'Okayokay, calm down. She's done this before. She probably knows more about how you're going to react than you do.' Lew's tension finally gave way to Viloet's talent. The occasional grunt or groan, like some lion roused from slumber, rumbled from his chest. Even with the strong columns for legs, the halfling's handiwork was rattling his foundation. He found his hands wandering. Ah! A nearby counter! That'll do.<br/><br/>It took that brace and fighting against every urge that crossed his mind to keep from interrupting the delicate procedure that Viloet was engaged in.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Running out of 'just standing there' material. =P</div></div>