A little brother's girl advice

"Well.. that was something, Sion.. but, it doesn't really give me anything to work with. I could never work a woman like that." Darius complained, as Sion wiped sweat from his brow. "Well big bro, let Draaaven show you how it's done." Draven interjected, flexing in front of both men before turning on his heel and walking up to the closest woman. "Ey lady, you look like you could use a tall glass of me." Turning with a sneer on her face, Leblanc blinked for a moment before covering her mouth, a completely out of character smile spread wide across her face. "Oh my god, you're Draven the executioner, aren't you? Are you really talking to me?" "You bet your sweet little ass on it, baby." the man replied with a wide smile and a wink, slapping his hand onto her ass and squeezing it. Dumbfounded, Darius waited for the sure-to-come slap across the face Draven would get, only to be disappointed by the woman sliding her hand across his chest. "I can tell, that's not the only thing you want me to bet my ass on, big boy." "Well, if you're offering, then I'm taking!"
Right out in the middle of the bar a crowd had gathered, as Draven gave Leblanc the ride she wanted, shaking the woman up and letting gravity bring her back down, while facing the crowd. "Ey, you're that girl that makes copies of herself, right?" "I-mmf-can..." she choked out, a copy of herself appearing in front of Draven, stark naked. "Groovy." Tossing the woman into the air, he grabbed the copy, and buried himself in her, her moan ringing out as the crowd cheered, before launching her up, catching Leblanc back onto his cock. "YEAHHHHH" he cheered, both hands in the air, before launching her back up and catching her doppelganger. For the better part of an hour he collected tips, catching the more and more deeply pleasured Leblanc, until she couldn't handle it any further, her clone vanishing into a puff of smoke, and the woman landing one final time on Draven's stiff cock. "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! I hope you enjoyed my show." Draven finished, with a wink, dropping the crumpled mass of pleasure that was Leblanc onto the ground and walking back to the table, catching a high five from Sion with a "YEAH!"

Solemnly, Darius looked back into his tankard. Somehow, even his hopeless little brother could pick up the highest class of women and get into bed with them, and the only thing he could pick up was this booze.