<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/GoldLaceAiless.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Ailess, #1253</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong><em>Locker rooms, to Kitchen</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Week 1, Thursday Evening</em><br/><strong>Who: </strong><em>Lux</em><br/><strong>Status: </strong><em>Closed</em><br/><strong>Notes: </strong><strong>Bold</strong>is dialogue in Japanese<br/><hr/><br/>Ailess could only give a smirk back to Lux when he felt her hands trace along his mask, so close to touching his face as she spoke, her midsection pressed against his own as their robes became the barely thin wall that separated the two.<br/><br/>"Does it now? I was going to say the same thing..." His voice was low as his wine was long forgetten, still set on the table along with the wine bottle that had yet to be finished. Maybe after their little go around they could enjoy the rest of it together, though depending on this woman's mood, she may not stay. Maybe she'd leave him after and go in search of another good time; he had no idea at this point.<br/><br/>All he knew was that women was going to be a challenge, and he liked challenges.<br/><br/>When Lux spoke to him once more, teasing him and beginning to taunt him, Ailess almost gave a frown, but stopped once he felt it, her skin shiver ever so slightly once his hand began to glide up her bare thigh, soft skin against his own. "It's not, but if you keep saying such mean things I may have to end it here; don't think you want that, do you?" He was only joking as well, but this woman knew how to push his buttons; he could always push back though.<br/><br/>His eyes glanced from her face to the robe that began to slide from her shoulder, exposing more of her creamy skin and the curve of her neck, teasing his eyes with the tops of her breasts; they weren't big, but not tiny either.<br/><br/>"What do I think? Does my opinion really matter to you?" He asked this with a smirk, his question holding a hint of casual joking, until he felt her hands begin to tug at his own robe, moving it to expose his bare chest; however his most prized possesion was still hidden, a sweet treat to come when the time was right. At her question, Ailess could only give a chuckle, low and amused, as he looked down towards the woman beneath him.<br/><br/>"Balls deep, hm? That wouldn't happen to be a suggestion, would it,<em>Lux</em>?"