Even<em>during</em>the explosive orgasm, Musubi could still<em>feel</em>the thick synthskin tool plowing away into her, not stopping until she could go on no longer, the extended release of her body able to be prolonged no more.  This left a rather satisfied catgirl pressed up against the glass, panting heavily, her eyes fully open and staring at her reflection in the mirror.  She was vaguely aware of the sensation of Elisabeth's...fun-time implement, shall we say, being pulled out of her, the tip of it popping out of her with an accompanying<em>squelch</em>sound.  Her body fully relaxed now, only kept up by her arms.<br/><br/>And then she didn't need those anymore, with Elisabeth's strong arm around her, holding her in place, keeping her from just sliding on down to the floor.  "Mew," she softly responded to the praise.  She let the mage woman lead-slash-drag her over to the pillows, resting on her side with the older runner right behind her, holding her in close.  "T-thank you, Elisabeth," she replied, leaning back into her friend's body.  Friend?  Musubi supposed she could call the mage woman that, at the very least.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sub-space?  Not exactly being a D/Ser IRL, I'm afraid I don't understand...</div></div>