Alice's eyes fluttered closed as he rubbed along her inner thigh.  She leaned in towards him easily, her hands placed softly around his neck.  Her hips worked out slow, circular rhythms against his hand as it touched the delicate lace of her lingerie.  She felt it then, the shimmer of power inside of her, pressing against the magical bonds that had been placed on it.  It created a sort of pleasant feedback loop, as the power seemed to heighten and focus her senses.<br/><br/>"Relationships...aren't usually like this on my world."  She began, her voice coming out deep and air-filled, as if it were a partial moan.  Alice allowed herself a few more moments of basking in the machinations of his intrepid fingers, before she pulled back and her hands went to the opening of his shirt.  Her robe had fallen easily open, revealing her toned and elegantly decorated body beneath.  "I mean, in some parts of it, something like this might happen, but it's a rare thing," Her hands continued their work until his shirt was open and easy to remove, which she helped him shrug out of.  She then removed the robe as well, and any true sense of mystery along with it.  The lace made the undergarments veritably see through, any remaining enigma was nothing more than a trick of fabric.<br/><br/>She began to lean further backwards from him, but her eyes stayed heavy on his as she did so.  "But I think some things are probably the same, like what brings pleasure and what causes desire..."  His belt came undone easily under her clever hands, and barely a moment passed before her right hand had slipped inside his pants and freed his member.  Her fingers wrapped around him with a gentle firmness and she gave him three slow, exploratory pumps.  Somehow she knew if she led him to utter ecstasy, he would see that she also enjoyed herself tonight.  Lips in the shape of Cupid's bow lowered to the head of his cock, wrapping around it and lightly sucking at his tip, before she indulged further and slid her lips down along his length, slowly bobbing her head up and down.<br/><br/>One of her hands snaked upwards, feeling along his chest, while the other remained at his thigh.  If he was not fully hard yet, he likely would be after she continued her work with her mouth.  Alice wanted to drive him wild.  Emlyn seemed the sort of man that had a fine and complete hold on most aspects of his life.  Perhaps letting go a bit would help relieve some pressure.