"I know you do, and if you're good, you'll get to~"  Her voice practically dripped honey into Elisabeth's ear.  Truth be told, the catgirl knew that she was going to do it anyway, given their particular dynamic, but she felt empowered just by saying it.  Then came the followup, the soft moaning from the mage woman about what she did want.  Well, she was certainly going to oblige.<br/><br/>"Good girl," Musubi replied.  "Good, naughty girl."  Her hands gripped Elisabeth's breasts for purchase, and with a push forward, she slowly started to spear the mage woman's backdoor on the synth-flesh accessory.  Musubi pushed all the way in, up to the bottom (no pun intended).  "There.  Now, good girls get rewarded.  Are you going to be a good girl?"  She jostled it inside the Englishwoman.<br/><br/>"Are you going to moan and scream, tell me how much you love it, and not hold anything back?"  She started to slowly slide out of her, dragging it at a deliberately slow pace.