Atelia raises her hand before her mouth, looking at the glistening sticky pool of Maplepink's nectar , and smiles.<br/><br/>"You really are excited, aren't you, sweet, beautiful Maplepink?"<br/><br/>The fiendbinder then licks her hand clean, sucking on each individual finger to get the last few drops of sweet essence, her own cleft dripping with desire, and her body tingling where the fiend's nipples rub against her. After that, she kisses Maplepink's lips, wrapping one arm around her and giving one buttock a gentle squeeze.<br/><br/>"Now, do you think we should all go and fetch your sister, see if she's finished playing with the nymph?"