The three were momentarily captivated by her stretching and putting her legs on display to them. That combined with the implication that she'd take two of them on at the same time, and the fact that they likely didn't share the company of a woman for a while seemed to have its effect, as the could tell over their loincloths that they were each sporting semis now. Hectavia was surprised to find that hunched human was nearly as impressive in length as his half-orc counterpart, though based on the shape in the cloth, he didn't quite match up in girth.<br/><br/>They looked at each other at her suggestion briefly, before the half elf offered up the sticks for them.<br/><br/>"All right, so shortest pull minds the fire and keeps watch. Done. Anyone disagree?" Sand asked.<br/><br/>There were no protests and the two others each took a stick. After that, Sand revealed the one left for him and the three each presented them forward, measuring them. Broos pulled the longest one, while Sand was left with the shortest straw. That meant that the half-orc and the hunched human were to be her partners.<br/><br/>"Aww. Well, I guess I'll get started setting up the kettle then." the half-elf sighed.<br/><br/>"So... how would you like to do this?" Terrence asked her. "Before or after dinner?"<br/><br/>Broos remained silent but kept his gaze locked on the tiefling. It may have been her clouded thoughts running wild with growing desire, but Hectavia imagined him looking at her hungrily, barely able to contain himself not to savage her on the spot. Just how good would he feel, thrusting deep and hard with all the might in his powerful body?