Magia Baiser chuckles darkly as she feels the mark forming on Mika's body, a symbol of her claim and possession. "There you go," she murmurs, her fingers still teasing at Mika's folds. "Just another part of me now." With a satisfied smile curving her lips, she leans down to press a kiss against the mark, sealing it into place with her power and dominance.

"Now," she says softly, pulling away from the kiss, "let's get you back to headquarters.

Magia Baiser's fingers trail upward, caressing the side of Mika's face tenderly before threading through her hair and pulling gently. "Come now, little magical girl," she coos. "It's time to go home." Her voice holds a note of amusement as well as command; it seems clear that Mika is no longer in control of the situation.