Emma gulped again as she watched the fingers move around...it was hard to ignore them. It was hard to ignore the beauty that just<i>radiated</i>from the mageling! She didn't even register the other hand patting the cushion beside Syrisa till a few moments later. She shook her head and started to curse herself for keeping her guard down...but who could blame her? No one would have been able to<i>not</i>be stunned by that dress.<br/><br/>She walked on shaky legs to the couch and sat down beside Syrisa. Though, she didn't do just that. Upon glancing at the dress again, she couldn't help herself. A hand came over the mageling's hand while the other went to her lap. She squeezed both the hand and the thigh as she turned to look into the other woman's eyes. Her mouth opened and closed multiple times, as if she was trying to say something...but either couldn't find the words or couldn't find the wind to speak.<br/><br/>It was then that she sighed and spoke quickly,"You look beautiful." And then pressed her lips to Syrisa's giving her a loving and soft kiss before breaking it a short moment and blushed, still captivated by the way the dress brought out the more attractive features of the mageling. The lithe, but yet still plump, and long legs...her feminine curves...her round and modest chest with soft breasts...her delicate freckles...her pale complexion...just about everything.<br/><br/>She smiled again as the hand on Syrisa's lap moved up and cupped her cheek, helping her gain more confidence as she continued,"So...very...beautiful..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>