Pip lies back on the altar, fully absorbed in his work.
[Activate Divine Touch Lv. 1]
Lula grinds steadily against his lap, hips rolling in perfect sync with his, the rhythm punctuated by the moist slap~ of thighs against metal and a low, dragon-throated groan of pure delight.
[Thrust Output: 30%... 50%... 80%... 120%...]
[Wind Manipulation Lv. 1]
[Water Manipulation Lv. 2]
[Nature Manipulation Lv. 2]
Penelo hovers above them both on a spinning cushion of air, tendrils of water and pulsing, verdant vine-light slithering across her skin, weaving over every point of pressure and pleasure the bunny-kin carries. One tendril curls slow and deliberate around her thigh while another traces cool, teasing circles up her spine, and she arches into the sensation with a breathless little mewl~, floppy ears twitching with every pulse of magic.
