When her light-hearted teasing made Emma smile, Syrisa could not help but do the same. Emma's smile, both the bright ute grin and her devious smirk, made the smaller redhead feel all melty and tingly inside. She wanted so badly to kiss those lips and to feel them on her skin. Syrisa herself was beginning to question the wisdom of going out. She was not concerned about going amongst all the people, that was an area she was comfortable in. No, the mageling was concerned that she would become unbearably aroused while they were out.<br/><br/>She thought back to the first incident when Emma had cruelly tugged her underwear up and then walked her to the shop. The thought made it hard to focus and even when Emma's strong hands gripped her ass through the material of her dress, pulling her from her thoughts, she could not stop thinking about Emma. She moaned and clung to the warrior, her hips undulating softly. She knew that she would have to change her panties before they left. "Is there any style you would like for your hair. I must admit I have only had to worry about myself and I am not sure what to do." she pouted, trying to puzzle out how to style her lover's beautiful hair.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>