Maeve sat in her room, her head in her magic books. She put it down and went to get the necessary ingrediants. Dermott flew in and perched onto her book.
"Get down from there Dermott" Maeve said as she turned to get the the herbs she needed
Dermott flapped his wings and turned the page, while Maeve wasn't looking.
"Dermott!" Maeve yelled
Dermott squawked, and ripped the top off the other page. Then Dermott flew off. Maeve looked closer to her book.
"I swear it was lavender, but ok" Maeve went back and put the jar back and got the other one. She returned and stood near the book, mixing all the ingrediants into the bowl. There was red dust that floated up from it.
"Illumination is what I seek, come to me as I speak" Maeve said
There was a breeze, though the spell didn't work. Maeve looked down at the page, and squinted, the spell was different. She chanted the words, and the red dust swirled around her. Strange, though if it would help her find DimDim, then let it be. She looked up saw that nothing happened. The spell didn't work. Maeve sighed and decided to go up on deck to get some air.
On her spellbook, the breeze had turned the page, reveiling the true spell she cast, a Lust Spell.
Maeve inhaled the fresh sea air and leaned over the railing. The sea was blue, like his eyes. She looked over at him, he was there at the tiller, smiling.
Suddenly she felt very hot, as if every pore of her body was on fire. She fanned herself, but it wasn't any use. She found herself taking her cloak off, and then her belt. What was happening? Why was she feeling like this?
She felt an arm reach around her waist. It turned her around, and she felt a pair of lips on hers. They were warm inviting lips, that made her calm down a bit. She found herself endulging herself in him. She felt hands run up and down her back. She felt his silky hair, and then his headband, as it slowly came off. She couldn't help herself. Soon the vest fell to the boards below them, and then the shirt was starting to come off as well.
"Uh hem!" Doubar cleared his throat. But the two didn't stop.
"Let me" Firouz said as he and Rongar dumped a giant bucket of cold water on them.
They broke away, shocked at what they were doing.
"What in the name of Allah is going on?" Sinbad said as he pulled his shirt back on, while Maeve fixed her clothes.
"You two were about to get at it" Doubar said
Maeve and Sinbad looked at each other and then looked down at the ground. Sinbad reached for his vest, and put it on.
Maeve started turning red and then she went down below, back to her room. Sinbad put his headband back on and walked away, leaving the crew wondering what happened.
Sinbad felt strange and for some reason was drawn to go below deck. He was drawn to a certain room. He found himself there and opened the door, to find her standing there, waiting for him almost. He walked in and slammed the door shut behind him, the lock went into place when it hit the nook. Sinbad pulled Maeve into his arms and felt her warm lips. He wanted her so much, he couldn't help it. He ususally wasn't so rash, but he couldn't stop, he couldn't control himself.
Maeve was ripping away at his clothes, revealing his golden tanned skin. Sinbad's hands had already made contact with her bare skin, it felt as if he were on fire. With their passionate kissing, the two fell onto the bed, not knowing what they were doing, but only knowing they had to, to be complete, to make the madness inside them stop. It was in each other's arms they felt complete, at peace and warm.
Fin?
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