He accepts the mug, fills it again, and takes a swig. "But what if I want to see it here?" he whispers to her. As he says that, he starts Telekinetically untying her travel leathers and the string keeping her breeches up. He lowers his face so his lips press against the corner of her jaw and then down her neck, and one of his hands start trailing down her chest and stomach and into her trousers.

She shivers a bit and Ruby will quite easily find out what she meant by "not a boy nor a girl". The first thing he finds when his hand slips into her pants is a penis, but when he continues to explore he finds that rather than balls she has a vagina.

...huh. That's novel. He knew some orcs had anatomy that could go that way but not humans, and he personally has not been with such an orc.

"I want to suck your cock," he whispers. "And I want to finger fuck you while I do it."

She shivers again. "I have a room—"

He downs the rest of his drink then (with some Telekinetic aid) lifts her up, holding her body against his as he stands up and having her wrap her legs and arms around him. "Where?"

She points, breathlessly.

He follows the instructions, Telekinetically opens and shuts the door, then throws her onto the bed and immediately climbs over to her, pulling her pants off and her legs open. "You're so beautiful," he breathes.

"Liar," she says, flushed with more than just the alcohol.

He doesn't respond to that, and instead proceeds to make good on his word. She's really extremely wet, and while he does fancy flattering himself he's pretty sure it's mostly the alcohol. Regardless, he's making good use of it, taking her whole shaft in and sliding his index and middle fingers in and out of her in sync.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," she moans, getting louder and arching her back. "Keep going, keep doing that, oh, oh—"

He does. He's good at this.

She doesn't come quietly, at all.

And after the last pulses of her pleasure have spent themselves he pulls himself up to her so he's lying next to her. "Did I please milady?"

...giggle. "'M no milady. And yesss... you diiiiid..." She then wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him in for a sloppy, wet, inebriated kiss.

Then she pulls away and grins. "I want more wine," she says, sitting up immediately and then trying to jump back to her feet and nearly falling flat on her face.

He prevents her from falling with Telekinesis and just shakes her head. "Whatever you say. I'm sure Dagur has more mead."

She beams at him then pauses thoughtfully and says, "I know a place where wine flows like water and the merryment never ends. Would you like to see it?"

"That sounds like a fun place. I'd love to visit it someday."

The first thing he notices when he wakes up is the headache, sharp enough it feels like it's splitting his skull in two. He immediately casts a heal on himself but of course that doesn't help, he's severely dehydrated.

"You're finally awake!" someone calls.

Which causes Ruby to immediately try to sit up and open his eyes. That proves to be a mistake; the light makes his headache worsen and the sudden movement makes him grey out for a few seconds.

When he comes to again, the voice is still speaking. "...not an inn, get up, you blasphemer."

"...blasphemer?" is the first part of that his mind grabs onto.

"Oh, of course you don't remember the way you fondled the statuary."

He did what.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," he says, trying to push himself back up, slowly this time, without opening his eyes. Then he pats himself and notices he's still wearing his stuff and thankfully grabs a water skin and drains it empty.