Midnight gasps, and shudders. "You - AAAHH - can't beat me, Daphnee. You can't win!".

Oh, she knew that but she wasn't going down without a fight. The gasp a clear sign of that. Her own body sparking up with incredible need that burned between her thighs as her hips lift up to receive more.

“T-That d-doesn't mean I-I w-won't t-try!” She barely manages, half sitting up as she swirls her tongue along a nipple, teasing the breast before consuming it within her lips.

Midnight arches her back, feeling the warmth of Daphnee's tongue. "That's... Good...", she says, breathing heavily.

She gets approval for this and then increases the tempo of her tongue as it slices against her as she suckles the warm flesh between her lips. Her fingers now making and up and down motion inside that tight passage as small gasps continue to spill out of her lips. Oh, this felt good, chiseling away at her senses. Often she did not have the benefit of receiving pleasure for these encounters, not without a heavy dose of pain at least so this is a rather pleasant change.

"K-keep going!", Midnight moans, running her hand through Daphnee's hair.

Encouraged she smiles the traces of upturned lips noticeable as a shiver courses though her spine as her warmth continues to grow in her passage. Her hair stroked she speeds up, green eyes flickering up from that breast, watching her features carefully as she scraps her teeth over the nipple, softly playing with it as her tongue plays with the engorged nipple.

Midnight feels herself slipping, but can't lose now. She picks up the pace even more.

She keeps at it, unaware that she might have an outward shot here, her pink walls trembling against that touch as she felt it. She delights against it a little, panting as she arches her back further and pulls on that nipple with her teeth.

Daphnee trembles showing the first visible signs of looming to the aphrodisiac, the intensity of those cookies working over her as she moans deeply.

"AHH! D-Don't stop!"

Midnight laughs a little. "Stop? Me? Now why would I ever do that?"

The words are encouraging to her body as she thrusts upward with her hips. Those pink walls begin trembling showing greater and greater signs of her undoing. She gasps, her head tilting back.

“OH GAWD!”

Her passage tightens against those fingers as a wave of bliss sweeps over her, her body trembling, her fingers spearing rapidly in and out of that passage.

"Surely you aren't giving up yet, are you?", Midnight says, steeling herself.

She hasn't had any real training in orgasm denial, just enduring them one after another for a prolonged time. Daphnee quivers knowing that it wouldn't be long. The only thing that holds her back are the words that reinvigorates her will to hold on at least a little while longer.

Daphnee shakes her head after releasing her breast, determined. “AH! No, n-not yet!” She begins licking her neck, a hand curling around her hip to smoothly dash over her rear and give it a playful swat.

"It seems like you can't hold on much longer. Are you going to give up now? You won't last much longer if you try to hold out. 30 seconds at most, I'd give it." Midnight says, driving her fingers even deeper into Daphnee.

Lasting wasn't going to be the problem. It was holding off an orgasm for so long.

“I-I'll last,” a shudder coursed through her, she wasn't going to explain it all, couldn't explain some of it anyway given what Therion imposed on her.

“I'll l-last,” she stated again, her own fingers loosing some speed given the euphoric wave that washed over her.

She let out a deeper moan, her body clamping around those fingers as she gave up her favor, an orgasm ripping through her then though her hips kept moving up and down to receive more of this sensation.

"Looks like I win, then", Midnight sighs. "We'll need to play this game more often, Daphnee. You were very good at it"