest as he put a protective arm around her.