Make Maneula quite enjoy what comes next!

'I also wish for Maneula to lightly feel compelled to obey my sexual orders, and feel a rush of pleasure whenever she does,' he mentally added, remembering that Maneuala had that sense of sexual flexibility. Since he was dominant, she would be best suited following his lead, within both of their preferences, and this should make this more enjoyable for her.

'Granted, Master!' Sothis grinned. She snapped her fingers, granting the latest wish.

They broke the kiss, and Maneula panted, grinning. "Well, you're certainly a frisky one," she teased.

"Indeed," he replied, reaching for the buckles of his clothes that she hadn't managed to undo. "Get the rest of the way naked."

She nodded, and pulled her dress up her body. She wore no bra, and her panties were small and black. She then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of said panties, and slid them down her legs and stepped out of them. She stood ready, hands on her hips as Byleth finished stripping. He then noticed she had a small mess of pubic hair over her vulva. Not completely overgrown, but it was clear that she didn't shave down there often. 'Sothis, I wish that her hair down there would just be a well maintained tuft above her entrance. Make sure she doesn't question it.'

Sothis snapped her fingers, and Manuela's pubic hair mostly disappeared to be replaced by a well groomed tuft, shaped like an arrow pointing the way. Sothis's personal touch no doubt. "So, what next?" Maneula grinned, feeling thrilled since she got naked. She was drawn to Byleth's take charge attitute.

"Let me get a good look at you," he nodded.

She smirked, and put her hands behind her head, and stood with her legs parted slightly. "Like this?" she asked. He smiled slightly, before walking up, and cupping her breasts in his hands. She moaned as he began to feel her up, pressing her breasts into his hands.