The cursed man did not care one way or another if this ended in sex, rather he would be happy if it did, but he did not come here looking for it, he wanted a drink and to talk with new friends. Though the more they talked the harder it got for him not to think about it.<br/><br/>The idea of grabbing the rather large melons of the human was imprinted into his mind, he could see her face as she moaned with euphoria, her bent over while he plowed into her. Than he moved his eyes over to the elf, Though he held eye contact giving no notice to his thoughts, he kept thinking them.<br/><br/>He leaned back again and felt his hardened member press against his metal pants, almost painfully went made him sit upright with a jolt. He chuckled and slowly leaned back this time slightly enjoying the cold of the metal.<br/><br/>“The Only girl I have a chance with? Crush all my dreams why don't you?” He smirking he simply patted her patted her on the back “Whatever lass, you're the one missing out” And he quickly downed another glass calling for some more.<br/><br/>He wondered how this would all turn out? Them all leaving once the bar closed. Maybe the old man who tie them all down and fuck all of them with a demon horde. Though the idea seemed less fun than the third option, taking both the girls to a room and going to town. Grundle realised he was being filled with dirty thoughts, Maybe it was the succubus doing these things? The liquor? Maybe he was just really horny.<br/><br/>Continuing off his earlier statement. “Besides I doubt such a wee lass could even hit it” He chuckled again tapping the table waiting for another drink.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>