Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20170102054924

(True. And just a temporary hold, because I have a killer idea for her Cage dress when she's in 'impress the hell out of the locals' form.  Not her normal form...something that shows off her power and outrageous design.)

"Sweet! I got this, Sparkles!  You're a doll!" She gives Eva a quick peck and a swat on the rear as she dashes after him.

Marcus is running through the manor, fleeing from the terror of the newspaper...when bars spring up around him, hemming him in with a crash. There is a familiar burst of blue flame as the manor halls are quickly replaced with a dark place he doesn't recognize. Bars clash around his arms and legs, pinning him in place and tilting him back in a flurry of phantasmic activity. The flames run up and down his arms and legs like a thousand hot kisses.

Cyndwella rises through the flaming floor in a spiral pirouette, her dark form bare and glistening with sweat. Her face bursts into an expression of joy when she sees Marcus.

"FINALLY!"

With a shriek, she leaps on top of his waist, straddling him, her thighs quivering in anticipation, her breathing coming in erratic rasps. She looks at him with eyes of insatiable hunger. Her voice comes in breathy, ragged whispers.

"Bite the pillow, danger boy...I've learned a few lessons since last time..." 

She grabs the back of his head and leans in, thrusting her tongue deep inside of his mouth, and sucks...

...Almost as if is were a dream, Marcus wakes up in the hallway, the last of the flames fluttering away.

In a burst, Cyndwella appears back at the dining table, having only been gone for what appears to have been all of ten or so seconds. Smiling, she reaches over and takes a napkin and wipes her mouth. When she's done, she looks to Samia.

"Nnngh...hehehe. Sorry about that, Sparkles.  Your hubby is a real sport, you know that?  Wait, what am I saying?  Of course you do!  Hahaha!"