So good! Too good... if anything! No really- it was too good.. It motivates her. Affirms her. Lifting from chair, to table. Placing other on, as she makes some space. A lift to dress, a grip to member. Guiding. Pressing. She pulls the thin fabric under skirt aside, and pushes head into heat. Ah...

Pout. Big, pout. A hand to face, with puffed cheeks. Refuting. "Maybe I should-" In fact, she would. Hands moving from covering, to grabbing. Pinching, through fabric. Playing that game, of all things.

A light exhale. A.. laugh? Or maybe small smile. Tickled.

Silly. And tempting. Wiggling so close that hand would seek, absent of mind. A look given, in realization. Perhaps more, as she drifts closer.

"-Not at all." No. But a point. Why doesn't the other.. join-?

💜 ngl, I usually just delete and remake with the same email, personally.

Clean slates are nice imo

One has to give something before getting, hmm?

Guess she should've specified why, huh. The mage just wanted a nice peek, of the other's rear.

-But this works. Thus, her reward. The once worn thong, freshly removed. "Right," The other things too, now. Gently, peeling off.

"Its such an awkward word. Don't make me say it.." Erect as they were, they hardly needed an introduction.

"New tricks?" Uh oh. Did she learn a spell herself?

Their proportions are very.. similar, aren't they?

Hmm.. turn around? She wants to check something. She promises to slip out of thong, after.

Uniquely belittling, you mean.

I mean. Can you guess how cold this is? You could practically see-

Hard to say. She quite literally handed it to her in a box and said nothing more than to wear it.

If she wants, she could take this one, actually. It should fit, right?

...Flattering won't get you another round, bartender.

Funny- she didn't remember paying for this service.. but she sure as won't turn it down-!

Rubbed into, neck would crane to catch that low cut into teeth. Pulling down to really appreciate, as member throbbed under. She might need to move! So the mage could lift dress and they could really have fun~

"I'm in my room. Is there something wrong with that?" As if she'll let herself be lectured by a demon..

..But. If she's going to linger, she'll put ok her own dress as well. No excuses.

Hmm. Her mentor chopped a demon's head off last time, so..

"-Suffocation." Once more. Eyes glaring, at her proximity.

Has her Equine missed her?