Draiss was admitting silently after a minute that males had definitely gotten the short end of the stick for sex. He would have been completely helpless if he was a mortal woman, and as a male god, he was writhing in pleasure. His nipples were rock hard, and his swollen pussy was dripping wet. He held Nadriina against his cunt, loudly moaning in pleasure as she teased and tormented him, and he made a note to give her the option of lesbianism the next time they fucked, since the drow were apparently trained to be VERY good at it. He barely heard Vorela when she slipped into the room, and didn't respond, too busy squirming for the skilled drow between his legs.