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Confidence was important in spellcasting even if what you were confident in wasn't necessarily correct. A plum-furred feline in student's robes stood before the desk of her mentor in his office bringing her hands up and preparing to call a spell. The mentor was a grey-furred rat with small glasses balanced on his snout, deep cloudy blue eyes watching from behind them as Mara began whispering the words. Roots began to sprout from his desk, objects began being pushed aside, a tree sprouting but Ridel simply smiled. The rat raised his finger and without much effort brushed it through the tree, everything falling apart and Mara yelping as she fell back onto her rear. Everything was as it had been before. Ridel's desk was unbroken and the objects on it remained there while Mara sat on her rear with a deep frown etched into her face and her arms crossed.

"Oh curse it all. What went wrong this time?" Mara said with a huff.

Ridel chuckled, "What you are aiming to do is craft an illusion that my mind will take to but what you ended up doing is making a conjuring that you would believe. Illusions are a complicated thing and putting someone under that type of magic takes a particular skill set as it is one of those grey areas between mind and heart."

Mara watched as the old rat got up from his seat and walked around his desk to offer his hand to her. Begrudgingly, she took it and allowed him to bring her up as she sighed, "I just don't know, sir. I've been at this for a week now and I feel like I'm about to start going insane. Sure, I get the theory but putting it into practice makes no sense to me."

"Ah, unfortunately, illusions were never my strong suit." Said the old rat but as Mara was about to give in, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze, "But my dear, there are those who have the knowledge to share. A particular student nearing the end of her studies here has quite the font of knowledge when it comes to illusions. I did not mention it at first because I wasn't quite sure how you would get along with her but if you'd like then I can point you in the right direction."

Both of Mara's hands gripped Ridel's as her expression brightened, "Yes! Yes please point me in the right direction! Not being able to figure something out like this has been an absolute nightmare." She then noticed she was nearly hugging onto her mentor's arm and slowly eased up, cheeks flushed as she sniffed, "Sorry."

Just when she was about to pull away entirely, Ridel leaned down and gave her cheek a gentle peck. Her cheeks brightened and for a moment she thought she might receive more but instead, he told her where to go and said he would look forward to seeing the results. Of course, he was right. Mara wanted to focus on this, needed to focus on this and if she got caught up with her mentor then she would feel dumb about it. With those little fantasies tucked at the back of her head, she left her mentor's office and headed out to find the upper dorms.

The upper dorms weren't called as such because they were placed on a higher elevation, rather, they were called that because the students there paid for it. Typically, those students came from wealthy families and had powerful names. Ridel had said that he would send word to the student in particular and that it should be fine but she still felt odd walking down the fancifully adorned halfway. Marble floors, paintings on the walls depicting famous students who had studied in these very dorms, and even hints of gold here and there. To her, it was gaudy and a massive waste of coin but she didn't have the right to complain when she needed help from someone in these dorms. When she made it to the right door, she paused for a moment, breathing out before knocking.

Just a few seconds later, the door opened by itself and she was met with an icy chill that not even Winter could conjure. Her body trembled and she felt the urge to hide her hands inside of the sleeves of her robes as she took the quiet invite and stepped inside. The room was kissed with a warm and cozy look, deep wood floors polished to a sheen, a small kitchen of sorts tucked to the side and a large bed pushed near a window. It looked to her like a small home rather than a student's dorm. Most notable of all, however, was the fact that it was so damn cold! Mara felt like it might as well have been snowing in here but there were more important things to think about than the temperature of the room. Sitting at the foot of the bed was a mink with platinum blond fur and deep minty eyes that regarded her with a sharp edge punctuated by a wide smile. The mink was dressed from head to toe in heavy garb. A thick coat with a scarf wrapped around her neck and boots at the end of it. She looked like she belonged among tailors and fashionistas, not magicians and artificers but Mara had to remember not to judge.

"Darling, if you're going to stand there gawking then at least come closer so I can get a better look at you! That said, if you've got nerves then wipe them free of your body. That old sweet something or other Ridel gave me the heads up and though it was short notice I was more than happy to take this. I love being the supportive big sister tutor." She while flashing pearly fangs.

Mara blinked but stepped deeper inside and cleared her throat, "I uh, hello. My name is Mara, ma'am and uh, and--" Finally, she could not hold herself back from asking, "And why is it so damn cold in here? Is this an illusion?"

The mink giggled, "First and foremost my name is Juliette. Juli or dear sister will work instead of ma'am. As for the illusion? It is certainly not. This is simply an enchantment dear. I love the feeling of being warm in the frigid cold. It reminds me of my home which sees short Springs and deep Winters. Now, come and have a seat. Take my covers for yourself and warm yourself while I get some tea."

Without even thinking whether it was rude or not, Mara rushed to the bed and hopped onto the edge, grabbing the offered fur covers to wrap around her shoulders while the mink headed to the small kitchen. She soon returned with a cup of something steaming for Mara which she grabbed onto with both hands and inclined her head in thanks before carefully starting on it.

When the warmth was back in her body, she sighed aloud, "Okay. Now that the cold isn't biting so hard, can you really help me with illusionary magic?"

"Of course!" Juliette said as she sat down next to Mara, "Ridel sent the note this morning telling me your problems and describing them in great detail."

Mara frowned, "Did he now?"

The mink nodded, "Yes indeed he did. I was excited! Truly. There are only so many opportunities I get to nurture and teach! I hope to become a professor myself when I finish this semester of mine. Now then...We are not here to talk about me or your obvious annoyance with your patron's lack of confidence. We are here to discuss illusion, yes?"

All at once, her focus turned to the mink and she nodded, "Yes. My illusions can be dispelled with nothing but a finger."

Juliette clucked her tongue and leaned back, hands on one knee, "I see...Judging by what Ridel has told me, I think I know what your problem is my sweet. You focus on your own mind, it seems, rather than both your creativity and the heart and mind of the one you are fooling." When Mara simply furrowed her brow in thought, Juliette continued, "Now, take for example. Domination and hypnosis. Both of these things involve breaking down the mental walls of your opponent and so you end up with a situation where they realize it unless you are really good at slipping through the cracks or the opponent is simply not guarded. Now, illusionary magic is similar but it is best when there is no invasion. You need to understand common methods of thinking, of how others react in various situations, and what might tease their minds. It is both a creation of your mind and the mind of the one you are casting the illusion on."

"That sounds like a lot of work...Why not just force them to think the illusion is real?" Mara hummed.

"Because, darling, that would be domination. An illusion isn't about forcing someone to your will but about mesmerizing and confounding them! Certainly, it can be used to dominate but even in domination, there is a need to understand your opponent to do less work. The less you understand, the more effort you have to put in cracking the shell of your opponent's mind and in the same breath, if you understand nothing then your illusions will be easily dispelled. Now, how would you dominate an opponent?"

Mara frowned and leaned back against the large blanket, "I would push my presence against their mind and continue applying pressure until it broke through."

Juliette chuckled, "You need to be more subtle, dear. Let's say your opponent is focused on you. Let's say you fade into mist and now they must focus on multiple places...Make auditory illusions to make it difficult, create something springing from the ground that they must focus on and believe is real. Suddenly, their focus and their mind are on too many places at once and you can slip in easily and make them believe whatever you want. All of these magics are related and subtlety helps much more than brute force."

She chewed that over quietly for a few seconds before she nodded, "So then...With someone like you, I would probably try to keep you talking as much as I could, preen you up before slipping through the cracks of your mind and getting a good feel for how your heart is before crafting something to make you falter?"

A cool digit touched her nose and Juliette beamed, "Exactly my tiny pupil!" Before she then snickered, "And in the same light, you are thinking about that beautiful old rat cock pounding deep inside of you."

Mara nearly choked on the tea she was sipping, cheek burning bright while she managed to reply, "And how would you know that?"

"Because, you are so focused on the topic at hand that you have trouble noticing anything else, dear. Who is to say, whether I made a simple guess or I slipped through your mental walls to have a peek at what you are feeling." Juliette said with a smirk.

The feline student furrowed her brow again and looked at the floor while rooting in her mind for any sort of tampering but she couldn't feel anything at all, which meant, "You just tricked me into giving away my own thoughts. Reading a mind is incredibly invasive and I would have felt it! I knew that! But I still fell for it!"

While Mara was left huffing and wide-eyed, Juliette laughed, "Yes dear, I tricked you! Because you are simple and straightforward. The perfect type for these sorts of things. You blunder into things and allow the more subtle touches to pass you by. Why, I bet you can't even tell that I want to kiss those precious little lips of yours."

Mara opened her mouth and then closed it again, ears pinned back as she wondered if that was obvious or not or if she were simply being toyed with. Finally, she scoffed, "So I'm a straightforward creature born as a cat instead of a charging beast."

Again, Juliette laughed, this time, putting an arm around Mara while sighing, "Darling, you are much too easy but because of that I can show you an illusion that will barely take anything at all for you to believe."

Narrowing her eyes, Mara straightened her stance and sipped quietly for a second, finishing her drink before offering the cup to Juliette who placed it on a nightstand near the bed while Mara spoke, "If you think that's possible then I'd be glad to see whatever you had to offer. Ridel said that you were an expert at these things so I would like to see an example."

The mink giggled before she got up, clapping her hands together before grabbing hold of her coat, "My! So eager and yet, so upset. Just because I called you easy?

Before Mara could answer, Juliette began to pull her coat apart, opening it wide and turning to the feline to show that there was nothing underneath the heavy garment. She stood in nothing but a scarf, Mara's cheeks growing warm as she saw a flaccid length twitching between her legs with a heavy set of balls both kissed with a darker color than her fur. Part of her wanted to say that it was an illusion but it also looked so real and her body was responding in all the right ways to the sight.

Lifting her chin, she sniffed, "Is that the illusion you wanted to show me?"

Juliette took a step forward, length dotted with beads of sweat hanging just before her eyes as the coat fell to the floor, "It is part of it, yes! Now, how about you try to dispel it with a simple touch? If you can, then I'll throw myself at your mercy but if you don't then we'll continue this lesson of mine with your clothes off and our bodies beneath those lovely sheets there."

Mara's pride had her responding quickly enough, "Fine then!"

Without hesitation, she reached out to touch the length, blinking as it did not disappear. She trembled as it began to grow against her touch like a real cock, twitching, and shifting until she found herself with a rather impressive girth in her hand. Her other hand brushed along the balls, squeezing them gingerly before allowing the weight to press onto the palm of her hand.

Quietly, the mink purred, "So, do I win?"

She frowned but got out of the cowers to strip. Underneath her robes she had worn white stir-up leggings and tight underwear that she had hoped to show to Ridel but this would do just fine even if it was a shot to her pride. The cold fought against the growing warmth and so she retreated back to the comfort of the covers, sitting while bringing them over her shoulders. Juliette added to the growing warmth by slipping by her side under the covers. Mara trembled as she felt confident hands grabbing her chest, one set of digits sliding down her belly and down the crotch where it suddenly stopped.

The mink's voice came like the sweet sound of chimes on the wind, "My, look at this Mara. You have a beautiful one as well."

Mara trembled and looked down to see what the mink was talking about. Her eyes grew wide as she saw a shaft sprouting from between her legs along with a set of balls soon freed from the confines of her underwear. The mink's digit then slid over the top of it and suddenly she felt arousal crashing against her, her toes curling in as she tried to figure out what was happening. It was an illusion. There was no doubt about that but was it a construct or was it simply just an apparition made to make her think she had a cock? Regardless, what surprised her was how her body reacted whenever Juliette slid her digits along the length and squeezed the tip.

A gasp escaped her lips while Juliette giggled, "Something the matter? This is just an illusion, right? You know this and yet a simple touch cannot remove it. You care confident in my abilities, you are confident in what you see and what you desire, and more than that, your focus has allowed me to slip through and toy with you in the most wondrous ways. This is your cock Mara and my, doesn't it feel nice?"

She had a response ready along the lines of telling Juliette exactly where she could stick this illusion but instead, she squeaked as the mink began to stroke the shaft. Her body kept on trembling against the mixture of cold and warmth, her chest rising and falling while Juliette toyed with one nipple and bit her ear ever so carefully. What mired her mind in fog the most was the fact that she could feel every move of those soft and slender digits along her shaft. Mara had even begun to think of it as her cock in genuine even though she knew it was an illusion. This must have been some sort of domination and yet, hadn't the mink said they were very similar disciplines? Part of her figured that she could break out of it very easily but what would be the fun in that? Instead, Mara began humping the hand pleasuring her, grinding against it while mewling, trembling as she experienced the pleasure of having a cock for the first time. Part of her wanted to know what it would feel like pounding into someone, breeding them nonstop and she even wondered how it might be if she had one of these all the time. It might've felt nice, it would have even been a good excuse to dress a different way and suddenly, she found herself shaking violently, her cock throbbing like made while cum shot out from the tip just as the illusion of her shaft faded away leaving her with the sensation rolling through her body still. She would have fallen back on the bed if it weren't for the mink pressing against her.

Juliette giggled, "Good. Isn't it a nice feeling? Of course, I want to feel nice too."

Before she could ask what she could do in exchange for such a wonderful feeling, her mouth was taken by soft lips. Mara trembled as her chest was squeezed just a bit harder, the other hand that had been tending to the illusion now sliding between her thighs and drifting close to her heat. The blankets were open allowing cool air to mix with the warmth of the interaction. Lips melded together and Mara did not shy away from leaning up to part her lips and let her tongue begin a sweet dance with Juliette's. Cool air brushed against her chest but did not affect her as much as warm digits toyed with her nipples and heat rising from between her legs resting up at the top of her head creating a situation where the cold she felt never penetrated her body. Mara wasn't inexperienced and despite melting to the mink's touch, she still knew that she had things to do. She moved a hand between the mink's legs to take hold of that firm shaft, squeezing it gingerly and passing her digits up and down while still finding herself confounded that it felt so real despite being an illusion.

She didn't hesitate in groping, in feeling and squeezing on that lovely cock, tugging on it and giving herself to the illusion in full. Her hunger had been set on having a moment with her mentor but she realized that would have to wait, besides, it wasn't as if Juliette wasn't an interest. She was a bit odd to talk to but full of knowledge and had a kind of beauty that she could not deny. Mara dipped closer to the kiss, tugged just a bit harder while Juliette broke their kiss to sigh and moan, her body trembling in response as a line of spittle between their lips broke apart.

"Would you mind putting those precious lips of yours to work?" Juliette asked with a purr.

Mara nodded and Juliette gave her thighs and chest one last squeeze before getting up. She bent over and grabbed onto her rear, squeezing and spreading it wide to display a puckered ring. The feline did not shy away from the desire and instead leaned in to plant her mouth against it with gusto, tongue coming out to drag against it slowly. Both of her hands moved to grasp at different parts of the mink's body. She barely touched the shaft, letting her digits trail over the surface while her other hand squeezed and kneaded each of those heavy orbs. After properly glazing that hole, Mara pushed her tongue inside, dipping deep as her nose pushed against the base of the mink's tail causing her to yelp and sigh, a loud grown bringing sparks down her spine. Mara kept on licking while tugging, wondering how it might feel to have that thing plunged inside of her. Would it feel real? Would the illusion break? Even now her curiosities were only urging her forward and deeper into whatever spell that the mink had cast. Those moans and sighs were certainly making it harder to pull away.

Just when she was going to bring her mouth off the mink's ass, clawed digits grabbed the back of her head to keep her face buried. Perhaps there were a few folk who would have gotten irritated with the motion but Mara only felt the heat within her blossoming in response as her tongue kept on moving. She loved being tugged and pulled around by those brave enough to do it. To her, it was better when her partners were powerful enough to simply do as they desired because it let her know that she was wanted, that she was needed and it felt damn validating for it to happen. Little moans and sighs began to grow into hissed breaths that held tiny curses meant for her to understand her value.

"I did not think a kitten like yourself would be such a slut but here you are with your tongue buried in my ass while you purr from the fact that I hold your face against my rump. My, I bet you would have let me have my way with you if I was forward in the first place, would you not?" Came the mink's lustful voice.

Mara's mouth was allowed to pull away for a second, digits at the back of her head gripping through the fur while she breathed out, "I would have. You could have dominated me when you had the chance and I would have purred like a fool. I've already been collared and controlled once before and I loved every second."

Juliette sighed, "My, what a dangerous love you have. Well, I won't use any fancy spells to control you, dear but I'll absolutely do whatever I want with your body." The mink then let go of her head, turning around to slap that thick cock onto her face while purring, "Is this what you want? One of these to slam inside of you without relent and then breed you? Bet you would have your mentor's child if he really pressed for it, wouldn't you?"

Her cheeks burning but her eyes drifted down to half-lidded and dreamy slits while she purred, "Yes."

Soft digits stroking through the back of her head along with her own desires compelled her to lick and suckle on those fat orbs held before her while the mink sighed aloud, "Then let me breed you kitten, let me make you mine for now before I toss you back out. Bend over for me and lift that tail."

Trembling, Mara took her lips away from the mink's balls as Juliette backed up allowing her to turn and bend over with her chest to the soft covers and her rear pointed out toward the cold. Her tail hiked up along with her hips as she pressed her face to the bed while she fantasized about simply letting someone put their seed in her and force her to remain without protection, force her to keep away from concoctions that would keep her from getting knocked up. It was a dangerous fantasy but Mara was practically drooling over the thoughts.

A firm tip began to poke against her warm folds, her body freezing in anticipation as she sucked in a breath and prepared herself. She felt digits wrapping around the base of her tail and tugging just as the head of the cock slid inside bit by bit. Her toes curled, her claws sunk into the blanket while she uttered a sweet sigh that got just a bit louder as the mink eased deeper inside. It felt far too real to be an illusion and yet, why would the mink lie to her? Regardless, she moaned as she felt Juliette thrust deep inside of her, the tip kissing her further spot before the mink began to pound inside of her in genuine. The hand at the base of her tail was using it like a crank, tugging her back with every thrust causing the collision of hip on ass to clap loud enough that she wondered if anyone would hear it outside of the large dorm. Mara gasped as the back of her head was grabbed, digits looping through the fur to tug while the mink's head came down to kiss and bite on her neck. She trembled with every push, her insides clenching on that hard shaft further and further until she felt like she was going to milk it. That's what she wanted though. She wanted the thrill of draining a cock into her cunt and keeping that seed for its intended purpose. That too, was validation.

Mara was in love with the thought of receiving some sort of proof of her proficiency in bed and intimacy. She was getting better at viewing her body as beautiful but it helped to have someone pound the ever living daylights out of her until she could barely breathe. Breeding just made it all the more real as a pregnancy would leave a true mark on her that she would have trouble getting rid of. There was a part of her that wanted to ask Ridel to knock her up, a part of that wanted to ask Wel to do it whenever they got back but she would never ask for it like that. She didn't really want a child right now but her instincts and desire for validation were pushing her toward dangerous thoughts but this was just an illusion, right? She could play out any little fantasy she wanted.

And so, she gasped aloud, "Knock me up, fuck me until I'm fat with your seed and make me yours, please!"

Juliette paused for a second but soon began pounding in her faster, voice coming out with a quiet hiss, "You make it hard to resist such things. Fine, if that is what you want then I'll make you fat with my royal seed."

The thrusting was harder than before, her face dragged down to the covers while one of the mink's feet came up to plant down on her rear further keeping her pinned while her insides were stretched over and over again. She could feel the tip of that thick thing grazing against her cervix, pushing firmly to cause a mixture of pain and pleasure that shook through her core aided by the tail tugging and constant grind of that thick shaft against her insides. Juliette only slowed down to thrust harder, tip grazing against that furthest point again and again in an attempt to stretch her open all the way until she felt it. The spark of pain of her womb being laid bare, the subtle throb and twitch of a cock fully stuffed within her. Mara mewled aloud, her ears pinning back and her body shaking as she felt her first orgasm striking against her chest.

Juliette did not continue moving, her cock pulsing over and over again while she took her foot off of Mara's rear and leaned down close to whisper, "This is real sweet darling and you're so easy to trick. I told you, you are far too straightforward. So, still, want me to cum inside of you?"

Without hesitation, Mara mewled, "Yes!"

Those bright minty eyes seemed to widen for a second before the mink smirked and leaned back, hips rocking back and forth again for just a few thrusts until hot cum began to pour out inside of her. Whatever cold had been washed over her body disappeared at that point as her insides were flooded with hot cum, her body trembling while her womb drank down every drop of seed. Mara purred and groaned mewling for more while rocking her hips back and forth, the mink sighing and tugging on her tail to help Mara's movements until the flood stopped.

A collective sigh rose with a bout of mist from their mouths mixing with the cool air as Juliette pulled out slowly. That was real cum flooding her insides, real cum that would put her at risk unless she did something. She turned on her back a sweating mess, purring while her digits moved down to rub over her crotch and bathe in the bliss. Juliette was reaching under the bed for something and pulled out a flask, popping it open and draining it. She tossed it aside without a care in the world and her cock rose to full erection again before it could fully go flaccid. Mara blinked but did not complain when Juliette went atop of her, lips crashing together as her legs were pulled apart and brought up so Juliette was on the bed and over her, pressing down as her cock slid back inside.

Thankfully, she had made sure there was nothing else to do for this day. Mara was taken in several positions starting with that mating press. Her body was held down and plowed, hip to hip as their mouths melded together. The covers had been brought over them creating a shield from the cold and an insulator for their heat. Mara could not think about pulling away at any moment and she loved every second of being bred so thoroughly. Her mind was blank and she thought of nothing but continuing to grind her hips up against the older student, her body trembling as she felt another wave of cum pouring inside of her. Whatever that potion was, it kept Juliette hard enough that she could simply turn Mara over onto her side and grab her leg before slamming inside over and over again. Mara felt another orgasm soon hitting her, sweat dripping to the covers as her body was used without stop. Another flood of cum hit her insides at some point, and Juliette pulled out much to her disappointment. The covers were moved aside at that point to let the mink sit on her face, sweaty balls smothering her nose while she commanded Mara to lick. She did so without complaint, clearing the beads of sweat on the mink's ass before her tongue was forced to move to the balls, catching each droplet while purring and hoping for more of that pounding.

Just when her lips were freed, her mouth was filled with the mink's cock, hips grinding down to her face over and over again while Juliette held her wrists above her head. The binding wasn't needed but to be held in such a position felt good enough to purr. Juliette's orgasms came faster but with higher volume thanks to that odd concoction and it wasn't long before the mink was pulling out of her mouth and painting her face with a heavy load that caused her to tremble as the warmth practically sunk inside of her. Juliette wasn't done with her yet, though. Mara's body was dragged up and onto the mink's lap, cock slamming deep inside while Juliette told her to move, and so she started bouncing on the mink's lap, sighing and groaning to the air while her ass was grabbed and used as leverage to help slam her down over and over again. The mink's claws moved over her thighs at some point to grip and tear through portions of the legging, her mouth opening to gasp but in pure delight at the feeling of her insides being pounded so thoroughly again. One more load of cum, one more flood of royal seed struck her before the mink wrapped her arms around Mara tight, holding her in place for a few moments before falling back to the bed with a sigh.

Together, beneath the covers, they passed out. The next day, Mara woke up sore but with thoughts of warmth still hitting her mind and body. Juliette graciously allowed her to use the private bath and together, they washed off. Mara got back into her robes in the main room while ignoring the cold as best as she could, at the same time, the mink was holding a flask in front of her face when she popped her head out the top of her robes.

"Here. To prevent a little royal kitten from popping up." Said the mink with a grin, "Of course, you could just not take it."

Mara frowned and grabbed the flask, popping it open before shivering, "Almost, if you would have kissed me and commanded me I might've let that happen."

She then drained it down before the command happened, the mink giggling as Mara waved her off and headed out of the room. She could feel her heart thumping wildly at what happened despite the fact that her body was sore as hell. Perhaps it was the soreness that was aiding in this but more than that it was the fact that she had genuinely almost come close to being bred. Was that all it took? A forceful touch? Yes. That was all it took. She trembled and kept on going until she reached the office of her mentor. She knocked on the door and headed inside once she heard his voice.

"Ah, Mara." He said in greeting before smiling, "What brings you here?"

With a small smile, she walked around his desk and remembered what the mink said before sighing, "Well, I spent an entire day and night with Juliette if you must know and it wasn't all business. I'm afraid she played quite the trick on me too."

Ridel frowned, "I knew I should have sent you to someone else...Tell me, what would it be that she did to you?"

Mara grabbed her robes and lifted them to reveal the torn leggings and lack of underwear, the mark of fertility placed at her crotch. Ridel's eyes grew wide and he reached to touch her crotch, tracing the mark before looking at her. The mark sparked to the touch as any magic would and Mara nodded quietly in answer.

With an ever-deepening expression, the rat muttered, "I'll talk to her later but first we should remove this."

Quietly, she said, "You could always use it for yourself and make sure that your seed gets there first."

Ridel's cheeks blossomed with color beneath the grey while he coughed, "I don't know if that would be appropriate."

Mara then beamed, "So it was that easy, huh?"

The old rat raised a brow and traced a digit along the mark again before focusing as hard as he could on it, a spark of blue light coming from his digit before he gasped, "You little trickster!"

She resisted the urge to laugh as the mark faded away, nothing more than a fun illusion but she kept her robes lifted as she purred, "She taught me a lot, sir. Would you maybe want to review with me?"

Ridel cleared his throat and rose in his seat while muttering, "Perhaps."

And so, Mara dropped her robes and played another trick on her precious mentor, talking about all the things she learned about Illusions and nothing else. She figured it was a good way to get back at him for that kiss on the cheek and nothing else. Plus, if he got too riled up to control himself then it would be to her benefit. For now, she felt like she was truly gaining a grasp on illusion and trickery.