<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2015/056/5/1/asvett_by_pixeldust86-d8jgb3o.jpg)</div>A wide grin broke the goblin girl's face when she was asked to teach her few friend how to play cards.  Asvett saw it was the first attempt by Jiroph to truly relax, and she would do her best to show him how to both play, and unwind.  The girl started by teaching him a few simple games, like Run the Gauntlet and Fisher King.  After that came a few better poker games; Hiding Girl and Blunt 5.  Jiroph seemed to be a quick learner, or, she suspected, he knew the games already and was just hiding it so they could have something to do together.  Either way, she found him quite endearing for a soldier.. or assassin.. or whatever it was that he did.  Asvett didn't want to pry.<br/><br/>Soon it was getting late in the evening.  A larger crowd was gathering in the Tavern as men came in from work or angry wives.  Asvett shuffled her deck once more and smiled at Jiroph as she tucked it back away.  "So, you wanted some place private? You could rent a room, or maybe you'd fancy a hot bath? I'll give you the regular customer rate for being loyal and a damn fine Hiding Girl player."  The girl winked at him and hopped off the table.  She put her hands on her hips and leaned into him with her head turned in a silly way.  "What'll it be, sir? We just chattin' or are you gettin' nekkid??"  The grin on her face got even wider as she tried to sound more goofy than provocative.  Asvett was still unsure if Jiroph wanted anything more intimate than just a friendly ear to which he could vent his frustrations.<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 fluttered a brief moment as she felt the strangeness of a hand gripping her intimately.  Realizing it was Adon and not some crawling pervert beneath the bar, she leaned into him and plead.  "N-no, Adon. You can't!"  He retracted his hand, but not because of her words, she was sure.  Taking the cup as he ordered, she nervously clung to him as he walked.  Being carried was not one of her favorite things.  Kira was used to being a stable rock; always grounded and firm.  Taken up like that made her lightheaded a bit.  It was the same feeling some get when they find themselves on the edge of a high cliff.  She was glad to be sat down, even if it was on a table.  The surface was cool and smooth against her barely-clothed backside.<br/><br/>"Adon, w-we can't.. not yet. You know thi- MMmmm."  Kira's words of protest were silenced by her lover's mouth.  She put her strong hands on Adon's shoulders to steady herself as her head was flooded with a rush of the demon's influence.  Her womanhood became wet with desire for him, just from the touch of their skin.  She poked her tongue into his mouth and wrestled his, fighting as always for dominance.  "Mmmmm," she cooed before he broke and sat at the same table.  Kira gave a hurt frown and slid into a chair across from him in resignation.  The orc hated the man with a passion for how he teased her.  Though she loved him for the exact same reason.  "Is this how it's going to be all night, dammit? Making me hot and then turning away just to do it again later? You make me so mad!"  Kira turned in a huff, as if she were twelve and a boy had been pulling her pigtails.