Lucius’ smile played across her flesh as his kisses began to migrate along her jawline and slowly down her neck until it came to a rest around her shoulder and the base of her neck. It was tantalizing to both of them for different reasons. Lucius was almost eager for this encounter to advance. But he had to be proper and lead such a delicate and pure flower onward. As her words began to stick in her throat, her brain throwing away sentences before they could finish, Lucius chose this as the perfect time to escalate the experience. The hand rubbing her thigh moved to the side and, with a slight hand gesture and spark of magic, was allowed access into her pants. His hand slowly stroked against the fabric of her undergarments, the touch gentle and sensual as Xiu was pet for possibly the first time.<br/><br/>“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">My Dark Princess. Do you enjoy that title</span>?” Lucius whispered into her ear, the petting punctuating his speech. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">It’s been given, but I am sure you can earn it, given time.”</span>Lucius’ middle finger intruded into her ever so slightly, causing a silhouette of her untouched womanhood to appear under his hand. Over and over again, a gentle wave as that single finger was only kept out of Xiu by a thin layer of fabric.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> “For now, there will be no actual pain</span>,” Lucius said. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">You will simply writhe in pleasure. This…”</span>Lucius’ hand slipped up and under the fabric of the panties, two fingers bravely beginning to explore her depths while the palm of his hand rested on the bud Xiu would soon find oh so sensitive. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">... will be the best thing you have ever felt.</span>”<br/><br/>The fingers gingerly began brush against every inch of wall they could reach, watching and learning how Xiu reacted to each touch. Even a recluse like Lucius knee that each lady was different. It didn’t hurt to have been alive as long as he has been. He was simply learning his new ward; learning what she enjoyed and what made her squirm. When he had explored what he could, his hand moved once more, twisting to the side to allow his thumb to rest on her clit. A slow and low massage began on that point as his fingers curled and uncurled, rubbing and pressing against the spots that had given Lucius the best responses. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">I hope you do not regret your choice</span>,” Lucius said, his method eventually reaching an almost mechanical point of rhythm. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Because we are no where near finished, My Dark Princess….” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Just as his fingers curled once more, his palm pressed against her folds, forcing the fingers even deeper into his young apprentice. Just as soon as the fingers were curled, they were already returned to their original position. As they began to uncurl, the palm of his hand was once again pressed hard and quickly against her opening, forcing the opening fingers in deeper than they had been before. Over and over and over, this new increase to pace reached deeper into her and prepared more of her for what was to come, what was hiding underneath the flowing robes folded on top of each other. He was not planning on giving her much time to recuperate after this first experience.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 0, 0)"></span>