<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/316/5/b/erica_by_jennyverse-d865odm.jpg)</div>Red hair swayed as Erica nodded.  It was nothing new to have a customer wish food and drink before an evening of pleasure.  Some only came to watch!  The girl knocked on the table twice with her knuckle before replying, "Coming right up, sir! I'll be back in two swings of an ogre's club."  The turned on her heel, making her hair fly up behind her before sauntering away.  She rolled her hips seductively, more out of habit than for anyone's view.  She ducked below the bar's counter hatch this time, twisting and swinging back up on the other side like some jungle primate.  After a short trip to the kitchen, Erica popped out again with a tray laden in steaming meat and a frothy mug.<br/><br/>Making her way back to Jiroph's table, the girl sat his order down with a flourish.  "Dinner's served! Please let me know if I can get you anything else. Oh, we just so happened to have some of that mead you requested in the back! Chariss makes sure we keep stocked on everything from Wanderian Rumpwine to Arionic Plague Melon Juice!"  She turned to go about her duties, but saw that all the other customers had been seen to.  Some were still being seen to, and quite well.  Erica turned back, leaning on the table with a hip cocked.  "So what brings you to the Tavern? You aren't the usual type of elf we see."  She quickly clarified to avoid any harsh thoughts.  "What I mean is, the elves around here are so.. whispy and light-hearted. You seem.. well, bigger and a little rough around the edges. Not that it's a bad thing."  She winked at him with a grin.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/320/3/9/kira_by_jennyverse-d86p93e.jpg)</div>Kira's eyelids slowly sank.  She eased into a dense euphoria usually only felt by those in the aftermath of a particularly enduring orgasm.  Her heart rate increased, followed by a rise in how fast she was breathing.  They were all only subtle changes in her body, but Adon would be sure to notice.  The orc hadn't noticed until she was airborn when Adon went to pull her into his lap.  "W-wait! No!!"  The girl squirmed and writhed about.  She had an aversion to being in a position of vulnerability, which sitting in a man's lap was.  It was only his magical touch that kept her from breaking his jaw and leaving him bleeding.<br/><br/>"Adon.. y-you can't just.. Mmmmmm.."  Her mind left her for the moment as the demon indulged in her chest and body as a whole.  She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, letting him continue his exploration.