Getting a bit steamy, better get some air...

With a supreme effort of will, Scilla lessened her grip on the girl’s hair, hands trailing down to either side of the Nymph’s face and gently pulling her away form the winter fae’s quim. The nymph whined in protest before Scilla slowly tilted her head up so they both met each other’s eyes. Grey met brown and Scilla whispered softly.

“Eyes on mine…” She watched the Nymph for a moment until she nodded in assent, both trying to ignore the proximity and heat coming off Scilla’s pussy.

“Okay…Here we go…” Scilla murmured, more to herself as she looked at the cluster of vines that functioned as the “Brain” for the trap, it was just out of her standing reach, but just above where the grabber vines started directly above the Nymph’s head.

Still standing in a somewhat awkward position she placed her hands on the hollow wall and began to “Walk” them up it as far as she could but even at her peak the cluster was still just out of reach. Gritting her teeth Scilla looked back down at the Nymph and was heartened to see she was still making eye contact with her as opposed to her pussy.

Scilla gave a reassuring smile which the Nymph did her best tor return through her ball gag. Taking a delicate step forward, Scilla stood on her tiptoes, whole body stretching as she closed the distance ever so slightly.

“Come on…Come on…” She fumed, sweat beading down her face from the oppressive heat of the hollow. Noticing a small notch just to the left of the Nymph’s, she grits her teeth and with a impressive degree of gymnastics manages to get her leg up.

“Just…A little more!” With a snarl, the Fae explodes up, the grabber vines immediately darting forward, snatching at her but too slow, Scilla had already wrapped both of her delicate hands around the cluster and channeled a massive burst of frost through the vines.

The Brain cluster spasmed and writhed but Scilla’s grip was a vice and the cluster began to slow and grow more brittle as froze over. A crack like a gunshot rang out inside the hollow as the cluster snapped into a dozen icy pieces.

Its death shock resonated among the rest of its vines and they began to fall away almost immediately, the grabbers twitching, attempting to grasp something that wasn’t there before falling still.

“Yesss!” Scilla hissed before one of the spasming grabbers knocked her down but she was back on her feet in an instance, adrenaline surging as she began to tear away the restraints binding the nymph. With the vines already slackening the she made quick work of them as they practically fell away.

A deafening crack echoed from somewhere and without thinking or waiting to find out the source of the sound she grabbed the Nymph, tearing her from the rest of her bindings and gripped her tight to herself as huge rents started to appear in the bark of the rotting tree as it began to collapse under its own diseased weight.

Squeezing the Nymph as tight to her body as she could, Scilla kicked off from the ground, her wings unfurling gracefully in a display of beautiful blue gossamer before beating furiously as they shot out and breakneck speeds.

As soon as they cleared the entrance, delightful cool, clean air blew away the heady corruption clinging to her body. She heard laughter and it took her a moment to release that it was her! Giggling in fierce exultation, she twirled and danced through the air, causing her green passenger to squeal in panic.

She forced her wild joy down but was unable to keep a grin across her pale features as they both came into landing on a large colourful flower in a tangle of limbs.

“Not your most graceful landing but I think Captain Snapdragon would forgive you given the circumstances!”

Reclining on her back with her wings spread about her, Scilla sunk into the soft embrace of the flower’s petals, enjoying the clean air, the feel of nature about her and the way the Nymph’s nipples were pressed into breasts.