[ Akua swallows a half-groan of frustration when Hayame's fingers slipped out of her, but it only sounds like need when she voiced it, a soft groan that escaped against Hayame's mouth, instead of frustration, bereft as she was of that touch that had been so good, exactly what she needed. She felt it, that heat that coiled in her belly, the way it sparked a fire between her legs, a surge of heat and warmth, and wet that made her want to squirm, and when Hayame's fingers returned, her sigh was pleasured, and pleased. ]
Yes, it's wonderful.
[ She admitted, her tone soft, and sated, even as her body moved against her fingers, not satisfied with only being given what she wanted, she was Praesi, she would take it, too.
Her soft gasps were loud, even as their breaths were louder, and the slick sounds of both hers and Hayame's arousal was almost vulgar in how loud it was. Or perhaps the room was simply silent, otherwise. Her fingers arched, like a weaver, plucking at strings, one to play with Hayame's nipple still, gentle teases now that she knew what she liked, and her other artfully strummed her magic. She could make Hayame feel pleasantly full — or more if she liked — and the gentle swipes up against her clit whenever it was free for her to press and brush against. She swiped at it, and pressed it, and pinched gently, rubbed it when she could, with her magic, the sensations were... unique like this, but her sorcery was adapt enough to allow her this.
Against her mouth, she murmured — ]
Do you like this?
[ She assumed so, but well. It is good to make certain. ]
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Yes, it's wonderful.
[ She admitted, her tone soft, and sated, even as her body moved against her fingers, not satisfied with only being given what she wanted, she was Praesi, she would take it, too.
Her soft gasps were loud, even as their breaths were louder, and the slick sounds of both hers and Hayame's arousal was almost vulgar in how loud it was. Or perhaps the room was simply silent, otherwise. Her fingers arched, like a weaver, plucking at strings, one to play with Hayame's nipple still, gentle teases now that she knew what she liked, and her other artfully strummed her magic. She could make Hayame feel pleasantly full — or more if she liked — and the gentle swipes up against her clit whenever it was free for her to press and brush against. She swiped at it, and pressed it, and pinched gently, rubbed it when she could, with her magic, the sensations were... unique like this, but her sorcery was adapt enough to allow her this.
Against her mouth, she murmured — ]
Do you like this?
[ She assumed so, but well. It is good to make certain. ]