[Vaggie lowered herself a little, letting out a small gasp and moan as it started. She could the warmth, the movement, it was better than the strap on. It was big, almost too much, Vaggie buried her face in Remillia's neck feeling her knees go a little weak.]

I-I'm ready.

[She put her hands around the other's shoulders for a little more support, trust Remi to suppose the two of them.]