"Use it," commands Thorn absentmindedly. "You're very good, but I see no reason not to make it better."

"Mm-hmm..."

She's a little clumsy with the massage wand at first, but figures out the trick to apply pressure with it soon enough.

Thorn mmmmmmmms. "That's goooood. It makes me feel all soft and tender."

"Perfect."

Lenora hums a little as she works. Thorn sang for her, so this is fine. It's nice to do something nice. Eventually she moves on to Thorn's legs, and after that she says, "Flip over, I think your front could use a massage too."

Thorn blushes, but complies. Her eyes track the end of the massager, very aware of just how much sensation it's able to produce.

Heee. Lenora pauses to take off her shirt, though the bra stays on.

"Tell me if I should stop~"

She does actually massage Thorn's front for a few minutes, hands and wand both. Albeit occasionally leaning down to kiss her. And then the hands and wand starts straying closer to certain areas. Not quite touching them yet though.

Thorn laughs. "Not at all anywhere near stopping. You might want to drink a Potion of Empathy though. It would make it more fun. For both of us."

"Ooh, yes..."

Give her that potion back, please, o glass control tablet. And some of the cinnamon perfume too, actually. She spritzes perfume onto herself.

Lenora taps the empathy potion bottle thoughtfully and asks, "...What is your opinion on surprises in this context?"

"I trust you." 

"Heee. Ooh, good."

She downs the potion of empathy, and finds it pretty intuitive to send the feeling of how attractive Thorn looks on the massage table.

"Mmmmm... What I thought of first might be a tiny bit much to just surprise you with though. Want to hear it, or want me to just do it even knowing that?"

"Now you've got me wanting a challenge. Hit me."

"Okay~ Close your eyes."

There is the sound of Lenora undressing, and fiddling with the glass tablet a bit, and then the massage table changes under Thorn. Lenora spreads something with not quite the same consistency as massage oil over her front, and gently over her face (interspersed with kisses). Then Lenora makes a slightly surprised sound - there's the sound of another bottle being picked up and poured on something, and a slight squelching with a pleased 'hmmm' from Lenora, and then footsteps, and the massage table shifting a bit as Lenora climbs up onto it.

"Here we go. You can look." And- Her legs are pushed gently apart and Lenora moves her hips forward and something warm and hard and slick slowly penetrates her, and Lenora moans in a low voice as it does.

"Mm? Oh.~" 

She pulls Lenora in and kisses her, her tongue made more dextrous by the scarf she's wearing. It just seems to be the thing to do.

Lenora falls right into the kisses, putty to Thorn's tongue. She remembers the empathy potion after a bit and sends how Thorn just looks so amazing and perfect and captivating and this was the best decision and her perfect girlfriend being tight around her is a wonderfulamazing new sensation and Thorn Thorn Thorn she's with her indescribably beautiful girlfriend and everything is perfect right now even though she's hardly even moving-

Thorn kisses Lenora very thoroughly, and clenches a little, and runs her hands through her hair and down her back. She gasps a bit when the empathystream hits her, it's a lot, but she catches herself and kisses Lenora more for it. Now she's wishing she had taken one of those potions too.

"I used the oil of fascination. It's amazing how much attention I can pay to you."

After a little bit of basking - okay, a fair bit of basking - Lenora starts moving again.

The sensations from the seamless strapon are apparently good enough to make her orgasm. She can't imagine Thorn is far behind.

She keeps moving for a little while on the overwhelming immersion of it, but soon she's satiated for now and it's too intense to continue-

She rolls to the side and dopily, happily, stares at Thorn.

Thorn gets to experience two orgasms, one reflected from Lenora, the second her own response to that reflected intensity. She moans prettily and drowns in Lenora a bit herself and finally cuddles up with her afterwards. 

"I love you," she says, putting all the inflection of her enchanted voice behind it. 

"I love you, too."

"You know, we ended up on a date in the Rose Bowers. Hannah would smirk at us."

"Hannah would absolutely smirk at us. But it was worth it."

"It waaas." Lenora is still staring. "I wonder how long the oil of fascination lasts. It's nice but kind of distracting now that I'm all- Afterglowy... I think there was something to cancel the other potions but I can't be bothered to look for it really."

Thorn reaches and gets a vial of canceller from the central flower. 

"This should solve that," she says, and pours it down her front. It clings, fizzes, and evaporates taking the oil of fascination with it.

Lenora takes off the strapon, it's starting to feel weird in open air. She snuggles up.

"...Wouldn't mind, mm, turnabout. In a few minutes."

"Ooh. Yeah, I think I can manage that. If I can pry myself off my lovely girlfriend for long enough to do the preparations."

"No rush. And... I might not want to do that too often. It was kind of a lot. Don't regret it, though."

"And we have yet but scratched the surface," Thorn says. "I think... I think I could get used to this. This kind of intensity, carefully curated and selected. It scratches an itch."