Zeli only lustfully grinned at the events that unfolded before her eyes. Same old, same old…men being one of the easiest creatures in the world to manipulate, it seemed to her. Just show some skin, smile a bit, maybe a wink, and they were putty in your hands to do as you deem fit. This ‘macho-man’ of a Worgen was no different as he thumped a large sac of gold on a table. She purred at that and sauntered over to it, bending over slightly, making the dress ride up her fleshy, pert ass…but not really showing him anything, just teasing everyone around her.<br/><br/>She hummed lowly to herself, shaking her butt as her body swayed in motion as she casually began to sort out the gold:<br/><br/>“Hmmm…Three for the men pulling weapons on me…One for the demonstration…Four for the special attention demanded…and five, for in case of later.”<br/><br/>She put the total of thirteen gold coins to the side and spun around quickly on her hoof and leaned against the table, smiling at the Worgen, ”Well, Mutt…That’s my required payment…but, after all of this…I’ll let you decide on the tip, deal?”<br/><br/>The Draenei winked at him and looked to the men. She blew them a kiss before looking back to Drusul, ”If you want me to give them special attention, later…It’ll have to cost four gold a head, and two gold for each time they have a go.”<br/><br/>Her seductive smile was almost lecherous, yet calculating as she spoke prices. It seemed she was really used to this sort of life. In her mind, she could hear her inner succubus laughing in delight as Ruhzelil took care of business. In the meantime, both of them were eyeing the Worgen’s ‘tool’ and imagined what it would feel like inside of her.<br/><br/>Xira empowered the burning, lustful images of Zeli in compromising situations for the Worgen and his men as the whore went back to where she originally was and smiled at the big wolf-man. The whore winked and slowly, purposefully licked the entirety of her thick, cock-sucking lips as she wiggled her hips and slowly lowered herself to the ground. She continued the seductive dance until her back was against the bar and she was on her knees.<br/><br/>She shook her hair to the back of her body and purred, ”Come and get your merchandise, Mutt…I promise you, it is worth every pound of gold you’ll spend. And, remember, the bigger you tip…the more generous I get.” She winked again and giggled, breathing deeply to make it look as if she was anticipating the upcoming events and to puff her chest out every time she breathed.<br/><br/>The Draenei looked like the perfect courtesan, knowing exactly how to show herself off, and when to play nice and naughty. It looked as if she was begging for the big, bad wolf to come and take her. Her tendrils that rested on the top of her breasts began to move, squirming a bit…as if promising a thorough massage as well as a good sucking if he were to claim his prize.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Xira's influence took hold of the mind of every man in the inn, making them lust after the Draenei more than her natural charms did. Most of them forget the demonstration of her dark powers, only focused on what her body would do for them. The Succubus whispered into her mind:<br/><br/><i>You're really good at this...making me jealous that I don't have a body to ravage you with.</i><br/><br/>Zeli couldn't help but grin at that, 'But you do have the power to make me squeal with pleasure whenever you find it funny.'<br/><br/>The succubus didn't respond back, but half-laughed and half-moaned at the idea, forgetting about her powers over the Draenei's body. She should really stop giving her ideas or reminding her of what she could do...it usually ended up with Zeli in very compromising situations. But, she had another compromising situation to worry about...at least she was anticipating and getting paid for this one.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>