A/N: I have changed the story rating to M. This chapter contains adult content, edited to be safe for this site. The full version of this chapter for readers 18 and older can be found on the website listed on my profile. Happy Valentine's Day!

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Lorissa watched in dumbfounded silence as Jace pulled off the rest of his clothing. The body he bared was well developed and surprisingly athletic for someone who practiced magic. He had broad shoulders and a torso that tapered down to a narrow waist. The marks on his face were tattoos after all, and flowed in a curved manner onto his shoulders and collarbones. His thighs were sleekly muscled and as he turned to pile his clothes to one side she caught a glimpse of a taut butt. When he faced her again she got an eyeful of a rather awesome erection. She quickly closed her eyes in embarrassment, unable to comprehend that she was about to have sex during the middle of the day at work with a complete stranger.

Jace watched her with a combination of amusement and impatience. He wanted to see her, touch her, taste her and she was still standing there completely clothed. From what he could tell, she had lovely legs, a tiny waist and prettily shaped breasts but he wanted to find out first hand. He wasn't a vain man but he knew many women found him desirable, so he was surprised this one was taking so long to accept what he offered.

"If you want you can just take off your panties," he finally said to break the silence, smiling as her eyes flew open in surprise. "I think it would be rather sexy being inside an otherwise clothed woman while I'm naked."

He meant what he said, the contrast turning him on enough to cause him to leak as he waited for her to react. Her eyelashes fluttered madly and then she straightened away from the wall, dragging her hands up her sides, over her breasts to unfasten her top. He followed the progress of her fingers as they teasingly slid each button free until the cloth parted to reveal a surprisingly sexy blue lace bra. He grinned when he saw the color, almost as if it were a portent. She slipped the blouse off and then reached down to undo her skirt. Until that moment he didn't even notice the thing actually buttoned in the front, but each one she unfastened revealed inches of silken skin that his fingers itched to feel. As she kicked the skirt aside his gaze hungrily lingered on the panties that perfectly matched her bra. For a moment they stood there and stared at one another, Jace naked and Lorissa nearly so except for her undergarments and heels.

"Why don't we try a compromise instead," she said into the charged silence, running a finger along the seam of her panties before pulling them to one side and baring herself to him.

Lust jolted him like a lightning bolt and he was across the room in an instant. She was turning out to be far more alluring than he'd expected. The thought barely registered before he put his hands on her and then it was gone. He lifted her off the ground to bring her face even with his and as she wrapped her legs around his waist he could feel how wet she was. He hadn't even really touched her yet and she was already that turned on by him. It drove him wild. His hands tightened on her and he crashed his mouth down against hers, incapable of finesse.

Lorissa didn't care about his lack of technique, he more than made up for it with sheer enthusiasm. He devoured her with his mouth, his tongue entwining with hers in a gliding rhythm that made her head spin. He pushed her back against the wall of the vault, where they made love with wild abandon. Afterwards, he collapsed against her as he regained his senses and his knees gave out, sliding them both to the floor.

The sound of their labored breathing echoed in the vault as Lorissa moved off of his lap, unsure how to act in the aftermath of such a staggering experience. Jace's hair was dripping sweat onto his face as he watched her move, his chest covered in a sheen from the exertion. She glanced over at him while reaching for her clothes and paused. He was still partially aroused, his muscles still distended from sex.

"You're magnificent," she muttered out loud, irritated by how compelling she found him.

He laughed, pleased by her artless admission but also aware of an urge to flee. It wasn't like his normal compulsion to leave once he'd gotten off. Rather it was the need to run from something far more intense than he'd been expecting. He stood and gathered his own clothing, trying to ignore the fact he was capable of having sex with her again already, aware of how rare and overwhelming his response to her was. For all her normalcy, she seemed to ignite him.

They dressed in silence and Lorissa suddenly sighed, "Well, this is awkward."

He hesitated in the process of pulling on his pants to glance at her, worried she was going to want to have a conversation about what they'd just done. She was standing there already dressed, holding up her torn panties and frowning. He laughed again, this time in relief, even as he found the idea of her walking around without underwear on incredibly sexy. Only he would know, and only he would know why. He was about to get another hard on so he made himself look away. As he turned his eyes to one side, from the corner of his vision he saw her gaze at him and tilt her head in a way that suggested she was checking him out from head to toe. His body tautened under her regard, muscles tensing in response to her visual touch, preening at her appraisal like some sort of mindless animal. His lack of governance over his body was an unpleasant truth for a man used to being in control of himself. She was dangerous.

"Gah this is so annoying, why can't I stop looking at you," she grumbled before turning away to pick up the discarded insignia from Niv-Mizzet.

Her blatant honesty brought a smile to his face and soothed his panicked sensibilities. She seemed to suffer from the same delirious attraction he was slave to and she didn't appear to enjoy it anymore than he did. He needed to take his leave, there were about a dozen complications on Ravnica demanding his time and if he was honest with himself he wanted to get away from this enticing woman.

Jace walked up to Lorissa and brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. "You were exceptional. Perhaps one day we can do this again."

Against his better judgment, he bent down and placed a light kiss on her lips. Heat blazed up between them almost instantly, they leaned into each other instinctively as her mouth opened under his. Before he realized it, his tongue had swept inside and was teasingly stroking against her own. They drowned in each other's taste as the kiss grew hotter, their bodies beginning to sing from the pleasure, his erection rising as her breasts swelled against his chest.

Jace shook his head in an effort to clear it and shoved her away from him. He wanted her again, now, even though he knew that shouldn't be the case. He refused to give her that kind of power over him. Lorissa stared at him in bemusement, mortified he was able to arouse her so easily. She just wanted her quiet, boring, oh so safe life back. They stood there gasping in the vault for an instant before he took the coward's way out. He teleported from the room out of sheer instinct and it was only after he left that he realized at some point, he'd confiscated her torn panties and forgotten his own belt in the process. He was no fool, he suspected his subconscious was trying to engineer a reason for him to see her again. But he wasn't going to if he could help it, she was far too threatening to his will.

A/N: That's right, sex in a vault! Because he's from the vault. Couldn't resist, lol.