Bael felt the trace of Mircalla's nails on his cheek, her gentle caress sending nice tingling shiver run through his spine altough the sudden sharp 'shick' drew his eyes to her but saw nothing out of place with her. Wondering what caused such sharp sound. However after his gaze fell upon her face instead just admiring her white silky smooth thighs the gaze stayed there. Listening the sensual voice of Mircalla while she talked.<br/><br/>Her fingers which grasped gently to his cock felt chilly, but a chill which he welcomed to soothe away the burning pain and leave only stiffening hardness which soon grew to full size and hardness. Then out of sudden howl made Bael stunned from display, such primal howl send both kinds of shivers; a delight and outright fright. Hearing her words explain the sound he chuckled and he said; "Well, I should be honored if such refined lady like yourself goes so verbal in praise to just something what nature had given to me." Well, almost at least. He did not adjust his normal size much in his elf form expect slightly girth size and he toes have tattoos in there even in normal form.<br/><br/>Bael smiling asks from Mircalla; "However, don't you both feel bit over dressed for this occasion? This is bathouse suite after all." If he had singled out Mircalla it would had hurt Layla's feelings at least. Also he thinks she could get more comfortable if she gets out from her outfit.