Author's note: I'm going to try my absolute best to update this story quickly and efficiently. Enjoy and don't forget to review. Also I wrote some lyrics to start the chapter out, because I heard the song "Sick and Twisted Affair" by My Darkest Days and thought that parts of it fit Roze and Irys's relationship at the moment. For example I think "She hides until twilight, then she takes control" could be from Irys's point of view but then "I'm like your dirty little drug, and you never get enough" is from Roze's POV. That's just my opinion :)
Thanks,
HM
You hear voices
They just keep telling you, you need me tonight
She hides until twilight
Then she takes control
I'm like your dirty little drug
And you never get enough
Just a little bad habit that you hide from your friends
I'm like your dirty little drug
And you never get enough
Said you didn't want it, but you're in a sick and twisted affair
Chapter 2
Strong but soft hands pushed Irys roughly against the stone wall. Irys felt pleasure seeping from Roze's fingertips and her heart picked up its pace when she saw how close the First Magician was standing. Roze glared at her with fiery amber eyes.
"That was a gutsy move you pulled, Irys," Roze said quietly, through clenched teeth.
"I wanted you out of my head, Roze. I was sick of it!"
"You were sick of it? Hm, then why were you dreaming about me every night after we slept together?"
Irys flinched. She just wanted to forget that night, but it seemed as if Roze was never going to let her.
"You're the one putting those nightmares in my head while I sleep," Irys snapped, after summoning up some courage.
"You think that I'm putting those thoughts in your head? Ha! You need a serious reality check, Irys."
Irys just glared at Roze, her dull emerald eyes holding a locked gaze with Roze's fiery amber ones.
"Fine, I'll stay out of your head, at least for tonight and if you have a dream about me then you have to admit that it's your brain putting them their not mine."
Roze pushed her body against Irys's, brushing her lips softly against the Fourth Magician's neck. Irys tensed up then let out a ragged sigh as her eyes rolled back and her body went slack. The only thing holding her up was Roze's body against hers.
"Oh, and Irys. I would pay closer attention to when you're connected to Yelena's mind," Roze whispered, her breath sneaking across the tender flesh of Irys's throat.
The First Magician backed away and headed towards her own tower. Irys's back slid down the wall, her breathing heavy at the pleasure that had flooded her body from Roze's touch. As she stood shakily she contemplated what Roze meant, but her thoughts were too jumbled for her to even try to make sense of it right now.
I give you wings when you're free falling
I'm in your dreams, I'm the creature calling
You go colder
I am the only thing that keeps you alive
Can't stay sober
One taste and it can take control of your life
Yelena slowly climbed the stairs to Irys's meditation room. She had decided that she was going to ask Irys about what had come through their mental connection a few nights ago. Yelena was nervous, but if Zitora was right about Irys trusting her more than anyone, then the Fourth Magician shouldn't get too upset.
Yelena walked in to find her mentor staring absently out the window, not even noticing that she had come in. Irys's green eyes were still dull and dead looking.
"Irys," Yelena said quietly.
"Let's begin," Irys said, acting as if she had known her student was in the room the whole time.
Irys sat down and waited for her student to do the same, but Yelena stayed standing. The Fourth Magician glanced at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I need to ask you something," Yelena muttered.
"Well sit down, you don't have to stand up to ask me a question."
Yelena reluctantly sat down, she would rather be on her feet if she had to run with her tail between her legs from her enraged mentor. Irys and Yelena looked each other in the eye.
"Well, you see... A couple nights ago I woke up in the middle of the night because your thoughts were flowing through my mind. Y-You were screaming and begging for more..."
Irys's eyes had widened and her face had gone pale.
"I-I felt you have an orgasm," Yelena said, looking anywhere but at Irys.
When Irys didn't reply, Yelena spoke again.
"Who were you having sex with?"
"What makes you think I was having sex..." Irys muttered, staring at the floor.
"I highly doubt that you'd be screaming that loud, even in your head, if you had only been touching yourself."
"Yelena it's against my clan's customs and traditions to have sex outside of marriage."
"I know that. But everyone slips up now and then."
Too late Yelena saw the pointlessness of her argument. Irys Jewelrose wasn't one to stray from the traditions she had been raised in.
"Okay, I'm sorry," Yelena whispered.
"We're not going to have a lesson tonight. Just leave," Irys said, turning her back on her student and leaving the room.
The Fourth Magician sat down heavily on the edge of her bed and just stared wide eyed at the floor. She had broken her clan's custom... Now her pride was slaughtered, not bruised. In the Jewelrose Clan your virginity was considered your greatest possession, therefore it was one of the things you pride yourself in the most.
Not only had she lost her pride by begging Roze Featherstone to 'fuck her hard', but she had technically lost her virginity to the First Magician as well...
You hear voices
They just keep telling you, you need me tonight
She hides until twilight
Then she takes control
I'm like your dirty little drug
And you never get enough
Just a little bad habit that you hide from your friends
I'm like your dirty little drug
And you never get enough
Said you didn't want it, but you're in a sick and twisted affair
Sick and Twisted Affair by My Darkest Days
After getting her dinner, the Fourth Magician went straight back to her bedroom and went to bed. She fell asleep almost immediately and she dreamed of Roze touching and pleasuring her.
Irys was chained to the wall in Roze's bedroom again. And yet again she was naked. Roze stood in front of her wearing a sadistic grin and the same tight, form fitting dress from the first time. Roze strode forward self importantly and kissed Irys's neck. Pleasure began building almost instantly... Roze's lips moved down slowly, kissing, licking and sucking every inch. She stopped when she reached the Fourth Magician's breasts. Roze took one hard nipple in her mouth and sucked, while rubbing the opposite breast with her hand.
Irys moaned loudly and lustfully as the pleasure from Roze's touch and actions built. She nearly cried from the lost feeling she got when Roze stopped.
The First Magician lifted Irys's legs so that they were supported on her shoulders. Roze's soft hands rested on the top of Irys's thighs. She ran her tongue along the insides of the Fourth Magician's thighs, coaxing whines and ragged sighs from Irys's lips.
With one huge, hard, wave of pleasure to go along with it, Roze pressed her lips to the bundle of nerves between Irys's legs. She licked at Irys's clit, twirling her tongue around it, sometimes changing directions to make the build of pleasure feel even better. Then she slid her tongue down and thrust it inside.
Irys moaned and moaned and moaned as Roze's tongue thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, but then she picked up speed and before Irys even knew it was coming, the orgasm exploded from her as her back arched and she screamed out in pleasure...
Irys slowly sat up. Sweat was coming off her in beads and her juices flowed onto the bed like a river. She went into her bathroom and, using a towel, cleaned herself off and then pulled her clothes on. Using magic she cleaned up the mess she had made.
The Fourth Magician was shaken up. She wanted to blame the dream on Roze but she knew that it hadn't been the First Magician. It was all her own mind... A sudden urge caused her to head towards Roze's tower. She thought at first that it was Roze influencing her again but she realized with a start that she wanted Roze...
She felt empty, in her mind and between her legs, without the First Magician in her head. Zitora was walking out of the tower just as Irys reached the door. Without realizing it Irys stared at Zitora, the image that Roze had put in her mind playing over and over.
"What's the matter, Irys," Zitora asked.
"N-nothing, I just need to talk to Roze," Irys stammered, staring at her feet.
Zitora just gazed at her curiously and walked off.
Irys knocked and was told to enter. Roze sat at her desk, going over documents and not even giving the Fourth Magician the time of day to even look up at her.
"So I take it you had pleasant dreams then?"
Irys just stood and stared at Roze, not knowing what to say.
"Irys, there's no point even trying to say that you didn't. I can feel the emotion rolling off you in waves. Plus, you wouldn't be here if you hadn't had a dream about me," Roze said, a smirk playing at one corner of her lips.
"Fine, you proved your point," Irys muttered, not daring to look Roze in the eye.
"Is that it? You only came here to tell me that I proved a point?"
Irys opened her mouth to speak then shut it, at a loss for words.
"Oh, I get it. You want me back in her your head," the First Magician said, with a smirk.
"N-no..."
"Ha! That was enough of an answer in and of itself, Irys."
"I-I... That's not what I want!"
"Then what the hell are you here for?! I already knew that I proved my point! I didn't need you to come here to tell me that!"
"Why are you even doing this to me?!"
Roze stopped and stared at her, stunned into silence for a moment then an enraged look came over her.
"Because I can! I'm the First Magician, you're only the Fourth! I'm your superior and you have to do whatever the hell I want you to do!"
Irys just stared in astonishment at the First Magician.
"You know what, Irys," Roze began standing up and motioning for Irys to do the same.
"I won't force my way into your mind like last time. I'll just wait for you to come to me," the First Magician said with a confident air about her.
"What makes you so sure that I'll come back to you willingly," Irys asked through clenched teeth, her emerald eyes narrowing.
"Because, you long for my touch. I can feel it," Roze whispered, sliding her hand up the front of Irys's shirt.
The Fourth Magician tensed and her eyes widened as pleasure began flowing into her body from the First Magician's touch.
"You long to feel lips against your, my tongue roaming your mouth," Roze whispered as her lips brushed Irys's ear.
Irys made a sound that resembled a moan but was almost a whimper. Roze backed away, stifling another smirk.
"You'll come back to me, I know you will."
With that she shoved Irys out the door and slammed it shut.
Irys frustratedly kicked the door and stormed off. A few hours later she was called to the Council room for a meeting. She sat in silence, as she was the first of the Master Magicians to get there. Roze entered the room with Zitora next to her and Bain following close behind. Irys didn't see Roze enter, she felt it. Whenever she was near the woman she could feel her energy, as if their minds were still connected.
"Another girl has been found. But this one is alive, at least physically. The healers of her village say that she's not there mentally," a Councilman said.
Irys listened intently, and she glanced at Roze to gauge the First Magician's reaction.
"What else have they discovered," Roze asked, glancing at Irys for only a split second, as she had felt the Fourth Magician watching her.
"The same as what happened to the other girls, only this one survived somehow. The healer has requested that one of the Master Magicians comes to make an attempt at healing the girl."
There was silence at this while the four Master Magicians contemplated this request.
"I propose that Master Jewelrose go," Bain Bloodgood said, thoughtfully.
Roze's amber eyes narrowed as she looked at him. Zitora noticed the reaction and instantly questioned why Roze reacted in the way she did. Bain met Roze's hard gaze evenly, without flinching.
"Why exactly do you propose that she goes, Master Bloodgood," the First Magician asked with a cold tone.
"Because out of the four of us she is the best at healing the mind. She is best suited for this mission."
"Master Jewelrose is needed here," Roze said through clenched teeth.
"Quit talking as if I'm not in the room!" Irys yelled, shooting to her feet.
Roze reeled at Irys's outburst and Bain only smiled.
"Is there anyone here who is against Master Jewelrose fulfilling this request," Bain asked, glancing around at the Council members.
None of them objected, Irys could tell that Roze wanted to, but it would bring up too many unwanted questions.
Irys needed this time to get away from the First Magician and the desires that she felt building inside.
"Alright, it's settled then. Master Jewelrose, you'll be leaving within the next hour," Bain said, smiling at Irys.
Author's note: Thanx for all the wonderful reviews on the first chapter :) the more reviews I get the faster more motivated I am to write so keep em coming! I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 should be up here in a couple days.
With love,
HM