She couldn't help but shift and wiggle in place as she touched her all over. The body wasn't real, the closest they ever came was minute sensations and...well, whatever happened when she was PK'd that one time. Everything else was generally just role playing. And yet every inch of skin was now real and she could feel those touches all over.

She found herself snapping back to it a little when she felt those lips against her chin, breathing quietly as she pulled back a little and looked down. She couldn't rightly see her there but, she could feel her so much.

"The hell is Atia? Different worlds? This is all...I don't get it." And why, god why, did this wicked vixen seem fixed on just ruining her for everything but her own wicked desires.