She moaned.<br/><br/>It was very soft, smothered, and lost in their kiss, but any fool could tell how sexually aroused Lhurriel was. Now, her breath was catching just slightly every time his fingers rubbed over her. They were far enough away from everyone else that an idle patron in the inn wouldn't be able to tell that they were doing more than a little heavy necking - but someone with sharper eyes and a clear mind could see the jerking movement of her hips, the direction of her arms.<br/><br/>"I certainly won't mind giving it a try," she managed to pant. Her fingers - the ones rubbing between his legs - teased and rubbed, until she could feel a sizable tent beneath the cloth. Her underwear was complete soaked through, for certain, and it was likely that he could feel the heat and wetness of her through the layers of cloth. Lhurriel whimpered, trembling in his arms, her hips jerking slightly as she tried to keep still. "Do you have any objection?"