Eruraviel
Eruraviel crouched down behind Christina and leaned forwards, wrapping her arms around the human woman and resting her smooth palms upon the backs of Christina's hands. At the same time, her chest was smooshed right against her back. She could feel the poke of the elf's nipples, the gentle throb of her prick against her ass. Despite that, Eruraviel didn't seem aroused. She rested her chin against Chris's shoulder and her eyes flashed red. "It's impressive, but incomplete." She instantly cast a spell, running her mana through the mage's hands as a conduit, allowing her to directly feel how Eruraviel performed the finishing touches upon her swimsuit. "You need to have a solid mental image of what you're trying to create, as well as an intuitive grasp upon how you weave the mana into a useful form." Her ear poked at Chris's neck, tickling at her. "But, creating things isn't what you're really interested in, is it? Your mana is feisty and ready to get into a scrap at any moment. You should keep practicing the abilities that most interest you! Going against the grain won't always work out! You should figure out how to apply this sort of knowledge for combat-it'll go a lot more smoothly and you can use that as a jumping off point!"
She planted a quick kiss upon her neck and stood up, leaning back and stretching her muscles. "Let's get into the water now!" She leaned back far enough that she was able to look the witch in the eyes, and raised, or rather, lowered an eyebrow. "Or do you want to eat first?"
ChristinaWhile Jenn was distracted by the quite likely literal enchantments of the stomach provided by their guest, at first hesitantly and then almost ravenously, Christina had been attempting to get the measure of her quite liquid swimsuit. She almost jumped out of her skin as Eruraviel wrapped herself around her from behind and below, smaller in every way save three, and shamelessly pressed her abundant form against the redheaded sorceress' own. "Y-You can't just channel that through this... armor..."
The Magus' words trailed off, her skin flush, while she experienced first hand a sublime act of mystical precision. It was more than demonstration, it was as if truth had been revealed to her in some direct and revelatory fashion. Soft, encouraging words filled her ears and left her kneeling down into the water to grasp it with her own hands once again, eyes wide and mouth open. "Going against the grain...?"
Christina smiled, stood, and made her way back to land just to begin shucking off her fanciful battle garb and put on the swimsuit Eruraviel had made through her.
"Okay. Let's hit the water!"