<i>Jackpot.</i>Ash slid into the seat next to her and gave her a single nod in recognition.<b> "What a pleasure, Faeyn." </b>The tall elf seemed to be beaming with confidence to begin with, but her acknowledgement truly spurred his horse. As his body slid into his seat, his eyes gave her one final scan that confirmed his suspicions: She was exactly what he wanted this evening. He settled into his seat and listened to her far more intently than he thought he would, but noted where her gaze drifted. The scene before him and her captivation gave her wanton desires  away like a bad poker face, and the feeling was incredibly mutual. This could only give him a solid grin and further stirred his arousal. It was no longer a question, she was going to be his by the end of the night.<br/><br/>As the nervousness grew more evident, Ash did all he could to contain the internal excitement and play it smooth.<i>Play it smooth, asshole, play it smooth.</i>Faeyn's nervousness at every corner was met with a comforting gesture or a charming glance, and all of her words were taken with a nod, grin, or soft hum in acknowledgement. The Blood Elf and the Worgen finished, and the dripping semen from her slit caused his own cock to rise to near-full length. Again, he felt lucky he wore looser leathers to hide it in the slightest. A quick gaze at the woman made his imagination combine the images-- imagining Faeyn bent over the table, her blue slit oozing his seed after he had given her all he felt boiling in his veins. That, of course, was when she said it.<br/><br/><i>She's a virgin?!</i>The Elf's composure broke for a moment and no longer was his cock anything but fully erect, even beginning to feel it throb and pulse with desire. Ash chuckled softly to help decompress the hit to his facade, and slowly crept his charming grin back onto his face.<b>"Well, dear, I am sure we can do something about the situation outside just as easily as we can deal with the situation.."</b>His long and thin fingers trailed over her thigh and crept inward.<b> "Inside." </b>Ash met her eyes with his own strong green ones, and then gestured to the scene they both witnessed.<b>"And that is what you want? You're brave.."</b>The fingers slowly slid up her thigh until they had met whatever stood between his flesh and her loins.<b> "Most first-timers want it slow..." </b>Slowly the index finger traced over where he imagined her clit might be-- given Draenei might be somewhat similar.<b>"Or private.."</b>The index and middle fingers crawled up her body until it reached the waist of her bottoms.<br/><br/>Ash leaned close to her, the long finger snaking down until they were flesh-to-flesh with her wet slit. The Elf's breath was warm and his whisper sounded both soothing and antagonizing.<b>"But if that is what you want.. I can oblige."</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>