Korxal panted heavily as he did his best to keep pace with the Orc. He might have been able to keep up if he was freshly charged, but with the amount of energy he had already exerted the Goblin felt himself quickly lagging behind. He eventually stopped this futile endeavor in favor of taking a slower rhythm that accommodated the Orc's rapid thrusts. He would let the Orc be the storm, while he would be the calm. With his focus no longer completely on trying to compete in speed with the Orc he was able to catch the large man's question. "This exquisite gal's name is Xavia. A fine specimen of the Draenei people as I'm sure you can tell." The Goblin gave a toothy grin as he continued pumping the topic of their conversation full of his manhood. Letting go of the Draenei's tail he ran the tips of his fingers along the length of it until it reached the tip. Leaving the tail alone he let both of his hands rest on her ass once more, his palms lightly caressing them like one might a crystal ball. Letting out a soft moan from the feel he began to slowly pick his pace once more. While it was still not comparable to that of the large man, he still felt it complimented the situation greatly to help heat things up. Grunts and moans escaped his lips with each thrust.<br/><br/>From the corner of his eyes Korxal noticed a Blood Elf woman had taken a seat suspiciously close to them. He'd have sworn she was intentionally watching them, but he brushed the thought off chalking it up to wishful thinking. After all, the Blood Elf was far from unattractive, but then again few weren't. If she hadn't been watching them before she certainly would be after Xavia finished struggling with her greeting. Korxal was unsurprised. While it takes a special kind of person to be so committed to their job that they would greet new customers even when their mouth is full, it was apparent to him at this point that the Draenei was one of those people.<br/><br/>After hearing the Orc the Goblin simply rolled his eyes as he stopped his thrusting in order to remove himself from the woman, several drops of pre-cum landing on the chair in the process. Wiping some sweat from his forehead he uttered a simple "Fine, fine." in between heavy breaths before looking around the inn once again. He snuck a few glances at the Blood Elf whose hair was as black as the night before his attention landed on a cloaked figure sitting at the bar. It was staring right at them. A shiver went down Korxal's spine as he gave him a once over. He shook his head to clear his mind as he awaited the Draenei to reposition herself once more.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>