The bartop erotic fun was just so absolutely satisfying that the beautiful elven witch was still basking in her afterglow. She would be lying if she said she wasn't more than a little worn out, but oh so wonderfully so. She had assisted in the bar's clean-up, after all it was mostly her fault. Each wave of climatic pleasure that she experienced caused the bartop to be bathed in a gush of sweet feminine cream. The cleaning had been easy enough, her ring of prestidigitation making it not even a minor chore.<br/><br/>Her own clean up had been just as effortless, her soft elven silk dress free from any kindly donated semen as well as her own juices. The same was true of her entire body, especially her inner thighs, crotch and those plump perky southern cheeks. She also made sure that the velvet pillows that Arianna provided were just as spotless before allowing the animated maids to put them away.<br/><br/>She was once again fully covered, every bit of her dress in it's proper place. However this still displayed quite a lot of shapely thighs thanks to the cut of the dress' skirt portion. Her nipples were still rather erect, poking against the soft thin fabric that imprisoned them. She sat perched atop a bar stool with those long legs crossed, infront of her was a glass of dark purple wine. She was still recovering from her amazing ordeal atop the bar, lush lashes keeping those intense green eyes half lidded most of the time even as she looked to the near by table which most of her guildmates were gathered around.<br/><br/>Her eyes falling upon Alanna and Viralae as the fiery dancer began to caress the ebony elf. She welcomed the distraction from Arianna's cruelty with the mortar and pestle, while she was indeed curious in regards to what her close friend was brewing, she believed the ingredients could be treated more kindly. Those curved hips continued to squirm ever so slightly against the bar stool even after such an utterly satisfying night's fun. Her spirits simply could not resist teasing her while she was in public. She was experiencing the wonderful sensations of a feminine mouth capturing her right tender nub, offering it a soft constant suckling through the tight soft silk of her dress. The dark elf and ifrit were not helping matters, her lip was being bitten down upon rather hard as she couldn't help but stare. Her tongue sliding from her mouth to lick her lips as Viralae's breasts were freed from the mithril bikini.<br/><br/><strong>"Perhaps we should all go, would be safer...."</strong>She said obviously distracted<strong>"than sending one or two of us. Probably a good idea to do a bit of morning scouting."</strong>Her voice was low and soft with the faintest hint of lust clinging to every word. Her spirits could be so annoying sometimes. Her friends' offered visual treat was indeed making concentration on the discussion of the letter more difficult, but it was not considered annoying and definitely was not unwelcome.