Lanela realized the minute she licked her lips the draenei would set his eyes upon her; it was difficult not to, to be fair. Each of her emeralds closed as the sound of heavy clops upon the floor; although soon turning into thud noises when reaching the carpet. At this point it didn't matter what she said to the beast of a male, even a statement of denial would be met with laughter and a firm 'convincing' gesture. His smell followed, due to being a slave for so long she could pick up the grimy smells of blood, dirt, and sweat all combined in a very strong musk...for some reason that made her salivate. Eye-lids rising, fluttering her brows as her pretty little head canted toward the former slave, completely shrouding the caster in shadow.<br/><br/>Those glowing eyes focused upon the contrasting flesh, although to be honest it was an assumption since the glow made it difficult to decipher where they were directed. Contact, the calloused hands of a murderer, a bloodthirsty slaughterer, a man of honor sat upon the woman's exposed thigh and in turn the upper pearly white row pressed down onto her lower lip; clanking with the ring pierced upon it. Leg shifting with the touch, a slight twitch although not one of surprise but rather reaction. Each of the pools of jade would flash a bright color, hands pressing to the sheets below her form and perching herself upward with a silent sigh.<br/><br/>"I don't see it as repayment. I see it as sating your desires; if you wish to be indebted to me you'll need to think of something more than that. But I won't deny your advance, for it's something I'm curious of as well. I've never had a draenei before."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>