Nix squeezes her thighs together around Tourmaline's cock, and keeps grinding into her, her hand catching Tourmaline's to press her it into the bed, a strained sigh spilling from her lips.

She groans and trembles, gushing twitching aching for more more more as she makes as sure as she can that she's hilting deep into her body as a moan-gasp-laugh escape her lips.

Nix speeds up instinctually, groaning low and hard in Tourmaline's ear, her hips slapping against Tourmaline's thighs. "Fuck, you're tight," she manages, and then she buries her mouth against Tourmaline's skin again.

She clenches, squeezing with every bit of her enhanced strength to hold down as her fat cock batters into her pussy. "Fuck, you're Thick, Mistress~" she growls, as her breasts and balls bounce against her as they hold each other tight, her body trembling with contained energy as she edges closer.

Nix gasps and trembles and stills for a moment, her lips wandering over Tourmaline's shoulder as she squeezes her hand. "Close."

Her hand is firm and soft against hers, fingertips trailing against the back of her hand as their balls swell together. 

She ghosts her lips along her brightly-blushing cheeks. 

"Clooose, Mistress~"

Nix thrusts into her hard, speeding a little now despite herself, and pants out her orgasm into Tourmaline's ear.

She gasps and grins and griiinds, languidly spilling her seed between her legs - and with a quick flop, up her belly - as she clenches and releases raggedly one final time, a wave of femcum coating her length.

Nix rolls off Tourmaline, then presses in against her side and smiiiiiles like a cat. 

"Well. That was fun."

She sighhhhs and smiles with the same lazy langour, leaning up against her shoulder. 

"it def was."

"Ahhhhhhh...~" 

She shudders, her spine arching as she trails kisses along her skin.

"Do you have prestidigitation for the mess, or are we gonna have to clean up the hard way?"

"'ve got it, though even w/out there's a coupla tricks I could otherwise pull." 

She pouts at her for a moment, posing her heaving breasts and her saliva-slick chin, then acquieses, fingers trailing along her skin for a while as the mess dissapears. 

"Also, if you want t' strip fast, I can do it w/ a mana hog and a strain through Witchery." 

"I think I'll learn the trick myself, thanks. It seems useful enough."

She nuzzles in against Tourmaline and lies against her softly, still fuzzy in the afterglow.

She sinks in against her chest, smooshing close and warm against her, petting her back slowly and softly.

Nix smiles dopily and presses in closer.

She smiles gently, and nestles her beneath her chin.

... And Nix drifts off to sleep.

When she wakes up, there's a firm soft hand atop her head, mussing through her hair.