He cleared his thraot a bit as she got aggressively sexual now, rubbing things that made it hard for him to concentrate, "A simple query at the bar would have gotten you my room number. Don't pretend you couldn't finagle it out of the barkeep."<br/><br/>He narrowed his eyes at her and tried to think why she would wait for him here. Her outfit, as alluring and tight as it strategically was, was not a twenty minute job. He considered her sternly even as his hands wandered, of their own mind, towards that plump rear of hers again and took a good hold. There were still several very convincing reasons for him to succumb to her advances. This new act meant his suspicions that the previous one was an act were confirmed and he was now suspicious of this being an act. It felt more natural to him, but she was a good actress. It had been the logical inconsistencies in her previous role, not her selling it, that had caught her. Now, she was just a randy, adventuring elf, trying to get some strange. It rang more true.<br/><br/>"So, now I am to believe that you are a horny little elf is trying to get into my pants? Why should I believe that you want me, when you could easily have any man in that bar, and just how horny am I supposed to believe you are?" Stern words were paired with weaker actions as one hand gripped her assmeat, not nearly as aggressively as before but more in a deep appreciation of the asset, and the other was planted in the small of her back encouraging her to rise to tiptoe. Her thigh could easily identify a throbbing, heated, mass in his pants. This man wasn't going to take much to convince, but he needed convincing.