<em>He had, at this point reached his limit. His head was comfortably swimming with a liquored gaze in his eyes. He had a constant smirk, eventually dismissing all inhibitions at the sight of both Amalea and Dawn resting comfortably on either of his legs. He wrapped his arms around both girl's hips, trying to raise his mug but not quite making the connection that he didn't have a mug of ale in his hand. It was far to soft, and malleable to the touch. His eyes slowly guided up and stared in a wondrous daze at both his hands, which had taken to squeezing the breasts of both girls in his lap! He spent many moments marveling over the dawn's bust, though he had, since, already experienced the bare touch, but Amalea? Dawn was soft, squishy, but Amalea's were firmer, so much firmer. The obvious difference between one who was in the thick of danger and the other who supported from the back. He giggled furiously at his own thoughts. "<strong>From the back.. hehehehehehe</strong>". He thought he'd put his hands down around their waist, but alas, they were still there, playing his hands over the soft masses. Though they were just that, his hand never slipped inside, he didn't have the coordination to do such a thing.</em><br/><br/><em>Then he stared open mouthed at the sight of the two girls kissing. His eyes couldn't easily comprehend the sheer level of fire that was being stoked in front of him. It was like they were asking him to come play. Rarovan, so weak with alcohol, couldn't readily disagree with what his body was telling him.. and what, after his belt was forcibly loosened from his noticeable arousal, he'd be hard pressed to hide or tell these girls no. The stage suddenly lit up, and now he was utterly spell-bound. With soft chests in his hands, so very very drunk, the two dancers stepped out, with such grace and elegance.. He consistently kept licking his lips, feeling such intense desires burning inside him. He wondered why he ever felt ashamed to admit his own weakness for lusty pleasures. His hands slid off the girl's breasts and squeezed their waists tightly as he worked to contain himself from.. swelling anymore, simply due to his embarrassment that someone might notice. It was a very weak defense, given how he didn't want to hide it at all, and only served to alert the girls of his growing problem...</em>