"Shall I take your shirt off, apprentice?"

Mmmmmmmph. "Yes, please ma'am," she gets out the instant her auditory processing centers come back online. 

She gestures, and Anakin's shirt splits neatly in two. Another flick slips it deftly off the corner of the table.

And now with more canvas exposed, Elesse thinks Anakin should be laid with her back on the couch and Elesse pinning her down.

A very agreeable turn, as far as Anakin's concerned, though Elesse will have to pin her quite strongly (or give her an explicit command) to stop her from wiggling in a mixture of excitement, anticipation, and pleasure. (Is she still able to kiss Elesse while pinned? A very important question, since she would like to be kissing Elesse right now.)

Briefly no, as Elesse strips off her own top, but then yes as she bends closer again.

Wiggle!!!! Elesse is so pretty and Anakin stares a bit dumbly until her Mistress is in kissing range again - which rather cuts off Anakin's view, but, also, reopens 'kiss' as an option. (Which she does.) (Also now their skin is touching and Anakin's brain is lighting up with 'yes good.')

She scrapes her way across Anakin's body more roughly, pressing and pinching and biting.

Sidious can wring a mixture of wiggles, shrieks, moans, and little laughs out of her pretty easily - everything so far is rather firmly in 'green,' and Anakin doesn't really seem to know what to do with her limbs or the eagerness in her chest. Kisses are a definite thing to do, but, otherwise - she feels a bit along for the ride, right now.

"You can touch me if you want to, apprentice."

Eeeee. Hands - where does she put hands, there are so many options here - her Mistress's hair, because it is very soft and pretty (even if Anakin's unsure about welcome-ness of 'drag Mistress into Yet More Kisses'), and grabbing at her waist before sliding up a bit to explore?

"That is a green, my dear."

Giggle!

Yet More Kisses time! Also, more explorations, also, more wiggling, her Mistress is the absolute prettiest and Anakin has had a very emotional evening and her brain is not turning off, she would like it if her brain could turn off - perhaps kissing Sidious more will help that.

Perhaps it will.

Initial experiments seem promising!

Oh good.

She's getting more confident the more her boldness is reacted to positively, getting quite handsy as she goes. 

(She definitely has the abundant energy of the young, here. Might be hard to tire her out all the way.)

Then Darth Sidious will have to try harder.

Perhaps a light touch of Force lightning?

!!!

Sound proofing might have been a rather essential investment. Her apprentice's yelp is rather loud. Sangua spasms a bit, not trying to fight the wash of Sidious's power at all - though she recovers fast enough to suggest she could have resisted it some at least. 

"Green," she says with a little giggle. 

"Are you sure, my dear?"

Shiver! "It's green so far, ma'am."

Then she will continue.

She gets to the point where Sangua stops being able to communicate verbally before she gets to Sangua's actual limits. Her apprentice is a content, pained mess by that point, floating deeper into a rather sublime headspace the more her Mistress shocks her. 

Sidious enjoys basking in her apprentice's state for a while, but she slowly starts stepping down until they're simply cuddling again.

The first coherent emotions back online: hazy pleasure, adoration, amazement, joy, followed by contentment - and something deeper, a seed of genuine love that's just been very well watered. Appreciation, gratitude - a warmly banked longing and desire, but in with the greedy twinges there's something devout. (She wants all the good things for her Mistress, and that's been rather highlighted now that her urgent need for more has been momentarily satisfied.)

Her vocal chords aren't really working yet, but she's up to nuzzling her Mistress and whispering, voice very soft, "Thank you, Mistress."

"It was my pleasure, my dear."