For several minutes, Sheraile just lounges in front of the fire, enjoying her lover's "caress" in near silence. She must admit, this is quite a nice idea... but the scent of sex is heavy in the air, and she's not sure how well she'll be able to maintain the ruse without her spells if and when the barmaid comes. Then again, sometimes it's just a matter of making people<em>think</em>magic is involved, rather than actually calling upon her patron unnecessarily...<br/><br/>But that is for then... for now, she satisfies herself with sliding her arms around her lover's torso, fingers exploring that muscled core until they manage to find the woman's mound... and then, further down, her clit. She can't get too creative, due to the angle and the fact that she can't really see what she's doing... but there's something to be said for simply letting the woman gyrate against her, and channeling waves of vibrating magic through her fingers to make sure that the big woman is having a good time.<br/><br/>"Mmm... tell me my love, shall I make it thicker for you? Test your limits now, when you must be quiet as a mouse?"