They move back toward the bed, and she let herself sit back on it, grinning from ear to ear. She could feel the aphrodesiacs rippling through her, making her singleminded. It was not a type of control she would like to lose, but it made things fun enough. There was certainly a point to them, and Wanda knew it allowed for this to happen easier.

"You slow down, and I promise to show you what true torture is-- making you immobile and grinding on your cock until you cannot take it," she posited back, leveling her own kind of "threat". She hoped he knew how badly she already wanted him though, to not test her patience right now.