<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/67/cb/e7/67cbe7a6d3b99a13501925532d0b7932.jpg)</div><hr/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Character</strong>: Lucille "Luci" Boivin</li><li><strong>Location</strong>: The St. Clair Residence</li><li><strong>Tagged</strong>: James</li><li><strong>Content:</strong> It's still just flirting if there is no moaning involved :P</li><li><strong>Wearing:</strong> Skeleton hands and a mini skirt (https://d2fzf9bbqh0om5.cloudfront.net/images/289671/search/black_skeleton_hand_print_tulle_panel_layer_dress_ca0777_choi_dresses_4.jpg?1444598230)</li></ul><hr/><br/>Luci smirked as he made his joke and she pointed towards her cleavage. "Right here," she purred and chuckled, "make sure you get your face real close."<br/><br/>Her eyes watched him like a predator as he took his shirt's of and hung up everything. Scanning his back, she couldn't help but wonder where the scars came from. Then again, for all she knew, Yvonne could be one freaky woman and they could be made from her. Licking her lips, she had an urge to go over and taste his skin.<em>Bad girl,</em>she couldn't help but giggle to herself. As he turned around, he held his arms out. Letting his muscles in his chest dance for her. She smirked and nodded approvingly.<br/><br/>Chuckling softly, she nodded. "I believe you're right," her voice was velvet soft as her hand went to the hem of her shirt and she pulled it over her head.<br/><br/>Without even a second thought, she pulled down her skirt. Only in her lace (http://userdiscovery.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/victoria-pratt-black-lace-bra-panties-women-underwear-sets.jpg) underwear set, she looked over at him and smirked. "This good enough, or do I have to be completely naked?" She teased him as her hands lay rest on her side, her chest popped more towards him.<br/><br/>