Name:6<br/>Time: Day 1, Afternoon<br/>Location: Sector 3 Social Zone<br/>Tagging:1<br/>Notes/Warning: Icebreaker<br/><br/><br/>Wait! Now he knew who it was! Did she guess him yet? Whether she did or not, he was excited to have possibly guessed who she was. This close, one could easily smell the scent of vanilla and cinnamon mixed together – a more subtle mixture of both rather than anything overpowering. He took pride in caring for himself, and just a casual hint of cologne or aftershave meant a lot for him. As he felt her brushing up even more, he returned the favor as his cheek brushed against her. He wasn’t sure if it was her neck, cheek, something else... But he took a light breath of air as well, wanting to see what the woman felt like even as he shivered against her tongue. While he was clean shaven and kept good air on making himself look good, his skin had a hint of roughness to it as well – obviously lacking the softer skin the fairer sex had.<br/><br/>With Tessa giving out another instruction, 1 sought to follow it dutifully. Pressing his lips back against his partners, they were hardly rough – more of a soft, eager kiss that left his lips brushing against the cheek in a brief but still firm kiss. There was a rather large sense of enjoyment to this all, and the net set of instructions were ones he considered carefully. He knew that his partner was wearing a bikini, but he didn’t know what kind. With his hands leaving clothed breasts, one slowly made its way around to the back, seeking the best way to undo her top. Whether it was a bit of lace, a strap, a string – he sought to undo and do away with the piece of cloth up top. He on the other hand however wore slightly more conservative clothing – and as he leaned more into his partner, the buttons on his shirt could be felt, hinting to his own outfit.