Sheraile smiles at her lover's pleas.... she had asked her to get loud, after all. And Aquila is nothing if not dutiful.<br/><br/>"You're starting to make me wish I'd crafted a larger cock, love." The witch grins, straightens, and takes a step back. For a split second, the fading remnants of her heels' click against the wooden floor is the only sound in the room... and then she's muttering another one of her little pleasure spells. When she steps forward to press the head of her sex against her lover's anxiously-awaiting rosebud, it's already starting to drip pre-cum... making sure that there will be ample lubrication for what comes next.<br/><br/>"Now, remember love..." The witch toys with her purple hair as she playfully presses her hips forward once or twice, letting her body just barely stop short of entering her lover's. "You're off duty, and no one can hear you scream... so I'm going to be making use of this gorgeous ass until your knees give out and I'm drenched in your cum..."<br/><br/>She laughs sweetly, and slowly wraps her fingers around her lover's hips... and then<em>drives</em>forward, her heels making two sharp smacking sounds against the wooden floor of the room as she buries herself deep into her lover's bowels.<br/><br/>"Aaanh!" Sheraile moans in pleasure at the feeling of her lover's body around hers, and for a moment worries that her own release will come right here and now... but she manages to hold out. For a moment, then, she simply sits and enjoys tightness, the way her lover's body seems to hold her in place... and then it's off to the races. Aquila had asked for it hard... and Sheraile intends to make sure she gets it. She rocks her hips back and forth so fast that she can feel and hear the smack of her lover's ass-cheeks against her lower belly... hell, she can hear the creak of the bed's frame starting  to move!