For a moment, she thought it hadn't worked. As Sin spun to face her, his babble of words draining from his lips just as before, she mentally frowned. Phae had been attractive before the Goddess had given her magic, having perfected her craft for years. She had ensnared a stallion who was not only gay, but viewed her as a sister! How was this one able to evade her natural charms and her magic? Briefly, before Sin's words began to dry up, she wondered if perhaps he was one of those stallions, who was...what was the word? Sell-a-something? The one where they weren't interested in anybody...That might explain it.

But then she watched as her magic finally took hold - or perhaps he simply stopped fighting it, and was allowing himself to be pulled under. The feeling of his eyes roaming over her body with a new-found purpose, sent chills down her spine, and caused her belly to warm with a deliciously physical sensation. Moving forward, she tossed her forelock from her eyes, batting them slightly as she did so, feigning naivety. Her sea-green gaze widened as if she was ensure of what to do, finding herself in such close proximity with a stallion. Of course this couldn't be farther from the truth, but Phaedra liked to play to her audiences tastes. Something told her, that even under the guise of her magic, that this one would not take too kindly to the aggressive approach.

Continuing to move forward and slightly to Sin's left, she extended her left wing, drawing her longest flight feather close to his wither. With a delicate touch, she let the feather dance above his skin, trying to heighten the sense of anticipation that he would feel physically. Passing by his flank, she finally lowered the creamy feather, running it in soft motions across his barrel. This motion normally elicited pleasurable shivers, although she had no idea if it would be amplified at all by the use of her magic. Moving behind him and to his right, all the while meaning to trace her wingtip against him, maintaining contact, she sighed softly, as she moved shoulder-to-shoulder on his right side.

"Why darling, you've not told me your name" She cooed with a silvery laugh, completing her circuit around him, and moving to stand in before him again. Her neck curved subtly - but enough that it accentuated her fine arabian curves, and slender andalusian proportions. she made soft 'tsking' sounds under her breath, as she tilted her head to the side, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous and delighted light.

How far could this go? Would he do whatever she said? Was this purely physical, or had her magic infected some emotional part of him as well? Would the effects linger, or would her memory fade, once her magic had? The uses in terms of gaining information as per her rank within the Grey, were exciting, yet they did not compare with the blissfully and wholly encompassing feeling of being desired, that this was having on her. Would they all look at her, that way Sin was now? And if she used her magic on one who already desired her - Tolio, or Apollo - what then?


[I love Sin. <3]