As Saeri's hand made its journey along the goblin's thick thigh, many of the questions that Dax had been contemplating were solved in rapid succession. The draenei was, in fact, making moves on her! That somewhat surprised her, although the reaction the woman was able to elicit from her was very real. Her face flushed light green, moreso than it had up to this point, and she squirmed on her ass, chewing on her bottom lip as she stifled a moan. She was GOOD. She was DAMN GOOD. Dax instinctively arched into her hand, pressing her cunny, still hidden behind leather, into the woman's fingers, before they were pulled away.<br/><br/>If Dax had balls, the woman would have had her by them at this point.<br/><br/>"Tell yah what. I'll get ya a room, and pay ya, s'long as yah...give me a massage. I've got some tense muscles that need loosenin'. Does that sound fair to ya?"<br/><br/>She smirked, and leaned towards the draenei, raising an eyebrow. "Maybe I can give yah one, too. Yah look a bit...stressed..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>