<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Scandal (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304633.msg14857198#msg14857198)</strong></span><em>The Tantric Sorceress</em><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://img3.goodfon.com/original/2098x1493/6/47/zatanna-zatanna-zatara-shlyapa-5617.jpg?d=1)</div><strong>Tagging</strong>: Angel<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: Working out<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Avenger’s HQ - Gym , San Diego<br/></strong></span><hr/><br/><br/>“In part, yes I am did” Scandal agreed as she gestured over her outfit as she stepped back. She was the Lover personified by the deck of fate. It had recast her into the role of sexual power and magic, aided by her ‘friend’ John, how occasionally needed the power only a would be sex goddess could provide. “Magic has a price. Always. Everyone on the team has helped me raise power in the past, but Burning Man was the first time I raised the High Magic’s on that scale.”<br/><br/>“However, I called for aid..there were no compulsions or demands. I took only that which was offered freely, and to be honest I didn’t expect you to join in.” She sat on another machine, a bit further away to give her space. “You accepted my request. You gave of your own choice, because you are an amazingly self sacrificing woman. Just like the rest of the team.” She crossed her legs but stayed ready to move if the next part pissed off the angelic warrior. It was a bitter pill that she was about to give, one she should have given months ago but she didn’t want to hurt Angela.<br/><br/>“My power, the magic..it reacts to lust, desire, sexual hungers of those around me. People literally can ‘undress’ with their eyes. It’s even worse in those that I’m attracted to. So yes, I did this, but with your help. I desire you.” She blushed a bit at the admission. “What person wouldn’t? You’re passionate, caring, amazingly beautiful, heroic and so much more. You are truly a good and caring person, but you deny yourself so much. I try to avoid you as much as I can, taking monitor duty and staying in Vegas as much as I can; simply because you don’t have an ounce of give in your faith and my magic only sees the desire not your iron determination and focus. Your choice for chasity and your own passions are in conflict, and yes I find you attractive but I would rather you accept denying your needs and desires.” She paused to let that sink in before continuing.<br/><br/>“At Burning Man, you offered yourself to me. To save hundreds that you never knew. When you hugged me, I like it. You sheltering me, my day dreams include being simply held by you..after a passionate encounter but it’s not just my choice. You have to choose as well. What do you desire in those moments of honest self reflection?” She got up. “Do you want me to leave, go back to Vegas or to kiss me and perhaps more? There shouldn’t be guilt or anger in having normal sexual desires.”