<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Eikichi_Character_59.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Jaden Radford (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=290637.msg14272462#msg14272462)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Wandering - Bench<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Early<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured + Mask (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/Mask-ball.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aramie "Remy" Rousseau - Closed<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> Done Flirting, Taking.. or Being Taken?<br/></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/>It.. wasn’t going to take much coaxing from her to bring him to life, especially with how bold her strokes were, before there was a rather obvious bulge protruding from those silk trousers. This was certainly an encounter of opportunity, and mutual desire, though Jaden couldn’t help but feel a bit amused by the fact that she was so wonderfully willing to just give in to him.. or take him. He wasn’t really keeping track, or complaining either way. Instead he was just going to enjoy this lucky encounter, even if had started out with him being a bit of an ass. Though he was hoping that she wouldn’t try to get some sort of payback over the fact that he’d slightly insulted, and harmed her, in his rush. Oh well, he’d find out soon enough. Since he was very much letting her continue to take the lead. He was far to preoccupied with enjoying the way that splendid body of hers felt in his hands, and how good it felt to have her mouth pressed to his own. A slightly playful smile easing over his lips as she continued to scrape her nails along his thigh before muttering under his breath. <strong>"Well.. if you insist on taking a closer look. I’d be happy to comply, Doll."</strong> In the back of his head, he couldn’t help but think he should maybe.. ask for a nickname. But there was a slight allure to the fact that he was properly hooking up with a stranger whose name he didn’t even know.<br/><br/>His hands continued to grope on her soft little body, pulling at the length of her and caressing her.. well. Not really caressing her. What he was doing was more of a rough type of mauling and manhandling, but it certainly seemed like her body was responding nicely to all the attention.. so there really wasn’t a reason for him to stop unless she told him. So, his hands gave her what she wanted, but hadn’t asked for. Leaving little scratches on her skin from how tightly he grasped her, yet even with how he grasped and squeezed he could feel her nipples hardening through that mess of fabric and pressing against his palm whenever he fondled her. While also feeling her body pressing back up into his palm, rather than retreating. Which only made his grasps rougher, more possessive, and more demanding. Her words, did little more than tell him that she wasn’t just fine with all the attention but wanted more. A pleased little smirk easing across his lips as he mumbled. <strong>"You’re right, Doll. I might.. as well.. enjoy myself."</strong> With those last few words his hands stopped grasping along her and stopped in place, in particular his right hand stopped on her side, cupping her breasts and giving her mounds a rough squeeze with the last few words to show her just how unabashed he was to fondle her now.<br/><br/>Of course, before he had a chance to show her just how aggressive he might be with her, it wasn’t him taking the lead but rather it was her. He watched, aroused and amused, as she undid the buttons of her dress to reveal some of that lovely figure clad in black lace along with those thigh highs and fishnets. He took his time to appreciate her lovely figure, before finally turning his attention to her guiding him along with her. He noticed the bench at the last moment, just as she nudged him, thankfully, towards it, and fell against it as she climbed onto his lap and his hands naturally made their way to her hips. He could have started manhandling those breasts of hers again, but decided to opt for something new. His fingers grasped her waistline, tight, his fingers dragging into her skin through her layers to leave stains on her body as he began roughly not just touching her, but forcing her hips to rock down into him. Her straddling placing her perfectly over that bulge in his jeans. One hand leaving her waist and instead reaching up, wrapping his fingers around her throat momentarily and slowly scratching his fingers down her bared body. His fingers playing at that slightly opened garment of hers and forcing more of that blazer like dress of hers open, revealing more of the lovely lace underneath until that blazer of hers was tugged completely open by his hand. His fingers reaching up to grasp her breasts, but as soon as his fingers squeezed her round mounds and left his mark on her skin, that was as far as he went as he gave a slightly playful smile towards her.<br/><br/><strong>"The new perspective helps.. as far as I can tell.. this bust of yours really needs some.. proper attention. Some caressing.. massaging.. squeezing.. slapping. All of that should help with my final assessment.. What about you? All done?"</strong> His hand on her waist would press her down again, giving a slight rock of their hips together before waiting to see if she’d try to take the lead again, or let him play with her.</span>