Take care of Siora's erection

You don't get up right away. Your eyes are still fixed on your companion's engorged member, which is conveniently now at eye level to you.

"The coast is clear, we should get- ah!" her reiteration is interrupted when you poke the tip of her cock with your finger. "What was that for?" she asks, looking down at you with confusion in her eyes.

"You've been like this for hours now," you reply, still not taking your eyes off the stiffness between her legs. Your fingers dance up and down her length, teasing her with the softest of brushes along the sensitive skin. You smile as you watch her balls contract and her cock twitch at the slightest stimulation. "You said it yourself, we're alone out here now, and we won't be able to do this when we're closer to civilization," you teasingly circle your index finger around her glans, spreading the drop of precum that has collected on the tip. "And besides," you add, looking longingly up at her, "letting this be will only make you more and more horny."

Indecision flashes across her face for only a moment. "Ugh, you're right. I was hoping to wait until we had a proper bed to lay in, but that's still a ways away, thanks to our little detour," she gestures one arm towards the other side of the bush. "And ignoring it isn't going to make it go away." She steps aside, sitting down at the base of a tree, her back resting on the trunk. She spreads her legs wide and gestures towards her obscene member. "Well then, how do you want to do this?" she asks with a smug smile.