With her acquiesce to the guardsman, the sergeant of the guards would step closer.  Claiming one of her breasts, groping through the taunt drawn material of silken dress.<br/><br/>As the sergeant took up one side of her, the other guardsman the other side.  A hand of his clasping over a ass cheek.  The sergeants other hand slipping down to  grope the other one.  Both hands slipping underneath the dress, pushing it up.<br/><br/>Of which Jaina found herself having to catch herself.  Leaning forward, bracing against the desk in the room.  For now the need to get back and speak to Mirth, delayed.