Arivel smiled as one of the twins spoke of preperations, glad to get definitive confirmation that the aim of the two was the same as his own. The other recieved a smile of her own as she stood up, her accidental touches meeting a rapidly stiffening rod. He stood up himself as the other twin returned. The two may have gripped his arms like ladies at a ball, but Arivel was a bit more direct, laying his palms upon one ass cheek each.<br/><br/>"Gladly."<br/><br/>Arivel walked up stairs, lading them to his room. Once he reached it, he reluctantly removed his hand, digging out a key and unlocking the door, before ushering the two inside. The room wasn't the most ostenatious the Tavern offered, but it was sizable enough to be expensive, and clean. Arivel had lived in miserable conditions long enough to know the value of a good bed, and a clean floor.<br/><br/>"Hmmm... now whatever can a man do with two lovely women in his bedroom..."<br/><br/>He pulled one of the twins to him easily, kissing her again, his hands reaching down to pull open her wizard robes.