Page 69 of Magic in My Bones

I nodded, maintaining eye contact as I took him back into my mouth. My hands slid from his hips to his backside, encouraging him to thrust. Ren's hips jerked forward tentatively at first, then with growing confidence as I hummed my approval.

The feeling of Ren taking control, of his cock sliding deeper into my mouth, sent a thrill through me. I relaxed my jaw,allowing him to set the pace. Each thrust was a delicious reminder of our reversed roles, of the trust between us.

The rhythmic slide of Ren's cock in my mouth sparked a new fantasy, one that had heat pooling in my belly. I imagined what it would be like to reverse our earlier positions, to let Ren fuck me. We might need a little outside help to make it happen, but it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility if he were open to it.

Imagining him stretching and filling me had me groaning around his length. The vibrations drew a gasp from Ren's lips, his hips stuttering in their steady rhythm.

“Dorian,” Ren gasped, his voice strained and breathy. “I'm close... I'm—”

His words dissolved into a strangled cry as his orgasm hit. I felt his cock pulse against my tongue, his entire body shuddering with the force of his release. Though there was no physical evidence of his climax, the intensity of his reaction was unmistakable. His thighs quivered, his stomach muscles clenched, and a series of soft, breathless moans escaped his lips.

I held him through it, my hands steady on his hips, my mouth still working him gently to prolong his pleasure. But as the last tremors subsided, I felt Ren's hands pushing at my shoulders.

“Too much,” he gasped, his voice raw and oversensitive. “It's too much.”

I immediately pulled back, pressing a kiss to his thigh. I rose to my feet, pulling Ren into my arms as his legs threatened to give out. The warm water continued to cascade over us as I held him close, his body trembling against mine in the aftermath of his release.

“You're incredible,” I whispered, pressing soft kisses along his jaw. “Absolutely breathtaking.”

Ren nuzzled into the crook of my neck, his breath still coming in short pants. “That was... wow,” he managed, his voice muffled against my skin.

I chuckled, running my hands soothingly along his back. “Eloquent as always, love.”

We stood there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, our bodies intertwined under the warm spray. As Ren's breathing evened out, I felt a surge of tenderness wash over me. The trust he'd shown me, the vulnerability he'd allowed himself... it was a gift I didn't take lightly.

“You know,” I began, my voice casual despite the way my heart raced, ‘there are other ways we could explore this dynamic, if you're interested.”

Ren pulled back slightly, his brow furrowed in curiosity. “What do you mean?”

I trailed my fingers down his spine, relishing his slight shiver. “Well, there are certain... toys we could use. Ones that would allow you to, ah, penetrate me, if you wanted to try it that way sometime.”

Ren's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and intrigue flickering across his features. “You mean... you'd want me to...?” His voice trailed off, but the implication was clear.

I nodded, cupping his face gently. “Only if you're comfortable with the idea, of course. But yes, I'd very much like to experience that with you.”

“I’m not opposed to it,” he admitted, a blush creeping up his neck. “But I wouldn't know where to start.”

I chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Don't worry, love. I'll guide you through it, just as you've trusted me to guide you in other areas.”

Ren nodded, his expression a mix of excitement and nervousness that I found utterly endearing. “Okay,” he said softly.

The water was starting to cool, reminding us of how long we'd been in the shower. I reached behind Ren to turn off the tap, then grabbed a fluffy towel from the nearby rack.

“For now, though,” I said, wrapping the towel around Ren's shoulders, “let's get you dried off and fed. We have a long day ahead of us, investigating those old school grounds.”

24

Secrets in the Archives

Ren

I stumbled into mydorm room, a whirlwind of nerves and excitement. Dorian and Bones waited patiently outside while I went in to get my things.

“Right, notebook, rune research, don't forget your brain, Ren,” I muttered to myself, rifling through the organized chaos that was my desk.

One of Luca’s vine plants reached out and tried to curl around my wrist. I smacked it away. “Bad Sylvie! Just because Luca isn’t here doesn’t mean you get to tangle me up again.”

The vine retreated, and I swore I could feel it sulking from the windowsill.

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