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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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After Venser departed for his meeting with Niv-Mizzet, Lorissa had time to panic in peace. She couldn’t believe Jace had shown up in her life again. Every time she thought he was gone for good, he just reappeared without warning. She also couldn’t believe she’d agreed to meet up with him, but there were many unresolved feelings on her part and if she truly wanted to heal so she could move on and be with someone else, she needed to work through those emotions. Telling him how she felt would be a catharsis. Perhaps then she could get him out of her life completely.
When Venser came back from his meeting with Niv-Mizzet he seemed lost in thought. Since this was a better alternative than having to answer any questions he might have about Jace, she left him to his private musings. Even when he walked her home that night he seemed distracted. Part of her felt like she was being a bad friend since she didn’t ask him what was on his mind, but she knew him well enough by now to understand he would share when he was ready. And the much larger part of her that was being cowardly at the moment was grateful for the reprieve from any awkward conversations.
That night she got nothing in the way of sleep; she had too many things on her mind and was worried about what she might dream about. The next day she was tired and drawn out, but she managed to banish her concerns under work as always. She was fortunate enough to be doing something she loved; it was easy to lose herself in it. Venser was again in his own world and they passed the day in companionable silence.
For his part, Venser had no idea how to facilitate Niv-Mizzet’s request. He was moving at a pace respectful to the lady in question and his gut told him if he tried to push things right now it would be disastrous. He was keenly aware of her upcoming meeting with Jace but bringing it up seemed like a mistake of catastrophic levels so he just sat and brooded all day over how to proceed with seducing her.
When they finally called it a day and walked home together, he settled for giving her a long hug at her door which she was only too glad to accept. Both of them needed the moral support for getting through the night. He closed his eyes and thought about how perfect she felt in his arms. Then he forced himself to let her go and went home.

Jace left his meeting with Niv-Mizzet fairly certain that he’d allowed his preoccupation with Lorissa to enable the dragon to take advantage of him, but the details were hazy. The Izzet parun had a tendency to ramble while cleverly throwing in demands or suggestions to catch one off guard. Instead of paying attention, he’d spent the entire time thinking about what he was going to do and say when he saw her again. He felt a sense of urgency; he had to make things right or at least workable between them before that other man Venser stepped in. It didn’t take a genius to realize the two of them were close; and apparently the guy was working with her on a daily basis. Jace didn’t have the luxury of a slow assault on her doubts.
He had dozens of tasks to take care of that next day and he was glad he could relegate most of them to the envoys he’d selected from the various guilds. This naturally got him thinking about a way to further his goal with Lorissa; he made a mental note to consider it in detail later so he wouldn’t miss any possible repercussions. Luckily so many menial labors made the day fly by; he wasn’t able to stew about his upcoming meeting with her until he was on the way to her house.
The one and only time he’d been to her place was when he had heard her thoughts while she screamed his name during masturbation. He had immediately dropped everything he was doing and hunted her down for an incredibly satisfying bout of oral sex. But, in the process he had sort of invaded her home, her thoughts, her privacy…He had been ashamed afterwards although looking back on it, he realized she would have no idea about any of that. All she knew was that he’d disappeared on her again. And he’d done that to her a lot. He had a great deal to make amends for if he wanted anything to continue between them.
That was the question of the hour. Did he want anything from her besides sex? He had no idea. He always felt so confused thinking about her. His brain said yes and no; unfortunately so did his hormones and his heart. There was no one clear answer. When he was around her, he felt like he was home somehow. Horny and usually frustrated, but also oddly content. There was something at once provocative and calming about her; the only thing that seemed to upset him was his inability to accept anything serious between them. The problem seemed to lie with him more than her; he wasn’t sure it was something he even wanted to confront.
As he made his way down her street, he noticed motion in front of her house and paused when he saw Lorissa standing next to that guy from the Azorius Senate. Jace was immediately irritated. The two seemed to be having a deep conversation and a moment later the man drew her into a hug. Jace felt a dangerous surge of power rise up within him as hot fury flooded his veins. It was one thing to see her with another man; to see someone else touching her made him feel reckless with rage. Here on the street where there was no one who knew him, he didn’t bother masking his energy, his eyes blazing like new stars as the magic boiled within him.
Fortunately, Lorissa stepped out of Venser’s embrace and went inside before Jace’s tenuous control on his temper snapped. He watched the other man walk away and stood still, drawing in several deep breaths to calm his nerves and resist the impulse to go after the guy and warn him to keep away. But the confusion and anxiety that had dogged his heels the whole way there increased significantly; and his patience was stretched thin by what he had seen. He knocked on her door with careful control, and then took an abrupt step back when a rumbling snarl echoed from within the house.
“Knock it off Nix,” came Lorissa’s clear voice an instant before the door swung open.
They stood there staring at each other in silence for a moment. She looked surprised to see him. And then Jace belatedly realized he was early. Very early. He’d planned on just camping outside of her house and reviewing what he was going to say to her during their talk; but he forgot all about that after he saw her with Venser and marched right up to her door like an idiot.
“Um, hello,” he finally replied, wishing he could just vanish.
“What are you doing here,” she asked, looking confused. Behind her, he could make out the shape of an enormous feline, its eyes staring at him with distrust.
“Got the time confused,” he muttered, feeling his face heat up. He pointed behind her. “What is that?”
“My Pride of the Clouds lion, Nix,” she answered, trying to get her bearings. She hadn’t expected to see him for another hour or two; she had planned on taking a bath to relax and clear her head but here he was on her doorstep. She wondered if she could just tell him to come back later and shut the door in his face but realized that would be rude. Especially since it seemed like he’d arrived early by mistake. “Let me just go put him away so we can talk.”
She left the door slightly ajar as she led the great elemental lion into her bedroom. Nix grumbled in displeasure when she shut the door behind her, but she knew he’d stay put unless he thought she was in danger. Then he’d break through the door if necessary. She chewed on her lip and looked down at the outfit she was wearing. The dress was much more conservative than the previous day but still feminine enough that she wished she was wearing pants. But she couldn’t change now; he’d already seen her so it was pointless. With a sigh she walked back to the door, not sure what was going to happen next.
From his vantage at the threshold, Jace watched her approach. She was small and graceful; the blue and red dress she was wearing showed not a hint of cleavage and ended just above the knee, but it swirled around her thighs in a teasing fashion when she moved and the halter top made him wonder if she was wearing a bra. Or if those deep rosy nipples were pressing up against the material. Dangerous thoughts that he had to put under wraps; he didn’t want to mess things up anymore if possible. It was difficult to think rationally with an erection and he was already struggling to keep one down.
She pushed the door all the way open and walked back into the house, looking back over her shoulder to say, “Well, come inside.”
And just like that his mind betrayed him. He had about a million flashbacks of fucking her senseless, coming inside her hot mouth and her tight pussy. He lost the fight. His cock stood straight up as blood vacated the rest of his body in what felt like an instant, including his already enfeebled brain. He had the primitive urge to throw her down on the ground and mount her right there.
He fought it off, but damn it was hard.
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