The elf's growl is most certainly heard... but judging by the bitter laughter that rolls from the Ork's lips, it's not exactly feared. In fact, he actually seems to be spurred on by Rishi's little defiance... and his thrusts grow faster, and harder, until the sound of his belt-buckle jingling is overshadowed by the sound of their hips smacking against each other in the dirty alleyway.<br/><br/>"Hmm. Yea... don't act like ya don't love it, girly... bein' fucked in an alley while the world listens in." Another smack... and then the creature's hand leaves Rishi's ass to rest for a moment. Though that's no true kindness, unfortunately... instead, it's just so that the man can reach up and grab a handful of the elven escort's bright green hair, tugging her head back  and making her arch a little bit higher for him, so that the metal rings in her nipples tinkle brightly against the wall. "You an' your little games... an' your little augs. I wonder if that ass of yours is as nice an' stretchy as your cunny..."