[ The smile Fjord gets in return is both loving and cheeky, and his tail swishes slowly, almost as if it mimics the sway of hips. ]

In due time, baby.

[ He swaggers over to the nightstand and picks up a few small bottles, as well as the two large ones that had been written in orcish. ]

Now none of these are necessary because you fuck my brains out so damn good every time, but... I did find one I need to try.

[ He picks it up by leaning down over the table and lifting his tail just enough to show that there's something else there beneath the lovely red fabric. ]

'Multiple orgasms for those with dicks', she told me.