The soldier's smile seemed to falter a bit when Amber only drank a sip of her champagne, but not by much; and after a second, he was in full swing, making it questionable whether he had changed at all.<br/><br/>"Mm..." His legs spread apart a bit as the dryad's fingers teased his cock, and he seemed to contemplate something for a moment. "Right now, luv, I'd be happy to have you scoot yer self down into my lap and do a bit of a pole dance while we get nice and toasty. How's that sound to you? I figure, champagne costs so let's make the bottle worth it..."<br/><br/>No doubt he wanted her to drink more... Amber was already feeling tipsy from her one sip, and her fingers and natural toes were starting to feel a bit cold...