Lyla didn't have time to yelp out her surprise as Mirri climaxed, as the juices flooded her face. They were sweet and nearly intoxicating, and Lyla fell back, blinking and gasping for a moment, flexing her hands unconsciously, and moaned as she unintentionally brushed her hands between her own legs. Looking up at Mirri, she asked. "W-would... would you help<em>me</em>? I'm just... ah..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The nibble on her ear sent another pleasant shock through Niarra, and a tiny part of her was wondering why she was letting Alise do this to her. Certainly, she owed the woman, but this was rather more than she'd anticipated doing. And yet... as Alise's hand rubbed over the symbol she'd been marked with, Niarra shuddered, the molten fire within her growing still hotter. She began. "S-she just... latched on. Hard. I don't-"<br/><br/>The magic hit her hard, though, and she paused, 'reconsidering' before shuddering and murmuring. "V-very well... I suppose."