Ben rubbed his eyes in frustration and gulped air.
“I don’t understand… something’s wrong, why is this happening?”
The look on his face. He was in misery, utterly bereft. She had to tell him.
“I know what’s causing it.”
“What?” he frowned. “How could—what?”
“I gave you something. In your cocoa.”
He shook his head. “You...you put something in my cocoa? What, why?”
She bit her lip. “It’s an elixir….an aphrodisiac. Maz makes it.”
He closed his eyes for a moment, processing. “Wait, wait….an aphrodisiac?”
He stared at her in disbelief. “Because you wanted…..”?
“What the hell, Rey! Why couldn’t you just tell me?” he blurted, his voice rising to a fever pitch.
She shrank away. “I don’t know, I wasn’t sure you liked me, and….I’m sorry.”
“Well, what the fuck is in it, Viagra?”
“I don’t know what’s in it. It’s herbs and stuff. I guess I put in too much,” she grimaced.
Ben laughed derisively. “Yeah, you think?”
She gave a helpless little shrug.
“Well, how long does it take to wear off?”
“I don’t know that either.”
“Well, then you’re gonna have to help me out here, because this, this is painful.”
Rey nodded vigorously. “Okay. Let’s go to my room. Can you walk?”
Ben cocked an eyebrow at her. “I think I can manage that.”
She took his hand and led him upstairs. Ben’s mouth was dry, cottony—a nice addition to the itchy throat and throbbing hard-on.
“Can I have some water, please?” he rasped.
“Of course. Uh,…just make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back.” She cracked a smile. “You might as well take your clothes off.”
Ben’s eyes scanned the room curiously as he started to get undressed. There were candles everywhere, of all different colors. A collection of crystals sat on one shelf, and on the shelf above it was a row of books—all about The Goddess and magic. He moved closer to read some of the titles: Drawing Down the Moon….Witchcraft Today…The Spiral Dance.
Hmm. Ben reached for the last one and read the cover aloud softly: "The Spiral Dance: A Rebirth of the Ancient Religion of the Great Goddess, by… Starhawk?”
He flipped through the pages quickly. There were different types of rituals described, and a listing of...spells.
Ben was starting to get the picture.
Rey popped into the room then, to find Ben standing in only his boxers, the book in his hand.
“You’re a witch,” he declared softly.
Rey nodded slowly and held the glass out to him.
“Is this….is it safe to drink? You didn’t put anything in here, right?”
Rey rolled her eyes. “Don't be silly. Just drink it.”
She watched him down the water, his dark eyes simmering at her the whole time. He drained it and handed the glass back to her cautiously.
“Rey....please tell me you didn’t put a spell on me.”
Rey sighed. “Actually, I tried to. That’s what the pie was for. It was supposed to make you want me.”
He raised his eyebrows. “But I already wanted you.”
She smiled. “Well, I didn’t know that, did I?”
Ben swore under his breath as his cock twitched again in protest.
“Does it hurt?” she said.
He groaned, nodding.
“Here. Take off your shorts and lie on the bed.”
Ben tugged them off, and again she was stunned by the sheer size of his cock—swollen and angry looking now. He threw his huge, impressively muscled body across her bed.
“You’re not gonna, like, sacrifice me or anything, are you?” he smirked.
"It depends," she shot back. "You're not a virgin, are you?"
Ben glared. "Ha, ha, hilarious."
"Well...." she said, trying to hide the smile that threatened to reveal itself. “I mean…it is a little funny. This whole thing."
"Just shut up and get naked, would you please?"
Lowering her gaze shyly, she started to remove her tunic first, then slid off her leggings. Ben licked his lips at the sight of her pert little tits in the mint green bra. He reached out and drew her closer, mouthing at her breasts through the fabric before pushing the lace aside to get his lips around her taut, rosy nipple. Rey hissed in pleasure as he suckled, and she reached down for his cock, massaging. She squeezed him gently and he groaned, tugging her panties off.
"Oh fuck, I need to be inside you, right now....is that okay?"
"Ben, it's so much more than okay. It's...it's great."
"I don't have any condoms, though..."
"I'm clean and I'm on the pill."
He nodded. "I'm clean, too."
“Oh, Ben. I can’t believe this is happening….”
He broke into a sweet, goofy grin and she couldn’t resist kissing him again.
“Get on top of me, Rey. Right now. I can’t wait…”
She straddled him, her strong, slender, young thighs clasped around his waist.
“Jesus, you’re soaked,” he growled.
“It’s your fault,” she whispered breathily as he lined himself up with her entrance.
He pushed into her in one quick, rough thrust, his eyes fluttering.
“Oh, sweet Goddess,” she moaned.
"Fuuck, Rey...you're so tight...."
Ben stilled himself for a moment. “You okay? I know I’m—”
“Yes, Ben. Please. Just...just move.”
He started thrusting slowly, not wanting to hurt her.
“Rey, you feel soo good—”
“Yes, yes..,faster, Ben.”
He started fucking into her with abandon, a stream of obscenities flowing from his lips.
Just then she heard a voice call her name from downstairs.
“Wait,” she whispered. “Stop.”
“Oh,” he gulped. “Shit.”
Instantly, she remembered she hadn’t locked the door. “Get up,” she ordered.
“Just for a minute.”
He withdrew from her, a woeful expression on his face.
Rey jumped to her feet and went to lock the door, returning to the bed right away.
“We have to be quiet,” she said.
Ben nodded. “Okay. I’ll do my best.”
Just as Rey was about to climb on top of him, he said. “Turn around. I want to try something.”
She turned, legs stretched wide on either side of his, and lowered herself into his lap in the reverse cowgirl position. She rocked on him slowly while Ben reached between her legs and started to play with her clit.
“Ohh….I like this,” she moaned.
"Rey? Are you up here?" Maz's voice came from right outside the door.
Her eyes flew wide as Ben clapped a hand over her mouth, his other still teasing her sensitive little nub. She couldn't suppress the sounds that were coming out of her, now mostly pitiful whimpers, as he continued to fuck her, so she was grateful for the impromptu gag.
There was a sudden, loud knock on her door. "Rey?" Maz sounded impatient now.
Ben shushed her, his cock still sliding in and out of her lazily. She was right on the edge, ready to fall over.
After a moment, it was quiet. They heard the sound of Maz's light footfall retreating and Ben puffed out a breath of relief.
He pressed his lips to her ear, licking her neck. "I just want to pound you hard until you scream, but I guess that'll have to wait for another time, hmm?"
"I'm gonna take my hand away now....stay quiet, okay?" he murmured, giving a single deep thrust that made her eyes roll back in her head.
"Shit, I feel like I could keep going forever....Whatever the fuck you gave me, she should sell it. You guys would be rich." He laughed darkly under his breath.
Rey moaned again. "I think I'm....uhhh..."
"Are you going to come, baby?" Ben's voice was even deeper than usual. "Yeah, that's right. Come on my cock, like a good girl."
She whimpered again and he pressed just a little harder at that tight bundle of nerves between her legs. Ben's hand clapped over her mouth once more as Rey's back bowed, arching against him as she came, trembling, with a muffled wail. He was right behind her, his body jerking violently as he shot into her, biting down hard on Rey's shoulder to silence himself.
Downstairs, Maz was puttering around in the kitchen. She noted the empty mug on the counter, and the black leather jacket hanging over the chair. It could only belong to one person. Maz chuckled softly to herself.
About twenty minutes later, Maz was heating up some leftovers on the stove when Rey padded downstairs in her robe. She entered the kitchen and smiled sheepishly.
"Hi," she said.
"Well, hello there," Maz breezed. "I see my computer is all fixed."
"Yes," Rey said softly.
"Did Ben leave?"
Rey didn't answer and she turned.
"He's still here, isn't he?"
Rey ducked her head. "Yes. He's....in my room."
Maz smiled. "It's okay, Rey. I've known you liked him for a long time. You're a grown woman."
"Well...there was a little problem," Rey started.
"Yeah." She sighed. There was no getting around it; she'd have to tell. "I gave him some cocoa and put a little of your....elixir in it. And now, he's...he...it won't go down."
Maz turned to face her straight on. "Elixir....you mean the one for...?"
"Oh, dear. Well, how much did you give him?"
"I don't know exactly. First I put in a few drops, and then a few more."
Maz bit her lip but couldn't help the soft laughter from spilling out. "Well...Ben's a large man, so...hopefully, it will wear off sooner..."
"Hard to say. Could be a few hours, but hopefully not that long."
"Is there anything I can do?"
Maz gave her a knowing little smile. "I think you're already doing it. Keep it up, give him some time. If he can sleep, it should be better when he wakes. He's probably on edge, comfort him the best you can."
"Okay," Rey sighed. "Thank you." She turned to walk back upstairs.
"Oh, and Rey?"
She stopped to meet Maz's eyes.
"Don't mess with any of my mixtures again if you don't know how to use them."
Rey went back into her room, where Ben was curled up on the bed under her quilt.
She gave him a small smile. "I think we just have to let it run it's course. She said if you can sleep for awhile, it should....taper off."
"Oh. Well, I'm not sure if I can sleep, but come lie with me."
He wrapped his arms around her tightly, holding her against his chest, and Rey felt more safe and sated than she ever had before.
"If this had to happen with anyone, I'm glad it was with you," he murmured. "My little witch."
Rey sighed her bliss. "Magic does work in mysterious ways," she said, as drowsiness started to overtake her.