The smile Emma favoured her with before their lips met again carried a certain mischief that Syrisa found both intoxicating and worrisome. She did not care about that now though as kissing Emma was a much more enjoyable affair. The heat and softness of her lips and the agile advances of her tongue made the mage shiver anew in pleasure. Soft, plaintive whimpers slipped out of the young girl's mouth when Emma deepened the kiss, dominantly plundering the willing mouth of her little toy. As usual, when Emma pulled back, Syrisa was gasping for breath and smiling a rather drunken looking grin.<br/><br/>The grin faded into a wide oval as she gasped as the shock of the toy slipping slowly and carefully from her. When the flared head popped free, it was accompanied by a shameful rush of wetness from the still somewhat gaping opening. The mageling's nethers were reddened and puffy from Emma's enthusiasm but Syrisa seemed not to mind, panting softly as she fought to calm her racing pulse. Shame was written on her face as the toy, still jutting proudly out from between Emma's thighs, practically drooled her wetness onto the floor. While Emma slid the toy out of her, Syrisa could only watch and take in every perfect inch of her guardian's luscious body.<br/><br/>Her blush deepened when Emma reminded her that the food would be there soon. She stood up, and quickly cleaned herself up, managing to look mostly presentable in a matter of minutes. Her robe felt unbearably coarse against her sensitized skin and she vowed to herself that it would be off again as soon as the servants left after delivering their food. She closed the door to her bedroom so that they might not notice the scent of sex in the air and sat on the other couch. She watched Emma with a false look of clam on her delicate features. She tried to keep up the appearance that nothing had transpired between them, even though she wanted nothing more than to have another chance to feel that toned naked body against her. Even being called Emma's slut only served to arouse her further.<span style="color: indigo">"No Emma, that's our little secret, I want you all to myself."</span>She said with a mischievous smile. She was hoping that there would be a break after they ate, so she could memorize her new spell and try it out on her lover. She shivered at the thought and all the thoughts that led to.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>