A Mage's Fantasy

Her thoughts grew more and more flustered until finally she climbed into bed and passed out thinking about how Roland's cock would feel inside her.

Whatever dream Trudy was having begun to bleed away. She couldn't remember what the dream was, not even if it was pleasant or not. Though she quickly discovered the reason for her waking up, and it definitely wasn't the sunlight. Instead as her head began to clear of sleepiness the sound of moans, groans, and flesh slapping against flesh could definitely be heard.

Heart suddenly racing Trudy turned her head to the source of the noise and had to hold back her gasp. Laying as completely still as possible Trudy watched Jamie on her back bucking against a tall athletic man with bright dyed red hair thrusting into her. From her angle Trudy couldn't see exactly where they connected but didn't delude herself into thinking they are doing anything other than having wild sex across from her. Her first instinct was to break them up and yell at Jamie for bringing a one-night stand into their room without telling her. Maybe it was the combination of her own sexual frustration and wanting to see what sex actually looked like, Trudy kept quiet and turned back over deciding to just listen rather than watch.

The wet sounds of pelvis against pelvis filled the room along with the sounds of Jamie's moans and curses, "Fuck, yes! Sazzo! Dam it, it feels too good. How the hell..." The moans and pants of the man could also be heard who was giving his full attention to the task at hand. Trudy wanted to fall back asleep and ignore the display but closing her eyes only brought new images to mind. Instead of Jamie having the time of her life with some stranger in her mind Trudy was being pounded by Roland. His moans mixing with hers, feeling his cock slide in and out.

Again, the shifting, moaning, and slapping of skin on skin began to drive Trudy mad as her hand slowly trailed up to her chest and began to twist and fondle her breasts. Hearing the wet thrusting grow more and more wild she bit down on the blanket to keep her voice down as her other hand slid between her legs. Feeling her own wetness mirrored that of Jamie as Trudy wished she was having just as much fun now. She knew she wanted her first time to be somewhat romantic, if not meaningful, but what about the times after that?

She wanted it to be just as wild and hot, enough to turn her into a quivering mess afterwards. She imagined him over her, grabbing her hips, and plowing the life out of her. Hearing him moan and grunt with every thrust, feeling his lips against her breast and neck. Trudy wanted him to lose control wanting her, she wanted to feel every inch of him across her skin.

Two of her fingers entered her needy pussy as she imagined him lifting her up and pinning her against a wall. Becoming completely at his mercy and watching him thrust into her and overwhelm her with pleasure. Hearing not only the wet impacts across from her but also the sound of her own fingers playing in her incredibly wet pussy she feared she might get caught. Her heart stopped as the thrusting suddenly stopped and she could hear them moving in the bed.

Were they already done? Risking a look Trudy gently pulled down the covers inch by inch to see what they were doing. She was glad to see that they haven't noticed her participation, in a sense. Instead Jamie had turned over onto her front with the man coming up behind her with a moNSTER OF A PENIS.

Just at a glance Trudy guessed it was maybe 8 inches and decently thick. The idea that it was being impaled in and out of Jamie startled Trudy, and dawned a new fear that Roland had a proportional cock. She barely noticed the reason for the new position until she heard Jamie's strained grunt that turned into a soft moan. Trudy realized with a near audible gasp that the leviathan cock was being pushed up Jamie's ass, and she was immensely enjoying it. Not understanding how something like that could feel good the thrusting and moaning returned with renewed vigor, and so did Trudy's own fingers continued to twist and explore.

Turning back away from the couple Trudy continued to imagine Roland and herself locked together in passion, neither wanting it to ever end. She wanted Roland to yell out her name in ecstasy as he gripped her hips as if they were a life line. Trudy wanted to be the only woman in his world and she wanted Roland to be only hers. Just them spending day and night fucking whenever and wherever they could. Her fingers twisted and gripped in all of the best places and brought her right to the edge.

Then with one last thrust of her fingers and twist of the nipple she bit hard into the blanket feeling the pleasure erupts through her entire body. As her mind began its slow descent into sleep, she wanted nothing more than to feel his arms around her and to pass out feeling his protection. The last thought that went through her mind was that she would need to talk to Jamie in the morning about bringing a one-night stand. Of course, leaving out the fact of her own enjoyment.

***

Trudy woke up to the light of the new dawn coming from the window. At first, she only concerned herself with starting up the usual routine for the day, then she remembered her conversation with Jamie last night. It was then that she distinctly remembered what happened that night in their room. Her face instantly became scarlet and she quickly glanced over to her roommates' bed and noticed that she was not there. After a moment she heard the shower going and noticed that the man from last night was not here. No extra set of boots or a set of men's clothing in sight. Good thing, she really didn't want to talk to another one of her one night stands again. Awkward small talk until he ran after Jamie.

Wondering how to deal with the situation Trudy decided that waiting for later would just keep the night repeating in her head. She needed to air this now and get it over with. A few minutes went by and finally Jamie came out of the bathroom finishing putting on her underwear before heading to where she had put her uniform. Jamie glanced over to Trudy and he pace slowed to a crawl. "What's up? You look like you want to say something."

Trudy let out a long sigh and decided to dive right into it, "Who is Sazzo and why did you bring him in here last night?" Jamie's entire body turned to stone as her face began to burn. For a long minute she just looked about the room, making sure to not make eye contact with Trudy. Following her eyesight for a moment she knew that Jamie was weighing the benefits between answering the question and jumping out the window. The minute stretched until Jamie finally decided that confronting the issue was the best option.

"Well, he is a guy who I have been sleeping with. I didn't intend to bring him here but he was escorting me to the door and one thing led to another." Jamie kept looking at the floor to keep her embarrassed face away from Trudy. Seeming to think that the short explanation was enough Jamie kept her silence and tried to edge closer to her uniform. Trudy very much had other thoughts on how well the explanation was. Trudy looked at Jamie like she had just said that the world existed on the back of a dragon and that was why the grass was green.

Shaking her head and giving Jamie her best glare, she would not let this go, "He must have been good to get you to have sex with him while I WAS ACROSS THE ROOM! For just a one-night thing this seemed like a bit much." Trudy didn't want to give Jamie any idea of her own enjoyment of the night and would rather die than let that out. Keeping her eyes level with Jamie she waited for a better answer. It took a while of glaring a whole into her head before Jamie finally relented.

"Well... He isn't actually a one-night stand... Not for the last few months anyway. I really didn't mean to do that with you there. I hoped you were asleep and I tried to be quiet but..." The bright red on her face got deeper and Trudy had to put effort to keep her own from doing the same. After a moment her brain registered Jamie's description of the 'one-night stand' and realized that this was a bit more serious. Getting her bearings, she finally was able to put a few words together.

"So, this, 'Sazzo,' isn't just a one-night stand? How long have you two been together? When did this happen? Are you going serious with him?" Many questions at once but for Trudy this was probably the first time she was on this side of gossip about boy trouble. Leaning forward and seeing Jamie continuing to glow a bright red until she finally relented. A nervous giggle came out of Jamie before trying to get control of her voice.

"Alright, alright, yeah he is a bit more than a one-night stand. For the last two months whenever I would say I was going out to 'meet someone' it was him. I had actually met him before in a general athletics class, he was top of the class with me actually. Sazzo always rubbed me the wrong way whenever I was around him. Overconfident and didn't feel that physical harm was a good enough risk to not do something." Jamie acted annoyed but Trudy could see the slight smile she was trying to hide. Jamie had definitely fallen a little hard for this boy. Trudy put in her mental to-do list that she needed to meet Sazzo and get her own opinion about him. Jamie continued after carefully clearing her throat.

"A little over two months ago after class he invited me out for drinks. I thought about refusing but I had nothing to lose, the worst that can happen is he pisses me off and I put him in his place. We went to the bar, got a few drinks, and talked. We talked about what we wanted to do after we got out of the Academy and about home life. I honestly don't know how long we talked but eventually we were kicked out. He invited me to meet him for dinner the next day." Jamie sighed and had a goofy smile on her face. Looking over at Trudy, her eyes practically twinkled with delight. Taking a moment to try and rub off the smile, only to end up making it just a little bit broader.

"Anyway, it was the third or fourth time when he walked me back here that we first kissed. I don't know who went in for it first but it was very consensual and it went a little further than that." Trudy tried to think back and remembered once around that time she had planned on going out late night hiking and Jamie had canceled last second. After all this time she finally found her answer, a boy came out of nowhere and swept Jamie off her feet. Trudy had forgiven her a while ago but knowing the reason made it so much better. She continued to look at Jamie expectantly, waiting for her to answer all of the questions.

"I- I honestly don't know if this is serious. I have never felt like this with any other guy. I mean sure, few of them were even good enough. I invited them out on dates instead of just letting them take the lead. Sazzo though... He makes me feel like I'm floating and keeps me on my toes. I just never know what he is going to want to do from one day to the next and it is honestly exciting. Hells, even right now I can't wait to see what he has planned tomorrow." Jamie glanced at Trudy and just saw the lovey dovey eyes that made her blush return with a vengeance. Quickly waving away Trudy's enthusiasm for the growing relationship Jamie couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the whole thing. Trudy laughed alongside her and after a moment they regained their composure.

Jamie looked back up at Trudy and gave her a knowing smile, "Well, does Professor Roth make you feel the same way?" Trudy leaned back thinking about it and found a very warm feeling inside. Roland overall made her feel important. Being in a family of many brothers and sisters Trudy wasn't so open with the feeling of becoming just a background character in someone else's story. Whenever Roland looked at her, Trudy felt such an intense focus on her that she felt her entire self being pulled to the foreground. If there was anyone in the world she wanted to be with, it was someone who looked at her like she was her own person. Of course, him being so much taller than her didn't hurt in the least bit.

She finally looked back to Jamie and gave a wide grin, "The same actually, if a little different." They both continued their nervous giggle but the slight tension was definitely released. Glancing at the sun they both knew they were going to be late for their first class, and getting close to being late for the one after that. In a mad rush they both finished getting dressed and made their way out of the room and down the halls. At one point they were about to separate when Jamie tugged on Trudy's arm.

"Remember, after classes we meet up at the bar then head off to the merchant district. I found a place a couple weeks ago that I wanted to look inside and it will definitely have someone for your 'special meeting.' tomorrow." Trudy nodded and quickly turned away before Jamie could see her face begin to burn at the mention of the plan. As she raced down the halls to her class Trudy wondered it this might be a bit much, just having sex with her teacher before going out with him? Shaking her head, she knew that it was only an excuse to put the brakes on this. If she didn't go for it now then she would keep waiting and waiting until classes were done and Roland would move on to somewhere else. It was now or never.

***

Trudy surprised herself with remaining focused on the subject matter as Roland lectured the class. The subject itself, interactions with Evocation magic and the natural world, was in no way boring. She wrote down every note and was among the first to answer the questions when posed to the class. Mostly she was surprised that her daydreams didn't return and that her glances at his body were very brief. Not for a lack of desire but the excitement of shopping with Jamie later was overriding any arousal coming up.

With the ending of the lecture and a flick of his fingers the door out of the classroom opened and Roland announced the end of class. "With that I will see most of you next week. Make sure to study for the test and next week we will be going over Enchantment spells. I would highly suggest you attend as it will be both entertaining and informative." The entire class got up almost as one and began to shuffle out. Trudy packed her things and was about to leave when she heard Roland clear his throat.

"Ms. Gertrude, could you stay behind for a minute? I have a few things to discuss with you." Trudy's heart stopped for a moment and she could feel herself subconsciously sweat. Did he somehow find out about her plan for tomorrow? Did Jamie rat her out and now he was going to scold her? Did-

Shaking her head Trudy mentally kicked herself out of the spiral before she drowned in it. Letting out the buildup emotion in a sigh she looked up to the door. She saw Jamie standing there looking somewhat worried but Trudy waved her off with a reassuring smile. Trudy didn't think being in the class alone with Roland like this would be this tense for her. Picking up the last of her things she turned and walked to the desk and found Roland packing up his own books. Before she could say anything, her eyes caught one of the books on the desk being the book, she had lent him last week, A Balanced Take on Necromancy by Mathis Hil'Lan.

Roland finished packing the rest of his materials and reached for the book as he noticed her attention on the book. She looked up at him and felt her heart melt with his smile as he handed the book to her. Closing up his satchel against he nodded to the book, "I just finished the book today. I must say that I was intrigued when you handed it to me. I had heard a little about Mathis but never had an opportunity to read any of his work. I was actually considering using his materials when we discussed Necromancy in a few weeks. What I would like to know is why did you choose this book and why did you think about giving it to me?"

Feeling a little put on the spot but Trudy wasn't one to step down from a challenge. "Remember when you were lecturing us about Necromancy and someone asked you if Necromancy was inherently evil? You looked like you were having a tough time answering the question and ended up switching topics. I thought that maybe it was because you didn't have materials about both sides of the spectrum. I wasn't really looking for it but I saw it in a store window and hoped that it would be helpful to you. I would still like to hear your opinion on it if you have the time."

Roland considered the answer and gave Trudy a warm smile that made her heart skip a beat. "Not many people ask if I have time to talk about theories and practices of magic. Mostly people just assume I am busy or don't care enough to have a conversation about it." Trudy started to feel a little self-conscious realizing that she was asking him without knowing if she really did have time and was just annoying him.

The smile remained but the feeling didn't pass until Roland continued. "I am happy to make some time discussing this with you. I feel that Necromancy is a subject that holds a lot of bad history behind it, either a zombie army or a soul stealing lich is the main focus. It makes it somewhat disheartening that the benefits are brushed aside. I for one think that with a Necromancer who is fully aware of what they are capable of can bring much good. Protect the dead from darker powers, keep people alive long enough to receive care, and though most people don't approve of the use of controlled undead soldiers can give a great relief to the living."

Trudy listened intently and couldn't help but nod along. She hadn't really thought about necromancy in that sense but hearing it from a wizard made it all the more believable. Feeling his attention focused on her made Trudy feel lightheaded but also important in Roland's eyes. Not wanting to seem empty headed and just agree she spent a moment thinking about his ideas and tried to come up with her own input. Roland leaned back and seemed very open with giving her the time to think and gave out a feeling of calm interest. After a solid minute she found a decent idea.

"I do agree that some of those benefits would be amazing if it was easily accessed in life. The only problem with it is that it is rare to find Necromancers, or even Wizards, no offence, willing to spend their time just caring for the dead. I would mostly expect Clerics and the like to take that job. I wouldn't be surprised if they took objection to Necromancers taking their jobs. Even if people ignored most of the baggage along with Necromancy, the moment they raise the dead all of that baggage comes right back up. A lot of people don't like their dead friends or family standing back up and under another person's control, no matter how useful they are. I don't know if anyone will accept that as a reality but given time it might be possible."

Trudy waited as she watched Roland absorb and digest the response. Waiting for his reply she couldn't help but have her eyes wander across his body. She took a long moment to enjoy his long lanky frame that she couldn't help but imagine standing over her and wanting to know how his skin felt against hers. Her eyes trailed down to his crotch and for a moment prayed to the gods that his cock was nowhere as scary as Sazzo's. Just imagining trying to work with that size made her palms sweaty, just a few inches smaller would be enough for her. She heard him let out a gentle 'hm' and drew her focus back to his face, hoping that he didn't notice her wandering eyes.

His eyes came back up to hers as he gave her a gentle nod. "I can agree with that. Who knows though? Maybe one day people will see Necromancy as a tool rather than an easily corrupted power to watch for. Unfortunately, that day is not today but maybe I can revisit the subject sometime soon in this class." He returned his warm smile that made Trudy feeling like floating. "Thank you for taking the time to discuss this with me." Roland glanced out the nearby window and let out a surprised scoff.