<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Shamlen ((weeks prior))</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/292/a/8/lyari_by_jennyverse-d83i3u5.jpg)</div>It was her one true weakness.  Shamlen knew that Lyari had a feral hunger for cock.  She would fall asleep every night with a long, thick member in her mouth if she could.  The girl would live on cum alone if it was enough to nourish her.  Her companion knew all of this and teased her right back with the notion.  Lyari reached into her cavernous cleavage and produced his length again.  She held it gently in one hand, enjoying how small it made her appendage appear.<br/><br/>"Is that all you want, lover? My lips?"  She leaned over to kiss his tip, then stopped.  Her hot breath danced across the surface of his bulbous head.  Lyari could tease even more this way than with her bust.  She could torture Shamlen if she had the mind.  "But I have so much more.. tongue.. throat.. And you'll get it all in return for one thing. Tell me how much you want to be here. Tell me that you love me and want to be my partner both in this business as much as in bed. Please, Shamlen?"  Her mouth ran up and down his shaft, kissing so softly that he would only be able to feel it with his heightened elf senses.<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Adon</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/320/3/9/kira_by_jennyverse-d86p93e.jpg)</div>Kira saw red when she was deprived of her toys.  She opened her eyes wide, staring daggers at Adon.  Her strong arms flew to the edges of the table, claws digging into the wood.  Her orc temper nearly caused her to flip it hard and jump the demon regardless of the rules.  But she had too much loyalty to Lyari.  Her temper was overcome by devotion, calming her enough to warrant only a snarl.  Kira stood and huffed as she stepped over and sat next to Adon.  She crossed her arms and legs both, giving a clear signal that she was as frustrated as ever before.  She made certain not to be close enough that their bodies would touch.  With a stubborn, angry scowl, she watched Chariss get railed.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Blade</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/292/a/8/lyari_by_jennyverse-d83i3u5.jpg)</div>Indeed, her gaze remained throughout his speech.  Lyari smiled and nodded as he mentioned it.  "I pride myself on interaction, Blade. After years of character study and experience, I can call myself a bit of a professional in making people feel anything; welcome, frightened, loved. The customers aren't always as friendly as the ones you see here tonight. Before I had an orc on staff, I was the only bouncer to speak of. And I let my gaze do the fighting for me."  She winked at him, breaking the steel look.<br/><br/>"As for your tale, you've earned a free drink anyway."  She sat another mug on the counter next to his coins.  The woman shook her head with a grin.  "You can put those away, sir. That's not how we do things here. We aren't prostitutes or whores. You don't pay for our affection. We give it freely to those needing softness after a hard day's work. Afterward, we'll be glad to accept any donations you'd like to make to the Tavern."  She let reached forward, giving the appearance that she was about to take his money anyway.  Instead, she felt the top of his hand.  His smooth scales felt cool and slick.  She could only imagine how an entire body of such sensation would feel.