Ink bit her lip as Lara found her way around the fasteners that kept the practically see through lacy garment on her luscious curves. The witch could have teleported it off, could have caused it to burn up, leaving Lara untouched by the flames, could have dissolved it in an instant. But the slow reveal built the suspense and Ink felt herself getting wetter, breath coming more heavy as her eyes took in the majesty of Lara's ample breasts. Her dress had done a good job of hiding just how nicely plump they were and the lacy garment had been snug enough to hide them as well. They might have had similar body types but Lara definitely outdid her in the chest department.<br/><br/>Needless to say, Ink was riveted, eyes roaming as they pleased, desperately resisting the urge to touch her, caress her slender curves. Her neck craned as if trying to reach Lara's chest. As Lara moved down over her once more, she managed to catch one of her nipples in her mouth for a moment, sucking hard so that it came free with a little pop as she moved lower, pressing their bodies flush together. As soon as she gave the go ahead, Ink's questing hands found her flesh, holding her close as another hungry kiss silenced them both for the time being save for the odd muffled moan of pleasure.<br/><br/>Ink was still kissing Lara as the two of them began to rise off the bed, floating in mid air as if they were in space or descending very quickly in an airplane. Ink seemed to be at home in this weightless state, having been in such a position many times under Lady Bevel's sensual ministrations. She broke the kiss, hands on Lara's hips guiding her upwards, Ink's tongue sliding down her neck, kissing the soft swell of her breasts before descending lower, kissing down her belly, eventually finding her way between Lara's legs. Her lips immediately found Lara's pussy, hands holding her thighs so that she was essentially gripping Ink around the head as she floated above the witch.