Anathema sets the candles to dancing around so they won't drip on the tentacles too much, just exposed skin.

This has the benefit of changing up what parts of Fay's skin are getting hit when and at which temperatures.

They can definitely get Fay doing her best to wiggle against her bonds, but no noise other than her soft ragged breaths so far. 

Then she'll have to turn Fay's sensitivity up.

That gets a few sharp yelps, shading into short screams. 

Hee.

She sits down by Fay's head. "Happy birthday, Fay," she whispers.

Wiggle moan. "Thank you, Ellie," she says, breathless, between cries. 

Ellie leans down to kiss her.

She kisses back enthusiastically, sighing a bit.

She pulls back just a little, teasingly, and has the tentacle on Fay's throat constrict.

"Ah!" 

She tries pushing up toward Ellie's lips.

Fay can reach if she pushes herself. Though maybe not for quite as long as she would like, with the strain this puts on her body.

She gives it a very good go before she has to collapse back down, gasping for air.

"That was a good first try."

Wiggle, deep couple of breaths...

And she tries again. 

Fay!! So good!!

Doesn't stop Ellie from pulling back a little more, though.

Whine!!!

Fay keeps trying to kiss Ellie, though the farther she has to strain the less time she can push. 

Ellie keeps the game going until she gets to where Fay can't physically reach her, no matter how she tries.

Fay tries quite a bit nonetheless before finally collapsing, apparently giving up. 

Ellie laughs.

"I think that's enough of a warmup."

"A little early treat... But you're right. Not quite a birthday present."

She runs her hands down Fay's wax-covered stomach. "We'll have to clean her up a little..."

Fay shudders, moaning.

"Scrubbing every nook and cranny might be the only way to get all that wax off..."

"Mhm," Ellie agrees.

"And we have that nice big tub... Though our towels might be a bit too soft for the task at hand."