Vara rubbed back against him as he teased her slit and that sensitive nub of nerves that ached for his touch.  She arched a brow when he mentioned that he had done this sort of thing before.  If she had ever had someone watch her, she was not aware of it.  She felt the connection extend and again she welcomed it, moaning as she felt him slip fully into her.<br/><br/>The spirits around them seemed somewhat calmer, but also curious and bristling.  If Vara had any presence of thought, she might have wondered if they were somehow impacted by the connection she shared with Geraint.  But her mind was on her partner, crystal blue eyes met his.  She could feel the remnants of his beast, and it only caused her arousal to grow.  Blackvayne’s darkness had never been alluring to her, but something about the way her energy played against Geraint’s, she waned to know more about every side of him.<br/><br/>She moved against him, her hands running firmly over the expanse of his back, continuing downward until she could grip the flesh of his ass and pull him into her.  The pleasure echoed back to her, building on the tether between them, flowing back and forth.  Her back arched and the ends of her hair dipped into the tub, like twisting black bits of ink.  “Yes, right there...Yes.”  She cried out, wanting more, needing more.