Lea found herself sprawled out essentially laying on top of Nathaniel, he was surprisingly strong as he cupped her shapely ass.  She was about to get cross with him for teasing her, or at least she hoped he was teasing her, when the drow announced they were departing for the evening.<b>"See now Nate ole' boy, its just you me and Cortia and we need a bath."</b>She told him, her words only slightly slurred as she got a bit more serious.  She liked the feel of him, his body through the fancy clothes didn't feel soft and weak as she had expected.  He felt quite hard really, as if his body had been honed to near perfection, or maybe it was the alcohol.  She snuggled comfortably against him and felt one particularly hard part growing between them.<b>"So you gotta knife in your pants or are you just glad to see me?"</b>She laughed heartily at her own joke, her breasts bouncing into him as her small frame shook.<br/><br/><b>"Are you ready for our bath Cortia?"</b>She called out though her face was still largely pressed into Nathaniel's chest.<b>"Come now Nate...you can just snap your fingers like you do so well and these folks will hop to it."</b>She went on, a hint of jealousy in her voice at his natural ability to be recognized by the staff when she felt nearly invisible to them.<b>"Or do I have to have my cleric smite you?"</b>Lea had little understanding of divine magic so wasn't even thinking that the Shining One might not do any actual smiting if Cortia was acting directly under the influence of the collar.<br/><br/>From the looks of her though, Lea wasn't going to get a bath without Cortia and/or Nathaniel carrying her to the tub.  She was practically melted onto Nathaniel's front side, her body only capable of small wiggles to nestle herself more comfortably against him.  Though a nice warm bath might well liven her up once more.