Weird waves of pleasure (2)

His hands wandered back down to my hips, lifting me and placing me further up the bed.

Zerrin still wore clothes, and with a flick of his hand, they disappeared out of thin air.

A simple and easy magic trick I use often, no doubt his clothes are stored somewhere in a pocket dimension.

I take in the sight of him in all his naked glory. Pale skin is quite common for his kind, he prefers the darkness of night rather than the light of day.

His skin is a few shades lighter than my own, with lean muscle and abs. With a chiseled jaw, strong jawline, and the darkest of hair I've ever seen, my hair is black with a reddish tint to it under the light.

My eyes trail down his body unashamedly, my eyes widening slightly as I take in his cock. I'm not sure if that thing will fit inside me.

Beautiful red eyes, staring back at me, a smirk curling on his face. "Like what you see, Little one?" His voice is teasing, amusement lacing through his tone. His eyes wandered over my body, lust clouding over t