"I think we can take the stairs." Scoop.

She laughs, snuggling into Elana's arms and kissing her neck.

Then back upstairs.

Where Lace does her best to drag Elana down into bed. Slightly complicated by being scooped, of course.

She's a clever girl. She can figure something out.

She figures out a remarkably clever trick with shifting her balance to tumble Elana into the mattress.

Kiss!!!

Kisses!

Wriggly excited Lace! She tangles herself up with her girlfriend, kissing her rather intensely.

"Show me what you want, pretty girl," Elana whispers.

She hums, thoughtful, then pulls her clothes the rest of the way off, then tilts her head back and pulls one of Elana's hands to her neck, folding the fingers of Elana's other hand in a way that mimes casting. 

"Should I use my words, too?" she teases, voice soft.

"In delicate matters of great import, it is best to be clear... Unless you wish the other party to make up their own interpretations."

"Hmmm, I do so love when you get creative..."

"I'll see what I can do." She squeezes with the hand on Lace's throat.

Moan.

Oh, she likes that.

And, let's see... life drain is a perennial favorite, so she'll lead with that in the other hand.

Wiggles!!!!!

A positive development! Now more choking.

Her breath comes in quick, moaning gasps as her airway closes, and she arches her back a little bit.

Elana presses her body closer and switches to a shock spell.

Shrieking is a bit hard while being strangled; it comes out as a high-pitched moan as Lace's limbs all jerk, her back arching more.

Pretty girl makes pretty noises. Kiss.

Kiss! (As best she can while being electrocuted.)

Clearly Elana needs to step things up, if Lace is still capable of that much.

So she does.

Mmmmm!!!

Lace's eyes glaze over, muscles spasming so much she can't move independently, voice cracking a bit.

Simply delightful.