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the Project	By : theLureln Category: +M through R > Magic: The Gathering Views: 11901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic the Gathering characters or settings, anything else is mine. This story is not being written for profit.

Chapter List
- 1-the Project
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- 14-Fourteen
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Lorissa was acutely aware of the man walking behind her; his large presence had become a constant part of her life in the last several weeks. It was unprecedented how quickly she’d gotten used to having him around. In the beginning when he’d been placed in her care by Niv-Mizzet, she had been resentful of the burden he represented. She was already juggling multiple projects at once during the day. But as she’d grown to know him over time, she realized he was as intelligent as he was kind. He was able to talk with her about virtually everything that came to mind and, unlike most people, actually interested in doing so. In fact he seemed interested in everyone and everything around him, with a rapacious curiosity and a definitively scientific mind.
            She had learned from her mother that Venser had memory loss the first night they met, so it wasn’t surprising that he’d been sent to Nivix. If there was a spell to recover his missing time, it would be in the libraries. So far he had found a few, but as far as she knew none of them had worked. And as the days passed by, she found herself hoping none ever would. He was fun to be around; hard working and humorous and he understood the sanctity of needing time to one’s self. After the tumultuous experiences with Jace, he was a tranquil breeze.
            He was also easy on the eyes; big and solid with a rugged handsomeness that she had noticed from the start. Over time she’d become aware she was growing attracted to him. It wasn’t surprising really. They were together all the time. They had in depth conversations. She had witnessed first hand how respectful he was to her family and how gentle he could be. And he made her laugh. It seemed perfectly natural to start entertaining thoughts of sleeping with him.
            And although she had pretended to not hear what Niv-Mizzet had said to the man earlier that night, the truth was she’d been listening the entire time. It was obvious to her that the dragon was trying to play match maker between the two of them. Venser was too polite to put the Guildmaster in his place; although his own comments had seemed to indicate he might not mind something developing between them. Then again, he could have just been saying that to get the dragon to stop teasing him.
            Her self confidence had suffered thanks to her disastrous encounters with Jace. She’d always been acutely aware of her shortcomings as a normal human on a world of magic. She wasn’t bad looking, but understood there were others who far exceeded her in that aspect as well. Her intelligence she had always been secure in, until her series of stupid decisions regarding Jace. Her inability to resist him or even carry on a grudge in his presence had made her doubt her self control and willpower as well.
            All of this attributed to a reluctance to test her theory that Venser might be interested in being with her. Oh, he’d probably agree to sex if she asked. He was a healthy male after all and in her experience he would be amicable to it as long as he wasn’t repulsed by her. But that wasn’t the same as being interested in her and she really didn’t want to end up in another casual relationship. Especially not with a man who had such close ties to her family at the moment.
            And moving forward would also mean putting an end to their current relationship, which Lorissa was enjoying more than any she could recall in the past. If something went wrong between them, there would be no more of these nights of relaxing companionship. No more interesting chats full of laughter and insight. No more moments of pure contentment spent simply sitting next to one another reading. His very presence soothed and stimulated her at once, and the thought of losing that was what kept her from pursuing anything further.
            But it was difficult to ignore the growing desire she felt for him. She had to remind herself that she wasn’t the best judge of lovers. This man was a stranger to himself; for all she knew he was married with children and didn’t remember it. That was exactly the sort of calamity she would do anything to avoid. So until he could recall his past, it would be wisest to make sure they stayed platonic.
            She put her last book away and turned to thank Venser for helping her, but because she’d been so lost in thought she hadn’t realized how close he was standing behind her. She bumped into his much larger frame and stumbled backwards; before she could fall over a strong arm wrapped itself around her and steadied her. She found herself staring up into his warm eyes at a close range. Her hands had instinctively come to rest on his chest to help stabilize herself, she was acutely aware of the firm planes of his pectorals underneath her palms. She knew she should move away, but she remained standing still, staring up at him as she tried to remember why this was a bad idea. At the prolonged contact his gaze darkened and the arm that had offered support only moments ago tensed at her back. Sexual awareness singed the air between them and she had to stifle a sigh of anticipation to hide her reaction to his proximity. A moment later, it proved an unnecessary precaution, because he leaned down and kissed her anyway.

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            Jace had found himself traveling quite a lot on various reconnaissance trips to other planes in the weeks following his last rendezvous with Lorissa deCar. At first he thought it was simply to get some space from the suffocating post as the Living Guildpact, but he had gradually accepted that it was partly due to his nature and partly due to his desire to run from his conflicting feelings for her. He had always enjoyed learning and experiencing new cultures, immersing himself in them proved to be a wonderful distraction. Of course he couldn’t remain gone from Ravnica indefinitely. And on one of his returns to the plane, he found himself facing his upcoming meeting with Niv-Mizzet at Nivix.
            He spared very little thought for the actual meeting that would take place with the parun. Trying to decipher what the dragon might want ahead of time was a pointless endeavor; he was such a vacillating quantity that it made coming up with a plan of defense and attack for their meeting an exhausting prospect. It was much simpler to assume the Dracogenius was going to try to manipulate him into doing something on his behalf and be prepared for verbal traps.
Instead Jace mused on what he wanted to do about Lorissa. He knew she would be in Nivix somewhere; she almost never left the place. In the process of rationalizing his memories of her, he had found himself increasingly curious about what she was like as a person outside of their sexual interactions. Obviously she was highly intelligent to have obtained her position without magic; he also knew her to be exceedingly hard working. Their few conversations had hinted at a person of insight and shrewdness.
            He recognized that avoiding her forever was not only childish; it would also be difficult to maintain. She had connections to several guilds and her family members all held positions of considerable power. She had been rising among the ranks of the Izzet League pretty rapidly herself. It would be better to simply acknowledge her and move on. He felt relieved to have reached a decision about how to proceed with her and began to look forward to his trip to Nivix.
            Any prolonged thoughts about Lorissa had the predictable side effect of stirring a rapacious reaction in him and he found himself on the doorstep of one of his various lovers. Some nights he opted for jerking off, but tonight he was too aroused to settle for that. He craved more engaging stimulation and was profoundly relieved when his knock was answered. His lover looked surprised to see him there; he hadn’t been to her place in a while as he was careful to rotate women he visited so none of them grew too attached. They were a diversion for him, a way to redirect his desire; he didn’t want anything more from them.
He’d cast an illusion on himself the moment he stepped out his door, in order to avoid being recognized by anyone. He was highly adept at blue magic in general, but in the area of illusions he was a master, capable of duplicating smells, tastes and sounds to perfection. He could easily alter reality. And as soon as she answered, he just as skillfully shrouded his lover in an illusion as well, his body throbbing when her visage shimmered into that of the woman he so desperately desired. His dick was already hard from thinking about Lorissa, his pants chafed uncomfortably as it grew even more erect at the simulation of her in front of him. He was a bit more hurried than normal in jumping straight into foreplay but she didn’t complain.
            Jace pushed her down onto her couch, dropping to the ground so he knelt between her thighs as he leaned over her, his body pressing hers back into the cushions. He kissed her forcefully, his hunger intense. No one could do illusions as well as Jace; with every pass of his tongue over hers he tasted Lorissa just as he remembered. It was just like she was there; exactly what he needed and wanted instead of the woman underneath him. His cock started to ache, his balls heavy as he slanted his mouth over his lover’s again and again until his lungs started screaming at him to come up for air. He broke the kiss to bury his face in her hair, his hands gripping her ass hard as Lorissa’s scent flooded his senses in a subtle assault on his self control, eliciting a delicious frisson reaction from him.
He ran his hands over her legs as they wrapped around his waist; he started to grind his hips against hers, panting at the friction of his dick rubbing against her crotch. He was so sensitive it sent electric ripples through his already aroused body. He was dimly aware of her sighs of pleasure, the sound made erotically familiar by his magic. She wanted this as much as he did. And just like that, he started leaking pre cum so heavily that it saturated his underwear. He hurriedly yanked down his pants before those got wet as well.
            Jace’s cock bucked when it came into contact with her clothing and he impatiently removed the silky barriers, rubbing the head of his shaft in the wet heat he found beneath them. His lover started making little begging sounds in Lorissa’s voice and a shudder wracked his body an instant before he rammed into her pussy. She was as tight and hot as he remembered thanks to his illusions, and he covered her mouth with a groan, his tongue going deep as he started plunging his dick inside her. He set up a fast pace and the friction felt amazing, her cunt cinching around him perfectly.
            He sank into a state of delirium, driven by instinct and need. Each penetration was bliss, every withdrawal from her scorching tightness a temporary agony that rocked him with its intensity. He couldn’t get enough. He was drowning in the taste, smell and feel of her. Her body writhed under his, her moans ringing in his ears as her nails dug into the cloth on his back, the material abrading her nipples so they were sharp points rubbing against his chest.
            Every stroke made Jace more frantic, the tension in his gut and lower back escalating. Her dripping heat squeezing his cock every time he thrust into her, the pleasure intensifying until he was mindless. He fucked her harder, faster, loving the way her thighs clung to his hips and the wet sound of his dick pumping in and out of her. He could feel her pussy tightening around him and he felt a savage satisfaction that he was going to make Lorissa cum. He put his hands behind her knees and shoved her legs higher up so that his body was rubbing against her clit as he continued pounding into her; the new angle made her perfect pussy feel even tighter and he found his control shredding as he heard her scream and felt her body tighten and contract around his cock. The sensation was excruciating, too much to resist and he felt his dick pulse as he came inside her, his balls unloading white streams of cum into her still convulsing cunt. Pleasure poured through his entire body, streaking up from his spine and spreading with shattering intensity to every nerve ending until he collapsed against her, breathing hard.
            It felt amazing, until Jace opened his eyes and met the illusory ones he’d created to look like Lorissa’s. This wasn’t her, never had been. And the satiation he’d been feeling took on a hollow edge as he stood up and took his leave of his lover to return home and dream about the woman he craved.

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When the day finally arrived for Jace’s meeting at the aerie, he found himself waking up much earlier than necessary. He took care with his outfit, although he refused to believe he was dressing solely for her sake. He had to be at his best any time he conversed with the Firemind, and that included in appearance. That was clearly why he spent an hour checking his hair in the bathroom before finally deciding he was ready to head to his appointment with the ancient Guildmaster.
            Somehow he arrived at Nivix about an hour ahead of their meeting; and without conscious direction his feet carried him to the library. This late in the day it was mostly deserted, but he knew Lorissa would be there. Wild excitement raced through his body as he made his way to her desk in the back of the bibliotheca. It had been so long since he’d last seen her; he was surprised to find the hours seemed etched on his soul. Even though what they had was mostly sexual, he’d missed her on some level he hadn’t understood. His earlier thoughts of denying what was between them faded, like they always did when he was faced with the reality of her. He suddenly couldn’t wait to be with her again.
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