<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/DGndMfz.jpg)</div><br/>Tagging: Lyra, Lilliana<br/><br/>Ebony glanced over her shoulder at her pink kitten as she begged for clothing, "hmmm?" she mused, not quite sure where the girl's clothes even were. Thankfully Lyra seemed to be on top of it, snatching up the tibbits outfit and dangling it just out of her reach, like a bullfighter coaxing a bull to rush in. Amusing as it was to see Lilliana being teased, it did remind her of her own clothing situation. Closing her eyes Ebony would hold up her hand, fingers poised to snap, slowly turning until she was pointing in the exact direction of her home from the bathhouse. She summoned up a swell of pneuma, enough to make her hair gently flutter in a non-existent breeze, and gave a snap of her fingers.<br/><br/>About a minute later Ebony's full outfit would come strolling through the entrance of the bathhouse. Her pants, her top, and even her shoes, they all moved as though they were being worn by an invisible woman, bouncing with each step as they made their way to their owner. Ebony got herself dressed as Lilliana chased for her own clothes. Her top covered from her neck, all the way down to her arms, which would have made it quite conservative if it hadn't left her midriff completely bare and squeezed her large breasts together to form an alluring under-cleavage. It was convenient seeing how most girls who would want to smother themselves in her bosom were shorter than her, meaning the underboob would give them better access. Her "pants" consisted of a belt, a black silk thong, and legs that covered the knees and her inner thighs and almost nothing else, the cut out portions showing off her wide hips and promising any would-be gropers an easy way to slip a hand or two into her crotch. And her shoes came with a heel for some ungodly reason, only making her that much taller. All in all her outfit was designed to look regal and powerful, while actually just being a means of advertising her best features, and in a way it was even sexier than her just being naked.<br/><br/>"you two finished?" she asked, glancing back at the two as she adjusted her collar. Giving them a small smirk she would grab Lilliana from behind and hoist her up into the air and onto her shoulders, giving the girl a view from up high. She would then take Lyra's hands, intimately lacing their fingers together, and would lead them out of the bathhouse. The moment they stepped out of the hot, steamy room the comparatively cool air of the outside would hit them like a wall, "so, where too?" She asked up to her tiny rider, enjoying the feeling of having her face hugged by the girl's soft thighs. As they started walking Ebony would occasionally turn her head to kiss Lilliana's inner thigh, just to remind her how close she was to being able to harness all the girl's pneuma with her tongue. She would also casually run her hand up the back of Lyra's legs, making the her robe rise up, threatening to expose her tight little ass, but would pull away and let it drop back down before actually exposing her, just wanting to tease her a little.