The mageling's slender hips bucked hard, surging against the gentle stroke of Emma's fingers against her covered mound. Then Syrisa was left again to deal with the state of arousal that her guard had left her in while Emma left the room to get them food. While she was gone, Syrisa sat up and managed to calm her racing heart. Her eyes fell onto the bag of things that Emma had purchased and her eyes narrowed. Would Emma dose her food with something from the bag. She bit her lip but knew that if she brought it up and Emma was innocent that it could ruin the night of passion that was clearly on its way. If Emma had she would probably just lie about it and either way the result would be the same. She just shook her head and tried to retrace the steps that had taken the day where it started to where it was now.<br/><br/>The redhead's thoughts were interrupted when the door opened. She swallowed nervously, seeing the predatory expression on Emma's face as she crawled onto the couch. then she had pushed Syrisa flat onto her back and her hands seemed everywhere at once. Her robe was soon bunched up around her neck, baring her slender modest form to her lover's hungry eyes and questing hands. Emma seemed o be teasing though. Her hands stroked and teased all over her without touching the areas that were truly crying out for attention. Soon the hot and bothered mage was shining up at the teasing blonde.<span style="color: indigo"> "Please Emma, you know what you want to do in the meantime; what I want too. Teasing me like this is simply cruel!"</span>Syrisa's pretty face showed her distress and need too naive and innocent to know how to mask her expression.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>