The fox arrives at a swift lope. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Nah, I just need a cock." She passes Kumi a thick chunk of quartz. "Care to do the honors?"

Kumi takes the chunk of quartz with a smile and hums over it - then a small section of it vanishes, and Nix's pants are a little tighter.

"That'll last until you get a counterhex."

"Thanks."

She points at Tourmaline. "You. Bedroom. Now."

She unabashedly and openly stares down at the bulge, tongue hanging out of her lips, saliva dripping lewdly down onto and past her chin.

She whispers out huskily. 

"Yesss mistress~"

Nix laughs. "Stare too much and your face might stick like that."

And she puts the last of the groceries in the fridge and then she's off upstairs. 

"'nd who said that'd be a bad thing, Mistress~?"

There's a visible line of drool dripping down into her cleavage, now, and her face is already flushed faintly pink.

Nix sits down on the edge of her bed. 

"Get the door, would you?"

She swiftly does, making sure to toggle the lock before placing her hands on her rear and waiting for further instruction.

"Kneel at my feet."

Nix has a dangerous smile, now.

She slips down, thudding firmly on the floor, her breasts jiggling dramatically as she lands in her place below her. 

She stares, eyes bright and sparkling and desiring, as her mouth hangs just slightly open, glancing between her crotch and smile and feet.

"I obey, Mis-tress."

"Good toy." Nix's hand comes out to tangle in Tourmaline's hair, pulling it to the side a little as Nix's foot moves to rest on her thigh.

Her thigh is plush and warm, letting her foot sink into corded muscle easily.

She lets out a breathless hot sigh as she leans up into her hand, her jaw hanging open wider as she stares forward, eyes already slightly glazed over with lust.

If only she could just dismiss her clothes. Soon. 

She undoes her belt, and pushes down her jeans, her new cock flopping out onto the bed. She caresses Tourmaline's cheek. "Help me with my shoes and pants, please?"

Then she shrugs off her top and tosses it aside, her breasts falling free of her slashed-up t-shirt. She isn't wearing a bra.

Her clothes flake off, fading like the last rays of sunset. 

Her whole body gleams with sweat, her perfect skin almost polished llooking with the sheen. Her nipples stand out large, proud and stiff upon her abundant breasts.

She slips her fingers just behind her heel, tenderly tugging her shoe off as her hands tug down her pants.

She let out a small appreciative sigh as she gets a chance to see her cock free, tongue swirling eagerly between her lips.

"Of course, mistress."

Her nose flares as she drinks deeply of her scent.

"Kiss my thigh. You can get a little creative, but no touching the cock just yet."

"Yes mistress~" 

She slides up, panting hotly against her tip, before gliding her cheek along the soft expanse of her scrotum, burying her nose up against her balls as her lips trace warmly along her inner thigh, before letting her teeth ever so tenderly slip along her skin, lips and tongue swirling and slipping around her supple skin to lavish it with a gentle teasing touch.

"Mmmm." Nix trails her fingers through Tourmaline's hair, and gives her a little pull. "Not the balls either, miss creativity. But the rest is good."

She's starting to harden, now.

She moans breathily as she sinks her head into her hand, before smirking slightly, salaciously smiling as she trails down between the crease between her legs, lewdly lapping at the concentrations of her taste between her thighs.

Nix draws her fingers through Tourmaline's hair and presses her toes gently against her crotch. 

"Better."

She hooks a finger beneath Tourmaline's chin and nudges her upwards. "Come kiss me."

She slides up, breasts against breast, chest against chest, lip and lip as she sinks her soaking-wet tongue into her awaiting mouth, twirling it into the embrace of her own tongue.

Her cunt is pink and wide, glistening with lubrication, while her cock is eager, nearly fully hard as it hangs just beside her foot.

Nix grinds up against her, and blinks as she feels an unexpected hardness. Her hand goes and investigates, and comes back slick. 

"... Lucky girl. I should try that sometime." 

Then she rolls Tourmaline over onto the bed next to her, and presses down atop her, kissing her deeply, her hand stroking both their cocks together as her body moves against the blue-haired girl's.

Her massive member shlicks lewdly against her hand as she moans quietly and wordlessly down her throat, writhing atop her, nipples slipping against nipples, tits mashing against tits as she grinds up against her, her cunt gushing slowly but surely aside her legs.

"Why thank you, Mistress."

Her tongue slips out, and swirls around her lips as she grins wide.

Ah, fuck it. Foreplay's wasted on this one. 

She presses her hardened cock in between Tourmaline's legs and starts thrusting, her teeth nipping at her neck as her hips pump into her.

She screams, loud and hoarse and wet and warm, her embrace impossibly inhumanly soft as she enshrouds her cock with her cunt, even as her pre spills right between her thighs as her cock pistons between her legs.