Even though Jade is approaching, Heine pays no attention, just kicking his underpants off to the ground. Once done he sits naked on the bedspread, looking at nothing. The desire to leave the situation is gone, because he doesn't think about responsibilities or right or wrong until Eichel brings it up.
And for the moment, he doesn't. Eichel leans over the two of them, inspecting the extent of the scar.
"It's powerful, certainly. He's had it since he was quite young." Eichel runs his hand over the scar, no hesitation in the contact. "He did already show an affinity for wandless magic when he was younger. Perhaps this is the cause." But, Eichel can tell, Heine has little affinity for resisting the Imperius Curse.
You want to be with us. Eichel's voice fills Heine's mind, because there's nothing else there at the moment. That's why you're here. You want to be intimate with both of us.
When Eichel's hands go to his shoulders, pushing him onto his back, Heine doesn't resist. Instinctively he parts his knees beneath his former professor when Eichel insinuates himself between them. He does want this, and... it's why he came into this room with them. So when Eichel touches him, Heine doesn't move, gathering his thoughts, trying to understand why he suddenly wants this but finding no reason except that he just does.
Heine responds slowly but surely, pulling Eichel down closer. He tilts his head back, baring his neck, when Eichel leans in and kisses his throat. Usually he doesn't react like this, but—you want me, and it feels—it feels good. Heine moans softly and spreads his legs wider.
He can hear Eichel talking, but it means nothing to him.
"You see, Jade, some people are more suggestible than others. The Imperius Curse is more effective with them," Eichel is saying. He sits back up and leans over, trying to kiss Jade too, even as Heine lies beneath him and watches.
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And for the moment, he doesn't. Eichel leans over the two of them, inspecting the extent of the scar.
"It's powerful, certainly. He's had it since he was quite young." Eichel runs his hand over the scar, no hesitation in the contact. "He did already show an affinity for wandless magic when he was younger. Perhaps this is the cause." But, Eichel can tell, Heine has little affinity for resisting the Imperius Curse.
You want to be with us. Eichel's voice fills Heine's mind, because there's nothing else there at the moment. That's why you're here. You want to be intimate with both of us.
When Eichel's hands go to his shoulders, pushing him onto his back, Heine doesn't resist. Instinctively he parts his knees beneath his former professor when Eichel insinuates himself between them. He does want this, and... it's why he came into this room with them. So when Eichel touches him, Heine doesn't move, gathering his thoughts, trying to understand why he suddenly wants this but finding no reason except that he just does.
Heine responds slowly but surely, pulling Eichel down closer. He tilts his head back, baring his neck, when Eichel leans in and kisses his throat. Usually he doesn't react like this, but—you want me, and it feels—it feels good. Heine moans softly and spreads his legs wider.
He can hear Eichel talking, but it means nothing to him.
"You see, Jade, some people are more suggestible than others. The Imperius Curse is more effective with them," Eichel is saying. He sits back up and leans over, trying to kiss Jade too, even as Heine lies beneath him and watches.