<b><span style="font-size: 18px">Beldabar's Rest</span></b><br/><br/>Ivan's arms pulled Ixana's curvy body hard against him, mashing her generous bosom into his hard chest.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"Yours is the only heart that concerns me."</span>He tells her, still tasting her lips on his.<br/>He has a rather silly smile on his face as he feels Ixana's hand on his belt, leading him somewhat lewdly to her room.  This would be a definite side benefit to the job, such a tight little body and she wasn't nearly the lady she had posed as in the public room.  His hands were just reaching up to her breasts to squeeze them through her bodice when the door flew open.  His hands pulled down like a schoolboy caught by the headmaster, but as he looked at the open door he saw no one, at least not until he looked down.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Having lost all track of time, Nock paged furiously through his notes, he wasn't really sure how long Ix had been gone but the last thing he needed was her interrupting him, or worse, seeing just what he was doing.  Then at the last moment he saw an important note in the margins.<i>If applied near a pulse point, can be used to <b>Arouse</b>, instead of charm.  </i>Damn that was perfect and the bindings would be neatly located over the pulse point of her wrists.  He made the final adjustments, now all he needed was Ixana to test it out.  A devious smile lit up his face as he heard the latch click, it had to be Ixana.  His little legs took him to the door and he slide the bolt free and opened it wide.  There is Ixana, but she looks surprised, and maybe a bit disappointed to see him.  Then his eyes shift and he sees a veritable Adonis of a warrior standing in the hall with her.  At his height he can barely miss the obvious arousal in the warrior, making him wonder just what the two of them had been doing outside the door.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"What the..."  </span>Nock's voice drifted off before he finished his sentence.  Whatever guilt he had felt about imbuing some magic into the bindings Ixana would be wearing suddenly melted away in a jealous rage.  He was going to need all the help he could get to compete romantically with what looked like a combination adventurer and male stripper.  Nock's eyes squinted with scrutiny as he eyes up the rival for Ixana.  Ivan gives a small laugh, showing just how concerned he is about competition for Ixana's charms, however he clearly sees the little gnome as an inconvenience.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"Don't worry little fella, I'll keep you safe, as long as you stay on her good side."</span>He rubbed Nock's head through his hat, pushing it down over his eyes.  The gnome swatted at the large human's hands but seemed like a gnat buzzing about an eagle.  Nock hated being patted on the head by humans more than just about anything.  He took off his hat to straighten it before closing the door behind them all.