<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Chrisevans.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: M. Vaas (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jana Lam<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Cottege 1; Kitchen<br/><strong>When:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red velvet Tai-Chi uniform w/ white cuffs, black shoes.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Mason browsed through the fridge, but paused as the beautiful creature approached. He made a move to answer her first question, but stopped himself... Watching as she retrieved a small handful of the bright red berries. His beautiful eyes bored into her own, lips curling back in a sly grin as her precious lips bit down. At the offer of the strawberry, he leaned in closer, knowing at that moment the two of them were inexorably headed toward a passionate and memorable coupling.<br/><br/>His tongue reached out, caressing the tip of the strawberry before sinking his teeth into its tender flesh... All the while, his eyes remained locked upon Jana's. The berry was sweet; perfection birthed in Eden's grasp. Her thigh brushed his, and he could see a shiver pass through her... goosebumps caressing her shoulders, her skin tingling. As he chewed, he reached out, caressing a fingertip slowly along Jana's collarbone... feeling the tiny bumps of flesh brought on by both the cool air and her excitement.<br/><br/>His senses, honed from years of meditative focus, picked up the faint and heady scent of her body... pheromones, typically invisible to the senses, were just barely perceptible to him. Still, they worked their magic.<br/><br/>In a heartbeat, his powerful hand encircled her delicate throat, fingers pressing without causing pain... simply seeking to control and dominate, taking control of her gorgeous body. He leaned down, perhaps even taking her by surprise with his forwardness... but nonetheless, he no longer cared for hiding his desire. Games be damned.<br/><br/>His lips, still sweetened by the natural sugars of Eden's strawberry, caressed Jana's delicate mouth with the faintest touch... soft as the caress of a butterfly's wing. His tongue teased out, inviting her own attentions... Expertly, he took a breath as their lips connected, drawing the air from her lungs and stealing her breath away.