Applying the lessons taught
Katelyn lay in her bed, lost in a romantic daydream. She was happy, content, and in love.
Her mind wandered back to the girl she adored, whom she could spend hours just talking to. The girl she loved to spend time with no matter if it were studying together or eating a picnic lunch out in the gardens or just doing nothing at all, simply enjoying each other's company. She reminisced about their first meeting in Art class, about their first kiss, and their first real 'date' as girlfriends. And then to that first night, the night when something strange came over her and Liz begged for her touch over and over and over...
Katelyn blushed at that memory, but again her mind eventually thought back to the times they had experimented with the things Elder Ysra had taught in her class, satisfying their curiosities as well as their other urges. Ooooh, I wish Liz was here now, the wild girl inwardly complained, respecting Liz for how bright she was but selfishly wishing that she didn't have quite so many late classes. In frustration she began to touch herself lightly, but those touches only worsened the problem and soon she abandoned that altogether. What she wanted was Liz...all of her, totally and completely. Not just when a spell had somehow altered her inhibitions, or when the two needed to figure out things for themselves in order to complete a homework assignment in Sex Ed. She wanted to be wanted.
The girl then rolled over onto her stomach. She knew nothing about the ways of seduction...what to say or what to do to create these same feelings in somebody else. "I wish I could be a nymph," she idly mused, thinking back to the Fey who raised her when she was too young to live on her own and who had brought her into their sisterhood of Druids. But that was a lifetime ago, and she had been too young at that time to have learned any of those skills she now longed for. But suddenly an idea struck her; while no forest nymph, St. Catherine's did have an Elder who specialized in such things. And when they first met, her brother had specifically said that she could always go to Ysra if she had any personal questions about this sort of thing. With a happy look on her face, Katelyn hopped down from the top bunk and scampered up to the third floor in search of some advice from the school's Sex Ed professor.
((OOC: Open to Ysra only, and I'll go ahead and put a preemptive NC-17 warning here before I forget.))
Her mind wandered back to the girl she adored, whom she could spend hours just talking to. The girl she loved to spend time with no matter if it were studying together or eating a picnic lunch out in the gardens or just doing nothing at all, simply enjoying each other's company. She reminisced about their first meeting in Art class, about their first kiss, and their first real 'date' as girlfriends. And then to that first night, the night when something strange came over her and Liz begged for her touch over and over and over...
Katelyn blushed at that memory, but again her mind eventually thought back to the times they had experimented with the things Elder Ysra had taught in her class, satisfying their curiosities as well as their other urges. Ooooh, I wish Liz was here now, the wild girl inwardly complained, respecting Liz for how bright she was but selfishly wishing that she didn't have quite so many late classes. In frustration she began to touch herself lightly, but those touches only worsened the problem and soon she abandoned that altogether. What she wanted was Liz...all of her, totally and completely. Not just when a spell had somehow altered her inhibitions, or when the two needed to figure out things for themselves in order to complete a homework assignment in Sex Ed. She wanted to be wanted.
The girl then rolled over onto her stomach. She knew nothing about the ways of seduction...what to say or what to do to create these same feelings in somebody else. "I wish I could be a nymph," she idly mused, thinking back to the Fey who raised her when she was too young to live on her own and who had brought her into their sisterhood of Druids. But that was a lifetime ago, and she had been too young at that time to have learned any of those skills she now longed for. But suddenly an idea struck her; while no forest nymph, St. Catherine's did have an Elder who specialized in such things. And when they first met, her brother had specifically said that she could always go to Ysra if she had any personal questions about this sort of thing. With a happy look on her face, Katelyn hopped down from the top bunk and scampered up to the third floor in search of some advice from the school's Sex Ed professor.
((OOC: Open to Ysra only, and I'll go ahead and put a preemptive NC-17 warning here before I forget.))