"Nor have I," she whispers. The remnants of her spell from earlier carry the words to his ears, as if she's whispering there. His joy, his light is intoxicating.

Her mouth moves down to his stomach, licking near his navel, kissing her way across the muscles of his abdomen. DEVOURING, but in ways that bring only pleasure. By cunning plan or divine coincidence, her breasts press on either side of his erection as she teases his stomach with her mouth.