Relief filled Blake at that affirmation as the image of the train faded away into a blue haze. That's right. She had gotten braver. She sighed and bit her lip as the older girl continued to pleasure her ears. If Blake had more presence of mind right now, she might be embarrassed at the the moisture was leaving on Azula's tale as the friction increased. Her hips moved at her own accord trying to match the dragon faunus. Fluid and firm like a cat trying to rub against its master.

"Y-yes." the cat faunus whimpered.

Anything Azula wanted to hear she would say if the girl didn't stop the movements that were making her pleasure mount between her legs. Anything if it kept her in that embrace.

She caught her reflection and saw herself being held possessively by the girl she thought had nothing by but scorn for her. Seeing her own naked form pressed against another, infuriatingly perfect female form did make her blood pulse a little hotter. She could see every breath from both of them, every rocking movement of her hips on that perfect tail. The way the other curled around her like a greedy dragon with its gold.

"It....it is good," she moaned. "This feels so good."