<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<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 - Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> Heavy Flirting<br/></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/>Now there definitely wasn't anything wrong with a lady that knew what she wanted, but it wasn't exactly what Jaden had expected. In hindsight it was probably a bit more obvious once one considered that she'd been so forceful in tugging at his tie and the soft insistence on her part that he should, as a doctor, ensure that more than that singular area was devoid of any touches. Of course, he didn't mind. If anything that slight bit of aggressiveness on her part was rather, hot. Not that Jaden was the type to give control, it was bad for his image, but if the masks were going to stay on.. well why not be a bit adventurous and give the lovely lady the reins. Judging from the smear of red now decorating his lips, and they're windsor knot he'd been sporting was not tightened by several degrees, it seemed like she had no problem taking what she wanted. Of course, he wasn't just going to tell her that she could take what she wanted. It was a certainly more amusing to see how exactly she might decide to react if he gave her the assumption he was still taking charge.<br/><br/>Once that exchange of lips of theirs came to an end he was tempted to wipe off that smear of lipstick and straighten his tie. But then again, that smear on his lips, while not classy, had a certain charm to it. If for no other reason than the fact that the way she was looking at him now sent a rush of adrenaline through him for reasons he simply couldn't describe. He enjoyed the way she looked at him and he wasn't exactly going to start complaining. Especially when there was something quite amusing about the way her hands traveled along his form right up until she discovered that he did prefer the right. Not to say that touch wasn't enjoyable, it was just that it was a bit unexpected. He knew she was going to be forward he just hadn't expected her to be <em>that</em> forward. Still he didn't see a reason to stop her aggressive advance, not when he was already invested in seeing what exactly he needed to do to make up to the minx he'd so ungratefully bumped into.<br/><br/>Of course that red smear on his lips wasn't exactly classy, but sacrifices had to be made. <strong>"So doll.. tell me. Have you found any injuries that need treating. Because I have.."</strong> He reached forward, towards her waiting form, and dragging his hand roughly along the length of her breasts. His fingertips boldly now squeezing and grasping at her body. It wasn't hard to tell, mostly because of her urgency to deeper their kiss and her assertive tugs to his tie, that she wasn't happy with the level of appropriateness that he'd try to keep. So, to appease her, he was happy to start grasping tight at her form and tug her body in ways that could only be described as rough and aggressive, just for the sake of appeasing her however he could in whatever manner he could. His heavy grasp to her breasts followed with his heated murmur. <strong>"These.. need a lot of attention and caressing.. as does that <em>fine</em> ass. As to where I decide to check up on them. That up to you. A room is just as fine as inspecting you right here. I'm sure anyone passing by would love to see more of you."</strong> Jaden gave her a rather arrogant smirk, not for the sake of knowing what she'd choose but because he had a feeling that she'd ignore his choice and instead decide to choose something all on her own. Still that was just as fun as the options he'd given her.<br/><br/>He was still waiting for her to make a decision as one of his hands left her breasts and instead began gradually dipping forward. His fingers roughly dragging along her soft form, tugging that dress of hers as he moved his fingers before finally brushing his hand over the curve of her hips. Once his hand was over that curve he pushed that wonderfully full rear of hers into his palm, squeezing it rather hard as he stared down at her, a gleam in his eyes.</span>