Dawn makes a mental note about the hair pulling and just how much Ianthe seems to enjoy it and when she sags forward she gently lets go so she can wrap her arms around the other woman, hugging her as they both slowly catch their breath.

Dimly she can hear Rogier praising them and recovering from his own orgasm and she ignores him for another moment so she can place a few kisses on the top of Ianthe's head.

"Lovely." Is all she murmurs and runs a hand through Ianthe's pale hair, stroking it softly.