<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Jereil Doreit...!</span><br/>Jereil took a single, slow step toward Edouard, fingering the buttons of his own fitted shirt as he considered his response.  "...I am a being of pleasure," he'd decided on, eyes roaming south, then quickly flitting back to meet his guest's gaze.  "I'm up for almost anything, just so long as it feels good, in the end..."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><div align="center">tagging -- Edouard<br/>location -- his bedroom</div>