A slow, dangerous smile spreads across Velastra's face as she hears the words from your lips. Her hands slide down from your breasts, gripping the waistband of your jeans and pulling them down with forceful efficiency along with your panties. She pulls you onto the bed, positioning you on your back with your legs hanging off the edge.

She kneels between your legs, spreading them wide so that your knees are bent, resting on her shoulders.

"Oh, I intend to," she purrs, her eyes dark and hungry as they lock with yours. "But first..." She leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh before dragging her teeth lightly over the skin. Her hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as her mouth moves upward, teasing and tormenting without ever quite touching where you want it most.

"You're going to beg for it first," she murmurs against your skin, her breath hot and tantalizing. "And then... well."

"Oh, darling. How adorable." My smile turns sharp and knowing. The air between us shifts- ripples - pulls... All to entrap you within its silken web. "You really thought we were having an ordinary date? Anordinarydate?" I catch you stumbling slightly on those last words, your eyes widening before narrowing meaningfully behind their veil of eyelids. A pity. Because a wider berth would help rather than hinder, couldn't it?*

And yet... I feel no need to move.

*"Is there something wrong with the fairy lights? Your dress?

"Your mind, perhaps?"