The hound archon is considerably more worn out b the act than Chess is, lying on her back, panting heavily, though she does look up and grin, as the half-drow moves to suck her off, groaning as Chess' lips wrap around her and start sucking. "Nnngh... you're good at that," she says, as she pulls Chess up into a snuggle with her, the much larger archon pulling the smaller woman into her bosom and giving her a tight hug, before relaxing, and stroking her, idly, as they talk. "And of course I do. It's a good thing you have to sleep, or else I might never get a chance to get away," she teases.