Marric is caught off guard by the sudden shiver of pleasure that runs through her body as the elf's hands caress her breasts, and inch further and further up her thighs.<br/><br/>"<em>Gods...</em>" The monk bites her lip and lets her head roll back against the couch, thoroughly enjoying the elf's caresses. "Th-the goblins were t-tempting, maybe, but I d-did not want to impose on the-them any more than they already had..."<br/><br/>She looks down, and shifts anxiously in the chair.<br/><br/>"I... erm... I don't... um... Don't leave..." The monk groans, and her legs shift a little bit wider. "Th-this is nice..."