Lelika is soon drawing deep, hurried breaths, but she is still a little behind you and thus can only watch as the waves of the orgasm wash across your body. She continues to work with her fingers, but her efforts are increasingly diverted by her rising pleasure and she eventually stops, allowing her arms to dangle loosely in the water as her body twitches in anticipation. With your careful attention she to is allowed to feel a small part of the ecstasy you do, as hers is not augmented by the distilled essence of liquid pain. The half-elf collapses limply into you, her head lolling to the side on your shoulder, sighing into your ear with fatigued satisfaction.