It was only because of her success that she didn't chuckle at the response she got once Peony finally broke their kiss. Oh, the smugness was there, the look in her eyes that indicated she was silently gloating in her victory. All she did was lick at the corner of her mouth where saliva had dripped in a salacious manner giving the indication that Ianthe's tongue was perhaps longer than the kiss had implied. Thoughts to burrow in and intrude when the little blonde finally took rest that night.

"Ah... so it's just your cunt that's protected with veils of virginity." Because sex was sex. Hand stuff, mouth stuff, was still sex. "Try not to threaten me with a good time. What ever will I do with your face between my thighs? Such a nightmare that would be," she replied with a grin before quickly stealing another kiss from Peony. She pulled back before she could get bitten in retaliation and leaned back against the bondage table, draping her arms comfortably and confidently across it.

"Are you going to unpin me," Ianthe asked with a pointed look at the thigh her wet cunt was against, pinning her to the table, "or do you think you managed to make me weak in the knees already?"