Well, Frumpkin is a lovely cat-- and I cannot wait to meet him. As far as sexting goes, you would know without a shadow of a doubt if I wanted to engage in such, I would leave you with no doubt.
if you were to ask me of my preference, I think I like you with a beard so you do not have to apologize, it makes me want to rub my face up against your cheek just to feel the bristles.
[He reaches down to stroke his fingers across the purring figure perched over his chest, feeling the warmth of his familiar and thinking about a certain drow. How he would very much enjoy having him curled around him in a similar fashion]
Would you take Frumpkin's place then? Seems like you could just drape yourself across me in a similar fashion. I would not mind. So long as you don't distract from my reading or grading.
I cannot guarentee that I would not attempt to distract you, Caleb. I can think of nothing better than to drape myself over you and attempt to distract you from your work.
[ This was the most bizarre interaction that he's ever had with Caleb via text to date-- but it felt like they were setting precedents for each other ]
I cannot help it, my fangs are so very there, it is not hard for them to come out while I am licking against whatever it is I am within reach of.. I am sorry but this drow pussy is very set in his ways..
[It's an odd conversation, but as usual, Caleb finds that he is enjoying himself]
If you do not behave there will be no lap time later.
[Oh, he caught that. Once is a coincidence, but now that Essek has been informed of the slang, this was deliberate. There are very few things professor Thelyss does by pure coincidence]
[ It was an odd conversation to have and honestly, Essek was enjoying it in a most perverse way-- the sort of way that made him feel decadent and himself not also not; this version of himself felt far freer than he ever had ]
From what I have determined about cats, they very rarely ask for permission if they desire to commander a lap, so I could in fact crawl up there and fix you with a 'look'; a look that says that if I fit, I sit.. hmmm?
You have tested my self-control many a time so I think that it is appropriate that I paw at your patience a little, especially if I move in such a way that causes your breath to hitch, I love hearing the way your breath catches like a key in a lock.
That is a very bad pussy cat. How am I to finish grading papers with a lapful of you? Attention is what you crave, is it not? Then I will deny you any sign of those hitching breaths you love so much.
Be careful, Meister Widogast, as thar may cause me to be even more naughty, my paws and teeth may find something delicious to enjoy while you are busy grading papers, or I may end up climbing a fine zemnian pine and amusing myself that way--
[With one side glance at his familiar, Frumpkin vanishes back into the pocket dimension. This is getting heated and he very much wants to be alone. Well, that's not entirely true. He wants to be with Essek right now, but he's a whole country away and they really shouldn't cause an international incident just because they're a pair of horny wizards]
I will keep my concentration as well as my train of thought, no matter how much you try to wrest it from me. I would not even glance up from the pile of papers until you decide to take a ride.
Very well, Professor Widogast-- I will sit on your lap like a good kitten and amuse myself with one of my playthings while you work.
[ But it could never be that simple, could it? Essek was not nearly that docile and he strategized things to get the best possible outcome for himself ]
glasstoy.mov
[ a video appears of the drow holding a spun glass toy and he is running his tongue up and down sheen of it, lapping and licking-- occasionally sucking against the rounded tip before little it slide out with a pop, there may be something else that Essek is doing but that is not precisely revealed-- the only clues are from the soft subtle moans. ]
[He immediately suspects foul play, seeing as Professor Essek Thelyss never gives in quite so easily. His suspicions are immediately confirmed as he opens the video file and inhales sharply.
What was he supposed to be doing at this hour again?]
Since you have decided to be a good little pussy cat and have managed to keep yourself occupied you will be given my hand. Let me stroke you, pet. I would not allow you to cum, what a mess you would make all over yourself, but I could tease you. Keep you on the edge until you cannot take it any longer.
Oh? Now you want to play with your sleek Drow Pussy? I think I shall find my way into the bedroom as I require you to win back my favor, perhaps if you follow I will let you pet me.. and if you do not, I always have my plaything to tide me over until I get what I want.
I will follow you into the bedroom when my work is finished and not a second before that.
That plaything of yours must feel so very cold compared to the heat of my body. Are you certain you do not wish to warm yourself on something a bit more substantial, pet?
[ There is a ten minute lull where there is no response from Professor Thelyss, nothing whatsoever. Quite a bit could happen the course of minutes or things could remain unspoken-- leaving Caleb with ten very fine minutes to do his grading with little in the way of interruptions.
Then there is that little notification that Caleb has a new text from Essek ]
solopettings.mov
[ The phone is held aloft with magic in such a way that Caleb can see down the slender line of back, to the shoulders and the way that Essek is splayed on his stomach. A succulent moan as his hips arch and it becomes clear that Mage Hand is fucking him with that glass toy, and Caleb has the best view of watching it sink in and out-- and the ensuing moans and throaty purrs that come from his lips, some muffled into pillow.
When they came back together, it was clear that their coming together would rewrite the laws of gravity. ]
You are indeed luckily that I am used to playing by myself; Meister but I may cum before you finish grading-- your tight drow pussy is very hungry.
[Caleb knows precisely how long it took to get the reply, right down to the very last second that ticks by. Ten minutes and thirteen seconds. It feels like hours have passed. He has his robe open as well as the fly of his pants, one hand loosely stroking himself as he relaxes back against the bed. Just Imagining what he would do to Essek if he could just get his hands on the handsome dunamancy professor.
He watches the video, his hand slowly speeding up along the length of his cock without fully realizing it. His free hand scrambles across the touchscreen of the phone, eagerly typing out his reply]
Then I will wait no longer. You are only allowed to cum around my cock, do you hear me? When I get to the bedroom, I will dispel your mage hand and replace your toy with something that will make you yowl like a cat in heat. I want you just like in the video, face down because I want to fuck you face first into the bed, pet.
[ Reading the words and he drove the Mage Hand harder inside of him, simulating the roughness of the Zemnian Professor, but there was no slap of skin against skin that could fool him into thinking that the redhead was behind him, laying waste to him. Gods, two weeks.. two weeks until they would see each other and he was going to rip those clothes off the other man ]
Please Meister, please give me your cock, need you to fuck me into obedience... oh, fuck!
[ and then the next text that Caleb hears is the sound clip that comes, Essek's desperate and needy pleas for fucking, how if Caleb strains he can hear the silk as it's gripped by fingers-- the filthy breathless panting while he moans, rythmic in time to fast thrusts, before his voice breaks like glass and he shatters along with the 'Come inside me, please I need you-- I'm still hungry, please' meant to send Caleb over the edge ]
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[He knows you like the scruffiness, but he's usually better at reigning it in to look less unkempt]
We tend to be of a similar mind when it comes to those types of conversation. I enjoy these types as well, you know.
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[ now that they were talking about cats and all ]
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Would you take Frumpkin's place then? Seems like you could just drape yourself across me in a similar fashion. I would not mind. So long as you don't distract from my reading or grading.
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Perhaps even scritches against the back of your neck and the top of your spine if you are a good kitty.
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You are definitely building a case for myself being a good 'pussy' for you-- perhaps, I will only bite you a little.
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At least not during relaxationJust think of my hand running through your hair, rubbing the back of your neck. Only if you're a good pussy cat.
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I cannot help it, my fangs are so very there, it is not hard for them to come out while I am licking against whatever it is I am within reach of.. I am sorry but this drow pussy is very set in his ways..
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If you do not behave there will be no lap time later.
[Oh, he caught that. Once is a coincidence, but now that Essek has been informed of the slang, this was deliberate. There are very few things professor Thelyss does by pure coincidence]
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From what I have determined about cats, they very rarely ask for permission if they desire to commander a lap, so I could in fact crawl up there and fix you with a 'look'; a look that says that if I fit, I sit.. hmmm?
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If you fit, you sit. Yes, that is a very feline sentiment. I suppose I cannot deny such a willful creature.
My next question - will you sit still like a good kitten? Or will you test my patience further?
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I will keep my concentration as well as my train of thought, no matter how much you try to wrest it from me. I would not even glance up from the pile of papers until you decide to take a ride.
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[ But it could never be that simple, could it? Essek was not nearly that docile and he strategized things to get the best possible outcome for himself ]
glasstoy.mov
[ a video appears of the drow holding a spun glass toy and he is running his tongue up and down sheen of it, lapping and licking-- occasionally sucking against the rounded tip before little it slide out with a pop, there may be something else that Essek is doing but that is not precisely revealed-- the only clues are from the soft subtle moans. ]
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What was he supposed to be doing at this hour again?]
Since you have decided to be a good little pussy cat and have managed to keep yourself occupied you will be given my hand. Let me stroke you, pet. I would not allow you to cum, what a mess you would make all over yourself, but I could tease you. Keep you on the edge until you cannot take it any longer.
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That plaything of yours must feel so very cold compared to the heat of my body. Are you certain you do not wish to warm yourself on something a bit more substantial, pet?
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Then there is that little notification that Caleb has a new text from Essek ]
solopettings.mov
[ The phone is held aloft with magic in such a way that Caleb can see down the slender line of back, to the shoulders and the way that Essek is splayed on his stomach. A succulent moan as his hips arch and it becomes clear that Mage Hand is fucking him with that glass toy, and Caleb has the best view of watching it sink in and out-- and the ensuing moans and throaty purrs that come from his lips, some muffled into pillow.
When they came back together, it was clear that their coming together would rewrite the laws of gravity. ]
You are indeed luckily that I am used to playing by myself; Meister but I may cum before you finish grading-- your tight drow pussy is very hungry.
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He watches the video, his hand slowly speeding up along the length of his cock without fully realizing it. His free hand scrambles across the touchscreen of the phone, eagerly typing out his reply]
Then I will wait no longer. You are only allowed to cum around my cock, do you hear me? When I get to the bedroom, I will dispel your mage hand and replace your toy with something that will make you yowl like a cat in heat. I want you just like in the video, face down because I want to fuck you face first into the bed, pet.
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Please Meister, please give me your cock, need you to fuck me into obedience... oh, fuck!
[ and then the next text that Caleb hears is the sound clip that comes, Essek's desperate and needy pleas for fucking, how if Caleb strains he can hear the silk as it's gripped by fingers-- the filthy breathless panting while he moans, rythmic in time to fast thrusts, before his voice breaks like glass and he shatters along with the 'Come inside me, please I need you-- I'm still hungry, please' meant to send Caleb over the edge ]
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