Quixl'mesh gave a short deep laugh at that last statement. "You speak of me like an exotic dish. Something to be sampled in some kind of bizarre curiosity for the strange and unknown." As his large roughened hand trailed further down the expanse of her silky smooth and well formed thighs, the giant Draenei began to lean down further to accommodate his wandering fingers, reveling in the feel of her as his nostrils began to flare in a tell-tale sign of his growing lust. "Perhaps I'll let you have a taste of me someday. See if Draenei meat is worth the hype."<br/><br/>He was now down upon his knees, the hugeness of his own self still looming large over the witch even in his kneeling state, his glowing eyes locked upon hers as he took in her scent. By the gods she smelled as good as she looked. Whether it was perfumes, her own natural scent, or some delightful mixture of both, his senses were inflamed with the erotic fragrance that permeated her very being. His huge cock began to grow rock hard almost immediately, the bulbous head brushing up against the bedding in all its eagerness. But no, he would not give in so damned easily. Not to a human at least, no matter how enticing the meal. He realized now how completely opposite his own scent must've been to hers, the smell of primal nature in odors of blood, sweat, grime, and death permeating his bruised and battered body, a body made for smashing, thrashing, and being beaten while giving it too. He wondered for a second if she would be offended by the overtly barbaric aromas, but in a way, she almost seemed to delight in them. At least it looked like it.<br/><br/>His fingers now traveled deftly but ever so slowly into the tempting, pleading darkness of her eye catching violet skirt, a single digit coming to rest upon a piercing as he rocked it ever so gently through the black lace despite his rough and tumble warrior self, all willpower constraining the urge to fuck her senseless right then and there. "Do you think me a selfish man? Only looking to sate my desires in some wet and willing fuckhole before moving onto the next?" He snickered just then, his one finger still rocking the piercing back and forth while another glided along the folds of her veiled pussy. "Well you'd be mostly right, human. But, like I said, I'm feeling quite generous today. Barely an hour ago I was on my way to getting my head chopped off by two depraved psychopaths, and now I'm here with two pretty little human girls. The gods smile upon me and I smile back."<br/><br/>His daring nature caused him to thrust his second finger by the very top into her depths, barely piercing, but letting the intention be known with an appendage the size of a normal man's own cock. "I'm no rapist, despite my brutish demeanor. Say the word and we're done here. But i think the two of us could really let this caravan live up to its name. I won't even use my cock to bring you to an earth shattering orgasm just to show my sincerity. I am a man of many talents after all..." He flashed that predatory grin of his at her, the look on his face bordering on arrogance as he waited for any sort of sign from her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>