<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Edouard</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i318.photobucket.com/albums/mm406/AGirlontheInternet/Eddie2-1.jpg)</div></div> <br/>Location: Jereil's room <br/>Tagging: Jereil </div>Ed rolled his eyes slightly, shifting to get up from the bed and stretch. This was why he usually didn't sleep with men, especially men like Jereil - he had no illusions that this was anything more than a one-time thing, but they generally were pretty selfish, and once they got what they were after couldn't care less about him as a person. Though he'd enjoyed what they'd just done, the aftermath generally left him feeling a little annoyed at being treated like little more than a quick orgasm. And now that he'd stood up, he had cum dripping down his leg, ugh.<br/><br/>"I'm just going to clean up," he said, though chances were Jereil was already asleep and didn't care. He didn't bother moving to unbuckle Jereil's legs, somewhat out of spite, figuring he could handle that himself anyway, heading into the washroom so he could clean himself up a bit.