173 TUNNEL: APHRODISIAC SPELL 2

CHAPTER 173

He peeled his eyes off the book and darted his gaze back to her face. "Why did you do that to yourself, Astrid?"

"It was not my fault. I never intended for any of this to happen to me. I planned on using it on the Princess, to get her off our trail and probably send her to the palace. But then you startled me and I cast the spell on me."

Jareth's eyes widened at her confession. 'Since when did she have such wicked thoughts? Now, look at what she has done to herself.'

\u003cAuthor: Technically, what you did to her. You startled her!\u003e

\u003cJareth: What do you mean by what I did? I didn't do anything to her. She was the one planning something wicked, not me.\u003e

\u003cAuthor: Well, you put her in this situation, so take care of her. I'm out.\u003e

Slowly, Astrid shook her head, trying to get herself thinking straight. She moved out of his grasp and picked up her book.

"What are you doing?" he quickly asked and made to stop her from whatsoever madness running through her mind again.

"What? Leave me be. I can handle it," she whined cutely, pushing the book to her side away from his reach.

He leaned in and grabbed her hand pushing the book. "Don't tell me you still want to cast the spell?"

Unfortunately, his action had only heightened her problem. His one-touch had caused a tingling sensation all over her body, making the poor girl hot all over.

"Ummm… " she moaned softly.

Realizing that she had unconsciously let out a moan, Astrid squirmed from his hold and scooted to the side away from his grasp. "I do not want to. I want to find a curing spell quickly before the spell takes over comple…"

"Ahhh… Please… I am hot and feeling funny."

Just before she could find a curing spell for her mistake, the effect took over immediately. Jareth's touch had quickened its effect and caused her body to react to him.

She dropped the book on the floor and squeezed her legs shut. Her hands hugged her small frame tight as she closed her eyes in the process, trying her best to calm down the feeling.

"It's so hot. I–I f-feel hit all over… My body is … aww help me. I need air, water…anything," she cried out with a soft yet seductive voice.

Irrespective of her predicament, she reached for her book again, in hopes of getting the curing spell before she lost her mind completely.

Jareth watched her from the side. He could tell how helpless and frustrated she was, but he couldn't do anything to help her since he noticed him touching her aggravated the spell.

She searched for a while, flipping through the pages, bust she couldn't find any cure. After a few minutes of searching, her frustration kicked in big time. She was in for some big trouble.

'What have I done to myself? I am so hot. I want to take it off.'

Meanwhile, this was already an arousing scene for Jareth. Watching her squirm and undress in such a cute way was igniting sparks in Jareth.

Before he knew what was happening, his blood rushed faster, moving down to his lower region. He was finding it hard to control himself. He needed to leave there before he did something.

Just as he made up his mind to leave, Astrid turned her head to his direction. As soon as her eyes landed on him, she crawled up to him seductively.

Her hips swayed behind her with each step she took forward. "J–Jareth…I–I…am not f–feeling good. Help me please."

Her cheeks became rosy red and hot with each passing second. She felt so uncomfortable. It was something she had never felt before and she didn't know what to do.

He looked into her eyes and noticed it had begun to water. A tear escaped her eyelid, melting his heart and breaking his defences. He did not like it when she cried or was hurt, but this time around, he was in a helpless situation.

"I w–want… I need y–you," she whispered softly to him as she gently placed a hand on his chest.

Slowly, Astrid made her way past his shirt buttons to his bare chest and caressed him, sending shivers down his spine and igniting sparks within him

He was done for. What could he do when faced with a hot and innocent seductress that his heart, body and soul yearned for?

Would he give in or would he not? Was his control strong enough when faced with a decision such as this?

On one hand, he could walk away and get his thoughts to calm down. On the other hand, she needed a release, not until she did, she wouldn't return to normal.

As he battled with his thoughts, he moved his Astrid moved in and placed soft kisses on his chest. Slowly, she trailed gentle kisses on his body, moving upwards towards his neck where she planted many kisses.

Her lips felt so hot against his warm skin. His mind was going bunkers at the sweet little torture he was getting.

He raised his hands to stop her, but the moment they found their bearing on her arms, she shuddered from his touch and fell forward on his body, causing him to fall backwards in a sitting position.

With the position they were in, it was easier for Astrid to take advantage of him once more. She was in between his legs with her head resting on his chest. 

She raised her head and their eyes locked. She could see he was battling with something on his mind but that was not her problem now. She needed help.

With a sultry voice, she pleaded again. "Jareth, please. I'm…my body…Hottt…" she whimpered and shuddered at his touch while closing her eyes.

What had happened? He wanted to help her sit up but completely forgot the effect touching her caused.

"Ahh..."