Lily turned on the ground, continuing her little show as she watched the Dvergar woman become an insecure fidgeting mess. The red particles of lust-inducing dust were still floating around like crazy, making both women inhale more and more with each passing minute. For Lily it was already too late, but she was fixed on giving Hogar the show he needed. She could not remember why she thought he needed all of this, or why it was a good idea in the first place. The only thing that occupied her mind right now was getting off, and to use every means possible to get her satisfaction.<br/><br/>Right now, the Dvergar warrior was looking very good. Lily stood up and sensually walked over to Eira, her own white feathered hips swaying from side to side in the hot feverish air of the Ships hold.<br/><br/>''Shhh... Don't worry about dinner nor miss W'ineton. We can have fun together if you want...''<br/><br/>Her slender pale wet feathered finger stroked gently over Eira's lips, smearing her own honey upon them. The young Aviari was not taking it slow, as she leaned in and tried to kiss Eira full on the mouth.<br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Elsewhere in the hold.</b><br/><span style="color: Navy"><br/>
''Only just met huh? You should have known her when she was the most famous whore-madam of all of Hunth. Now that was a woman to party with, not this virginal looking bird that sits as if she is attending church. God, you even changed the way she talks! Anyways, by the way she is looking at you, big warrior, I know you're lying. You two know a lot more of each other than first meets the eye. And I should know, I've known Winnie for more years than you bear your name.''</span><br/><br/>Esserea giggled as she lifted up her glass and toasted into Winnie's direction, giving her blushing friend a devious smile.<br/><span style="color: Navy"><br/>
''Why don't you two tell me what has happened here? Or do we need more wine before such things will be revealed? Come on, winnie. You used to tell me all sorts of secrets, you're not going to stop now right?''</span><br/><br/>Winnie opened her mouth as if to respond, but merely sat back once more and buried her face in her hands. After a few seconds she realised her mistake and just grabbed a glass, wavered her hand above it and filled it with a thick swirling gold liquor that magically appeared from her fingers.<br/><br/><b>''Fuck this, I need a fucking drink to settle my fucking nerves.''</b><br/><br/>And with that, her foul-mouthed language returned and the drink disappeared in one go past her fiery red lips.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>