Breaking the back of some mighty paladin or other adventurer...  Rose could only assume that Aria meant that in some figurative sense of the words, and that the tiefling didn't actually want to see her cracking the spine of some poor fool who had her wear her Strength Belt to bed.  From the context...  Well, she did wind up with the image of taking some strong, plate-wearing, knightly-type to bed, and then the next day he'd be walking around a little sore from the activity.  Ideally, he'd also be quite satisfied, of course, (anything else might be a little bad for her self-esteem,) but then, that brought up the problem that a plate-wearing, knightly type might not like to have a third party watching...  Or that he might have some difficulty accepting her lover's heritage.<br/><br/>Overall, assuming Rose remembered it afterwards, she'd have to ask Aria what she meant by that particular comment.<br/><br/>"Ahhhhhh... Ariaaa!"  A twist of her lover's hips caused that tail of hers to plunge in particularly deep, a rough thrust causing the other woman's name to spring to her lips unbidden.  She had the presence of mind to recognize her own name being called out in response, to identify the tones of pleasure in that voice, the way the other woman was purring from the pleasure of it all...  Before she could say anything more suitable, though, she felt her partner's hand slip along her thigh, move up higher and further inward.  It soon reached her core, and with just a little stimulation, her own heat spiked, went over the edge...  "Nnnnh...!  Aria, I'm...  I'm about to...  Aannnhhhh...!"<br/><br/>Afterwards, the shifter wasn't left laying back, panting and trying to catch her breath.  Still freshly-stimulated, the tiefling would undoubtedly be able to work her to another climax with very little effort, if she chose to do so.  The wanderer didn't plan on giving her companion that choice, though.  Now that she was starting to come down from that pleasure, she had a few moments of concentration, and that was all she really needed to take charge of the situation.  Just focus, picture the destination in her mind...  And teleport.<br/><br/>An instant later, they were in the room with the billiards table, and Rose was sitting back on one of the couches with Aria still atop her.  Not for long, though, as she soon pushed the tiefling down onto those leather cushions, pressing her lips to the other woman's and, this time, thrusting forward her own tongue, taking the initiative, rather than sitting back and letting her partner come to her.  The shifter's arms were on her lover's shoulders, keeping her pinned to the couch, for the moment.<br/><br/>"Mmmmh...  Now then, I believe one of the other fantasies on your list was scissoring?"  She questioned, grinning down at the other woman.  "For something like that, I thought a slightly softer surface might be more to our mutual enjoyment.  Of course, if you'd prefer to go about your list in order, I could always try bending you over that billiards table...  As you can see, they make them at about waist height, so I'd think it would suit our needs perfectly."