fanning the flames

Frey Beholders beware, there are no safe words "Mm, I knew you'd know just what to do with it, sugar. Use it well. Think of me, won't you?" It would feel as though Frey's laughter was all around Edrei, within and without, and as her hips arched back she would feel the full, hot length of the deity fill her all the way up. Invisible hands (more, certainly, than Frey had possessed just a moment before) stroked across her skin, teasing her nipples, rubbing at her clit, guiding her hips and her fingers hungrily towards an inevitable climax. And all the while there was Frey, whispering devilish and wonderful things into her ear. It was only natural, after all.