Eira answered Lily with a shuddering whimper of pleasure -- no words, not at first, as she found herself filling her hands with her own breasts, kneading them, pinching her stiffening nipples while the Aviari woman wrung ecstasy from her inexperienced body with fingers and lips and tongue. But as Lily sank those slender fingers up inside her, she moaned out a desperate,<span style="color: magenta">"Gods, yes,"</span>as her belly clenched and her back arched.<span style="color: magenta"> "I... <i>more</i>."<br/>
</span><br/>The last word was half-pleading, half-demanding, and all thrall to the fae magic. She lingered a smoldering look back at Lily, meeting the other woman's eyes while spreading her legs a little wider. All her doubts and dignity had just fallen away in a crimson fog; all that mattered in this moment was pleasure. Receiving, for sure, but also giving: she snaked a hand down from her breast to reach for Lily as the Avari touched another hot kiss upon her button.<span style="color: magenta">"I want it, want you,"</span>she begged, her body wracked with shivering as her climax neared.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>