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Have you ever seen me fail yet? [She reaches down lightly urges his hand to continue to move along her inner thigh, towards the junction between her legs.]

[ Leo hums thoughtfully, working his way further up the bed to join her and nipping playfully at her collarbone. ]

Maybe, [ he says, drawing the word out. The sparks fade away as his hand moves closer to her center, fingers brushing ever so lightly over her skin. ] I never have been that good in school; you know that.

[Her back arches slightly at his light touch, even without the bit of fire, she just enjoys the way it feels to have his hands on her.]

What? Am I not enough motivation? Do I need to find a new way to inspire you to apply yourself.

[She's teasing, as evidenced by the quiet chuckle she gives. One of her hands moves to comb her fingers through his hair. The gesture is almost gentle, almost betrays that she might actually care about him.]

[ He leans into her touch, always weak to the feeling of someone's fingers running through his hair. ]

Maybe you do. Maybe I've outgrown all the old methods.

[She makes an amused little sound as her fingers continue to comb through his hair.]

Not completely, apparently. You finished your homework to come here, after all. [Her free hand slips between them, fingers trailing down his torso, her palm running expertly over the front of his jeans to tease him.]

But if I need to step up my game, let me know.

[ His inhales deeply, his eyes drifting closed. He shifts a little closer to bite gently at her neck. ]

I think you definitely should, [ he tells her, continuing to tease her with his hand for a moment before dipping his finger between her folds. ] Show me what you've got, Faye.

[It happens quickly, a surge of strength, aided by magic. (It's not cheating. It's just using her resources wisely.) She flips the both of them over to pin his back to the mattress, her long legs straddling his hips with graceful ease. Reaching for his wrists, she holds them both above his head as she grins wickedly down at him.]

I don't know if you can handle what I've got. [She presses her hips down, rocking against him to prove a point. But he's still got those pesky jeans on, so it's likely more of a tease than anything else.]

[ He blinks up at her, not quite surprised but still pleased by the turn of events. The corners of his mouth curl upwards, intrigued to see what she'll have in store for him. ]

I can handle it, [ he brags, deliberately directing a few sparks at her hands. But that's before she moves, and when she does, a wave of pleasure rolls over him, too short-lived to be as good as either of them might have hoped. Leo takes a deep breath, grinning up at her. ] I can definitely handle it.

[That's exactly the sort of answer she wants to hear. Slowly, she releases his hands, letting her fingertips trail down his arms and over his chest. She shifts her hips to sit further back on his legs while her hands continue to shift further and further down. She keeps her eyes on his while she slips open the button of his jeans and very slowly drags down the zipper.]

What do you want, Leo?

How about a challenge? [ he suggests, eyes daring her to object. He's trying not to focus too hard on where she's sitting atop him, or where her hands go or how annoyingly slow they move, but he only succeeds by keeping his eyes locked on hers. ]

You don't think I can handle what you've got, I think I can... Go ahead. Prove me wrong.

[Her lips curl into a smirk. He's such a little shit, but for some reason, she's into it. Her hands leave his jeans partly undone, switching instead to move the fabric of his shirt up, exposing his torso. She bends her body, shifting herself down to place a trail of fire laced kisses against his skin, warmer to the touch than any human could provide. She moves further down until she reaches the open fly of his pants. Pushing herself up a bit more, she tugs the pants down- taking his underwear too while she's at it. She's not here to waste time.]

You're really asking for it, you know that right?

I know what I'm doing, [ he assures her, grinning like a devil. He knows, and he intends to enjoy second of it. Those fiery kisses of hers make a tingling trail over his skin, unburned and not hot but loving it all the same. It's not every day that someone can match him, flame for flame, and Leo's pleased to know he's found someone who can - even if she isn't fireproof, in the end.

The further down she moves, the more he'll move just so to help her accomplish her goals. He wouldn't dare go too far, though - Leo wants her to stay right where she is. ]

Mmm... [She hums in response, expression amused as she seems to silently debate whether he really does know what he's doing. Discarding his clothing, she runs her hands back up over his bare legs. Her fingertips barely graze his skin, running smoothly up his thighs, up and up until she reaches the top of his leg. Without a word, she smirks at him and drags her hands back down, nails digging in roughly, but not quite hard enough to break the skin.]

[ His breath comes in a soft hiss, the sting of her nails sending a jolt through him to wake him up. Faye definitely has his attention now, if she didn't before. Pushing himself up on his elbows, he focuses and sparks burst over his skin under her hands in retaliation. ]

[She pulls back as the fire surprises her, a small laugh bubbling up before she makes a tsk noise.]

Naughty boy.

[Her touch is smoother now, though, almost gentle. She moves back up his thighs, this time allowing her right hand to move to wrap around his erection. Her teeth tug at her bottom lip as she watches him, waiting for a reaction before she moves again.]

You said you don't think I can handle it.

[ He inhales deeply through his nose as her hand wraps around him, but of course she doesn't do anything more just yet. She thinks she's right in this, and he intends to prove her wrong. His eyes glitter with mischief as he looks down at her, lingering on her lips. ]

Are you sure you can?

[There's a reason they work so well. He challenges her in ways that most people can't manage, pushes her buttons and keeps things interesting. His comment draws a smirk out of her, her fingers giving him a slight squeeze before she starts to draw her hand along the length of him. Her stroke is steady- not as agonizingly slow as she's been in the past, but certainly not as fast as he would probably like. Her eyes close briefly as she focuses her magic to heat her fingers a bit, a comfortable warmth. A moment later, she leans down to drag her tongue lewdly over the tip of him, sparring not even the space for a breath before she moves again to take him into her mouth, lowering further down while she keeps her eyes locked on his. Her tongue moves with practiced ease while her hand keeps hold of the base where her mouth has yet to reach. This is a game she plans on winning, after all.]

[ He settles down into her bed with a quiet, pleased sound. His focus starts to fade with his sparks, vanishing entirely when he feels her tongue, inhaling suddenly in surprise - he hadn't expected her to move on that quickly. His eyes drift shut, already losing himself in her touch. Slow and steady is fine for now; he certainly doesn't protest. Faye know how to make him bend to her will, and he has to resist the urge to move his hips in time, fighting his instincts to set a rhythm they'll both like. She hasn't won this yet, and he's not giving in that easily. ]

[The way his eyes shut tells her that she's on the right track. Her free hand reaches up, fingers splaying as she presses her palm to his abdomen. She slides her hand up towards his chest, just enjoying the feel of him in every aspect she can manage. Meanwhile, she continues to bob her head over his length, moving her tongue wickedly against the underside of him.

After a few moments to get him used to the rhythm she's set, she decides to kick up the intensity and sinks further to take him deeper into her mouth than she has in times before while her hand on his chest lightly scratches her nails down his torso, leaving another trail of magic heat in their wake. She wants to overwhelm him, wants to make him cry out for her.]

[ His breath catches and he lets out a groan before he can stop himself, silently cursing in annoyance. Okay, so she knows how to get her way. But he's not begging for her yet, even if it feels... amazing.

This is why he's always loved challenging her. She always brings something good to the table.

He doesn't really have a lot of ways to retaliate in their current positions, so for the most part, Leo sits back to enjoy it. Her nails on his skin can't be ignored, however, even if the heat she offers is barely felt. Options limited, he tries to gather his thoughts again and places a hand over hers, dropping sparks from his fingertips. ]

[She hums in response to the sparks on her skin. Better that he not tell her that he doesn't feel the fire all that much. She could easily turn to ice if she really wanted to torture him.

Instead, she slowly draws up and off of him, pulling her hand back down to rest on his thigh as she holds herself just above him, teasing just with the tip of her tongue.]

Enjoying yourself?

[ The hum sends a shiver down his spine, every vibration she makes adding to the sensation. He misses Faye instantly when she pulls away, but he refuses to say as much, simply opening his eyes to meet hers with a slightly dazed grin. ]

Not as much as I could be. Are you?

Mmm... [She purrs a response, running her tongue lazily over the tip before wrapping her lips around him again. She moans lewdly just for the added vibration as her tongue presses against the firm skin. She pulls back as suddenly as she started, letting out a little breathless laugh.]

If you think you can do better, my all means. [A little power struggle never hurt anyone, after all.]

[ She's rewarded with a moan, something about the combination of the vibrations and the sound itself sending a jolt straight through him - and a soft whine when she pulls away again. ]

Giving up already? [ Leo asks, propping himself back up on his elbows to look at her properly. ] I never pegged you for a quitter, Faye.

[She rolls her eyes at his taunting.]

Quitting? I just wanted to give you the chance to feel like you actually had a say in what happened here.

[Giving him a wicked smile, she strokes him idly with one hand.]

But if you're not interested in that...

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