*Warning, first half of chapter contains smut.*
"You have no idea how to use it," Jotou rolled herself out of her position and crawled towards Hotaru. "I didn't realize the enchantment was gonna be this accurate to a real one; but if it is."
The blonde on all fours, had her head close to the shaft as she glanced up to the kneeling redhead. "Your focus needs to be on not finishing; my focus is on trying to reach climax. It's the main difference I've noticed after having both."
Jotou grazed one finger across the tip, making Hotaru flinch. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. This is really funny."
Hotaru glared, "You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?"
"Not a chance firefly, not a chance~" Jotou stuck her tongue out and licked around the little indent in between the tip and the rest of the shaft.
Hotaru's ears pricked and she moaned with a hand hovering over her mouth.
