The witch woman smiles and rubs her lover's back comfortingly, dispelling her spells one by one as she does so. Slowly, the warrior-woman's body fades back into view, towering over Sheraile even when she's sitting in the purple-haired woman's lap. Or perhaps especially so.<br/><br/>Once that spell is unraveled, the witch reverts her own body back to its normal form, her cock slowly shrinking down and reverting back to her normal feminine sex; fast enough that it doesn't take all night, but slow enough that her lover can keep from spilling her seed. Of course, the slow movement is enough to make her shiver and twitch again inside of the fighter... but she manages to behave. Mostly, anyway... but really, does a quick, gentle tweak to her lover's nipples really count at this point?<br/><br/>"Shh, love..." Sheraile tilts her head back to plant a string of kisses on Aquila's cheeks and lips, letting her fingers explore the big woman's muscles. "You did absolutely wonderfully... and yes, lets go to bed."<br/><br/>Sheraile urges the big woman to her feet, and then leads her back to the bed. It takes a moment for her to find the covers- after all, they're still invisible. And she intends to leave them that way... after all, it's such a pleasant view. She does use a bit of prestidigitation to make sure the covers are dry when they pull them on, though.<br/><br/>Still teasing, she "pushes" the big woman down onto the bed, and then pounces happily down into her arms before pulling the invisible coverlet up over them.<br/><br/>"See?" She says, nuzzling close. "That wasn't so bad... in fact, I'd bet you had fun."