This Axe is Dull..

If she'd really wanted to harm her wife, she would've. And it seemed Kaczor realized that, even with her magical abilities far surpassing Novella's, the rogue-turned-mage was in her element this close to her. And though she struggled against the belt, she didn't do anything that would truly hinder her wife's ability to bodily move her to the tree, and hang her up by her wrists. If anything, the way her pupils were blown, she was enjoying every minute of their game.

She watched the other woman, tongue trailing along her lower lip, as Kaczor spoke to her. The words were slow to be processed, but when they were, she smirked.

Her wife was on display, and her eyes didn't know what she wanted to watch. Kaczor's face, or her hand. Novella raised herself up on her binds, testing if she could get loose. But no, the other woman had hung her up with care, and it'd be too much effort to get out of it.

So, she watched, silently.

Until Kaczor was more or less begging her to tell her what she wanted. It was clear, describing what she wanted was the last step in her wife's first orgasm, and Ella hummed softly. I won't need your fingers, to be ready for you. Her voice was hoarse, and she struggled against her binds again.

Take me while I'm hanging here.

@Kaczor Tilani