Lust is the Thorn

Patrick pushed the witch back down. "You first. I'm not done yet." He said firmly, his dominant side coming through. "I'm not done until you see stars." He said firmly. "I'll tie you down if I must." He warned, smirking slightly as he sucked on one of her exposed nipples teasingly. He was going to show this witch just why she should forget about Brandon, Blaine? His name didn't matter. The other man had let this gorgeous witch down and his loss was Patrick's gain.

His rougher play reminded her of another wizard and she fell back, wondering what pleasures were to come. His mention of ties, magical or not was intriguing. What was new was that his pleasure meant that she should find hers first. 

Patrick laughed and moved down between her thighs, kissing his way down her body until his lips found her clit; his eyes meeting hers. Meanwhile he slid two fingers inside of the woman’s soaking pussy.

The feel of his mouth on her as his fingers did wicked things between her thighs had Daphne arching her back, moving her long legs over his shoulders. She was not a quiet lover, urging him on as his mouth play had her gripping his hair.

Cygnus smirk only grew, looking into her eyes as his fingers set to work again, working her soaking pussy faster now. “Don’t bite your lip too hard, we don’t want to draw attention.” He teased as he dragged the witch’s orgasm out of her.

Cygnus smirked as she came on his fingers; slowing them to a halt inside her before sliding them out and licking his fingers. “Enjoy that?” He asked with smug amusement.

Cygnus smirk only grew, looking into her eyes as his fingers set to work again, working her soaking pussy faster now. “Don’t bite your lip too hard, we don’t want to draw attention.” He teased as he dragged the witch’s orgasm out of her.

“I meant Morgana, as in from the Arthurian Legend, counterpart to Merlin.” Patrick smirked, raising his eyebrow at her before he kissed from her neck to her chest. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked teasingly while his fingers traced down to the waistband of her knickers. “But if you ask me nicely maybe I will call you Morgana.” He smirked, tugging her knickers to the floor and kissing down her body.

She let out a sultry laugh at his explanation and gasped when his mouth moved across her body, sucking in air when he suckled at her breast. 

Patrick reached behind the witch, easily taking care of the clasp of her bra which he then pulled away from her body. Only then did he finally break the kiss to catch his breath, taking in the view of the attractive witch, topless before him. “Morgana,” he let out before he pulled off his own shirt, revealing his toned and muscular frame.

Her brain had gone fuzzy and she felt her bra fall away. Even as she reveled in the haziness of their frenzied lovemaking, she stilled at the sound of another witch’s name falling from her yet unnamed partner’s lips. 

Her hands moved to either side of his face, her fingers spreading against his stubble roughened jaw. Her blue eyes latched onto his. 

Cygnus smirked and obliged her, looking into her eyes as he fingered her soaking pussy. “You want me to make you peak right here?” He asked as he looked into her eyes with amusement, his thumb rubbing her clit.

Patrick tugged at the witch’s top, his tongue not exiting her mouth yet. He wouldn’t do so until the last possible moment; she was a good kisser and as a result he didn’t really want to stop. As she ended up slightly straddling he bucked his hips under her just to get some more delicious friction.

She obliged his need for her weight against him, grinding her hips in a languorous lap dance as her tongue eagerly met his. Tasting the drink they’d shared and sighing at the luscious feel of being wanted.

“Do you not think I know my way around a witch?” Cygnus whispered, trying not to show his amusement. He loved to drive a witch wild and tease them in the best ways, they seemed to respond more positively to later ideas. “But tell me what you need and I’ll see what I can do.” He added, looking into her eyes.

Cygnus smirked a little as she bit his lip, retaliating before he circled his thumb around her clit. He never understood why some wizards had difficulty finding it. As he rubbed her he kissed her neck teasingly. He had every intention of making it difficult for her to be quiet.

Cygnus smirked with slight amusement as she concealed what he was doing. He had always had an attitude of let people look if they’re really interested, he rarely gave a shit about other people’s opinions of him. Dolohov men didn’t trouble themselves over the views of lesser wizards.