Lady Bevel enjoyed a sort of aloof dominance. With her magical skills, she could bring someone off without even touching them. While Ink enjoyed using her powers during sex, she still liked the tactile experience, tasting a woman--or man, feeling their body's shudder as she pleasured them.<br/><br/>Their weightlessness caused every shudder and spasm to alter their orientation, turning them gently, gravity no longer having any effect. Curiously, however, they didn't drift away from the bed, which meant there wasn't any danger of accidentally bumping into anything.<br/><br/>Ink's lips and tongue were quite experienced. Lady Bevel enjoyed cunnilingus with her evening tea and Ink was her favorite server. Not only that, but Ink had had her fair share of girlfriends even before meeting the powerful witch. She rolled the dexterous muscle over Lara's clit, letting the buds of her tongue stimulate the needy organ before bringing the tip to rest just on the apex of the little pleasure nub. She swirled it slowly, picking up speed as she went. Her fingers gently probed, rubbing her slit at first before dipping inside. Her free hand moved up to grope Lara's breasts, channeling more energy and delivering little tingly shocks to her skin.