Quixl'mesh seated himself across from silver haired warlock, getting a nice view of her bountiful cleavage and wondering if his huge cock would betray him in its excitement at the current situation. Dwelling on his own thoughts of adventure and sex, he barely had time to notice when she leaned over suddenly, thinking to himself that maybe she couldn't contain herself around him. He was having hard time containing himself as it was. When she warned of an imminent pain however, he looked down to notice his own fel iron manacles melting away before his very eyes. The pain was intense indeed, but still quite tolerable compared to the things Quixl'mesh had gone through in his long life as a battle hardened warrior, a slight grimace the only thing hinting at a pain he was feeling.<br/><br/>And just like that he was freed, tossing the still burning hot shackles right the fuck out of the carriage and not giving one thought to their steaming hotness, he was too damned glad to get rid of them. Flexing his newly freed hands, he looked back over to the buxom witch, smiling deviously as they waited for the Madam to get everything the final go to get prepped and on the move. "If there's anyway I could repay you for such a kind service, human, please just let me know. I'm feeling rather generous today..."<br/><br/>He leaned back on his plush seating, making himself rather comfortable in his new surroundings as he splayed himself about with little heed to decency or modesty, the whole of his muscled titan like body on display for everyone, his thick immensely long shaft laying rather languidly across his thigh and he sighed and let himself melt into the hot pink seating.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>