xp_logs | Hellfire vignette (Reply)

Emma wanders the crowd at a Hellfire Club party, and finds her Knight enjoying the perquisites of his rank.

Much as Emma regretted the circumstances of her sister's departure, she had to admit that it had released her from a certain restraint she had barely admitted to feeling and she was savouring this members-only Hellfire Club party to the full.

Slipping through the crowd in search of a new pleasure, she adjusted her Queen's regalia again, twitching at her boots in a futile attempt to hide the livid bruises that were starting to colour her inner thighs, proof of her last subject's enthusiastic homage. Her cloak flicked behind her, almost brushing a man's back. She was amused to note the state of his outfit, even more amused at the speed with which the woman he had pinned between himself and the wall was removing her own clothing.

#Enjoying the privileges of Knighthood, Mr Ramsey?# Emma slipped the thought into Doug's mind like a caress.

Doug's response was tinged with the mental equivalent of a smirk and chuckle. #Yes, my Queen,# he responded. His suit was just rumpled enough to indicate the direction of things, but he bent to murmur in his playmate's ear. These days, he tended to slip the leash he had put on himself previously, and the only question in his mind was how far he could push things.

Emma smiled at Doug's thoughts and lightly dipped the fingers of her mind into that of his companion. There was no need to delve; what the woman wanted from Doug almost radiated in her thoughts. #Push as far as you want,# she whispered to her Knight. #Anything, anywhere, any way is what she wants.# It was almost unnecessary but Emma brushed lightly at the woman's desire, stoking it to a heat that reflected in the flush that stained Emma's porcelain skin.

#Well, why don't we test just how far that goes?# Doug replied. He chuckled, a low, husky noise that vibrated along the woman's more and more exposed skin. A thought came to him, an image of his companion completely naked in the hallway and shuddering in orgasm, all without him removing an article of clothing or even touching her. Granted, it was probably unrealistic, as even the most aroused of people, male or female, tended to need some kind of physical stimulation, but still... #Let's see just how powerful the right words can be, shall we?# The last was somewhat rhetorical, and not directly aimed at Emma, but he knew she would pick up on it. Besides, the thought of his Queen watching him at play lent an extra spice to the scenario that had him shifting to accommodate his own arousal as he leaned in closer to whisper again in his plaything's ear.

Emma paused, intrigued by the the notion of Doug turning his mutant power to such a purpose. She knew she should move on - new pleasure also meant the opportunity to network in what could only be described as the unique Hellfire Club fashion. But then she wouldn't like to be considered as neglecting her Inner Court either, particularly when she should be considering recruitment.

Emma weighed the options in her mind for a moment then nodded to herself. She shifted her weight slightly settling into a comfortable viewing position. #Go ahead, my Knight,# she sent. #Entertain your Queen.#