Dinner over, they headed for bed. Cassie looked over at Jenkins as they climbed the stairs. He was clearly agitated, but it seemed like more was on his mind than just the effects of the pollen.

Jenkins just wanted to make it to the bedroom before he completely lost control. It had been all he could manage not to bend Cassandra over the dinner table and take her right there. She was so alluring in candlelight... So many conflicting emotions, with the pollen effects and the possibility of bring Llyr into the world, he wet his dry lips again as he opened the bedroom door for her.

"Would you like to bathe before..." he trailed off, not quite being able to get out "having sex with me."

"We can do that later," she said quickly, as she pulled him into the room and shut the door. She began to undress him quickly, leaving no question as to her intentions.

Jenkins was relieved, kicking off his shoes, letting her take off his jacket and tie, feeling her body with his warm hands, so glad he didn't have to pretend to be a gentleman right now. Because he really didn't feel like one.

Cassandra had planned ahead, finding a chair that would work for what she had in mind tonight and having it moved to the bedroom. She guided him towards it now, while she make which work of his suspenders and trousers, all of it.

"Sit," she said softly in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. He sat.

The chair was velvet, a sensual underpinning to the Cassandra's plan. She slowly removed her clothes for him, letting him watch every movement. His breath ragged, it was all he could do to keep himself from throwing himself at her, but someone in the back of his mind, he knew she was planning something, and didn't want to ruin it.

She took two black ribbons that were lain out undoubtedly for just this purpose, and tied his wrists to the chair's arms, looking at him in the eye the entire time. Satisfied that he was secured, her lips made a smile. Jenkins could barely breath, but this time it was anticipation. He couldn't have imagined what she would do next, as she knelt between his legs and put her moist lips to his rock hard shaft.

"Cassandra!" Jenkins nearly squealed, he was so surprised, trying to jerk backwards, but the high back of the chair prevented it. He quickly ended his protest, though, as he felt her warm, wet throat glide along his length. She swirled her tongue around and over his thick head, electing the most amazing sounds from him.

Cassie looked up at him through her lashes. His head back, his eyes closed, lips parted, grunting in desire and pleasure, gods above, he was beautiful, the perfect picture of a man letting his partner pleasure him. Cassie's core ached, but she wanted to him to orgasm.

"Ah, Cass-an-dra, oh god yes please-" Jenkins groaned, begging, not caring who heard. He wanted to fist her hair, fuck her face, it felt so good. His head hitting the back of the chair as he tried to thrust farther into her mouth, his wrists tied down, every sensation was magnified, all he could do was feel.

Cassie could feel his need to increase her speed, her suction, she did it all -

Jenkins cried out his release, bucking into her mouth, pleasure crowning as she swallowed his offering. She licked him clean, sending jolts of pleasure from his over-sensitive cock. He grew hard again from the attention, and made a quiet noise of disappointment. Could he never be satisfied?

Cassandra stood, in all her bare glory. His breathing ragged, he stared at her with wide eyes as she slid her legs over his hips and sat in his lap. Cassie contemplated him briefly, as if wanting to satisfy herself that he was ok. She then put her hands through the arms of the chair, and used the leverage to impale herself on his re-awakened member.

"Oh, god, Cassie!" Jenkins nearly screamed, the sensation of being in her directly after ejaculating exquisite. He pulled his hands free of the restraints, and pulled her tightly to him, grunting in carnal passion.

Cassie grinned fiercely, and used his grip on her to ride him hard. This wasn't going to last long.

Jenkins roared a second time, pleasure tinged with an almost painful intensity, as Cassie slowed her pace, ecstatic. Jenkins took in great gulps of air, trying to catch his breath. His eyes heavy with relief, he looked at her. She glowed with pleasure and happiness. But as the fog of pleasure lifted, he realized-

"You didn't orgasm," he said, concern on his face. Cassie just smiled and leaned into him, still coupled.

"That's real life," she explained. "This isn't a quid pro quo, and orgasm isn't the only benefit. Plus," she looked at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "I'm sure you can rectify that later."

He smirked at that. She was wonderful, his Cassandra. They would face the final battle of good and evil together.