"<em>Such</em>a charmer," Lucille giggled, brushing back stray tresses of blonde hair back from her lovely face, as she blew a kiss to Gillidad- Only to whisper, soothingly, into the orc's ear-"But I like<em>my</em>men *big*...And *strong.*" At this rate, the mismatched couple wasn't even going to make it up the stairs, judging from the way Drak'thar was walking- The point where 90% of the male brain is wondering how to hide a rock-hard erection.<br/><br/>-Of course, the staircase was *so* narrow- And Lucille *so* clumsy in her high-heeled boots- that the lovely young witch couldn't help but bump-and-grind against the orc on the way up, her soft, luscious form pressing against his as they rounded a particularly tight corner, the full orbs of her full breasts molding perfectly to the front of her violet basque, the leather lacings drawn so *close* to her lissome curves...<br/><br/>"Mmmm, we'll be *all* alone in there~" she purred, almost playfully kittenish; "Thank you *sooo* much..." From her smile, it was all too clear that the sexy sorceress would soon be stroking more than Drak'thar's *ego*!