Yes

Xenia smiles at you as you agree to her trial.

"My mistress is looking for strong men to save her from a difficult situation Mr Vander. You see she is to be **** into a political marriage she does not want with a brute of a man who would mistreat her and only wants her for her beauty and status." You feel yourself frown at the thought of a woman **** into a marriage against her will. But this is politics and in your experience that is normally a bad business. For a split second you find yourself wishing Melody or Darcy were with you to negotiate.

"Well it would be my honour to rescue a woman in need Miss Xenia, but I hardly think four unknown adventurers would be her best option." She laughs lightly at your observation before, to your surprise, standing up and unclipping the top of her dress, letting is fall to her waist. Being only human, your eyes instantly snap to her breasts, small and perky with beautiful rose coloured nipples. She has the same blue as is on her lips painted in intricate designs between them. An idle thought asks you where else the colour is decorating.

Smile still across her sapphire lips, you watch, stunned, as Xenia hops up onto the table, her dress pooling around her hips and legs. As if in slow motion she leans forward and presses her lips to yours, a slender hand twisting into your short blond hair and pulling you close. You let her. The martial life is hard and she is deliciously soft. Not to mention you've never had much resistance against the approaches of beautiful women, lucky as you have been to know a few in your time.

You feel her tongue play across your lips teasingly before she finally pulls away and releases your hair. Leaning back on the table, hair trailing down her naked back, her eyes seem to glitter as she spreads her legs beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

"Are you ready for the test Mr Vander?"