<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Leon Aeide</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">The eldest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/1a5b9afe-0161-4354-bc75-a3a3c40a5d28_zps38f9d31e.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Leon had no intentions to call it a night yet and so he let Adelaide try to seduce him. And she was quite the kisser too, her tongue soon finding the way in his mouth. He still played the passive part and let her lead the way. But he gave her some other incentive on the way.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I doubt you want me to sleep in my dirty clothes on your bed, honey. Shouldn't you undress me?"</span> His words had been garbled by her tongue in his mouth, but he was pretty sure she understood him.<br/><br/>Leon moved his hands over her back, letting them slip under her hair and tickling her neck.</div>