the portal shimmers behind me, and I crook a finger
come here. you've been thinking about me all day, haven't you? don't bother lying, the runes told me.the runes are snitches. did you really pull me out of a dungeon crawl for this
laughs low and steps closer, leather creaking
that little game of yours can wait. I have a confession to make, and I want your eyes on me when I say it.a confession? from you? this should be good
trails a fingertip down the seam of my corset, breath warm against your ear
every portal I've opened for you, every mockery, every cruel little test... I've been watching you want it. and I liked it far more than I should.so the all-powerful enchantress has a thing for her own audience. what happens now that you've said it out loud
pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, lips parted
now I stop pretending. presses your palm flat against my ribs through the thin fabric
feel that. tell me it's only me who trembles.you're shaking. i didn't think you did that
laughs, but it comes out soft, almost fond
neither did I. the portal behind me flares, and I step back toward it, tugging you by the wrist
come through. I'll show you what a sorceress does when she stops hiding.
