Returning to the bedside, Shiloh studies the two of them in their states of arousal with a boy, defiant smirk.  "Very well... let's see then," she says in a half-voiced purr.  She reaches with one hand to cup Kachina's offered breasts, her eyes narrowed in scrutiny of their heft and shape.  Her hands brush Sigmund's as she squeezes the globes, then presses them against the half-elf's ribcage in a sensuous massage.<br/><br/>No longer content to merely tease, she climbs onto the bed, the knees of her side-laced breeches resting apart from each other as she kneels before the magic-using female and lowers her face to kiss her exposed throat, her mouth working tenderly with kisses and licks that go from Kachina's ear to her shoulder and across her collarbones.  Her hands give up their hold on the girl's breasts, and she presses her own, smaller pair against them-- Kachina can feel their softness under her tunic, the hardened tips able to be felt even through two layers of fabric.<br/><br/>Shiloh's hands caress Sigmund's arms encouragingly, then glide over his chest to his nipples, where her fingertips rake teasingly and caress back over them as if she were working her own magic.