His teeth were crooked. His face had a perpetual snarl to it, the kind of expression of menace that seemed common to the lowly human bandit scum Heller was proudly associated with. So it was largely matter of course and entirely convenient for the elf Morgan to get on her hands and knees on the dingy bed before the big human Captain Heller, so that she did not have to look upon his face as they prepared to fuck. Even right now in the dead of night, lit only by dim candles, Heller's was not a pleasant face, and Morgan was not interested in suffering any more of it than she had to. Heller groaned in delight at the sight of the petite young brunette elf bending over on the bed for him, showing off her small but round and perky ass; her tiny slender waist; the arch of her lithe back; even the sight of the sharp, pointy ears poking out from her fine long raven hair. Standing alongside the bed and shuffling hastily behind Morgan, the bandit Heller stroked his thick, bulging cock in one hand while reaching down to grope the elf's ass with the other.