Shuddering, Ivy let herself be pulled closer, her breathing coming harder and faster. She wrapped her legs around Milia's waist, and a groan escaped her lips as Milia's fingers slid up her spine. Muscles were loosening in some places, but growing more tense in others as she was teased. She swallowed hard, then whispered softly, trying to ignore the part of her telling her not to say it. "I...I was...d-designed...to not be able...to calm down, until I...c-climaxed..."