As Sabina continued to work on her potion, Asher smirked, confident in his ability to create something that will surely surprise her.
Gathering the necessary ingredients, he allowed a wicked grin to spread across his face.
Channeling his dark magic, Asher's hands began to emit an eerie, dark green glow.
The shadows in the room seemed to dance and swirl around him, reacting to his magical prowess.
He poured a small amount of Essence of Moonflower into his cauldron, followed by a few drops of a vulpinari's tears. As he combined these ingredients, the concoction within the cauldron began to emit a soft, alluring light.
Next, he added a generous pinch of Velvet Petal Dust, stirring the potion with a black obsidian rod.
The lotion took on a luxurious, velvety texture, leaving no doubt that it would be a delight to the touch.
Focusing his dark magic, Asher imbued the mixture with the Nectar of Desire and Enchanted Honey. As he did so, the room filled with an intoxicating scent that seemed to awaken a deep yearning within anyone who breathed it in.
Sabina's nose twitched, and she couldn't help but feel interested, wondering what Asher was cooking. It surely smelled good, though she knew a smell wasn't an absolute indicator of how good something was.
Her eyes glowed with even more determination as she worked her magic on her potion.
Asher carefully blended in the Sator's Musk, infusing the concoction with an irresistibly alluring scent. The room's atmosphere grew increasingly sensual as if it were charged with an otherworldly magnetism.
Finally, Asher captured the Whisper of Temptation and delicately infused it into the lotion, binding the intangible essence to the potion and imbuing it with an irresistible allure.
Throughout the process, Asher skillfully manipulated his dark magic to weave together the ingredients, enhancing their potency and ensuring their harmonious blend.
As the last wisps of magic dissipated from his hands, he looked at his creation with pride.
The pleasure lotion shimmered with an entrancing, otherworldly green glow, exuding an aura of temptation that was difficult to resist.
However, he felt that he shouldn't get too overconfident and decided to quickly concoct a resistance potion just in case of an emergency. He knew this was kind of cheating but everything was fair for him, especially if he was having a bet against someone like Sabina.
Sabina raised an eyebrow and asked, her voice teasing, "So, finally done, are you?" She displayed her own creation, the dark purple lotion glinting ominously in the dim light.
Asher chuckled and replied, "Good things take time, but yes, I'm done. Now, how do we test these delightful concoctions?"
Sabina sauntered over, a playful smile gracing her lips. "It's quite simple, really," she kittenshily said, "I'll apply my lotion on your skin and see if you are feeling good or not."
Asher inwardly scoffed, seeing how innocent she was trying to appear with all this.
With a casual nonchalance, Asher asked, "And how do we decide the winner of this little competition?"
Sabina's grin widened, her red eyes glinting with an unspoken challenge. "Well," she said, her voice sultry and mischievous, "if one of us lets out any sound during the application, they lose. If both of us do, then it's only a matter of who stayed silent longer."
The tension between them grew thick, charged with anticipation and unspoken desire. Asher, unfazed by her proposal, smirked and replied confidently, "Bring it on."
"Would you mind removing your upper garments?" Sabina asked sweetly, her eyes fixated on Asher's chest, "This lotion needs to be applied directly to the skin."
Asher gave a nod of agreement, and with a swift motion, he removed his upper clothing, revealing a chiseled, powerful torso.
Sabina couldn't help but yet again be astonished by the sight before her.
Asher's muscular form was a testament to his strength and prowess, his soft gray skin hiding the sweet scent of his blood just beneath the surface. She felt her own blood surge with excitement at the prospect of this interesting challenge.
Gathering herself, Sabina dipped her fingers into her concoction, the dark purple lotion cool and silky on her hands. With soft, sensual movements, she spread the lotion over Asher's chest and neck, her touch gentle yet deliberate.
Asher felt the cold touch of Sabina's hands as she applied the lotion to his skin, a sensation both soothing and unsettling.
The coolness of the lotion eased the tension in his muscles, but it also stirred something deeper within him. He could feel the restless stirring of his lower dragon, proof of the potency of Sabina's creation.
Surely, the lotion she prepared knew what to target.
As Sabina's cold hands and shapely fingers glided over Asher's skin, he felt a combination of sensations that were both relaxing and arousing.
Her touch was gentle yet firm, her fingers expertly working the lotion into every contour of his muscular chest and neck.
Asher couldn't deny the skillful, seductive touch of Sabina's hands, sending shivers down his spine and making his breath catch in his throat.
The coolness of her fingers against the heat of his skin created a tantalizing contrast that ignited a fire within him, a smoldering desire that threatened to engulf him entirely.
With each stroke of her hands, Sabina explored his body, her fingers teasing and caressing, leaving a trail of tingling pleasure in their wake.
The way her hands moved over him, deft and practiced, felt like a dance of intimacy, a dance meant to seduce him and break his resolve.
As the waves of pleasure washed over him, Asher fought to maintain his composure, focusing on every breath, every heartbeat, and every pulse of the blood coursing through his veins.
His body responded to Sabina's touch, aching for more of her sensual caresses, and his desire for her grew stronger by the moment.
If he had to be honest, he wanted to fuck her right here and now.
'Not so fast…' Yet, even as he reveled in the sensations she brought forth, Asher was determined not to let Sabina win this game.
He was no stranger to desire or temptation, and he would not be so easily conquered. With a steely resolve, he held onto the fire within him, channeling the pleasure into a fierce determination to claim victory in this test of wills.
Sabina continued her sensual ministrations on Asher's chest, her hands exploring and teasing with practiced grace.
Inwardly, she wore a self-assured smile, convinced that he would soon yield to the ecstasy of her touch, the bewitching spell of pleasure she was weaving.
A virgin like him surely can't endure her precise and perfect attacks. He will be moaning in no time.
She could feel his hot blood coursing under her hands and was already dreaming of quenching her thirst with his blood.
However, her gaze inadvertently drifted towards Asher's crotch, where she was taken aback by the sheer size of the bulge straining against his pants.
She had never witnessed such a formidable display on a man before, and the realization sent a jolt of excitement through her for some reason.
She couldn't help but feel a touch of admiration, her curiosity piqued, and it seemed she had severely underestimated him in that department.
It appeared he had more hidden depths than she initially believed, and the thought of uncovering them sent a thrill down her spine.
Sabina's self-assured demeanor wavered as minutes ticked by without so much as a moan escaping Asher's lips.
She hadn't anticipated such resilience from him and surreptitiously glanced at his face, trying to discern his thoughts.
To her utter bewilderment, Asher appeared to be sleeping!
His eyes were closed, and a serene expression adorned his features, as if he were merely basking in the comfort of a warm, cozy bed.
How on earth could someone slumber through her intoxicating caress?? The very notion seemed preposterous.
She bit her lip, her eyes narrowing as she attempted to process this unexpected development.
Her pride as the master in this area was being challenged by this seemingly unmoved man, and she couldn't help but wonder whether she had met her match.
Yet she refused to accept defeat, vowing to herself that she should find a way to pierce through his tranquil facade and claim the victory she so craved.
Asher casually cleared his throat, drawing Sabina's attention as he spoke, "I think it's been long enough, don't you think? Maybe it's time for me to try my lotion. I can assure you, mine won't take nearly as long."
Sabina's eyes narrowed, recognizing the cheeky tone in his voice. She hadn't anticipated this turn of events but was determined to see him eat his own words after failing even more miserably than she had.
Biting back her annoyance, she plastered a smile on her face and agreed, "Very well, let's see what you've got."
Asher breathed an internal sigh of relief. He had come perilously close to giving in to Sabina's expert touch, and her relentless pursuit of his nerves had nearly shattered his resolve. Yet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for holding out as long as he had without even taking the resistance potion.
She surely had done her research on these things thoroughly.
With an air of anticipation, Asher applied the lotion he had prepared onto his palms, rubbing them together to warm it slightly.
Then, with a bold but controlled touch, he placed his hands on Sabina's slender neck. Sabina's eyes widened in surprise, as Asher's large, rough hands squeezed her neck and shoulders firmly yet gently.
She hadn't expected his touches to feel a bit intimate, but she found herself unable to back away. His hands seemed to know exactly how to press and knead, reaching into the depths of her soul.
His lotion was unexpectedly effective, sensitizing her skin, and sending jolts of pleasure through her with every touch.
How could someone as young as him be good enough to create such effective potions? Just a few months ago he was talking about aspiring to become a above average potion master.
However, she couldn't think about this too much at this moment since her body and mind were getting distracted by his touches.
She felt her blood heating up and stirring deep within her core. Her gaze followed his hands as they slipped down, massaging her neckline and teasing her exposed cleavage without ever touching the fabric of her dress.
Was he truly unaware of the intimacy of his touch, or was this all part of his game?
Her mind raced, but she couldn't focus on deciphering his intentions.
She knew she shouldn't be letting him do all this but something within her was telling her to not do anything that would make her stop feeling these exhilarating, mind numbing sensations.
Instead, she concentrated on suppressing the moans that threatened to escape her lips, as her body succumbed to the effects of his massage and the pleasure-laced lotion.
Asher, too, was affected by the sensation of her soft, porcelain skin beneath his hands.
However, he managed to maintain his focus, intent on discovering her weakness. He trailed his hands over her arms, kneading and massaging the tender flesh, until he reached her armpits.
The moment he touched them, he felt her shiver and a triumphant spark flashed in his eyes, for he had found her weakness.
Sabina's eyes fluttered as Asher massaged her armpits, an unbearably sensitive spot for her.
Her face reddened, and she struggled to contain the moan that threatened to spill out.
Heat pooled between her thighs, her arousal growing more intense with every passing second.
His devilish fingers suddenly kneaded her sensitive skin deep and firm in circular motions, making her blood rush to her nether regions.
Unable to resist any longer, she finally let out a soul-melting moan, a sound of pure surrender, "Ahnm~"
Asher's smirk grew, his eyes locked onto hers as he declared, "You lost."
'Tsk, how did this happen…' Sabina inwardly clicked her tongue in frustration and shock. She couldn't believe she lost to a boy.
Still, she accepted her defeat and said, "I have to admit I am surprised. But as promised, you can ask for a favor."
As if waiting to hear those words, Asher curved his lips slyly and said, "From now on, when I test my lotion on you, you have to be naked..."
