When Ivy woke, the sheer...need was unbearable. She was tied up, just like she wanted...but where was her mate? She grumbled, squirming against her bonds, which were just barely enough to keep her in place as she growled in frustration...and then she found a weak spot, slipping, squirming, and using flexibility to slip just enough out of the bonds that she could get free!<br/><br/>Slipping out of her bed, Ivy's lust-addled brain considered her options. She needed someone<em>now</em>. And Milia's room was next door.<br/><br/>Without another pause, she moved to the next room and opened the door, if she could.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Athletics 0+5=5