Upon hearing that tone, Emma realized...this wasn't her imagination...this was Syrisa's magic! The mage whelp had tricked her! She felt a brief flash of anger, but it quickly went back to the state of lust and pleasure, enjoying the feel. Syrisa wanted to hear Emma moan? Well...she was certainly moaning now thanks to the ghostly hands on her...and the soothing and relaxing Syrisa's bathing her didn't help.<br/><br/>She could only whimper out,"Y-y-y-you're...e-evil..." But that was all she could manage before she was back to a moaning mess. Though she didn't like to be tricked, it still felt good and Emma had past 'evils' that she pulled on the mageling to repent for...it was only fair. And, again...she wanted this relationship to be based on love more than getting revenge on each other.<br/><br/>So she took it as Syrisa bathed her, biting her lip...but that didn't stop her from squirming and moaning and whimpering underneath the mageling's touch. She had to admit, though it being a little uncomfortable that she had to submit to someone, it still felt very, very good. All she could think about was the ghostly hands, Syrisa's bathing ministrations, and the desire to end this bath so that they both could just have some hot, messy, and unmasked fucking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>