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A slow and soft growl could be heard between the scratched up jaws of Ezra's face as he watched the small fire in his hands vanish. The practice of magic was no easy task, and in this large and lonesome castle, he didn't have many people he could get advice from.

He shoved the pile of magical books away from him as he slowly got up to wash his hands, cooling his burns and washing away some of the blood from the cuts on his hands. Ezra now had many regrets in life, and one of them was not getting the training he needed to become a competent magician.

Hindsight is always 20/20, he offers to himself, the pity easily noticed in the voice in his head. Self pity was always a part of his daily routine, but who wouldn't feel as such when he was only removed from his life months prior?

Ezra moved himself towards his bedroom, feeling too annoyed with magic and its sneaky maneuvers to want to go back to his study. He moved over towards the mirror, trying to get a good look at how much damage had come to him this time.

Ezra had always tried to be just as in shape as he was when he was a knight, and would often train with as little amount of clothes on, which often led to scratches, marks and other damage to his skin. He stares at his naked chest in the mirror, seeing a few slash marks from the uncontrolled wind whipping against his chest, and he sighs, grabbing a towel and sitting next to the mirror to try and clean himself up a bit.

Ezra's hands are bloody by the time he gets most of the dried blood cleaned up, and stares at his phalanges for a while, thinking about where he was and how much he wished he could just get with the program.

Suddenly, a soft shimmering noise entered in Ezra's mind, like a twinkle of a bell. He looks over at the mirror, and it seems to almost be... moving? He pressed his hands against it, and felt the magic in his veins course through the mirror, as though someone was trying to find it.

After only a few seconds, an unfamiliar looking figure appears, at first murky and then cleared up into a strikingly good looking, but also terrifying face in the mirror. The face looks quite bored and unamused at Ezra, before it opens its mouth.

"Why are you in my mirror?"

Ezra was flabbergasted- what could he possibly mean?

"Where are you? How is this happening? I don't understand!"

The once angry and bored expression turns into a grin and laughter, and quickly after becomes a sly smirk.

"New to magic, then? You're a bit old to be a new student."

Ezra quickly went to confused and scared to annoyed.

"I'm just trying to learn. Is this magic?"

"Of course! How else would we communicate? I was trying to do some magic before you rudely interrupted me."

Ezra paused, and realized this is what he needed- real advice! He would take any chance at getting some help from a real magic user.

"Can you teach me how to use magic?"

"You're using it right now, dip shit." The smirking face when back to boredom.

Ezra shakes his head. "No, I mean- how do I use it on my own? Have control over it?"

The figure's eyes glares a little bit before speaking.

"What's your name?"

"Ezra. Why?"

"Well, Ezra," the man says before readjusting himself, "If Im going to be teaching you anything, we should be on a name to name basis. I'm known as Kadaver."

Ezra felt excitement run through his veins. Finally! Someone to help him!

"Thank you so much, Kadaver! How do I start?"

"Well..." Kadaver smirks again, and sits closer to the mirror. "First, you're gonna have to prove you're willing to do anything to get my help. Okay?"

"Uhm, alright," Ezra said, a bit concerned. "What do you want me to do?"

"First, sit upright and close to the mirror, so I can see all of you."

Ezra moves himself, and looks cautiously at his hands, which were still attached to the mirror.

"No worries," Kadaver calls. "I'll keep the connection open. Go ahead and get comfortable."

Ezra slowly removes his hands, and sits straight up in front of his full length mirror.

"Now what?"

"Take off your pants."

"What? Why?" Ezra stares at Kadaver, concerned, and Kadaver shrugs.

"You want my help or not? I told you to get comfortable."

After a moment of hesitation, Ezra removes his trousers, sitting only in his underwear.

"Oh. Take those off too. And don't question me this time- just do it."

Ezra pauses again, but his desire to learn magic overcomes his desire to keep his underwear on, so he takes them off and sits to cover himself from view.

Kadaver raises an eyebrow, and smiles. "Come, now. You must get comfortable. Or else we can't start on your training."

Ezra takes a deep breath, and tries to get into a more comfortable position, not making eye contact with Kadaver.

"Much better. Now, I want you to take some deep breaths, over and over again, for the next minute or so."

Keeping his eyes away from the mirror, Ezra does as he is told, until he starts to relax somewhat, and feels a bit more confident in front of Kadaver.

"Feeling better?" Kadaver asks, and Ezra nods.

"Yes, I think so."

"Okay, good. Now, I want you to touch yourself."

"W-What?" Ezra stares at Kadaver, who is staring at him with no emotions.

"Did I stutter? Touch yourself."

"What d-do you mean-"

"What do I mean? You must be joking! I want you to grab your dick and start masturbating, obviously."

"Why?" Ezra asks, flabbergasted, and Kadaver shrugs, looking away for a second.

"You want training or not? If you don't want it, that's fine. I'll just leave-"

"No!" Ezra yells, and sighs.

"Fine. I'll do it."

Kadaver's sharp toothed grin appears from the screen. "Good, let's start."

Ezra nods, and lowers his hands to reach for his soft and supple penis, to which he starts to move up and down in a slower fashion.

"That's good. Get some of your spit and rub it on there."

Ezra is hesitant, but does as told, and covers his left palm in his own saliva, wrapping his hand around his shaft as he slowly pumps it back and forth.

"Is it feeling good yet?" Kadaver asks, watching Ezra's dick go closer and further toward his side of the mirror.

"What is even the point of this?" Ezra asks, feeling his penis starting to stiffen.

"It's a very important part of learning how to be confident. Go faster."

Ezra starts moving a bit quicker, and continually feels his member start to grow and harden.

"Aw, yeah. Looking good. Play with your nipples, too."

Ezra sighs deeply, but reaches one hand up and starts pinching his small pecks, feeling twitches inside of him that get his penis to its full and hardened state. The feelings of masturbation start feeling good inside of his loins, and he starts getting into the motions.

"Ah, I can see you're starting to like it. Let's pick up some speed, and get some more spit on that cock, too."

Ezra places his hand in his mouth, covering all his fingers in his own saliva, and places his hand quickly on his shaft, going quicker and quicker with every several thrusts. The feelings are starting to swell inside of him, and his breath starts to get heavy as he move quicker.

"Yes, you're doing so well," Kadaver says seductively. Ezra makes eye contact with Kadaver, who is staring lustfully into Ezra's own eyes.

"Go faster, Ezra. I want you to pump your dick as hard as you can."

Ezra's hand starts moving even quicker, and his other one keeps on pinching his nipples as he keeps eyes contact with Kadaver.

"Cum for me, Ezra. Cum nice and hard."

"Yes," Ezra barely whispers out in between his hard breaths, as he feels his body start to climax. "Yes, Kadaver, yes!"

The spurts of cum flowed down his penis as he slowly moves his hand back and forth, until his climax is at an end, and his mind returns back to the matter at hand.

He looks at Kadaver, who is staring at him with that same smirk as before.

"You did great, Ezra. That was quite a show. I'm glad I got to watch."

Ezra's eyebrows fell in confusion. "Show? I thought that was part of my training."

"Oh, we will work on training later. Not today."

"Then why the fuck did I just do that?"

"I thought you'd be a good fuck. And you definitely proved it."

Kadaver laughed for a moment while Ezra grew angry.

"Why, I-"

"Hey now, just be patient!" Kadaver replies to Ezra's anger with a smile on his face.

"We'll work on magic next time. I really can't wait."

"When's next time?" Ezra asked, surprised by this announcement.

"I know where you are. I'll come find you, and then we'll really have some fun. See ya."

Kadaver wiggled his fingers before becoming a murky looking figure, and only a moment later could Ezra see his naked body lying on the floor with cum dribbled on his body, and he worried about what the future held for him.