[ Matt is happy to let these kisses start gentle, to tilt after Lauralae's mouth and let her chase him in return. To nuzzle his nose to hers. She kisses him slowly, lingeringly, and Matt sighs against her lips.

I want to focus on your pleasure is, frankly, a tough one for him. But Matt relishes a challenge, and Lauralae's been nothing but good-giving-game in his experience with her. Here in this crumbling chapel, the air wild and green-scented, Matt's ready to give it a whirl. ]

Well, [ he says slowly, as he flips through a mental rolodex of positions, spells, and activities, ] if you'd indulge me, there's something I've been wondering about, off and on. I'd say it's as safe as like ... impact play, maybe? Spanking, whips? Magic's part of it.

[ Matt's hips shift under Lauralae as she moves. Likewise, he's not exactly aroused yet, but give him a minute of sketching out his magical kink daydreams and he'll get there. ]